"Hey, old man, hurry up, hurry up, it's going to catch up."

The low-altitude owl nightjar in the woods was speeding fast, and on its back was a bruised Yu Xian. Yu Xian endured the physical pain and mental fatigue, and once again let out an urgent urging.

At this time, the owl nighthawk was also in a very poor state, and the soreness and fatigue from the wings were like hanging a lead ball, and the more he swung it, the heavier it became. But at this moment, it had no way to stop and rest, but danced its wings even harder.

"Ahem."

Yu Xian looked at the blue light not far behind him, and another mouthful of blood was spit out. On its chest, there were scratches from three fingernails, the final blow that the Gotha Duck had used to kill it half an hour earlier. But what Gotha Duck didn't expect was that even Yu Xian, who was seriously injured and dying on the outside, still resisted that blow.

Subsequently, Yu Xian took advantage of the gap between the Gotha Duck attacking it, and gathered the last of his strength into a dragon breath and sprayed it on the Gotha Duck's face. The purple breath was majestic, with the sound of a dragon's groan, and the moment it met the Gotha Duck, it turned into a fog and surrounded the Gotha Duck layer by layer. It was like in an instant, and the air around the Gotha duck was all dyed purple.

The Gotha Duck's eyes, nose, and all parts exposed to the air were all invaded by the dragon's breath, and the attack action launched again was even more noticeably sluggish.

From Gotha Duck seeing that Yu Xian did not die under his blow, to Yu Xian counterattacking with dragon breath, to Gotha Duck attacking again but finding that he was paralyzed, it was only a few short breaths, but in Yu Xian's heart, it was as long as centuries.

Because of exhaustion of physical strength, Yu Xian could no longer control his body and fell. Just as it was about to touch the ground, a white light flashed beside it to lift it up, and then the white light flew straight into the distance.

It was the owl Nighthawk who had been injured and fell to the ground earlier!

After that, it was a protracted battle of physical and mental strength, escape and pursuit.

Although the owl nighthawk was only slightly injured, because of his old age and carrying Yu Xian on his back, even with the blessing of Yanhui's speed, the speed of escape was still extremely limited.

As for the Gotha duck, because of being paralyzed, the speed has plummeted. However, with its excellent paddling fighting posture, it was able to slowly close the distance between it and the owl Nighthawk. The blue shadow claws on those claws are even more condensed. Just to catch up with the two, it's a move of the Shadow Claw that results in the two.

The owl's nightjar grew heavier and heavier, and flew lower and lower, and on several occasions it almost hit the trunk of a tree. The situation was further exacerbated by the pouring rain that soaked all over his body.

It's almost time to get to Tree Village, so you have to hold on.

The owl nighthawk secretly cheered himself up, and glanced behind him, where it was Yu Xian, who had passed out from exhaustion. It no longer has its own life on its shoulders, but the fate of the entire abandoned forest.

It's here!

The owl nighthawk looked at the familiar scenery in front of him and was overjoyed. After all, it was still boiled around the tree village, and now he could stop the pioneers.

"Humph! Do you think you're the only one who will return? ”

A cold word came from behind him, followed by a monstrous killing intent. The little joy that the owl nighthawk had just had was replaced by astonishment, and just as he was about to turn around to meet the enemy, a low voice came from his body.

The sound was soft, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

"Trust me, keep running."

In just six words, the owl Nighthawk no longer had any scruples to completely hand over his back to Yu Xian, just like the original scene, a sentence of trust runs throughout.

"Torrent of water!"

"Hold on!"

"Shadowclaw!"

"Hold on!"

"Water cannon!"

"Hold on!"

......

Countless moves exploded in the middle of Gotha Duck and Yu Xian, but no matter what skill Gotha Duck used, they were all blocked by Yu Xian with one move. The Gotha Duck's forehead was bruised, and his voice was even more hoarse and sharp because of anger.

"Damn garbage, give me obedient death!"

Another blow to the shadow claw slammed down, and Yu Xian raised his fins again and put on a defensive posture.

Blocked! Blocked again! How is this possible? Is this guy's defense 100% successful?

The Gotha Duck was furious, abandoning all of his powerful moves in favor of the most efficient of frenzied grapples. Under the white light, the flying grasp brought an afterimage.

"Boom!"

An explosion rang out, and a white smoke screen completely covered the three of them.

The smoke screen dissipated, and the Gotha duck stood in the rain, and even it, under the high-intensity pursuit, began to pant.

Yu Xian had passed out, but his posture still maintained a posture of guarding, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously opened and closed, as if repeating the word "hold".

"That's enough, get some rest, and leave it to me."

The owl nighthawk looked at the haggard Yu Xian, and felt distressed. But more than that, it's pride, and it does it. It made itself believe in it, and it succeeded in maintaining that trust.

The owl nightjar patted lightly on Yu Xian's fins, Yu Xian seemed to understand the meaning of the owl nightjar, the taut fins relaxed, and then with a smile, he fell asleep.

"It's too late for you to leave."

The owl nighthawk calmly looked at the Gotha duck opposite, but the anger in his tone could not be concealed.

"Let's go? Hehe, joke. If I don't kill this garbage today, do you think I still have the face to continue to stay by the king's side? ”

"Then there's nothing to say, I hope you do it yourself."

Nighthawk withdrew his gaze and never looked at the Gotha duck again, his eyes closed, and the crown of his forehead shining brightly. Ripples rippled out of the crown and spread throughout the tree village.

Gradually, the originally peaceful tree village seemed to begin to breathe. In between breaths, the trees and flowers shook, the water began to boil, and the ground began to shake. The elves all crawled to the ground with reverent faces, trembling.

"It's... This is the voice left by the first king. ”

"You... You are crazy! You used the ancient roar of the first king against me? ”

"Stop, stop. I am the king's forerunner! He is the king's most trusted confidant! You're going to completely tear your face with Lord Shuiling! ”

The Gotha Duck trembled, it never thought that the owl Nighthawk would use Tree Village's last hole card in this situation.

The roar of the first king is said to have been left behind by the first king when he left the abandoned forest. It was sealed by the four kings of the original with mental power, and later as long as anyone who could get the approval of the first king to become the head of Shangshu Village, he could mobilize this power and use it to expel the incoming enemies.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the original howl has become weaker and weaker, and it has become the last time it has been passed on to the generation of owl nighthawks. Many elves know this, but even if they are as powerful as the Four Kings, they have never had the idea of trying this last roar.

Today, however, the enemy of this roar turned out to be only the forerunner of a king like the Gotha Duck.

"Damn! If you want to kill me, I won't make it easy for you! ”

The Gotha Duck's eyes were full of hideousness, the momentum of the whole body was completely mobilized, and the flames of the Shadow Claw soared several times, even exceeding the size of the Gotha Duck.

"Die!"

The huge shadow claw swung down towards the owl nighthawk, but the owl nighthawk did not dodge, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a sneer.

"I don't know."

"Roar!"

The king roared, and all things surrendered.

Under that threat, the elven attacks of the entire abandoned forest were all cut to a minimum, and the rain clouds in the sky were shattered. The Gotha Duck's shadow claws were completely shattered by the shock and turned into dust.

"Roar!"

A second roar followed.

This time, the object of the roar was directed at the Gotha duck.

The Gotha Duck didn't even say a word before it was blown upside down, the blood burst from his body at the first time, and the originally sharp nails were even broken and embedded in the mountain wall, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.