What these hunters and cat-people have in common is that the weapons they hold in their hands are hunting flutes, a strange weapon called a flute that is actually a sledgehammer, but can still play into tunes. ⊙ Topline Novel,

Just now, when the other hunters were beating the Wind Flying Dragon, they stood in place and played the hunting flute, brushing several buffs for their teammates.

I won't say much about the score here, but the effects of these buffs are - attack power enhancement [small] (attack power increases by 10%), body lì increase [small] (increases body lì limit), defense strengthens [small] (strengthens the defense of equipment, increases defense by 10%), and wind pressure is invalid (wind pressure and dragon wind pressure are invalid) that have been played twice.

Obviously, just now, a group of hunters were able to accept the baptism of the wind with the intensity of a typhoon very calmly, relying on the last effect. It's just that the storm just now was too powerful, and even with the bonus of the hunting flute buff, they still couldn't completely ignore the impact of the wind, and they were blown aside after all.

Bai Xiaoqiu looked at the colorful aura surrounding his body, and couldn't help but start complaining again: "Hehe, 'There is no mysterious power such as magic fighting qi in this world, only beast blood tattoos', right?" With a sneer, he repeated the setting described in the first few chapters of a certain cosmic will, "Then you meow and explain to me that as soon as Mao and their side play the flute, all of us are like chicken blood, and even the special wind can offset it?!! "Although he knew that there was a weapon like the hunting flute in the game, and he himself had even used it a few times, but after experiencing the buff effect of the hunting flute. He still couldn't help but squirt.

Well, this thing is neither scientific nor magical. If you want to be a metaphor, it's more like the setting of the soul singer in a novel with the Pyg people as the protagonist, anyway, there are not many people on the earth who can add blood buffs to others just by singing, uh, okay, okay. Except for Yang Mi and Justin Bieber

In any case, the effect of this [wind pressure ineffectiveness] is still very powerful. Although it can't make everyone completely ignore the influence of the wind, and the wind pillar is even less effective in the face of direct attacks, it can prevent the hunters from getting a little close to the wind dragon and being blown by its wind wall.

Bai Xiaoqiu naturally didn't waste the short duration of [Wind Pressure Invalid] (the buff of the hunting flute has a duration), he raised his knife and stepped up, the blade flashed with a blood-red light representing the soul of the weapon, while resisting the power of the wind wall, while leaving scars on the wings of the Wind Flying Dragon. Although he knew the horror of the extremely threatening enemy in front of him, it was in such a battle. As a member of the team, he has to do his best to die and the reason is there, if the entire team is wiped out because of his own inaction, then not to mention anything else, the guilt and self-blame alone are enough to crush Bai Xiaoqiu.

The other hunters obviously understood this truth, and even for them, it was more important for them to destroy this demon beast and keep their village safe than their own lives, so at this time, they all rushed forward and attacked as much as they could.

And Feng Xianglong is worthy of being an old and refined character, it looks at the number of opponents, and all of them are extraordinary. Immediately knew that he would not be able to please himself if he fought on the ground, so the giant wings fanned, and the whole person (dragon) rose into the air again, and at the same time, a column of wind that was so thick that it was almost substantial condensed in his chest and mouth. Looks like I'm going to take a hard shot.

At this moment, Hua Guhu, who had been watching the whole battle, suddenly opened his mouth and ordered: "Everyone disperse, and the No. 1 trap of the air is activated!" ”

His rather modern instructions had just been given. Everyone immediately dispersed, and at the same time, four bald heads rushed out of the crowd. I mean, the muscles of the big men are almost bursting with armor, and they are all two meters two or three. Turn off the lights, stay away, and look like O'Neal, the kind of character who gets dark when you walk in front of him.

After they rushed out of the crowd, they didn't stop, they ran directly to the set of iron chains buried before, and one by one they pulled out the iron chains, shook the end of the shackles, and hit the four claws of the wind dragon with great precision.

This is exactly the [excavator-level special shackles for ancient dragons] developed by Lu, Haikong and the dark (Bai Xiaoqiu: This huge and incomparably long name is just making up the number of words, right?!) And what the hell is the excavator level?!! Once it is put on, it is difficult to break free. Moreover, the length and burial location of these four iron chains have been calculated by Bai Xiaoqiu, no matter which direction Feng Xianglong exerts force, he will be held by an iron chain, and the flight height is also limited to about half a meter, which cannot be improved.

Feng Xianglong struggled desperately, trying to pull the entire iron chain out of the ground, but these four iron chains were too deeply buried, and the part in the ground had been specially reinforced, not to mention Feng Xianglong, even if you let Popeye eat the spinach and then pull this thing, it would take him a long time

So another burst of brick slingering screwdrivers pasted on Feng Xianglong's face, and if Feng Xianglong couldn't break free all the time, then it would probably be killed alive today.

This is the opportunity to hang the opponent Bai Xiaoqiu likes it the most, he is in full swing, and the soul shadow of any weapon is all liberated, and the sword in his hand is as colorful as a glow stick, and it is another stab at the wings of the wind flying dragon.

After about ten seconds, Feng Xianglong's body had become bloody. It also understood that it would be difficult for it to break free from the chains by brute force, at least by the time it broke free, it would probably have been beaten to death, so it gritted its teeth and made the decision to break the wrist of a strong man.

I saw that it suddenly used force, grabbed the claw of its left forelimb and tightened it into a spindle shape, and then pulled the claw out of the shackles despite the distortion and deformation of the bones.

You know, its claws are not only thicker than the wrist (let's call it the wrist), but also the position of the fingers are sickle-like nails, so that the hard pull out not only dislocated its bones and broken, rubbed off a large piece of skin, and even pierced all the nails into the palm, the pain is definitely higher than the [thumb dislocation method] of human beings breaking free from the handcuffs. (To be continued......)