Zhang Yishan had already run to the position, kicked the rock wall with both feet, got up and jumped, and his body swept over the top of the white dragon's head. With a burst of shouts, a ball condensed by blood-colored fighting qi formed in front of his chest, and with a swing of the spear, the condensed balloon of blood-colored fighting qi hit the white dragon.

This bucket balloon is not large, but it is surrounded by blood-colored light, and it is difficult to deal with at a glance. After Zhang Yishan hit this one, his breath also dropped greatly. But for the white dragon, this energy ball flew too slowly, far less difficult to deal with than Ling Xingyue's fireball, and when this slow bucket balloon flew to the position above his head, the white dragon suddenly raised his head and spewed out a piece of ice breath, freezing the bucket balloon.

It's a pity that Bai Long doesn't know enough about Zhang Yishan, although he and Zhao Jinlong are taking the berserker route, but in the battle, they are as careful as a hair, both of them know that their attack power, if they attack Bai Long directly, the damage they can cause will be very limited, here, only Ling Xingyue can give Bai Long a fatal blow, Zhang Yishan's move is completely a false move. But what is implied is a powerful attack.

The bucket balloon was touched by the ice breath, and it suddenly burst open, and countless short needles formed by the bucket breath, with the round ball as the center, exploded directly, and the short needles in the sky were unavoidable and unavoidable, and they erupted according to the white dragon.

The white dragon didn't expect that there would be such a trick, the huge colored body, if you want to fly, it's too late, you can only use the body to follow, fortunately, this short needle can't all pass through the dragon scales of the white dragon, but this short needle is to cover the vision, and second, to be able to nail through the dragon scales, it is very painful, and the short needle for the head will also explode later, and the white dragon is very embarrassed for a while.

This lack of actual combat experience should be one of Bailong's biggest weaknesses, in the battle, Zhang Yishan and Zhao Jinlong, even if they were cut off by the enemy's arm, their attention would still be on the enemy, but Bailong was attacked like this, and his attention was distracted all of a sudden, and he tried his best to avoid the actions of the fighting qi needle, forming a huge flaw in his body.

And this kind of flaw is the opportunity created by Zhang Yishan for Ling Xingyue, Zhang Yishan's full strength can't reduce the threat of the white dragon, but the two people who are experienced on the battlefield know what they should do in order to maximize the results of this battle.

What Ling Xingyue was waiting for was such an opportunity, first he covered for Zhang Yishan, so that Zhang Yishan could have the opportunity to use his fighting spirit at close range, but Zhang Yishan's attack, the focus was not on the lethal results, but on creating an opportunity for Ling Xingyue, it was a cover for Ling Xingyue, the head and tail of the white dragon could not take care of each other, this time, Ling Xingyue's opportunity came, the entire long knife instantly ignited a blue demonic flame, six runes, lit up in turn, the figure flickered, the rock under his feet instantly shattered into a spider pattern, and the figure carried a shock waveand disappear in place.

The white dragon is shaking its head and tail, getting rid of the effect of the fighting qi needle, and the explosions on its head have not been able to hurt a single scale, but it has a lot of headaches, and after this blow, the white dragon contains a huge ice storm in his mouth, and he plans to freeze Zhang Yishan, whose breath has dropped after a blow, into an ice sculpture, and add a tail to send it back to the west.

But at this moment, the white dragon suddenly felt a trembling in his heart, it was a kind of horror from instinct, that is, when he knew that he was going to die, when he saw that he was going to die, the kind of shouting that his body instinctively shouted at the brain, a moment of fear, and even made the white dragon have a paralyzed feeling, "not good" The white dragon said to himself in the air, but his body could no longer catch up with his own spirit. 000 Literature

Seeing a small dot, from far to near, a blue demonic flame was in front of him, running between his eyes, slamming in, the white dragon had already felt the position where he was about to be stabbed, the fire-like pain, instinctively screaming desperately, "Get out of the way, get out of the way." But the body seemed to fall into a state of immobility, and I could only watch as the person, the knife, approached little by little, there was no way, and it was too late for anything.

"Stop," just when Ling Xingyue's long knife had reached the position of the dragon's head, and was about to slash down the white dragon with one sword, a female voice sounded throughout the cave, and in the process of Ling Xingyue's movement, he peeked and saw that the woman in battle armor had already occupied it, and a dagger was against Zhao Jinlong's neck, and blood was already flowing down,

Ling Xingyue turned over, his move changed, the long knife was nailed to the top of the white dragon's head, holding the knife in one hand and pulling the dragon's horn with the other, the demon flame on the knife was hidden and burning on the blade. Standing on the neck of the white dragon with both feet, one dragon and three people, forming a confrontational situation.

Zhang Yishan landed and saw that Zhao Jinlong was still subject to the other party, and with one move of the spear, he was about to attack, but the woman in the battle armor was very alert, and immediately pulled Zhao Jinlong to cover, "Don't move, I want his life if you move." Zhang Yishan had no choice but to stop what he was doing. Only shouted "Wooden Dragon, how are you?" ”

"Boss, it's okay, it's just that my body can't move, the boat capsized in the gutter, bad luck, bad luck"

Ling Xingyue stood on the white dragon, maintaining that she could kill the white dragon with a knife at any time, and also opened her mouth, "Girl, in order to save you, we are right with this white dragon, you are not very particular about this, it is not a good habit to take revenge." ”

"Do we need you to save us? As long as you don't come to bother and save us, what can you do to save us? ”

"We??" "That's right," he said, lifting off the helmet of the armor, revealing a pair of crystal dragon horns, "We are the White Dragon Clan. ”

At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded, and the woman was also a dragon?? Who the fuck is this reasoning with? What are you doing, fairy jumping? The woman's arm was strengthened, "Let go of that dragon," Ling Xingyue was silent, "You let go of our people first," "I'll let you let go of it." "Zhao Jinlong's body, a stream of blood, has already gone down. Zhang Yishan's eyes widened, watching his brother being held hostage by others like this. Ling Xingyue didn't have a trace of expression on his face, but there was suddenly a ball of demonic flame in his hand, and one burned on the white dragon's body, the white dragon let out a shocking roar, and then the four sword lights lit up, and the white dragon's limbs, along with the four sword rays, were all cut down, and the white dragon fell into the dust from mid-air, letting out a miserable scream.

The expression on Ling Xingyue's face remained unchanged, "Move my brother again, I'll let you see what life is better than death, I skinned it alive little by little" "You ,,,,"