Jun Lin has not moved before, not because he is lazy or avoids the war. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is because he has been bitten by many young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect before, and Jun Lin feels that every time he is bitten, it is equivalent to being hit by a blood thunder poison. After being bitten so much, Jun Lin couldn't stand up at all, so he could only lie quietly on the ground and frantically run the Yuan Force in his body to resist and detoxify.

Due to the large amount of poison, Jun Lin did not recover after the training of recruits to annihilate all the young disciples of the Blood Thunder Sect. But fortunately, I finally caught up at the most critical moment.

Nailing the scythe firmly to the back of the blood-red dragon, Junlin half-crouched, his right hand clenched the handle of the scythe, and his left hand clenched into a fist and began to bombard the blood-red dragon's back.

Every time Jun Lin threw a punch, it would beat the blood-red dragon to the ground, and the flesh and blood flew all over the place. Of course, this is also because the back of the blood-red dragon has some dragon scales and some flesh, and Jun Lin's fist is all on the flesh and blood that is not protected by dragon scales. But the strange thing is that the back of the blood-red dragon quickly grew new flesh and blood after being beaten open by Jun Lin, which looked a little disgusting.

But even if it was able to recover quickly and was punched into the flesh by Jun Lin's constant and real sense, the blood-red dragon still couldn't help but move more wildly in pain, and rose even faster, flying into the thick blood-colored thundercloud above.

"Roar~!"

Flying into the thunderclouds, the blood-red dragon let out a hideous roar, echoing like thunder, shaking Jun Lin's ears. And in this dark red thundercloud, Jun Lin's vision was also obviously obstructed.

Although his vision and hearing were affected, Jun Lin could still feel that the blood-red dragon's flight had significantly stabilized. However, in the next moment, a huge dragon claw suddenly passed through the thunderclouds and grabbed straight towards Junlin.

This grasp was extremely sudden, so that Jun Lin did not have much reaction time at all, but Jun Lin's reaction speed was even more amazing, and the pitch-black scythe that pierced the back of the blood-red dragon disappeared in an instant, and Jun Lin directly avoided that claw with a backflip.

However, with Jun Lin's backflip, Jun Lin who fell again was no longer on the back of the open dragon, but on the tail of the dragon. It's hard to balance on the dragon's tail, and the foothold is not large, but it also has the advantage of not being caught anymore on the tail. The pitch-black scythe reappeared in Jun Lin's hand, and Jun Lin crouched on the dragon's tail and firmly inserted the giant scythe into the dragon's tail as an ice axe.

After stabilizing his figure, Jun Lin resolutely gritted his teeth and slowly stood up after thinking for a while. If you just stay on the dragon's tail, it's useless, you want to slay the dragon and make sure that other comrades don't suffer casualties. If it can't manage it on its own, then it will go back to other comrades.

Due to the obstruction of his vision, Jun Lin was unable to seize the opportunity to throw out the giant scythe in the air as before, and relied on this way to reach the blood-red dragon. Therefore, Jun Lin wants to estimate that the idea of jumping off the dragon's tail and finding an opportunity to jump on the dragon's head is naturally difficult to realize.

If you can't take a shortcut, you can only ... Faster, but more dangerous, paths. After making up his mind, Jun Lin fixed the pitch-black scythe again, and immediately jumped directly and jumped off the dragon's tail.

Losing his foothold, Jun Lin's figure instantly retreated. But in the next moment, a chain contraction sound suddenly sounded, and I saw Jun Lin's figure suddenly retreating in the wind, and the next moment it was like a marble on a slingshot that had been pulled down to the limit, and the whole person instantly catapulted forward.

With the help of the inertia generated by the flight of the blood-red dragon, Jun Lin followed the direction of the blood-red dragon's flight in a straight line, and when his body exceeded the pitch-black scythe nailed to the dragon's tail, Jun Lin instantly put away the pitch-black scythe and glided quickly against the blood-red dragon's body.

In the next second, a cold and resolute light flashed in Jun Lin's eyes. The pitch-black scythe reappears and stabs down!

"Thorn~!"

The inertia caused the pitch-black scythe to continue sliding forward after piercing into the flesh of the blood-red dragon, cutting a long wound on the blood-red dragon's body.

"Roar!!

At this moment, the blood-red dragon really let out a roar of mad rage. This time it was a real injury, and the intense pain made him unbearable, and he went berserk in an instant.

A long and narrow wound more than thirty meters long stretched from the back of the blood-red dragon to the neck, and Jun Lin also came to the back of the blood-red dragon's neck at this moment.

The Yuan Force in his body was running wildly, and a strange trace of black qi emerged from Jun Lin's body more rapidly in a crazy situation, and for the first time, there was a tendency to faintly spread outward.

Looking down at the dragon's neck under his feet with cold eyes, Jun Lin half-squatted down, holding the sickle handle with his right hand to fix his body, and then behind his left arm, he made a momentum of accumulation.

The pitch-black silk quickly condensed and compressed on Jun Lin's left fist, and the black qi became more and more condensed, and finally turned into a dazzling pitch-black glow. This pitch-black glow is like the sharpest edge in the world, so sharp that it seems to be able to cut through the light.

"Darkness, extinction. ”

In the next moment, the left fist wrapped in pitch-black light fell without any fancy simplicity. However, this simple and neat punch directly caused the body of the blood-red dragon to be obvious.

The black qi spread wildly in a furious manner, and under the influence of the pitch-black qi, the rapid regeneration of the blood-red dragon seemed to have lost its effect. A terrifying wound that almost pierced the neck of the blood-red dragon, separating its head showed no signs of healing under the influence of the pitch-black aura.

This time, the blood-red dragon could no longer roar like it had done before. Dark red blood spilled down like a waterfall, and its blood wings became weak to wave, and it fell straight down.

At this moment, the people on the outside of the battle, who could not see the specific battle situation clearly, and the training recruits on the inside of the battle, were shocked to see countless blood spilling from the thunderclouds in the sky.

Looking at the blood, you don't have to think about it to know that it must have come from the blood-red dragon. After all, one person can't let out that much blood.

The blood spilled from the sky shocked everyone, but then, when everyone present saw the blood-red dragon that was falling faster and faster in the form of a free fall, the audience fell silent instantly...

"Boom~!"

In the silence, the blood-red dragon finally slammed into the ground, producing a huge roar and countless flying stones and dust.

Seconds later, the dust fell. Everyone present was finally able to see the specific situation. It's just that when they see the scene in front of them clearly, the original silence has become a dead silence with a special flavor.

A figure, holding a giant scythe, stood proudly.

A blood-red dragon, at his feet, hysterical.

September 17, 5000