The little beast beast and the palace pivot both stood in front of Zheng Qingyue, resisting most of the damage for her.

This Fang Tian is furious, and there are still those who flee in the early stage, and it is life and death in the back.

The last thirty seconds of residual anger are not the power of residual anger, but the purest and fiercest anger.

Bang ——!!!

Gong Shu was shot hard and flew out, smashing into a forest that had just been turned into rotten wood, and I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

"Squeak——!

Another fury slammed into it, and the little beast squeaked in pain.

It had bloody wounds on both arms, and its once clean hair was bloody.

The fury was about to break off both of its arms, but the road under its feet was untouched.

Its feet were firmly clasped to the ground, and it had sunk several feet into the ground.

It has been wounded, but it has not thought of retreating, because behind it is the person it can protect with his life.

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

More fury came at it, and there was no place for the little beast that was unscarred except for its back.

is obviously a huge figure, in Zheng Qingyue's eyes, it is such a small one, or the little guy who loves to get into her arms to keep warm.

After the rage, it straightened its unbent back, and the road beneath its feet deepened.

Zheng Qingyue, who was protected by it, was already wet and red, and the hand holding the sword was trembling.

"Giggles" the laughter of the fire elephant rang out.

"Suffer death——!

The earth-shattering blow of the Flying Fire Elephant smashed into the little beast beast and Zheng Qingyue.

The little beast beast and Zheng Qingyue flew out upside down like a dilapidated rotten wood suddenly blown away by a strong wind.

Bang——!

Bang——!

Bang——!

The rows of trees behind him were directly broken from the middle, and Zheng Qingyue, who was in pain, was about to lose consciousness in his entire back.

And that's not all, the Flying Fire Elephant's hammer of wrath has already followed.

"Squeak!"

The little beast clung the soles of its feet to the ground to stop itself.

However, the deep and long traces pulled out of the ground did not stop it much, but the next round of attacks of the Spitfire Elephant came.

"Ahh Yikes! Yikes! ”

"Final Blow——!

The Spitfire elephant waits for the final victory as a victor.

The light of the hammer dimmed the surroundings.

Zheng Qingyue and the little beast beast were surrounded in the light, white and vast, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

"Ahem!" The palace pivot, who had just crawled out of the ruins, saw this cruel scene as soon as he came out.

A despair from the heart spread from the bottom of my heart to the limbs.

"Ah——!!!h

Gong Shu's unwilling scream.

"Ahh Yikes! Yikes! It's ridiculous."

Ignoring the insignificant shouts to it, the Spitfire Elephant walked towards the place where Zheng Qingyue was.

The white light had faded, and it was going to hang the bodies of the two hateful creatures on the tree as a sign of its prestige.

The Spitfire smirked and paced, accepting its victory.

But, is it really the winner?

The fading white light was a little blurry like a ghost, but it was white and dazzling.

The blinding white light never subsided, so I couldn't see what was going on at all.

I couldn't see clearly, but as a great god-level flying fire sign, my intuition made me stop.

Raise your claws in front of your forehead, squinting at the white light.

"Fang Tian's Fury ——!"

By the time it saw the white light, it was too late.

"Poof——!

It also flew out upside down, but this time it flew out into a flying fire elephant.

Moreover, it is more important and accurate than the attack power of the last time, and sparing no effort to target the Flying Fire Sign.

"Boom!".

The Spitfire encountered it, the heaviest, the worst, and the last blow.