On the field, Long Jingtian stopped because he saw the flames on the other party's body extinguished.

Not good!

Yuelun's face instantly became difficult to look at, and she only now understood that the other party also had a war of attrition in her heart, and now it seemed that she had lost.

There is still some spiritual power left in her body, and she can support three or four small spells, but if it is a big move, she can't do it at all.

Long Jingtian stood firm, without the slightest hesitation, and chased back directly towards the moon wheel.

In ten minutes, the dragon-shattering dragon effect became more and more intense, and the distance between the two of them was originally more than ten meters, and he arrived in front of the other party in an instant.

Without any idea of pity and pity, the dragon shook the right finger and threw it directly at the other party's face.

The moon wheel dodged, but the speed of the other party was unimaginable, and five faint fine marks were drawn on her originally flawless and beautiful face, and red blood droplets oozed out.

She didn't have the mood or time to pay attention to her face because the next wave of the opponent's attack had arrived.

After the dragon shook the tiger with his right finger, with the inertia of speed and his own weight, he turned around and kicked sideways, his calf was like a whip, he threw through the air, made a whistling sound, and directly kicked the moon wheel five meters away.

"Tsk, Long Daoyou is too ruthless. Mo Fan had some sympathy for the moon wheel.

What a good girl, she can do it, although he has also defeated the other party, but he didn't embarrass the opponent much, it is all the rhythm of direct killing.

"Dragon senior. Mo Fan suddenly thought of a question.

"What's wrong?" Uncle Long replied with his arms in his arms, his eyes never left the dynamics on the field, Long shocked the sky all the way to the moon ring, and the other party could only run away.

"Do you think you won't be able to hold your grandson in the future?" asked Mo Fan.

Uncle Long: "......"

Mo Fan continued: "You see, Long Daoyou is a martial arts idiot ascetic, and the time is arranged to death, and on the field, although there is nothing wrong with being ruthless to the opponent, I feel that it will be too ...... to match such a good-looking girl and directly scratch the other party."

Mo Fan didn't say the latter words, but Senior Long probably knew what he meant.

These words seemed to speak to his heart, and Senior Long not only did not get angry, but sighed and said: "Mo Fan! I have known about this matter for a long time, so I want you to take him out for a walk and socialize in society, otherwise I am afraid that it will be impossible for me to hold my grandson in this life." ”

Mo Fan: "......"

He nodded silently and didn't talk about it again.

Attention turned to the field again, at this time Long Jingtian had already occupied an absolute advantage, although it was said that he was chasing the girl and beating, but the atmosphere of the whole scene was mobilized by the noise of the audience.

Yuelun was originally a proud royal sister with a cold appearance and a sexy figure, but under the crazy pursuit of the dragon, the power suit was torn open a lot of small holes, arms, shoulders, and waists were torn apart by the finger tiger, fortunately, she also wore a defensive suit inside, and it was still not enough to go naked and on her hands, but she was embarrassed a lot.

As for the dragon, the clothes on his body were also torn, cut by the double blades of the moon wheel, and the strong body with dragon scales loomed after the dragon was transformed.

He was very depressed, his strength was so strong, why couldn't he kill the other party in seconds?

Long Jingtian has been silently counting the countdown in his heart since he opened the dragon, and now there are still twenty minutes before half an hour, which is still plenty of time, he can still grind slowly with the other party, anyway, the longer the time drags on, the smaller the opponent's chances of winning become.

At this time, Yuelun was still holding the double blade to stay vigilant, and she was even more depressed than the other party in her heart, because she was deeply aware that with the passage of time, the other party's strength had been strengthening, whether it was speed or strength, she began to be a little unable to deal with it.

She actually has another idea in her heart, this idea is very risky, that is, drag!

Drag your spiritual power to the point where you can recover to ignite the spiritual fire, and then release it when the other party touches you, infecting the past, although that can't fix the other party, but it can also cause damage to the negative state, leaving more time for yourself.

The reason why this plan is very risky is for no other reason, with the dragon shocking sky, which continues to grow stronger with time, Yuelun feels that he wants to drag it out until that time, and the difficulty is to imagine.

According to her own estimates, it will become more and more difficult to recover her spiritual power in battle, and it will take ten minutes to recover her spiritual power, and it will take nearly twenty minutes before she can ignite the spiritual fire.

Both sides had their own calculations, and they both waited for the most critical moment of the half-hour game.

The dragon then launched a fierce attack, but compared to before, he was finally no longer limited to physical arts, but also equipped with spells.

Under the fierce attack of punches and kicks, Moon Wheel also had to be cautious about the small tricks that hindered the senses that appeared at all times.

"The moon wheel is so strong!" Qian Yuxi said: "To be honest, if it were me, without spiritual power, if I want to resist such a fierce attack, I really can't tell if I will lose!"

Mo Fan touched his nose in embarrassment, although he also felt that the two sides on the field were very interesting, but no matter who he substituted himself into, he didn't have that hearty feeling.

Oh yes, the dragon's shocking physical skills are still possible, but they are still not as strong as themselves.

Xiao Qi, who was often silent, spoke, and she asked Uncle Long, "Senior, why doesn't he practice magic?"

When she said about him, she was referring to the dragon.

This question is indeed quite meaningful to answer, with a person like Long Jingtian who dares to endure hardships and cultivates with a stuffy head, if he cultivates the technique, he should be stronger.

When this question was asked, Uncle Long's face showed a touch of grief and indignation, he slowly exhaled a breath, and said simply: "This child's mother was killed by the evil cultivator's magic. ”

Everyone stopped talking, and the reason why Long Jingtian didn't like to use magic was because he was prone to recalling painful memories.

They are very embarrassed in the audience, and Narcissus who is a peripheral member is even more embarrassed, the reason why she is here is to brush up on her presence in front of the eldest sister, why does this always fall into an inexplicable atmosphere?

On the field, the game has entered the second half, and the identities of the two have been reversed from the identities at the beginning, before the little fire man chased the little dragon man, and now the little dragon man chased the little fire man, to be precise, it was the little dragon man who teased the little red man, because the fire on the moon wheel was gone, and there was that the dragon was only a few steps away from catching up with the moon wheel, and it was easy to catch up.

may be the reason for the bad taste, Long Jingtian has been keeping a certain distance behind the moon wheel, as if chasing his revenge before revenge.

(End of chapter)