The instantaneous change of direction put Wu Zhijiang in danger, and he swung his knife at the back of the corpse dragon regardless of his own danger, but at the same time, his entire body was also defenselessly exposed to another corpse dragon.

The powerful sword qi slashed, instantly enveloping the corpse dragon that was about to leave, of course the other party could not let him slash so easily, only to see the corpse dragon quickly turn around, move sideways and wave his palm, and block Wu Zhijiang's heavy blow.

At the same time, Wu Zhijiang only felt a pain in his back and back, a tearing pain came, and then his entire body was vigorously bombarded, and he flew forward past the reluctant corpse dragon.

Before he landed, Wu Zhijiang knew that his waist, which was not protected by a battle suit, was definitely torn off by the other party, and the pain of the fire was painful, and Wu Zhijiang could feel the blood flowing out, seeping and wetting the waist of his pants.

The powerful force, mixed with the pain in his waist, made Wu Zhijiang stumble to the ground, and he almost stood unsteadily, but at this time, he didn't have time to think about the pain, and the two corpse dragons in his back had already killed again.

Fortunately, at this time, he had returned to the narrow and honest surface, not in the swamp, and it didn't have time to take care of the reflexive bounce, the war knife in his hand slashed horizontally, the war knife danced wildly, splashed the wind, and protected himself tightly, and then the war knife rose again to break the air and kill the two corpse dragons.

The fierce battle began again, and the blood stains slowly dripped and stained the small ground red, adding another layer of red mixed with fishy smell to the original scarlet creeper.

The bloody mist made the whole space exude a strong smell of misery, although there were no mountains of corpses here, and there was no tragic scene of killing, but it didn't matter if it was Wang Pengfei. It's still Wu Zhijiang, and there is no good fleshy body on his body at this time. It still makes people know the ferocity of the battle.

Wu Zhijiang was still trying his best to deal with the two corpse dragons, trapping them within his own battle range. And Wang Pengfei is not comfortable, and the corpse dragon who also dominates the first order is not so easy to kill.

In order to kill the other party and relieve Wu Zhijiang's pressure as soon as possible, Wang Pengfei also kept hitting the opponent with heavy moves, and even used the method of exchanging injuries for injuries to achieve his goal.

But that's it, the corpse dragon on the opposite side still stood there unyieldingly, which made Wang Pengfei a little helpless, so he had to keep forcibly using big moves to greet the other party.

A large area stained red with blood. Even the mist miasma had already dodged and retreated, but he could still see the battle between the two and the three beasts jumping and moving there.

From time to time, the shouts of human voices, the roar of corpse dragons, and the collision of the two sides, the roar, the slashing of knives, the whirlwind of the claws, and the whistling of claws were mixed in this swamp. It's particularly harsh.

There was a loud bang, and a sound of landing after a heavy blow came, and I saw that one of the front legs of the corpse dragon in front of Wang Pengfei fell to the ground unsteadily after being hit hard. There was a heavy sound of landing.

This is the twelfth time that Wang Pengfei has hit this front leg of the corpse dragon, and he has swung the copper mace twelve times in a row to hit the same part, and it has finally had an effect. But Wang Pengfei was also injured, and many places were bombarded again regardless of the cost. Hurt again.

But fortunately, this corpse dragon finally lost its ability to move. The remaining three legs were not enough to withstand the movement of its massive body.

Seeing the other party fall to the ground, Wang Pengfei didn't dare to take it, and the copper mace in his hand danced continuously, constantly swinging and falling, while dodging the bite of the corpse dragon raising his head and waving the ambush resistance of another beast claw, while letting the copper mace try his best to fall in the same position.

The copper mace in Wang Pengfei's hand is not an ordinary brass casting, but a rare red gold blood copper, the color is not much different from brass, it is also red and yellow, and the body is shiny.

But this kind of thing is only found on hot stars, and after the high-temperature fire of the stars, it can be tempered thousands of times, and a piece can be obtained is also left over from the explosion of the star, so it is very rare, just the two feet long one in Wang Pengfei's hand, it weighs more than 300 catties.

And at this time, the more than 300 catties of red gold and blood copper, under Wang Pengfei's full force, fell on the forehead of the corpse dragon again and again, and each blow was no less than a thousand catties, and the corpse dragon also screamed.

Finally, after Wang Pengfei contacted and volleyed dozens or hundreds of times, the corpse dragon was a little dazed and weak, and some couldn't react.

The movement of the claws was noticeably slow, and the bite of the mouth was even weaker, and from time to time there were bursts of wails from the mouth and snort.

Wang Pengfei knew that the victory was in front of him, he paid for many injuries on his body, and even his head was almost slapped off by the other party again, and at this time, half of his ears still fell off, such a price now seems to have not been in vain, the corpse dragon was finally defeated without him at any cost, and he was dying at this time.

In this case, Wang Pengfei did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and the copper wedge in his hand waved faster and more urgently, only to hear a bang and fall on the opponent's head.

After reaching the most pulp, even that forehead was beaten to pieces by Wang Pengfei, smashed and smashed, and it was out of shape, and the corpse dragon also had more breath and less breath, and even the wailing was weak, and it took a long time to make a sound.

Finally, the corpse dragon's breath was completely gone, and his vitality was lost, Wang Pengfei also stopped waving the copper mace, and the corpse dragon had been killed by life and death, lying there without moving.

At this time, Wu Zhijiang's situation was also precarious, and when he was on the verge of life and death, two powerful corpse dragons comparable to fighting hegemons were indeed something he could deal with from time to time.

Even if he was wandering, he barely coped with it, and there was no one on his body intact, and even a piece of flesh and blood fell off his face, looking as terrifying and hateful as a corpse.

Fortunately, the corpse dragon's claws only tore off a piece of flesh and blood on the face, and did not hurt important parts such as the forehead bone or eyes, which can be regarded as a blessing.

Wang Pengfei also knew that Wu Zhijiang's situation was critical, and when he was fighting, he still kept paying attention to Wu Zhijiang, the distance between the two sides was originally close, and he couldn't pay attention to it if he wanted to, plus he was afraid that Wu Zhijiang would be difficult to contend with, and some of his thoughts were also on the other party.

This is a corpse dragon that has finally been killed, and Wang Pengfei is not in the past, regardless of the bloodstained scars on his body, he smashes into a corpse dragon.

Wu Zhijiang, you hold on for a while, after I kill this corpse dragon, I will come to help you immediately, Wang Pengfei touched the blood stains in front of him, and his arm kept pumping towards the corpse dragon.

Seniors be careful, I can still deal with this, now there is only one corpse dragon left, and it will be a hundred times more lightly injured, you be careful, don't get hurt again, otherwise after the corpse dragon is killed, there are other dangers, and it is just as dangerous.

Well, I know that you don't have to worry about me, protect yourself, I don't think you're comfortable, and the injuries on this body are not less than mine, be careful, don't get hurt again, as long as there are more than ten or twenty minutes, we can join forces to kill this corpse dragon.

Okay, senior, I'll be careful, you don't have to be too anxious, this is the left, I can hold on a little longer, you don't have to be as anxious as before, there is no need to exchange injuries for injuries.

Wang Pengfei also knew that what Wu Zhijiang said was reasonable, nodded in agreement, and concentrated on dealing with the corpse dragon in front of him.

At this time, the corpse dragon saw the life and death of his companions, and became even more irritable and ferocious, completely disregarding his life, and attacked by all means such as biting, impacting, dancing claws, palm slapping, and horn picking.

The completely desperate attack made Wang Pengfei and Wu Zhijiang have to temporarily avoid their edges and let them roar and vent, and the powerful corpse dragon made Wu Zhijiang feel a kind of pressure that was difficult to get close to.

The two of them each dealt with a corpse dragon, each occupying a small piece of territory, and started a battle with the corpse dragon, although Wang Pengfei was injured in the previous battle, Wu Zhijiang also paid a lot of price.

But the remaining two corpse dragons were also uncomfortable, and their bodies were first hit hard by Wang Pengfei's red gold blood copper and copper mace, leaving pieces of scars and rotten flesh, and then they were slashed by Wu Zhijiang's crab tooth war knife, leaving deep scars that could be seen in the bones.

The wounds, which were often more than a foot long, were mostly broken and cut into the flesh, and even the bones were exposed, and the tumbling flesh looked red and white, which was numb.

On this basis, both Wang Pengfei and Wu Zhijiang not only did not feel the advantage of killing the corpse dragon, but felt that it was even more difficult to train the ferocious.

The lifeless attack made it difficult for both of them to deal with, and avoiding its edge became a temporary choice for the two, but fortunately, after a period of time, the corpse dragon didn't know whether it was exhausted, or if it was exhausted, and it didn't have the momentum to start.

Wu Zhijiang and Wang Pengfei were the opposite, attacking more sharply, one with a sword, the other with a knife, constantly bombarding and slashing at the corpse dragon, bringing them harm. (To be continued......)