Chapter 181:

These blue-gray flying beasts look like dragons with no forelimbs.

Streamlined and huge, with a slender neck, a large shuttle-like head covered with hideous bone spurs, and white teeth like razors.

These obvious characteristics made Ron immediately know what kind of creatures these guys were.

"Betsy pterosaurs. ”

He stared blankly at the huge flying creatures flying in the sky towards him.

Based on the information he had seen in the Blade Forest, Ron knew that these wurms that lived in the Bitter Cold Peaks region generally preferred to hunt in groups.

Because of its own strength factor, the diet of the biped pterosaur is very broad, and in the extremely cold region, as long as it is alive and active, it is their food.

"Is this taking me as prey?"

Glancing at the restless two giant bears in front of the carriage, Ron paused, and stepped out of the carriage directly.

"Roar!!

Perhaps it was the sight of the figures rushing out of the carriage, and the few bipedal pterosaurs flying in front suddenly let out a piercing roar.

They flapped their wings and opened their mouths, and an ice-blue chill quickly crept through their mouths.

After a pause of two seconds, several icy breaths erupted directly from their mouths.

'Whew!!'

The ice-blue cold snap cut straight towards Ron as he ran.

However, in the face of the icy breath that quickly cut through, Ron jerked hard under his feet as if he already knew.

'Smack!'

With a muffled thud, the snow exploded beneath his feet.

With the power of the rebound, Ron smashed directly into the abdomen of one of the two-legged pterosaurs like a cannonball that shot into the sky.

'Bang!!'

"Roar!!vomit..."

The sudden attack sent the bipedal pterosaur spewing cold snaps abruptly.

The breath in the mouth was also forced to stop.

And below, Ron, who had just hit the bipedal pterodactyl, stretched out his hand and quickly grabbed the opponent's abdomen.

'Tear La!'

The blue-gray hard skin was directly pierced by his hand, and warm blood flowed down his arm at once.

Feeling as if he had pulled something inside the other party, Ron exerted a slight force, and the whole person shook fiercely, and then turned over to the back of the biped pterosaur.

The hurricane in flight blew through his shoulder-length hair, feeling the cold in the air.

Looking at the bipedal pterosaur that kept rolling and howling miserably under his feet, Ron took out the pitch-black long sword at his waist with a blank expression, and stabbed it directly at the huge head of the shuttle.

'Poof!'

With the subtle sound of the blade piercing through the flesh, Ron didn't look at the result of his own cause, and once again exerted force under his feet, quickly jumping towards the other biped pterodactyl.

In just five or six minutes, the original group of dozens of bipedal pterosaurs was killed by Ron in this way.

A huge blue-gray body fell into the snow like a meteorite, making a muffled 'thud' sound.

On the ground, the carriage without Ron's control had stopped.

Faced with such a picture, the grizzly bears pulling the cart at both ends cowered and lay on the ground, not daring to move.

The thick blood unconsciously stained the gray-white ground a bright red.

Perhaps sensing Ron's horror, the remaining Betsy roared in horror as they quickly flew away from the Betsyken where Ron was, as if trying to evacuate.

But just when they wanted to turn back.

Suddenly, a dense screech accompanied by a gray shadow came from above Ron's head.