In this world, no matter how cunning the prey is, it cannot escape the pursuit of wise hunters, from the smallest rabbit to the most powerful dragon, but with the growth of strength, the change of environment and the change of time, the identity of the hunter and the prey is also changing at any time.

A few days ago, Gru was a calm hunter with a strong heart, but now he can only be the prey of a desperate run to survive.

It was only for a moment that the eyes of the crystal dragon on the top of the mountain met in the air, and he knew that he would never be able to bargain for anything under the other party's dragon teeth, so he chose to give up.

But Kunsha didn't give him a chance to give up.

The dragon roar that made the soul tremble was still colliding and echoing on the cliffs between the valleys, Kunsha's huge body had already slammed into the mountainside with a devastating force, and the thick trees of several people were as fragile as chopsticks under her claws, and the bushes that were densely intertwined for hundreds of meters were directly trampled into dead branches, and the woods on the entire mountainside instantly seemed to be a mess like an eight-magnitude earthquake.

"Boom!"

At the last moment of the dragon's claw, Gru finally overcame the fear in his heart, he rolled to the right and stomped heavily on the trunk with the sole of his foot, and the whole person rushed towards the giant tree opposite at a right angle, he stepped on the trunk like a bouncy ball played by children, and the ghost was like a ghost.

After doing this a dozen times, a terrifying pit appeared on the ground where he was standing just now, and he stood on the treetop dozens of meters away and pulled the bowstring in his hand.

"Whoosh!" the bowstring drawn by the dragon's tendons vibrated violently in the air, and an iron arrow that showed a sticky and dead black color from the arrow to the end of the arrow instantly passed through space and time, as if the three giant trees of the thickness of the hug that it pierced did not exist, and shot straight into Kunsha's right eye.

Even in this situation, he chose to fight!

Kunsha only had time to close her eyelids slightly for the iron arrow that almost killed Lear, and the iron arrow wrapped in golden-colored fighting qi slammed into the crystal eyelid with a piercing momentum, but what was surprising was that it was the iron arrow that broke after such a collision.

Kunsha's eyes flashed with anger when they opened again, but a shallow white mark was left on the eyelid, and Gru turned and jumped off the treetops, and without hesitation began to flee again.

Sure enough, no, even if the ordinary arrow cluster was attached to the fighting qi, it still couldn't cause any damage to this strange creature, just now he just wanted to verify the gap between each other, to see if the inexplicable fear in his heart really had a source to match it.

Now that he knew, he didn't stop any longer, and fled into the mountains again like a cheetah returning to the forest.

The trees on both sides retreated as if they were under the influence of a magical clip, so fast that he couldn't even feel the wind blowing in his face, and Gru adjusted the weight of his whole body below his waist, letting his thighs drive his calves and then his feet, and every muscle worked together without wasting a single bit of effort.

He is very satisfied with his current state, every time he tries his best to do something seriously, he can feel that his whole body functions are running rapidly, every drop of blood and every breath can inject new vitality into his body, making him reach an unprecedented height of stamina, physical strength and concentration.

Every battle is a practice, and every practice has an improvement, which is a talent that belongs to him alone.

However, no matter how fast the legs are, the earth will eventually have limitations, and no matter how short the wings are, the sky is boundless.

"Roar!"

The first thing that reached Gru's back was a violent sound, the intensity of the shock instantly disrupted the rate of his breathing and even made his heart freeze, and then he felt the suffocating sensation of the air being squeezed and torn by the giant, and he didn't think about just turning around and punching, but it just hit a dazzling crystal dragon claw.

"Boom!"

The huge anti-shock force made Gru roll backwards more than a dozen times in a row, and he didn't feel the existence of his right arm at all during the whole process, and the fighting spirit contained in that blow exerted his 120% level under the domination of the will to survive, but he himself suffered 10% of the shock, and the remaining 20% of the power that could almost even shatter the mountain peak and giant rock could not even smash a piece of crystal powder on the opponent's claws.

Gru continued to flee without hesitation, the huge disparity in strength that made it impossible for him to think of confrontation, and his entire right arm dangled at his side like an irrelevant rag.

He could feel that the bones there had been completely shattered, and the broken bone fragments even cut the veins and veins in his arm like a knife blade, but because the blood vessels and veins were instantly broken, he didn't feel a little pain, only a heavy feeling of swelling went down his shoulders into the back of his head and then to the control center, as if a voice kept whispering in his ear, "You are seriously injured, stop and take a look."

"Fuck you!"

Gru suddenly let out a roar of rage, but his feet were more forceful, and strangely enough, after this sound, he actually felt that the stuffy breath in his chest became smoother, and the left hand that had been grasping his right arm in the process of running gradually loosened.

In a fit of rage, he had planned to tear off his damaged right arm, but as the breath disappeared, he finally didn't dare to do so.

Only true archers understand what the arms mean to the body, they cherish their hands as if they were the most beautiful lover, the bow and the arrow in the hand, the spirit of controlling themselves and the enemy, and controlling the destiny of the enemy, which can only be given by a strong arm.

Gru pulled out a magic scroll from his bosom, which Sandru had left for him just in case, although he also knew some magic himself, but at this time it was undoubtedly the latter that had prepared for him much better.

A layer of blue light wrapped his body, and the high-speed movement made him look like a jumping light cocoon, as the blue light became more and more intense, Gru obviously felt that his physical injuries had recovered a lot, and a sharp pain began to be transmitted to his mind on his right arm, which was good news, at least it showed that his hand did not need to be scrapped, but it was impossible to open a bow and arrow in a short time.

He knew how strong his own fighting spirit was, and it was by no means something that could be cured by a simple healing technique.

A long, narrow ravine suddenly appeared in front of Gru, where the mountain wind came to an abrupt halt, and shallow clouds drifted beneath his feet, making it impossible to see the bottom even with his eyes.

The dragon roared again, the trees toppled and the boulders cracked, rolling up an overwhelming wave of dust, and the sharp dragon claws crushed towards his back like crushing peaks.

Gru jumped.

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