Feng Ying was stunned for a moment, then cheered, "Master Gordon! ”

"Roar!"

The original attack was disrupted by the intruder, and the resentful tiger dragon roared furiously, and then a series of crossbow projectiles landed on its head and face, bursting into cold sparks and extinguishing the ghost fire.

The roar was interrupted, and the resentful tiger dragon, who was naturally averse to water, had to turn his head sideways, and was suppressed to keep retreating.

"Anhill is here too!"

"Concentrate! Get back to shape! Gordon let out a low sigh and calmed down.

Just now, in order to block that blow for Feng Ying and the others, he directly turned on the Beast Soul Possession, and if it weren't for the help of the Hunting Skill and the Jet Greatsword Engine, it would be difficult for him to gain the upper hand in this hasty encounter.

"Whew-"

Gordon let out a long breath, and a scarlet glow lit up between the gaps in the muscle-like armor of the dinosaur armor.

He completely loosened the restrictions on this set of equipment.

The violent desire to attack constantly washed over his brain, but his reason was like a reef in the sea, seemingly submerged by the waves from time to time, but it always stood here.

In the past year, he has thoroughly mastered the power of this equipment, and the so-called negative emotions are just a catalyst for him to stimulate his strength.

Armed with a jet sword, Gordon took the initiative to charge.

The tiger dragon roared cautiously, and in its perception, it was not a human who rushed straight at it, but a particularly "small" dinosaur.

The long, powerful blade of the spear stabbed straight out, and in the face of this attack that was clearly tentative, Gordon did not slow down, let alone choose to dodge, which only made the resentful tiger dragon even more unscrupulous.

He took a big step forward, twisting his arm and swinging his blade as he slammed the Jet Greatsword's activator.

In the jet on the back of the sword, a dazzling flame of light rumbled and erupted, instantly propelling the heavy sword body to an extremely high speed.

"Boom!"

The inertia of the charge, the strength of the muscles, and the propulsion of the engine's arrogance converged to once again swing away the tail of the spear that the Tiger Dragon stabbed at him.

Gordon continued to charge forward with undiminished speed on his feet.

"Whoa!!"

Facing the enemy that was getting closer and closer, the Tiger Dragon let out a ferocious roar again.

There is no creature in this world that can make it fearful, not an ancient dragon, and certainly not a hunter!

It lunged forward, its giant claws wrapped in ghostly fire raised high, then tore through the air and slammed down.

This kind of top-down attack is not convenient for hard picking, unless you want to be hammered into the ground like a nail.

By observing the Tiger Dragon's movements, Gordon immediately judged the landing point of the claw strike, and with a wrong step, he slid towards the outside of the Tiger Dragon's claw strike.

This choice was not only to dodge this claw attack, but also to prevent the subsequent continuous pursuit of the Tiger Dragon.

When the Thunderwolf Dragon, which is of the same tooth dragon species and has a very similar body shape, can slap three or four times in a row, there is no reason why the Resentful Tiger Dragon, which is more majestic and more muscular, can't do it.

"Bang!"

The first blow of the Resentful Tiger Dragon's right claw missed, and it raised its left paw again without pause.

At this point, Gordon had already sprinted to its right side, and in this position, the left paw of the Tiger Dragon was really difficult to play.

The Resentful Tiger Dragon, who was extremely experienced in combat, also realized this immediately.

It immediately changed its attack, and with its amazing core strength and stability, it forcibly twisted its giant skull and bit towards Gordon without even letting go of its left claw.

"Wow!" Gordon snorted.

The speed of the resentful tiger dragon's reaction was really a bit beyond his expectations, but it's okay, he's not a vegetarian either!

Gordon rotated his body with one foot as he lifted his greatsword from the bottom up, and the heavy blade of steel with the blessing of the jet engine slashed at the fangs of the tiger dragon, smashing its head off.

Gordon, who had just forcibly interrupted the Tiger Dragon's gnawing attack, had not yet had time to adjust his breath when a sharp sound of a sharp object breaking the wind hit behind him.

Gordon's eyes froze, and his nerves and muscles tensed again.

Even if he didn't look back, he knew that the sound of breaking wind came from the long tail of the Tiger Dragon's cross-spear.

The guy's four claws, arm blades, fangs, helmet horns, spear blade tail, and even those carapace with sharp edges, it can be said that there are weapons everywhere from head to tail.

I really can't let my guard down for a second.

He bent his legs and was about to roll sideways to dodge, but to his astonishment, he found Feng Ying pulling the worm silk first, leaping over his head and falling behind him.

"You"

Gordon, whose strength level for Feng Ying was still stuck at more than a year ago, hurriedly turned around, and witnessed the scene where Feng Ying released a large strand of insect silk, wrapped around the shield to stabilize the defense, and steadily carried the tail attack of the resentful tiger and dragon.

She even took advantage of the situation to insert a sword into the shield, switch the form of the giant axe, and returned a blow to over-solve it, slashing the resentful tiger dragon with a roar.

When Anhill first arrived in Bernard last year, the phrase "Then you would underestimate her" came to Gordon's mind.

The little girl who hit her head on the ass of the big boar king back then and was bounced back has grown to the point where she can fight monsters of this level head-on?

"Hey, it's really growing." Gordon said with a smile.

Feng Ying turned her head and raised her chin with a smile, "Of course!" ”

Looking at Feng Ying's triumphant appearance, Gordon was a little angry.

Seeing that the resentful tiger dragon had turned around, but Feng Ying was still smug over there, he scolded, "Don't play tricks, cooperate with me to contain it head-on!" ”

"Ahh Be! ”

"Blaze!" As Gordon swung his greatsword forward, he shouted in a raised voice, "That tail is too troublesome, try to break the tail!" ”

"Hmm!"

Flame, who had reverted back to his mute form, nodded, and with a single blow of his blades, turned on the ghostly transformation, and swept past them at a rapid pace, rushing behind the Resentful Tiger Dragon.

The strong desire to attack brought by the dinosaur armor boiled in Gordon's eyes, but his expression was surprisingly calm.

He raised his sword, looked directly into the eyes of the resentful tiger dragon, and put on a posture of courage.

"Master! Master! Am I the main attack or the main defense, can I attack the main attack?! ”

Maybe it's because of the arrival of Gordon and Anhill, which gave her too much confidence, and Feng Ying's tone of voice gave people a feeling of bouncing.

Gordon's expression contorted for a moment.

The fangs and claws of the Tiger Dragon didn't terrify him, and the bloodthirsty desire of the Tyrannosaurus armor didn't affect his emotions, but Feng Ying's untense words made him break his defenses.

He resisted the urge to "bang bang" and punch Feng Ying's skull two times on the spot, "Judge for yourself!" Don't mess around! ”

As he spoke, he swung his sword at the claws of the resentful tiger dragon.

"Oh oh good!"

Feng Ying was very excited.

She'd wanted to use this new move for a long time, but in the previous battle, she had to attack as a guard cover for the flames, so that she could defend the lord.

But now, there's Master Gordon here! Well, there's Anhill there.

Be a little more aggressive, and you should be fine!

"Hey!"

Once again, she plunged her sword into the red-hot shield axe, activating a mechanism somewhere inside the weapon.

"Zila! Hum-"

The shield blade unfurled, and in the scattered sparks and electric light, it began to speed and turn, and finally turned into a blurred shadow.

The low hum of the grinding of the metal bearings, mixed with the whistling of the blades of the axes that were spinning at great speed, made the scalp tingle.

High-pressure backfill chop, on!

"Drink, ah, ah!"

Feng Ying brandished a terrifying giant chainsaw and rushed forward.

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