Roaring and lunging closer, Altman stabbed his gun into the wound in the dragon's chest with the power of his charge, and then pulled the trigger hard.

"Dragon Striker!"

The explosion of flames and impact completely poured into the giant halberd dragon's body, making the roar of this dragon blaster extremely dull.

Feng Ying, who was wielding her sword and grasping to charge the bottle, couldn't help but look at it twice.

Isn't it the same as the shield and axe envoys like to shout "that spell", and the cannon envoy must also shout before firing the dragon cannon?

It's just a guy like Brother Ted, and so is Instructor Altman.

Hilda, who is accustomed to hiding in the shadows like a ghost, and shoots the crucial blow at the critical moment, quickly arrives in front of the giant halberd dragon's chest.

Sliding to adjust the angle and stop, squatting to slash the short spear-like pure steel arrow across the ground, the stirred spark ignited the bamboo barrel used for propulsion on the arrow shaft, and opened the bow and arrow, and the one-person-tall black horned dragon hunting bow was instantly full.

The propulsion flame on the shaft of the arrow burned to its brightest moment, and she let go of the bowstring.

No less powerful than a heavy bed crossbow, the penetrating dragon arrow burrowed into the chest of the giant halberd dragon, all the way to the heart.

Gail laughed maniacally as if he had infected the giant halberd dragon, and his fingers that pulled the trigger never let go.

At the same time that the last through-bullet in the magazine was fired, she had already removed the empty magazine, reloaded, pulled the crossbow machine to load, and continued to fire, a set of movements that were dizzyingly fast.

The sound of the Swift Dragon's light crossbow firing in continuous bursts never stopped.

He is the same light crossbow as Gail, and his strength is about the same age.

Nadia, who has a good relationship and can be regarded as a best friend, walks side by side with her, firing quickly and rhythmically while steadily approaching forward.

She was going to pull Gale at the critical moment, so that the obviously superior guy would get into the belly of the giant halberd dragon and strafe it.

If you want to say that the brain is hot, you can't blame Gale completely.

Nadia glanced not far away, and sighed in her heart:

As the only flute hunter present, Ferdy played a slightly dangerous movement at this time, and the reinforcement of strength and endurance is very practical, but this melody.

Listening to it makes you want to rush up and kill.

Not to mention the hot-blooded teenager Aiden, the people who are so serious as Will's predecessors have begun to give up defense and attack with all their might.

Julius?

Scold......

Everyone thinks that guy is a calm and rational person, but as long as you are familiar with it, you will find that his calmness and rationality are actually pretended.

It's all the shackles that I put on myself after that incident.

If you really want to be impulsive, he can be more impulsive than anyone else.

For example, now, this guy actually wants to take advantage of the height difference of the city wall to jump on the giant halberd dragon and perform a whirling dance in the air.

How many rocks did you bring?

As for the silver-edged few, huh......

Greatsword, heavy crossbow, sword, shield axe, and all members of the courage style, this can no longer be called an "offensive team".

Too pure to find an adjective.

The guys at the silver edge didn't know that they and the others had just been choreographed by the black-skinned shooter sister with a pen.

And they did do everything they could, attacking and attacking.

The original dragon spear that pierced through the chest and abdomen of the giant halberd dragon had a subtle angle with the one that had just pierced its chest, making it extremely difficult to turn over.

At a time when neither the Dragon Slayer Cannon nor the Dragon Slayer Gun can be activated, this unexpected attack window is especially valuable.

Gordon didn't go to grab the attack position of the giant halberd dragon in the chest and abdomen with his companions, there were too many people gathered there, and the slashing-based broadsword was not suitable for this kind of attack on the internal organs deep in the wound.

He came to the side of the giant halberd dragon's neck alone, swung his sword to open the beast soul possession, and then picked up the big sword and began to charge his strength.

With the blessing of a series of means such as ghost man series of potions, dragon qi activation, beast soul possession, and courage state, the strength and fighting spirit are overflowing to the point that they are almost bursting out.

Strive to control, comb, mobilize these different sources of energy, and quickly screw them together.

All along, he had been trying to push his limits, and this time with the blessing of the Hunting Flute Rhythm, Gordon could feel that his strength was stronger than ever, and it was more difficult to control.

Stick to it, this will be another "the strongest sword since becoming a great sword"!

Engrossed in controlling every trace of energy, every muscle, the fighting aura light that appeared on the blade became stronger and stronger.

Gordon switches positions and enters a strong charge stance.

Since he wasn't very used to hunting the extra strength under the protection of Deegara, his preparation for charging this time was slightly slower than usual.

After all, it is not easy to take all the power under control.

I only hope that the giant halberd dragon can settle down and let himself complete the strongest true accumulation this time.

Thinking like this, the target in front of him seemed to hear his heart, and it may also be aware of the danger that was imminent.

The dragon shook its head suddenly, and its jaws swung at it like a shovel.

Gordon's face, which was trying to maintain a strong accumulation posture, changed drastically.

The giant halberd dragon is amazingly large, and if it rolls, it can't escape the range of its head-shaking impact, and it is impossible to directly release the strong charging force that is ready to fight halfway.

However, the attack is already close at hand, and there is not so much to worry about!

Gordon roared and swung his greatsword forward.

It's not a standard strong charged slash, but a posture that prefers to block with a vertical sword.

He hoped that the power he had accumulated before would help him offset some of the impact of the giant halberd's head-shaking impact, although there was a high probability that he would still be knocked out.

I just hope I don't get hurt too badly.

"Bang!"

With the dull sound of collision, Gordon slid back two or three meters, and the dull pain in his chest made him unable to help but spit out blood.

But his expression was very stunned.

Don't look at it as just a head-shaking impact, with the size and strength of the giant halberd dragon, the power of this blow is probably not weaker than that of those large wyvern dragon cars.

The defensive posture at that moment was even more nondescript, it stands to reason that he should be knocked out, how could it be as simple as sliding back and spitting blood?

What's even more outrageous is that half of the power accumulated before has not dissipated.

Instead, it was like a crumpled piece of iron sheet, which coalesced into a hard discus under the smash of a giant hammer.

Obviously, the qi and strength that had barely entered the stage of strong storage instantly condensed into one, as if they were one.

This is a feeling that only comes when you really accumulate your strength to perfection!

Without thinking too much, Gordon took a big step forward, steadied his center of gravity, and roared and swung his great sword.

The [Red Wing] greatsword, which shone with crimson aura and golden fighting aura, exploded with unprecedented speed and power under the propulsion of the dragon qi engine.

As he rolled over and swung his sword, the giant blade with a howling wind slashed down on the side of the dragon's neck.

The scales and carapace shattered in an instant, the muscles were sliced open, and the fascia was torn apart, until the blade of the sword was stuck in the vertebrae, and Gordon didn't realize it.

This blow has not entered the True Charge stance, but it is a real charge slash that has been used in earnest, and the power is surprisingly strong.

A series of events made Gordon's mind a little confused, until a thought flashed through his mind.

Precision defense?!

He clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands.

In order to resist the impact of the giant halberd dragon's head, the sword that was swung out in an emergency seemed to be nondescript, but it hit crookedly and neutralized most of the power of the impact with the power of the charge.

Isn't this what Instructor Altman's mouth called precision defense?

And then, inexplicably completed the accumulation.

I have gone into a misunderstanding before!

The human body is not a spring, and the practice of using the body to store the power of the monster's attack and then returning it is very inefficient and extremely dangerous, and it is a dead end full of thorns.

The monster's attack should be used as a hammer!

Use this "hammer" to "smash" the forces scattered throughout the body from different sources and condense into a single strand that does not distinguish from each other, so as to skip the step of accumulating and concentrating.

After all, in terms of results, the effect of both is the same!

Borrow the power of the charge to defuse the monster's attack, and then borrow the monster's attack to instantly complete the charge.

This is the way of precision defense of the great sword!

(There is a chapter around ten o'clock in the evening, and at the end of the month, I will take the time to add a change, and by the way, ask for a monthly pass 0v0)

Ps. Circle! It's hard and round!

Emmmm is at least more reasonable than the nature of Sure Weng's return punch.

(End of chapter)