Return to the battlefield;

"puff!"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng's mask was shattered in half under this offensive, revealing half of his appearance.

It looks like a person singing Peking Opera, but because his mask is damaged, he can only see half of his face.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng was unfortunately injured. Now he is in a mess because he cannot bear such damage. At this time, he sprayed a mouthful of rosy blood.

How could he withstand such damage? His body seemed to be hit hard by mountains, and the blood in his mouth was gushing away uncontrollably, beginning to splash out towards the ground, dyeing the golden sand-like ground red.

On the other hand, Ouyang Furui was seriously injured, and his injuries were not much better. Under this wave of offensive, he was beaten to death and almost lost his strength and was almost unable to launch a counterattack.

He began to breathe heavily, knowing that he had little strength. He knew very well that even if he continued to fight, he would probably not have the strength. His body seemed to be unable to withstand it, and even his vision blurred.

I have lost my physical strength and I don’t know how long I can last. It’s not a big deal to continue like this. The dragon clan’s physical strength is much stronger than they imagined, and it is impossible to say that I can’t hold on.

"Xuanyuan... can you hold on? I feel two of my bones are broken... It hurts so much that I can't hold on."

Ouyang Furui struggled to suck and spit out two words, and this attack caught him off guard.

The lungs expand further, as if breathing is not easy.

He finally said this sentence. He planned to straighten his body hard, but found that he could not stand up straight. Even if he tried his best, he could only look hunchbacked, as if he had poured lead on his body.

There is no way to use strength.

"I... can hold on for a while, so I can't let the enemy underestimate you, just stick to it!"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng knew that he had to persevere at this time, and he had to persevere no matter what.

"It seems that you are still quite tenacious in your life."

The ancient Tinglong of Chixiao spoke. It stared at Xuanyuan Zhicheng with a sarcastic look, as if he looked down on him. He thought he had tried his best, but he did not expect that his attack did not shake the tiny insect to death.

Long Leung didn't expect that he could still hold on until now. He was still a little surprised, it was pretty good.

"Is that right... I won't allow you to hurt them as long as I have one last breath!"

When Xuanyuan Zhicheng said this, he almost bit the corner of his lips. Even if he was useless, he would not let this damn evil dragon hurt them.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng finally stood up straight and condensed a powerful murderous aura with disasters.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng was away from the ground, and simply flew up the sword and slashed out a bloody light.

This crescent slash was like a yin Hong sword light, looking slightly unyielding, mixed with Xuanyuan Zhi's unyielding willpower, simply exploded his powerful power and bombarded the ancient Tinglong without any loss.

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The Chixiao Gu Tinglong, who was sure to win, did not expect that Xuanyuan Zhicheng would still have the ability to resist, and he looked shocked, but did not expect that his reaction would be so rapid.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It never expected that it was because it was too late to take some precautions.

In the end, it took the painful blow and felt the pain in its heart, and wished it could peel off all the skin.

It really hurts, and it really hates this man with a headband on his head, and he wishes he could get cramps and bones out!

The ancient Tinglong of Chixiao was extremely annoyed, and a strong and fierce breath of blood came from his body, like sea water, surging, creating a doomsday fear.

The ancient Red Dragon released its magic power, and suddenly, an extremely powerful force suddenly exploded from its body. The sound waves contained were roaring angrily, as if they could break through the entire vast sky!

It was striving to provoke, and its strong morale centered on itself eventually turned into substantial ripples, trembling, colliding with Xuanyuan Zhicheng's powerful offensive.

The moment the two forces collided suddenly, they were like an explosion of boilers, making a violent roar, stinging people's eardrums, making people unable to withstand it.

I thought there would be some casualties in this confrontation, but I never thought that these two forces would cancel each other out under the powerful force of the other party, and all they could bring was the powerful pressure sweeping over the storm.

"How could it be...it's actually balanced."

Ouyang Furui covered the injured place and sucked hard. Now he no longer had the strength to attack again. If he wanted to wait until the next attack, it would take at least a little more time.

At least I have to let myself take a breath and take a rest. Although I can't ensure that doing so can eliminate the dragon clan 100%, there is no way, so I can only try it.

"I have to say that you still have some skills, humans."

The tone of the Chixiao Ancient Tinglong was filled with sarcasm. It stood its limbs on the ground, looking a little arrogant, and its eyes were filled with a strong look of despisance.

"Is that... I'm really honored to get praise from you guys."

Xuanyuan Zhicheng stubbornly supported his useless body and sucked it, raised his left arm, wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and did not forget to clench the Soul-Devouring Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand, facing the dragon

The hatred of the class has also aggravated a little.

"You don't have to be too happy, because you're going to die here soon. Today is your festival next year!"

Xuanyuan Zhicheng under the mask just frowned, and soon covered the emotion in his heart, saying one by one:

"Yes, is it? Unfortunately, today I have to live, and he has to live... we all have to live... but you are the only one who will fall here in the end."

"Shadowless!"

The dragon clan in front of him suddenly rushed towards Xuanyuan Zhicheng and condensed a disaster star core like a starlight, like a dancing oriental lion, entering its own domain with the power of the mysterious power of the stars.

It wanted to pose a threat to Xuanyuan Zhicheng's life and let him experience the doomsday situation.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng didn't say anything, and the reflection in the reflection in his pupils was the opponent's powerful magic power.

This is the dragon clan. The broken power is clearly visible and comes into people's minds. It is no problem to go back and forth.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng concentrated his mind, and behind him was the mist of void lingering like a bloody red moon. The feeling was like a fiery fire, further burning it.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng is like a shadow, like the flowing stars and moon, secretly igniting murderous intent, imprisoning his own strength.

A trace of magic flashed across the starlight, like a rising ape, collapsed step by step, and released towards the ancient Ting Dragon of the Chixiao.

This prairie fire collided with the other party's fierce star power, like the Milky Way Star Explosion, shattering the sky, like a burst of magma, making a dull sound that tinges the eardrums.

"Bang!"

The surrounding area caused a dull sound like a century shattering, and in addition to the cool wind blowing through the cheeks.

The robe flew, the ink hair was full of radiance, the headband was everywhere, and the surroundings were covered with the actual scars from this disaster.

"cough!"

He tried his best to use such a move, and Xuanyuan Zhicheng had no choice. After all, he didn't know how long he could last.

If possible, I hope this move will play a little role in it.

Time is gone, and it is important to deal with the enemy as soon as possible, but how long can we last now?

call……

At that moment, the wind blew, and strong smoke suddenly emanated from around him. There was no way to judge whether the person in front of him was dead or alive.

Regarding this, Xuanyuan Zhicheng can be sure that the dragon's physical strength is much more terrifying than he has seen before. His physical body is probably the most lasting one among the prehistoric dragon clans, otherwise it would not have been a stalemate for so long.

The air and dust around them were like fleas jumping randomly under the influence of two morale, and they exploded and flew up with this force.

The moment this force appeared, the building trembled significantly, and some fragile objects shattered and collapsed directly under the influence of this force, and even some places were bombed to emit black smoke.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng's slightly narrowed black pupils had already shown weakness. He tried hard to tell himself that he had to calm down, but his pupil size could only show a phenomenon of opening.

He told himself that he could not fall down no matter what, and even if his body was severely damaged, he had to go out.

The surging explosion lasted for about half a minute before it was relieved.

The waves of air, thick smoke and powerful roars that blow over time have shrunk and become smaller and smaller. They were originally visible to the naked eye, but eventually turned into nothingness.

Xuanyuan Zhicheng gasped heavily, and seemed a little weak, so he had no choice but to continue fighting.

During this wave of confrontation, one man and one dragon lasted for about ten breaths. Xuanyuan Zhicheng's physical strength was no longer as good as the beginning. It seemed as if it was difficult to support it. Even the hand holding the sword began to tremble.

It's like a beginner who just holds a sword, he's a little unfamiliar.

His current physical strength cannot support much time.

Drops of cold sweat fell from Xuanyuan Zhicheng's forehead. The sweat had soaked his original robe, like steaming a sauna, and sweating wildly. If he had not tried his best to block it, he would have fallen down.

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I was originally thinking of erasing it, but now my physical strength... is really almost unable to hold on, and it has reached its limit.

One thing is certain that Xuanyuan Zhicheng is sure of. The frequency of dragon clans has become frequent recently. If they can appear slowly, they may give themselves some time to breathe, so it will be easier to slow down. If you continue like this, your body will be real.

Can't bear it.

But is this possible? Apart from dragons, they are strange beasts, and they were injured before because of strange beasts. New injuries and old injuries were added, and they could not bear it at all!

Xuanyuan Zhicheng thought that it would be great if someone could help him at this time, after all, Ouyang's physical strength was not good enough. What should I do?

Xuanyuan Zhicheng had no choice but to choose to give it a try!
Chapter completed!