With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

"Then let's see if you have the ability." Song Yu never gave up when he was having fun.

Of course, not in action either.

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Fu Hanyu and flew up.

There was obvious ridicule and contempt in Jiaolong's ferocious eyes. He raised a paw and slapped her.

Who knows the next moment.

Its claws actually hit the air. The figure of the cunning woman opposite him flashed before his eyes and disappeared. When she reappeared, she was already hundreds of meters away.

"Coward." Jiaolong laughed at her.

Song Yu also smiled at it. She was not someone who could fight hand-to-hand with others, so she didn't care about its provocation. Only by staying behind could she play a greater role.

Just as Jiaolong said these words, Fu Hanyu and Ying Si had already joined forces to attack it. Two sword energy containing huge energy slashed at its tail.

Its body looked huge and bulky, but when it jumped up to avoid attacks, it was light and agile. With a swing of its tail, the two fatal slashes landed in the air.

But the next moment, there were two more slashes with even greater energy than before, and they slashed at its head again, the golden light dazzling.

Make noise in the east and attack in the west.

When it wanted to raise its huge body again to dodge, it was already too late. It could only use the hardest part of its body, its two horns, to withstand the two slashes.

The golden sword light slashed at the huge dragon horn, and the black dragon horn could be seen, as if it had been cooked, sizzling and emitting black smoke.

Severe pain hit it, causing it to let out an angry roar. It swept its tail vigorously, and the rocks behind it flew up, attacking towards the opposite side.

The big black rocks, as if they were locked on target, were thrown straight at Song Yu. When they flew closer, they turned into sharp blades, shining with a black cold light, which made people shudder.

Song Yu, however, took his time and threw the little fur ball out of his arms.

When the little fur ball flew out, it was a small soft ball, but it grew long in the wind and turned into a huge white pom-pom in the blink of an eye.

It opened its mouth, and countless white flames rose into the sky, engulfing everything on the opposite side.

The black stone rolled over disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

Fu Hanyu and Ying Si would not give the dragon a chance to breathe. Their swords were like rainbows and they slashed at it non-stop, trying to suppress it with intensive attacks.

Song Yu stood behind and watched, waiting for the opportunity.

The dragon was very powerful, and when they joined forces, they could barely beat it. The strength of both the enemy and ourselves did not decrease at all as the fighting time increased.

Song Yu stood outside the fighting range, carefully observing everything about the dragon, looking for its weaknesses. No matter what it was, there would always be weaknesses in it.

For example, the legendary dragon's weak points are the palm-sized, white crescent-shaped reverse scales under its throat, and its heart. As long as a sword is pierced through its reverse scales and heart, the dragon can be successfully killed.

But for the monster in front of her, not only could she not see its reverse scales, she couldn't even feel the existence of a heart or internal organs inside its body.

She began to doubt that it was just a black mist that could transform into anything at will. At this moment, it was a dragon, and maybe the next moment, it could transform into a dragon, a fish, a chicken, duck, goose, or a small fur ball.

The little fur ball was also participating in the battle at the moment. Of course, it mainly focused on assisting and sneak attacks. It used every opportunity to attack the dragon, which made it very annoyed. The attacks were also visible to the naked eye, and it became more and more anxious.

The battle situation became more and more intense.

As a bystander, Song Yu can see everything clearly in front of him, and can clearly analyze that Jiaolong's response from beginning to end has been handled with ease, while Fu Hanyu and Ying Si are human beings, and their physical strength and spiritual energy will eventually be used up. .

If they continue to fight, within half an hour, the two of them will show signs of fatigue, giving Jiaolong an opportunity to take advantage of them.

If she couldn't find the dragon's weakness within half an hour, she would have no choice but to summon the sky thunder, give it a lightning strike, then call down the zombie king and the others, and start a group fight against it!

time.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Before, Jiaolong would launch sneak attacks on Song Yu from time to time, but now he could only devote himself to dealing with the joint efforts of Fu Hanyu and Ying Si, and Xiao Maoqiu's sneak attacks from time to time.

The little fur ball was the most cunning in its sneak attacks. It had already burned its tail twice when it wasn't paying attention, making it very angry. It secretly swore to catch it once it had dealt with the three little bugs in front of it, and turned it into a Its puppet makes it unable to survive or die.

The little fur ball had a great time playing, and he was very good at seizing the opportunity. If he was attacked, he would run back, and if he was not attacked, he would rush forward. The main thing was to tease and stimulate him.

The dragon is also a dragon, and it is the easiest to be angered. During the break between attacks, after being succeeded by the little fur ball, it let out an angry roar and whipped its tail towards it.

Song Yu didn't notice its weakness. When it turned around and was distracted to attack the little fur ball and didn't notice her, he quickly squeezed the secret with both hands and let out a low, sacred voice containing infinite energy: "Thunder, come!"

Pointing at the dragon.

Rumble of thunder.

Dozens of lightnings as thick as giant dragons illuminated the sky and the earth.

It fell down suddenly.

The sound was earth-shattering.

The mountain-like figure of a dragon was struck by a giant dragon-shaped lightning. Black smoke filled the air, and the sound of flesh being burned could clearly be heard in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, it roared with some shrill pain and infinite anger.

Fu Hanyu and Ying Si took the opportunity to hit the drowned dog, and without any pause or hesitation, they struck it with their strongest blow.

It was at this time.

A black, ferocious thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, and struck directly at Song Yu, who had become a little weak after using the lightning drawing technique.

Song Yu's body's spiritual power was mostly consumed by the lightning-inducing technique just now, and his speed stagnated for a moment. When he dodged, he still didn't dodge completely, and was about to be grazed on the head by the black lightning.

She also clearly heard the sound of sizzling barbecue. This time, it was her own flesh that was eroded by evil spirits.

The unbearable pain hit her, causing her eyes to go black.

At the same time, I don't know if something was triggered because of being attacked, but some dusty memories suddenly rushed out of her mind, like a black tide, drowning her.

Breathing became difficult. In her blurred vision, her somewhat distracted eyes stared at Ying Si's hand holding the sword. The fingers were slender and beautiful.

The hands in the memory began to overlap with the hands in front of me. Slowly, the slightly smaller hands grew up and completely merged with the pair in front of me.

It was like a thunderbolt that split open her head and made her sober. The blur in her eyes disappeared, replaced by shock, anger, a surge of hatred, and a downright self-mockery!

It's him!