I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

The other black-robed figure beside the altar merged into Fang Ping's body.

Under Song Ci's surprised gaze, the aura in Fang Ping's body was rising steadily. In just a few breaths, it was already on par with the ice dragon in the sky.

"Now I am an invincible existence in this secret realm."

Fang Ping stretched out his hand to hold it, and the surrounding spiritual energy continued to gather in his hand. This was the power of inheriting one-tenth of Beelzebub's power.

He dodged towards Song Ci, who had just tried to hit him.

Xie Chun's eyes twitched slightly, I'll beat your cow.

A third-level peak is already enough to be a supermodel, but here comes another one that only a ghost can defeat.

"Senior brother, focus on fighting that ice dragon. Leave this person to me!"

Song Ci shouted to let the two people in the sky relax, then gently stroked the sword and shouted in his heart:

"Sister Sword Spirit, save me!"

After instantly accepting the power of Sister Sword Spirit, Song Ci burst out at extremely fast speed to avoid Fang Ping's blow.

Xie Chun in the sky also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the descendant of the Sword Sect still had a trump card and could fight back and forth with the third level peak.

The top priority is to settle the battlefield in the sky first.

So he avoided the ice dragon's breath of ice and continued: "In short, the combat power of the motorcycle tribe and the beast tribe are not equal. The motorcycle tribe has six eighth-level experts."

"Eighth level, there are six more?" Ning Yingluo dodged the dragon's breath and questioned: "Why are you just playing house?"

Xie Chun could only add: "The fairy world used to be like this. The beast clan was stronger, with three ninth-level experts."

Ning Yingluo's hand holding the wand trembled, and she was almost scratched by the dragon's breath. She could tell the difference between the eighth level and the ninth level with her eyes closed, so the Beast Clan didn't directly sweep across the Motorcycle Clan.

Xie Chun seemed to have read her thoughts: "You may think that the motorcycle clan is over, but it is not the case. Although their top level combat power is far from that of the beast clan, the six eighth-level strong men can use combined attack skills in pairs The ninth level strong man who restrained the beast clan."

Ning Yingluo's mouth twitched slightly, her expression full of 'is there such a thing? ’

"The next step is the key point. The two eighth-level powerhouses named "Tornado" and "Super Sound" can use the combined attack skill, "Tianyu Slaying Dragon". This move can confront the Tyrannosaurus God head-on. "

Ning Yingluo heard the words and glanced at the ice dragon that was accumulating power. There is no doubt about the power of the dragon clan. A dragon that can be called the Dragon God among all dragons has a ninth level of strength. You can imagine how terrifying its status and strength are. .

Moreover, dragons can often leapfrog challenges with their powerful bodies. How could those two eighth-level motorcycle racers defeat the ninth-level Tyrannosaurus God head-on with their so-called combined attack skills?

Ning Yingluo was thoughtful: "How do you use that combined attack skill you mentioned?"

How did Xie Chun know this? He asked tentatively: "How about you try to figure it out?"

Seeing Ning Yingluo's face turn dark, Xie Chun quickly added: "As far as I know, that move was done because the two of them had a mutual understanding."

"Huh? Are you kidding me?"

Xie Chun recalled it and described: "In short, the two people circled each other at high speed in the air, forming a powerful tornado. Finally, when the opponent was completely controlled, they combined their forces to strike."

Ning Yingluo was stunned when she heard this: "Is it that simple?"

She stood taller, the white wings on her wand gathered behind her, and said to Xie Chun: "Come on, come on!"

"Up..." Xie Chun looked up: "Where?"

"For the combined attack skill, didn't you say that two people need to be connected?"

"Ah this..."

Ning Yingluo looked unhappy: "We have been cooperating for a month, so it shouldn't be a problem if we are in the same mind."

"Tong Guitong, I don't know how to slay a dragon with Tian Yu!"

Xie Chun said helplessly. His original intention was to let Ning Yingluo use her superpower to gather a big move.

"It doesn't matter, use your strongest special attack, and I will lead the fusion." Ning Yingluo said shocking remarks.

"...Okay." Xie Chun gritted his teeth and agreed.

Although this trick sounds unreliable, it is better than dragging it out all the time.

Above the sky, the aura of the two people changed instantly.

Everyone has some trump cards to a greater or lesser extent, but after using them, they can be overly drained, or life-threatening, so they generally won't be used unless absolutely necessary.

The reason why Xie Chun had not used his ultimate move before was simply because it would not change the battle situation much after using it.

It is nothing more than changing the attack power from not breaking the defense to barely breaking the defense and dealing some damage, which has almost no impact on the dragon's self-healing power.

And now since Ning Yingluo thinks there is a way, she will give it a try.

Powerful spiritual energy burst out from the spiritual sword in Xie Chun's hand, and the cyan light once covered the ice-blue dragon's breath.

The huge cyan sword condensed in the air, and Ning Yingluo flew in a high-speed spiral around the ice dragon.

In just a few seconds, a huge blue storm swirled around the ice dragon, and the sound of dragon roar could be faintly heard from it.

Ning Yingluo said in a solemn tone: "Tianyu slays the dragon!"

Xie Chun had no idea what her reasoning was, but she was indeed able to control the ice dragon at the center of the storm.

He controlled the huge blue sword in the air and slashed down. The ice dragon's huge body was cut diagonally with a wound that penetrated the chest.

The power of a sword is like a lifetime ago.

The ice dragon roared in pain, Ning Yingluo waved her wand, and a large blue storm gathered at one point, and finally exploded beside the ice dragon.

The aftermath of the shock knocked the two back dozens of meters. Xie Chun got up from the ground in disgrace. Turning around, he saw that Ning Yingluo's breath was not sluggish after she used her ultimate move, but she even became more energetic.

"Breakthrough!" Ning Yingluo held up her wand in surprise, her eyes locked on the bloody and healing ice dragon at the wound.

"?"

No, you are the protagonist and I am the protagonist?

Why didn't I make a breakthrough and you performed a battle-prepared breakthrough instead?

Xie Chun turned his head and glanced at the battle situation on another battlefield, and happened to hear a bang.

After the loud noise, Song Ci was slashed back by Fang Ping's long knife, flying backwards and breaking several thick tree trunks.

Song Ci, who was leaning on the tree trunk, spit out a mouthful of blood. Sister Jianling's weak and worried voice sounded in his ears: "Xiao Ci, how are you?"

"You won't die just yet."

Song Ci had been beaten to death, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was about to continue fighting for three hundred rounds, but he felt that the majestic power in his body continued to decline.

"Xiao Ci, I can only give you the power just now before you unlock the seal." Sister Sword Spirit's voice was a little apologetic.

Song Ci's heart sank. Without Sister Sword Spirit's power, it would be impossible for him to compete with the enemies at the third level.

Xie Chun also saw that the breath in his body was weak, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly:

"Junior brother, has your Three Mysterious Transformations of Heavenly Fire expired?"