Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The high-temperature flames wrapped around the body of the Fire Dragon Huangjian sword are not scary to Qiankoulong.

But when the heavy and sharp blade, under the blessing of the astonishing strength of the real power cut, slashed heavily on it, it made it a little bit painful.

The Qiankoulong opened its huge mouth enough to swallow a herbivorous dragon in an instant, and the roaring sound wave almost didn't blow Hayata who was standing in front of it and attacked.

Gordon subconsciously wanted to cover his ears.

However, he found that the roar was filtered by the special structure of Canghuolong's helmet. Although it was still deafening, it had been reduced to the point where it would not affect his actions.

Is this the effect of "ear plugs"?

Gordon excitedly started accumulating energy again, and two or three seconds of roaring time was enough for him to enter a strong energy storage stance.

Then, using the short gasp after Qiankoulong's roar, to accumulate the strong power to perfection, the slash landed on the former's inconspicuous short legs with precision.

Flesh was torn, blood splattered, and white bone stubble could even be seen at the wound.

"Roar!" Qiankoulong howled in pain.

Hayata took the opportunity to stab out the Flying Dragon Knife, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the coconut-sized round sarcoid in the deep throat of the Qiankoulong.

This thing is really eye-catching and makes people want to poke it.

The highly poisonous blade accurately hit the sarcoma, the meat here was surprisingly soft, and the Flying Dragon Knife easily penetrated into it.

The venom is released, and the violent toxin spreads.

Qiankoulong, whose vital point was hit, trembled, and his body suddenly fell back.

Gordon also completed the preparations for the real charge slash at this time.

The blue Fire Dragon Sword slashed Qiankoulong's short forelimb with all its strength again, and the blade followed the previous wound and chopped it off.

The submerged dragon, whose body lost its support, fell to the ground, revealing its soft abdomen without a carapace.

The eyes of the two swordsmen attacking the Qiankoulong all lit up.

There is no better opportunity to attack!

Gordon immediately began to prepare for a new round of true charge slash, while Hayatta let out a soft drink, the sword energy condensed, and swung the sword to launch a high-speed qi blade combo slash.

The light of the knife danced, blood and flesh splashed everywhere, and countless deep knife wounds appeared on Qiankoulong's smooth belly in an instant.

After struggling for a while, it turned over with difficulty.

The blood flowing from the wound showed an unhealthy dark red color, and Gordon realized that the sublosaurus was poisoned.

Very good.

Gordon secretly praised in his heart.

This is the first real battle between him and Hayatta.

Such things as tacit understanding can naturally be cultivated, but to a greater extent it depends on "compatibility".

Obviously, he and Hayata have a pretty good compatibility—creating flaws for each other, controlling the rhythm of the battle, and completely suppressing Qiankoulong in a short time.

According to this rhythm, the battle will soon end.

However, in the hunting ground, there are always surprises.

When the two sand boats were about to approach the rock platform where the transport team was hiding, another giant shadow rushed out from the ground, with its mouth wide open, and roared ferociously at them.

The second submersible dragon!

The roaring sound from a distance immediately distracted part of Gordon and Hayata's attention.

There is no combat power that can fight Qiankoulong over there, and fighting the enemy separately is the only choice at the moment.

Just as Gordon was about to speak, Hayata took the first step and said: "Senior Gordon! My speed is faster, I will go to support!"

Gordon was silent for a moment.

Compared with the seriously injured and poisoned wretch in front of him, the Qiankoulong in full bloom was naturally more dangerous on the side of the sand boat.

He subconsciously wants to take more dangerous tasks on his stronger self, but he also has to admit that what Hayatta said makes sense.

With heavy armor, a big sword, and a heavy weight, it is extremely inconvenient for him to run on the sandy ground. In terms of support speed, Hayata must be faster.

Trust her.

"Go."

Gordon, who had made a decision in his heart, responded, and Hayata nodded heavily, put away his weapon, and ran away at high speed.

"Pig chop, go help her."

Before wandering around for a long time, I couldn't find a chance to plug in my phone. I was afraid that throwing an explosive bomb would interrupt Gordon's perfect attack rhythm.

Running on all fours, he chased Hayata.

Gordon twisted his neck, picked up the big sword, stared at the small scarlet eyes of the submerged dragon in front of him, and said with a grin:

"Take care of you first."

The sudden appearance of the second submerged dragon startled the crew of the sand boat.

For a moment, they thought the two young hunters were too weak, so they let the monster go.

After looking back, I confirmed that the Qiankoulong was supposed to live alone, but two of them appeared in the same area at the same time? !

This submerged dragon seemed to take the sound of the sand boat's sails as some kind of provocation.

Roaring furiously, the huge mouth opened together with the gill cover on the back of the head, and in the next second, violent air mixed with gravel sprayed out.

"Wind Cannon! Scatter!"

The captain of the ship commanded loudly, and the two sand ships turned sharply to both sides at the same time, narrowly avoiding the blow.

Facing the breath of Qiankoulong, the members of the sand boat group were tense, but not panicked.

They are veterans who have survived feast after feast and honed to this day.

Compared with Fengshanlong's wind cannon breath, which is enough to set off a terrifying sandstorm, the Qiankoulong in front of him is like farting with its mouth.

The head of the "wind gun" really praised it.

The captain of the ship also secretly hated him.

In order to avoid wind and sand wear, the weapons on the sand boat are usually kept in the warehouse for maintenance.

If it weren't for the urgency of the departure this time, there was no time to outfit the sand ship, and you would have allowed yourself to be arrogant like a fat fish? I will give you a heavy-duty bed crossbow (varistor gun) to open it!

Seeing that the breath failed, and the sand boat ran fast again, Qiankoulong didn't hesitate much, and dived into the sand sea with its head down.

This made the crew tense again.

On the sand surface, Qiankoulong can easily dodge any attack. No matter how big its mouth is, no matter how strong its bite force is, it cannot bite a fast-moving sand boat.

But the raid after diving underground is different.

To avoid the sudden attack of Qiankoulong, all they can rely on is their reaction speed and luck.

"Pay attention to the sand surface!" The captain of the ship reminded loudly.

A crew member pointed to a direction behind the side of the sandy ship and shouted, "It's coming!"

"Hold tight!" The captain of the boat pulled the rudder oars hard, and the sand boat suddenly turned sharply, avoiding Qiankoulong's surprise attack from bottom to top.

The crew members cheered, but the subterranean dragon that dived into the ground again immediately made them unable to laugh.

The attack was far from over, but they were powerless to fight back.

At this time, a guerrilla member named Cessna suddenly remembered something, and she shouted: "We have weapons!"

As he said that, he rushed into the small cabin and ran out with a large barrel bomb.

The captain's eyes lit up.

"Hold the bomb to the stern, unplug the insurance, and see the opportunity!"

A brawny crew member took the large barrel bomb in Cessna's hand, pulled out the safety and held it high.

"It's close."

The captain of the boat fixed his gaze on the dusty ground, "... right now, throw it away!"

The brawny crew threw out the barrel bomb with force, and Qiankoulong just rushed out of the ground at this time.

"Boom, boom!"

The landing point of the bomb barrel was a little bit off, and it didn't hit Qiankoulong directly, but the scattered explosion flames and shock waves still managed to overturn it to the ground.

The Qiankoulong struggled to get up, it roared furiously, and it was about to burrow into the ground and disappear again.

A green swift shadow galloped towards at this moment.

The Flying Dragon Knife was unsheathed, and following Hayata's light dance-like turning around and slashing, a long and narrow bloody mouth was cut on the Qiankoulong's chin.

"Huh, finally caught up."

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