Princess Against the World

This means that the wave after wave of attacks he and Ling Luoyu just carried out can actually be regarded as harvesting the life of the nine-headed dragon, so that now only the last one is left, so it can be gnawed beyond recognition by the painted iron hammer. So embarrassed.

Ling Luoyu disagreed with his statement: "According to your point of view, if we just chop off its head again, it will die??"

"Sure!"

Feng Chenglin laughed loudly, grabbed the soul blade, raised the knife with his hand, and chopped off the nearest head with one blow.

But……

Reality hit him quickly in the face as he laughed.

The nine-headed dragon's head once again grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, he gave him a very ferocious death shout and screamed "Hoarse".

Feng Chenglin lost his temper at this moment: "...What the hell is going on? Is it because of my bad character? How can I be despised like this?"

A slovenly, foot-picking man like Hua Tiechui could cause irreversible damage to the Nine-Headed Dragon. How could a handsome young man like him be crushed without even a single trick? !

It’s simply unreasonable! !

Under the stunned gazes of the two people, Hua Tiechui seemed to be going crazy, holding the little head and gnawing at it until there was no skin and flesh on it, leaving only a big, bare head.

Panting heavily, Painting Hammer let out a whimpering roar from his throat, holding his head and sitting there in shock.

After a long time, he slowly raised his head and looked at Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin.

Feng Chenglin immediately gave him a thumbs up: "Brother, you are still the best!"

Until now, Hua Tiechui still doesn't understand what's going on.

The wound on his thigh hurt so much that he was sweating all over, gasping for breath, and threw the bone to the ground.

"What on earth is going on?"

"We also want to ask you, why are you so powerful?"

As Feng Chenglin said this, he avoided the other heads of the Nine-Headed Dragon and brushed against Hua Tiechui.

"Hey, you are quite fluent, Third Young Master..."

He took the bandage, sprinkled medicine on the wound, and bandaged the wound.

Ling Luoyu whispered: "Fat man, these nine-headed dragon heads have stopped attacking!"

Only then did Feng Chenglin realize that something was wrong: "Really, this guy shrank when he saw that he was no match for us, right?"

"Why is he not our opponent? Just him?" Ling Luoyu glanced at Hua Tiechui without trace in Danshui.

Although this guy actually hurt the Nine-headed Dragon and bit off one of its heads alive, but with this alone, he could make the Nine-headed Dragon retreat... but it was absolutely impossible! !

"The nine-headed dragon is a beast, not a human being. Even if it is defeated, its animal nature will make it become more and more ferocious to avenge itself, instead of hiding and living like it is now!"

At this time, the Nine-Headed Dragon seemed to be frightened by the Huati Hammer. It drooped its dead head, shrank, and hid behind tremblingly.

Feng Chenglin smiled indifferently: "Don't worry about why it hid with its tail between its legs. Anyway, this is the fact now. Look at it, it's like seeing a ghost when it sees us. It's an expression that can't be avoided... "

Although he has not studied the micro-expressions of beasts, it can be seen from the eyes and actions of the nine-headed dragon that it is afraid.