Ride and Cut

In terms of aerial combat, giant dragons have an almost incredible spiritual intuition, which is a talent flowing in their veins.

This young red dragon named Alfonso is no exception. Of course, it knows that once it is in the lower position, it will face a very passive situation. So he raised his head and sprayed out a dragon's breath fireball.

The scorching heat distorted the air. The pure elemental flames gathered into groups and went straight away.

Don't seek to kill the opponent, but only seek to buy yourself a little precious lift-off time.

It smelled a disturbing aura from that grotesque black monster, so it would never underestimate the enemy, and thought that there was no problem with its tactical choice.

But in the eyes of the people on the ground, Qiqiu was also too flexible, and he avoided breathing with a light swing. Then, like a weight, it swooped down from the commanding heights.

Ascending on the one hand, falling on the other, the speed at which the two sides approached each other was too fast, and they could only react instinctively in the blink of an eye.

Gerald straightened his spear, and the red dragon Alfonso opened his claws.

The lord was laughing wildly, and Qiqiu's body tensed up.

With a "bang", Li Cha completely knocked the extra-long lance fixed on the saddle into the air, and it rolled and fell to nowhere.

The dragon's sharp claws left several bloody scratches on Qiqiu's chest, and a puff of black hair flew around. Not to be outdone, Qiqiu used his horn to pierce a bloody hole in the dragon's arm.

The key is that the lord took the opportunity to return the sword again!

Just this one sword almost killed him. A deep wound was cut at the red dragon's mouth that reached to the lower jaw, and the bones inside could be seen, and the golden dragon's blood gushed out like it didn't cost money!

Alfonso's roar suddenly became a little leaky.

Tough skin, thick scales, and strong flesh and blood together make up the almost exaggerated defense of the giant dragon. An ordinary heavy swordsman swung with all his strength, at most he could leave a white mark on the scales.

But all of this, in front of the lord of the Alpine Fort, seemed to not exist, it was even weaker than sheepskin!

The two sides passed by each other, circling each other, and opened a distance of several hundred yards in an instant. Immediately afterwards, he turned his head sharply and stared at the other party.

"Dragon breath." Gerald patted the red dragon Alfonso's neck.

He has already realized that the opponent is by no means mediocre, just one blow of weapons broke several bones in his hand, the strength is simply not too domineering!

The giant dragon is a magical beast with wisdom, and can fully understand the common language.

"Put me on its back." Li Cha was bathed in golden dragon blood, and his violent force shattered half of his clothes, revealing his strong muscles in the rags, shining to the extreme.

Qiqiu can't understand the common language, but with the help of the vague spiritual connection between the two parties, he can also understand the meaning.

Although both sides are air cavalry, their combat modes are completely different. The main force between Gerald and Alfonso is undoubtedly Alfonso. Between the lord and Qiqiu, Li Cha is the main attacker.

So everyone on the ground was able to see for themselves that Qi Qiu was like a swallow avoiding the rain, dodging three dragon breath fireballs one after another.

This red dragon is still too young, and the use of dragon breath is far from sophisticated and ruthless. The long-distance empty artillery allows the opponent to easily dodge, causing fatal waste.

Even if it is a giant dragon, it is impossible to use the dragon's breath indefinitely. When someone comes close, there is no stock to squander.

Li Cha jumped directly from Qiqiu's back and rushed straight at Alfonso, the magnetic force acted on his hand to kill the dragon, dragging him like a galloping horse, the speed was bizarre!

This kind of weirdness often makes predictions biased.

The sharp claws waved in the air, and the dragon's breath also passed by, and the lord had already landed on it.

The dragon's tough scales, sharp claws, and strong strength make it not afraid to fight any opponent in close quarters. It is the most outstanding sky fighter in itself.

But this time, the opponent it encountered was different from before.

A dragon's roar full of pain resounded above Vatican, attracting countless surprised eyes.

The new version of Zhanlong, which is close to the length of two blades, penetrated into the flesh from under the shoulder blades, instantly disintegrating all of Alfonso's resistance.

The dragon's wings struggled and flapped twice, but in the end it could only be flattened feebly. The giant dragon weighing several tons was captured by gravity again, and quickly swooped towards the ground.

Richard grabbed Gerald's clothes and forcibly pulled him off the saddle. The two of them were falling, and they were caught by Qiqiu's broad back together.

The pitch-black demon wings flapped slowly, descending from the collapsed dome of the Tunguska Arena. The sunlight was blocked by them, casting huge shadows on the ground like dark clouds.

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life." The lord threw Gerald to the ground casually.

The dragon knight, who was still high-spirited just now, lay on the ground like ooze, with tears streaming down his face, his whole body had collapsed, "My dragon! Alfonso!"

The giant beast Qiqiu turned into a little black ghost Qiqiu again, with a bunch of white hair on his chest stained with bright red blood, looking pitiful.

"Qiqiu~" The little thing was lying in his arms and acted like a baby, with tears in his eyes, which immediately made Li Cha feel extremely distressed.

The eyes of other people in the Colosseum were a little dull, and there was no sound for a while.

It's not that they haven't imagined that the dragon knight might be defeated, and they also know that since they can bear the name of dragon slayer, the lord of the mountain castle must have two brushes.

But even the most daring people never imagined that it would be so fast! After lift-off, there were only two rounds of offense and defense, and the speed was dizzying. Before we could see who was superior and who was inferior, the outcome was already decided.

It is completely different from the imaginary battle between dragons and tigers, fierce competition, and then winning with difficulty.

"The reality has always been like this. A single mistake can determine life and death in an instant." Li Cha scoffed at this kind of thinking, "I played ping-pong-pong for a long time. Do you think it's an act in the commercial arena for you to watch?"

Bedric's eyes were particularly complicated.

If your friend fails the exam, you will be very sad. But when he really got a full score in the test, he must be even more sad. He's in that mood right now.

To say that brilliance is definitely not brilliance, but this is human nature.

"Good job!" The ups and downs made Prince Schmidt feel that his old heart couldn't bear it, and he held his chest and panted more violently than Richard.

The prospect suddenly brightened up, making him flushed, and he couldn't hold back his excitement.

"Pompeii won the first victory. It was a wonderful battle. The players had a half-hour break." Belluni's voice came from the highest floor of the auditorium again.

He may be the only one present who can fully enjoy the viewing pleasure.

"Look, I mean what I say, and if I say spare his life, I will spare his life." The lord put the sword back into its sheath, wiped the sticky dragon blood on his face, and said with a smile.

Leaving Prince Abel in place with a livid face. But Gerald still knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, "My dragon! My Alfonso!"