C168 (1/2)
Whoosh!
The sharp arrow shot at the little dragon bird. The fierce light in the Little Dragon Bird's purple pupil flashed by. The two wings closed, and one of them dropped sharply to avoid the sharp arrow. Then the wings shook and dived down to Santai from the high altitude.
”What
Sang Tai was surprised. He wanted to shoot again. It was too late, because the little dragon sparrow was coming.
”Wolf's war skill - wolf's tooth sting!”
Sang Tai suddenly drank, and the muscles on his arm suddenly increased. He broke his sleeve. The gray black wolf hair was exposed, and long claws grew on his fingers. The strength of the claws shrouded the claws, forming a virtual shadow like a wolf's tooth.
Sang Tai stepped on the wolf's back, jumped high, and dived down to meet the little dragon sparrow.
Little dragon finch purple pupil fine awn flow, the whole body burning black flame and exuberant two points, like a falling meteor hit sangtai.
Bang!
When they collided, there was a roar in mid air!
Ah
Sang Tai howled, and his whole body was burned by the dark flame. How did he jump up and how did he fall down? The little dragon finch also dropped several black feathers. The wounds from five sharp claws appeared in his abdomen, and the pale gold blood was flowing slowly.
This is the first time that the little dragon bird has been injured since it was born, and the blood is pale gold!
The little dragon sparrow didn't stop after being injured. With a shock of its wings, it shot at Santai on the ground.
”Ah...”! What kind of fire is this! Ah...! ”
Burnt black by the black flame, Santai only howls on the ground, trying to put out the black flame, but finds that he can't put it out, and the snow on the ground is evaporated into steam.
Poof!
Sangtai had no resistance. His neck was cut down by the little dragon bird with its claws. The blood gushed out about ten feet away. A big good head rolled aside. There was still pain in his eyes.
The Little Dragon Bird grabs Santai's head and flies away, leaving only dozens of wolf cavalry.
”Gulu!”
”Lord Santai is dead!” A wolf rider spat, and his eyes widened. It was incredible to see the scene in front of him.
”Ouch! Lord Santai is dead Looking at the body burned to black ash, the leaderless wolf rode in a commotion.
”Ha ha ha ha...”! I didn't expect to meet such a fierce bird in such a place. This black bird is mine! ” This is a joyful laugh from afar. A green streamer flies to the direction of Little Dragon Bird
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”it's strange that Mo Yu hasn't come back. He's gone for half an hour!” Luo Yu looks at the distance and murmurs that he is worried that the speed of the little dragon bird should not be so slow.
”Brother! What's up? Haven't your birds come back yet? ” Li Yu, dressed in black armor, came and asked.