My Heroic Life

Tristan jumped up on the ground just before the shock wave hit, his body leaped into the sky like a swallow, leaping directly over the head of the dragon seed, this Yang behavior naturally caused the dragon to be angry.

Due to the effect of the suppression of magic dust, the dragon species cannot breathe, but it still has fangs and sharp teeth that can confront the enemy. It stretches its neck and bites into the air, the sound of the strings rang, and the invisible wind blade flew out dozens of times with the sound of the piano. Dao, slammed hard at the dragon's ferocious face.

Tristan turned over to the ground, and the dragon wailed with blood on his face behind him. It uttered a dragon cry for help, but the two-footed wyvern of the dependents was dead and wounded.

Tristan immediately began to move when he landed. Mobile warfare was his most familiar way of fighting, not to mention the current dangerous situation.

He looked around for a moment. Around him, three giant dragons were slapping the ground frantically, flicking their tails, and attacking all kinds of areas at once. They roared and tried their best to kill the little fly that entangled them.

And the little fly named Tristan is far from being as dashing as the highlight lens just now. In fact, avoiding these attacks has made him do his best. He can only occasionally find opportunities to fight back.

The power of dragon species is that they will experience more deeply after fighting. Tristan is conceited to release the treasure with all his strength and can directly kill one dragon species, but the other two are a little troublesome, and now he chooses to fight three dragons by himself, because Please, fellow Green Hat.

During the period when the red-haired knight attracted the attention of the dragon, the orange-haired youth was completely lost. However, while avoiding attacks, Tristan occasionally saw and saw arrows stained with suspicious liquid in various shadows. Shoot at the three-headed dragon.

Then there is no more.

The three-headed dragons got so many arrows, but they were all alive and kicking. Obviously they didn't take this attack like a mosquito bite to heart. Tristan himself was a little speechless. Now his thoughts can be summarized as:

You, is your poison expired big brother?

Of course, a well-educated knight would not say that. He could only continue to dodge and wait, waiting for the moment when Robin Hood's attack was effective.

However, there are flaws in any marvelous body technique, especially when facing unexpected situations.

There was an omission in the coverage of the suppression of magic dust.

It is an extremely rare underground cave opening on the plain, and the biting cold wind blows out continuously from it. Since the beginning of the battle, it has gradually diluted the magic dust in the air near the cave entrance, and this has become a natural and deadly trap.

Both the dragon seed and the knight didn't know anything about it. They gradually stepped into this area during the fierce battle, and then the movements of the three dragons collectively stopped.

They could feel that the blockage-like sensation in their throats gradually disappeared, and the flow of magic power in their bodies was once again smooth. Their biggest weapon, Long Yan, suddenly returned to their control.

The red-haired knight also felt something, his eyes that had been slightly closed suddenly opened, trying to stay away from this area, but it was too late.

The unique skill called Dragon Qi is activated, and the majestic aura increases the power of the dragon flame. The three dragons open their mouths, and the infinite magic power is burned and condensed between the fangs.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three roars sounded, and the ultra-high-temperature dragon flame crossed the sky to produce entanglements. Tristan did not retreat in a critical moment, but instead moved forward. He rushed into the three giant dragons against the scorching wind.

The long-range attack dragon flame has since lost its effect, but at the same time, it also means that the knight is in a dangerous situation of close hand-to-hand combat with a three-headed hill-like monster.

The dragon species roared joyfully. Since the start of the war, they finally found a chance to attack. The sharp claws came with the strong wind, and the sky-pillar-like tail was like a giant whip.

Tristan has no time to sigh this sad fate at this moment. The world is still in his senses, the shadow of the claws covers his body, the dragon's tail is high on his side, and the attacks in three directions are interwoven into a skynet. Tell him clearly.

This is a mortal game.

But all normal people would have despair in the face of death, the fear of death would overwhelm everything, but for Tristan, this desperation not only did not make him retreat, but stimulated almost fearless strength.

"At least, kill two!"

Between life and death, the beautiful and more woman-looking knight burst out with a shocking intent to fight, revealing to the world unparalleled strength under his beauty. The magic power around him boils, the wind blades between his fingers gather like a dragon, and the strings tremble. Ming, the familiar sound of the piano spread throughout the battlefield.

"A crying phantom."

The treasure was fully unfolded under the infusion of all the magic power of the owner, and the arrow of infinite vacuum rushed in two directions and made a harsh rubbing sound. Under the brilliance of this treasure, the claws attacked by the two dragon seeds were torn apart, and the wind The blade continued to scream and gallop, bucking the trend from the minions, shattering the dragon's throat.

The two top fantasy species were killed instantly, but the exhausted knight was also knocked out by the dragon's tail thrown from the side. He rolled over a hundred meters, and the blood overflowed from his mouth.

In Tristan's vague vision, the dragon had already reached its tail, and the hideous and ugly reptile face gradually approached from the sky, and at the same time, familiar voices sounded in his ears.

"I'm so sorry, sir, for keeping you waiting."

The air was full of waves, and the figure of a young man in green suddenly appeared in a place where there was no one. His silly attitude had disappeared, and his expression was serious and slightly respectful.

"Behind you, hurry up..."

The knight looked at the giant shadow covering the two of them, struggling to issue a warning, while the orange-haired youth shook his head.

"No, no need."

He raised his head and raised his hand, and the treasure named Prayer Bow shot arrows into the mouth of the blood basin close at hand, detonating the poison of yew that had flowed throughout the dragon seed in the long battle.

The toxin that was dismissed by the dragon species turned into a bomb under the guidance of the treasure. The body of the giant dragon burst in the light of the green ancient tree. In the rain of flesh and blood, the young man in green put on his hood and fell to the ground. The knight stretched out his hand.

"You can do it, sir?"

Tristan put on a rare smile with a sad face, and he stretched out his hand to shake it back.

"of course!"

Chapter 103 The Thunder Tree on the Battlefield (3/8)

The two heroic spirits who fought with the dragon seed were victorious, and on the other side, the thick fog surrounding a lonely dragon gradually dispersed.

The white-haired little girl walked out of the fog. Behind her, her abdomen was completely cut open. The blood was flowing all over the ground, and she saw the dragon seed about to die.

Jack's young body leaned against the exposed heart of the dragon and gasped. For her who specializes in fighting against people, the dragon seed is very difficult to deal with. If it were not for the suppression of the magic dust to seal the dragon's breath, she might also It's hard to win.

The bloody smell of drifting in the air calmed her slightly. She raised her small head and looked around. Suddenly, she saw a girl in a black dress in the distance directing the magic book to attack a hill-like enemy.

"That's... a friend!"

Her eyes lit up and she moved closer in that direction.

——

"Clang! Clang!"

Suspected bells ringing intensively, the sound of metal struck, the air wave rolled, the earth was flying, hill-like monsters and humanoid monsters were fighting wildly in countless beasts, but surprisingly, the monsters were only on the periphery. Wandering, but did not approach.

There is no other reason. The monsters also have IQ and intuition. They all understand that the battle is no longer something they can intervene. Anyone who ran over would be engulfed by the aftermath of the attack. Into mud.

The audience was panicked, but the protagonists on the battlefield were high-spirited. The Guardian and Mordred refused to give up to each other. The giant stone blade and the laser sword formed by Claurent had already fought more than a thousand times.

On the other side of the battlefield, the situation is not very optimistic.

Frankenstein looked around with a warhammer in his hand. The group of warcrafts was running around her under the order of the guardian. The green electric current was shining around her, but it still couldn't stop the endless attacks of the warcrafts.

"Well!"

Several wolf-shaped monsters emerged from the herd, and attacked the girl in the white skirt from four directions. The girl in Frankenstein's hand swung her chastity into a circle, and the electric lightning hammer hit the giant wolf, directly hitting the four monsters. Burned into pitch black coke.

However, these large movements caused the girl's defensive air door to open wide. Among the herd, countless monsters swooped at the right time. In the crisis, she bent down and inhaled suddenly, then opened her mouth and shouted.

"Yeah!!!"