Chapter 828: Puxian Goes Out to Fight!

When it found that many small creatures had broken into its nest, the Thunder Dragon, feeling fooled, roared to the sky.

Its attention was finally diverted from Lieyan.

Realizing this, Lieyan and others rushed into the air with the help of the Kinsect and risked a strong attack.

Spiral sprint, axe jump, air blade slash

A series of attacks fell on the Thunder Dragon, and the Thunder Dragon rolled up its body and used its back covered with soft spines and hard flesh to take the hunters' attack.

Then, its rolled-up body suddenly unfolded like a spring, and its fin claws and long tail swept across to shoot down the hunters.

In this way, the Thunder Dragon got rid of the hunters' entanglement, and flew into the air, flying towards the central basin of the ancient city of Longgong.

"Chase!"

Lieyan and others, with an ugly face, chased at full speed.

On the other side, the craftsmen and villagers followed the instructions of the village chief Puxian and retreated in a hurry and order.

Asking ordinary people to stay calm, not panic, and follow orders when facing monster attacks sounds easy, but it is actually very difficult.

Most ordinary people will inevitably fall into chaos when facing the threat of death.

Fortunately, these villagers are "elites" who have experienced several baptisms of the Hundred Dragons Night Parade. It is too difficult for them to carry weapons and fight large monsters, but they can still keep basic calm.

However, it seems that time is too late.

The area of ​​the isolated island is not large, and it is almost a blink of an eye to rush back with the speed of the Thunder Dragon.

At this time, the twenty or thirty craftsmen and villagers have not had time to completely retreat into the corridor leading to the outer periphery of the island, and the Thunder Dragon has already roared and swooped down.

The orange-yellow soft spines, or tentacles, that almost cover its entire back, are shining with golden lightning.

Countless large and small stones rose into the air.

Gordon and others who were installing mortars in front of the castle tower were too far away and unable to support. Seeing that the Thunder Dragon was about to rush into the crowd, two rapid-fire cannons opened fire.

Maka and Oshura each operated a rapid-fire cannon, locking their sights on the diving Thunder Dragon, and the chain of fire formed by the micro-shells whipped and swept the Thunder Dragon.

Now is not the time to save ammunition. In just a few seconds, they emptied a drum.

The Thunder Dragon roared in pain.

The power of each shell of the rapid-fire cannon may only be said to be insignificant, but with the blessing of the amazing firing rate, this round of attack was very effective.

Remembering the reminder of the scholar Issa before, Maka and the others deliberately took care of the soft and huge gland in the abdomen of the Thunder Dragon.

The thick ancient dragon blood oozed out from the fine blood pits caused by the rapid-fire cannon shells, and the blood-stained appearance made the Thunder Dragon look a little embarrassed.

Perhaps because of the injury to the vital parts, the Thunder Dragon's movements in the dive appeared stiff for a moment, and it failed to adjust its posture in time and rushed into the crowd.

But for a powerful ancient dragon, physical attacks are not the most dangerous.

Dazzling lightning condensed in its fin-like front claws. As it dived to the ground, its claws slammed the ground, and several solid lightning rings that seemed to be made of liquid gold spread out in all directions unstoppably.

"That's it!" Gale, who was next to the mortar, lifted his visor and exclaimed, "That's the lightning ring! What on earth is this attack?! Energy? Liquid? Gas?

What about those villagers!? They don't have Kinsects!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Speed ​​up the installation!" Ansir shouted without raising his head, "We can't help over there in time, so hurry up and install and fix the dragon-breaking cannon now!"

Hayata didn't seem nervous, but comforted her, "Master Puxian is over there, there will be no problem."

People who have not seen Puxian take action cannot understand where her confidence comes from. Gale looked worriedly at the villagers who had not yet retreated into the narrow corridor.

Previous intelligence mentioned that the thunder ring attack of the Thunder Dragon would "slowly spread."

But this "slowness" is compared with the breath. The actual spreading speed of the lightning ring is not much slower than that of humans running at full speed. Before all the villagers retreat into the tunnel, someone will definitely be affected by the lightning ring.

At this time, the villagers crowded at the entrance of the tunnel began to panic. They have experienced battles, but it does not mean that they can ignore death.

"Calm down!" Puxian roared with full energy, and it can be heard clearly even from hundreds of meters away.

"Retreat in an orderly manner, I will handle this!"

Puxian quickly came between the spreading lightning ring and the villagers. Looking at the still majestic back of the village chief, the villagers' emotions immediately stabilized.

In their eyes, as long as Village Chief Puxian is there, no danger is a problem!

"Hu——"

Puxian exhaled a breath of turbid air, slowly pulled out the big sword behind him, stood in the "eight phase posture", and the whole person was as calm as a mountain.

A strong and fierce fighting spirit ignited from him, and the air blade on the blade was so solid that it looked like red glass.

Feeling the unbridled momentum, Gordon, who was helping Huo Xia tighten the bolts, couldn't help but look up and look over here.

He couldn't help but swear, "**?! What's the matter with that air blade? He hasn't used it before. He draws the sword and it's a red blade?!"

Hayata's eyes were full of stars, "That's the momentum of Master Puxian!"

"Why can't you draw the red blade?"

"Because he is a master!" Hayata replied unhappily, "Look! Master Puxian is going to make a move!"

Facing the thunder ring spreading in front of him, Master Puxian roared and chopped down the sword with a simple cassock slash.

"cut!"

The sword light flashed away.

Where the sword blade passed, a conspicuous gap appeared on the thunder ring, and its integrity was destroyed. The entire thunder ring collapsed like a soap bubble punctured by a needle.

"***! That's awesome!" Gale's eyes widened and he yelled some shocking words of praise. "Why don't we just leave? I think that old man can kill the Thunder God Dragon by himself." Already."

"Sooner or later, I will be able to do that too!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Install it quickly! It's almost done!" An Xil cursed. Only he and Huo Xiao were the most attentive here, always remembering what they were doing.

Under the cover of Puxian, the villagers finally retreated safely into the corridor.

He turned back and shouted to the villagers: "You should hurry up and get back to the boat, sail the boat away from the island, and come back after the thunder light over the island has dissipated!"

"yes!"

Having said that, Puxian turned his gaze back, holding the knife and looking up at the thunder dragon coiling in the air ahead.

At this moment, a figure jumped down next to him.

Ellu, who was wrapped in pitch black armor and even her face was covered by a black scarf, crossed her arms and said, "We are no longer young, nya.

It's just an ancient dragon, and it can be left to young people, meow. "

"Ha, winter wind!"

Pu Xian's tiger-like face had a passionate and arrogant smile, "Young people haven't had time to come back yet. It's okay to make a scene while no one is watching, right?"

Having said that, without waiting for a response from his hunting companions, Puxian rushed towards the Thunder God Dragon alone with his sword in hand with a cry of "brilliant flames".

Dongfeng sighed and swung out a few shurikens with his claws.

"After all these years, I still can't do anything to you."