Chapter 754 Long Wu's Strange Fighting Style

"Heibao, you can feel free to express yourself. Since they choose to fight to the end, there's no need to be polite!"

After Zhang Xing finished speaking, he took out a table, two chairs, and a pot of tea.

"Teacher Solina, let's just sit back and watch the show."

With that said, he poured Sorina a cup of tea, sat down and sipped it slowly.

Seeing the overwhelming soldiers rushing up, Hei Bao was about to step forward, but was stopped by Poison Dragon Long Wu.

"Boss Heibao, please take a break for now. I will leave this group of people to you."

"Okay, Long Wu, it's up to you!"

Hei Bao nodded.

Every time there was a battle, he was always at the forefront, and the battle was over before the other dragons had a chance to take action.

Now that this battle won't be over in a while, it's time for other dragons to show their talents.

Long Wu flapped his wings and faced the hundreds of thousands of horses rushing towards him alone.

Before he could get closer, thousands of giant magic arrows were shot from the mountain peak.

Each giant arrow was eighty meters long and three meters in diameter. The sharp triangular arrow tips shone with a blue cold light, and were coated with more than three hundred types of mixed poisons.

The snake-shaped text Yuanwen is engraved on the arrow.

This is the legendary dragon-slaying arrow.

Such magic arrows are only found in the imperial palace or Wanren Mountain. Even if other first-class families have them, they are not in large numbers.

But its inventor was still the former Martial Saint of Wanren Mountain.

Thousands of years ago, in order to resist the undead ghost dragons of the dark clan, several martial saints and demon saints developed this kind of rune magic arrow.

The arrow body and body are both made at once, and it takes six hundred high-level warriors to activate their fighting spirit to destroy a ghost dragon.

However, the metal materials for making such arrows are in short supply and there is no way to mass-produce them.

They can only be equipped with some for the imperial capitals of each empire.

After the dark clan was driven away, this giant magic arrow was preserved.

After countless improvements in later generations, it became a weapon used to deal with giant dragons.

Of course, the mixed poison on the arrow was prepared by the poison master within the killer group, so there is no problem in using it to paralyze some ordinary sixth- and seventh-level dragons.

However, they didn't know that the dragon flying over was the poisonous dragon Long Wu.

The headmaster Xinchang looked at Long Wu using his giant claws to block the dragon-slaying arrows, with a sneer on his face.

"The dragon-slaying poison is pervasive. Even if you don't need to breathe, it can still enter through your eyes."

"Even if you close your eyes, the poison can penetrate through the gaps in your scales."

"Brother, Zhang Xing's dragons are stronger. The poisonous invasion will be slower and the onset will be longer."

"During this period, our soldiers will suffer great losses."

The third master, Shatang, was much calmer at the moment.

"It doesn't matter. Two million people per peak can't delay the onset of the poison!"

Xinchang said firmly.

More than a dozen other heads also nodded in agreement.

The more than 100 guardian elders and more than 300 hall masters below all looked relaxed and regained their former look.

"Hey! What do you think that dragon is doing?"

A hall master showed doubts in his eyes.

"Tsk! He knew he was outmatched and wanted to escape."

Another hall master said disdainfully.

"No, he doesn't seem to be escaping, but flying high into the sky."

"And, they still rushed towards our two million army."

"Hmph! He is looking for death! But this dragon is very fast. He knows how to run without attacking. He thinks this is a race!"

"..."

"Strange, what is this dragon doing? Why does it keep running and not attacking?"

Even Xinchang asked the others in confusion.

"This... always feels weird, something seems wrong."

The second master, Gong Qu, frowned and stared at the magic screen intently.