"Arrogant guy, if I wasn't injured, I will definitely teach you a good lesson!"

The angry captain of the Three-Eyed Tribe, Ding Si, had already seen that this guy with a bird beak was taking advantage of others' danger. If his right arm was not broken, the other party would never say such arrogant provocative words. ◇↓

"Lin Mo, go up and beat it up!"

At this time, Li Mubing was the one who was in the shift. In her opinion, it was really a pity for her enthusiasm if she didn't beat the eagle-headed man.

"Since you said so, then I will take your life with great compassion!"

Maintaining a cold look, Lin Mo urged his mount to meet him.

The birdman who fought against Wushao and the golden dragon that evolved into a kirin spewed out a ball of flame disdainfully. Since he had made up his mind to pretend to be a fire monster, he would naturally pretend to be the end.

"Fire-type monster?!"

It cannot be blamed for Anluyifu's poor eyesight. Like other intelligent races in the underground world, it failed to recognize what the ferocious monster mount was. If he knew the truth, even if he had the courage to use it, he would not dare to hand claws to a giant dragon.

"Kneel down! Or, die!"

As the main battle force of the human race in the surface world, the dominance of the Dragon Knight is an important means to successfully get into the underground world.

Peaceful coexistence is almost a fantasy in the early stages of contact between the two civilizations. In the history of any clan, when communicating with external civilizations, the first thing is to start wars with each other and use force to determine the future discourse power of both sides.

The dragon-slaying giant sword comparable to the door panel pointed directly at the eagle's wing arm, which made the Boka clan captain furious.

This is a new student who is so ignorant of the world. Pan Taijun's captain is not a weakling who can be bullied, nor is it that a new student can ignore, even if the other party is still riding a monster mount.

"Bastard! Death!"

Anluyifu let out a sharp scream, and the spear in his hand poked the ground, lifting the large iron-tied bow. He pulled up five or six minutes, and the string sounded three times. The three heavy arrows with poisoned obsidian at the top rushed towards each other like three black lightning bolts.

Ding dong! Three dull sounds, two poison-tempered heavy arrows hit the wide and thick blade of the Dragon Sword. The best attack is the best defense. This concept is fully reflected in the Dragon Sword. With a casual lift, you can block any arrow attack like a tower shield.

The third arrow hit the chest of the golden dragon without any bias. Although it was fabricated with special potions, the hardness of the obsidian arrow was comparable to that of steel. However, it was still a delusion to break the defense.

Even if the poison is tempered in advance, what can I do if I break the defense? Will the gold-type dragon steel and iron bones be afraid of those ordinary venoms?

After three arrows like a bead arrow, the captain of the Boka clan, Anluyifu, threw down the iron-tied bow without any hesitation, pulled up the spear, flapped his arms, and the neat feathers immediately raised a strong wind, pushing his body forward to rush forward suddenly three points faster.

I took one step and had already crossed more than ten meters when I landed.

"Charge! Foodie!"

Lin Mo clamped his legs and immediately heard the golden dragon complaining.

"Uncle is not a war horse!"

Although he was unwilling to accept his voice, his body moved, and rushed towards Anluyifu like the wind.

"You have to pay for your arrogance! Bastard!"

His arms were buoyed violently, and the air flow was generated by fanning, which immediately raised more than ten meters. He rushed towards the person who was rushing over.

Although it does not have the ability to fly like the flying species, the Boka tribe can use its racial talents to occupy the commanding heights of the attack, and the power of the martial arts they display can increase a little bit. Inexperienced opponents often cannot hold on for a single round.

Seeing the opponent leaping high, Lin Mo sneered a corner of his mouth. The other party really treated him as an ordinary knight. He would never think that what he encountered was actually an air knight. The one he was not afraid of was the air control tactics. Using such tricks to treat him was no different from seeking death.

"The wind is coming!"

The dragon-slaying giant sword was as light as nothing in the hands of the Dragon Knight. It was swung with special skills. The whistling sound surrounding the sword blade became more and more intense, forming an incredibly violent airflow.

Buzz! ~

Suddenly, his wrist flapped the dragon-slashing sword, and his roared sword roared into the sky with a disturbing wind.

"What? Ah!"

Before Anluyifu could react, the irresistible airflow suddenly wrapped its body. Before he could even get close to Lin Mo and the golden dragon, he was forced to roll and fly into the higher mid-air like a cloud flying.

Even with the wings of both arms constantly slamming, the out-of-control posture still did not improve at all while the sky was spinning.

"Oh! Lord Anluyifu is so powerful that he can fly so high."

"That weak chicken knight is dead. This is the eagle's pounce on the chicken! Haha, the new guy in Dog Town can only speak big words."

"Listen to me, the Boka tribes are best at culling skills, just like this, look! Lord Anluyifu has fallen, it must be a very powerful killing move."

"I can't wait to see the scene of that knight being killed. I feel a little excited when I think about it!"

For the sake of their position, various strange words and ridicule of Lin Mo's overestimation of his ability appeared in the team of Du Piao, the lizard man, and perhaps out of jealousy, they were happy to see a guy riding a monster being killed in the most tragic way.

"Nonsense! Your Birdman Captain is about to be finished!"

Not only is it the same team relationship, but also the delicious grilled piece, the lizardman blue teeth waved his paws unwillingly at the annoying guys.

Although he knew in his heart that the higher the culling skill of the Boka warrior jumped, the greater the lethality, he still hoped that Lin Mo would be the final winner when he was not confident.

The airflow was invisible and intangible, but no one could see that Anluyifu's rise again was completely involuntary.

"Mr. Lin Mo, kill them all! You are invincible!"

The secretary, Ilya, Berkra, was constantly laughing in his heart, proud of his hatred.

To some extent, half of this duel was picked up by it.

The fire was burned on his butt. The Ilya people have always been a wise race who holds revenge, and the captain of the Boka tribe happened to avenge it.

"Those who are good at swimming drowning! Those who are good at flying fall! Air combat skills are not that fun!"

When the onlookers were confused and ignorant, Lin Mo stirred up the air flow again, waved a strong wind like a method, and rolled the just falling Anluyifu to a higher height again.

The dragon-slaying sword in his hands was not just a heavy killer that could be used as a shield, but also like a huge palm-leaf fan, which easily caused a terrible wind, leaving the eagle-headed man of the Boka tribe at a loss. Don't talk about attacks, you can't even stabilize your body.

With the overlord of the sky, how could the dragon knight not understand the power of the wind?

Lin Mo, who fought with Anluyifu, is a dragon knight with a serious and orthodox tradition.

"Wow! It's even higher! What kind of culling trick is this!"

The aliens on the ground were almost stunned and kept cheering loudly. The captain of the Boka tribe was too powerful and could fly so high.

Something is wrong! It’s very wrong!

Ding Si, a member of the Three-Eyed Tribe who was also the captain, noticed a strange thing. As an old rival within Pan Taijun, he naturally knew Anluyifu's strength very well.

If you can fly to such a high, the culling technique you will eventually release will definitely be very terrifying, but if this birdman has such strength, how could he be willing to be a captain?! Perhaps even the captain of the regiment is qualified!

The more I looked at the captain of the Three-Eyed Clan, the more suspicious he felt. Lord Lin Mo was clearly playing with his opponent, and was able to defeat his master with one punch and defeat Anluyifu. There is no doubt about this.

Who would have thought that Anluyifu, who was struggling in the air, did not even have the ability to call for help. As soon as he opened his mouth, the strong wind sucked into his mouth rudely, pressing back the sound that had just come out of his throat, making it roll its eyes and even breathing became difficult.

How can it be called a complete life without ups and downs?

What the captain of the Boka tribe is enjoying at this moment is not just three ups and downs, but ups and downs, five ups and downs... or more.

If it could, it would have been howling and yelling to surrender, but Lin Mo would not give this opportunity at all.

Among the two new teams, various clamors gradually lowered, and more and more aliens discovered that the captain of the Boca tribe who seemed to be activateing a powerful culling skill was obviously not right, and the more he looked, the more he seemed to be struggling involuntarily.

On the ground, the giant sword in the hand of Lord Lin Mo was dancing wildly, and he always let out a deafening roar, as if a huge tornado was taking shape, and Captain Anluyifu was trapped in it and could not get out.

"Mr. Anluyifu, don't hesitate anymore. Kill this arrogant guy with one blow!"

Although he still couldn't believe this guess, Du Piao shouted at the sniff.

"Help, help..."

The birdman flying in the sky finally held his energy and let out a change of voice.

"What? Help!"

The newcomers in the two teams on the ground looked at each other. Shouldn't the Boka clan masters be preparing to launch a killing move? Why did they shout help?

Could it be that you can't control your culling skills?

This kind of thing is ridiculous.

"Turn the wind! The falling stars fall!"

Lin Mo's sword skills did not stop. He stopped suddenly, and then waved his sword in a more violent way along the previous trajectory.

This time the riot airflow no longer went up, but went down quickly, just like a helicopter slowly landing, and the strong wind on the ground made the aliens watching the battle tilt around, almost unable to open their eyes.

"Ah! This is! No, no no!"

The lift that made him unable to control suddenly disappeared in an empty space. Before Anluyifu could be happy, he screamed and his body was falling at high speed involuntarily.
Chapter completed!