Fantasy: Start Rewarding 100 Consecutive Draws

"Be careful, everyone, don't be hit by the winged snake's attack, or you will either die or be injured."

Brother Xiong has a serious expression. He is sure to kill the Winged Snake and survive, but it is hard to say for a few teammates.

But isn't the purpose of finding teammates for this? When the battle is not intense, share the consumption of aura, and fill in the lives of teammates if there is danger.

At this moment, Brother Xiong didn't want his teammates to be wasted in this place.

His goal has not been achieved, and these teammates cannot die yet.

puff!

The biggest characteristic of physical training is its strength and high defense.

When the giant ax fell, two deep gashs immediately appeared on the thick body of the Winged Serpent.

Bright red blood spurted out and shot Brother Xiong in the face.

As soon as Brother Xiong made a profit, the others looked refreshed for a moment.

Hong Xiu, Liu Mang, and Qi Yu poured out all their skills and caused a lot of wounds on the winged snake.

The cultivation base of these three people is not enough, and the damage caused is very limited.

But with Brother Xiong on his shoulders, any injury would be good for the development of the situation.

The longer it drags on, the more cuts will be on the Winged Snake's body, and the blood in the body will continue to flow out, and the strength will become weaker and weaker.

Of course, the premise is that Brother Xiong can persevere.

"Hiss hiss!"

Perhaps sensing that the situation was not good for him, the Winged Snake screamed, and its thick tail swept out violently.

"Jump!"

Brother Xiong shouted angrily, and the others jumped up immediately.

boom!

Terrifying power was pumped into the air, making a terrifying explosion.

Hong Chao was relatively far away, but was swept away by the strong wind.

But even so, that handsome face was still full of fear.

"It's so strong!"

Lu Chuan murmured, the cold light sword in his hand was like a delicate scalpel.

Every swing cuts through the gaps in the winged snake's scales, and every time it can goug out a large piece of flesh and blood.

Compared with Brother Xiong's bold attack, Lu Chuan's damage was actually not weak at all.

Every time it was a big piece of flesh, every time it was a blood spurting wound.

It doesn't take too long, at most half a stick of incense, the blood in the winged snake's body will probably be drained.

Although the wisdom of winged snakes is far inferior to that of humans, they are not mentally retarded.

It knows who hurt him, and it knows who is the greatest threat to it.

"Hiss hiss!"

A sharp cry sounded, and the huge body of the Winged Serpent trembled like a convulsion, and the two head-sized bulges on its back also began to change.

It was as if something was trapped inside, struggling.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone was really shocked.

Isn't this too irritable? If you don't agree with each other, you will risk your life? And it's not playing with other people's lives, but playing with your own?

For human monks, it is extremely difficult to advance from the ninth level of the refining stage to the stage of transforming into gods, and if they are not careful, they will be wiped out.

For spirit beasts, the difficulty of advancing from level four to level five is several times higher than that of humans.

Human beings have formations, pills, and magic weapons, and various methods can reduce the difficulty of advancing.

But the spirit beast has nothing!

Except for the flesh and blood, there is very little help that can be obtained.

Under such circumstances, every spirit beast will be extremely cautious when advancing, and will not fight for its life until it can no longer be improved.

But this Winged Snake was different. The battle had just begun, the situation was still unclear, and it might turn around at any time, but the Winged Snake chose to break through without hesitation!

It's like a group of people playing cards. Brother Xiong played a pair of threes, and Lu Chuan followed up with a pair of fours.

The kind of grumpy and impulsive personality, the best is to take the right second. Those who are a little crazy, and those who don't play cards according to the routine, may be pressed by Wang Zhan.

But this Winged Snake is different, it doesn't have a pair, nor does it have a king bomb, it just blew itself up.

Not only did the game go bad, but he and the people who played the cards were also killed.

"It cannot be advanced, it must be interrupted!"

Seeing this situation, not only Brother Xiong, but even Lu Chuan became anxious.

The body flickered, and he came in front of the winged snake in an instant.

Chi Chi Chi!

The sharp blade tore through the scales and cut off the flesh.

Lu Chuan didn't dare to attack the two head-sized bulges, but stabbed the blade fiercely into the upward position of the bulges.

Pooh!

Cold blood shot all over his face, but Lu Chuan didn't bother to wipe it off.

Pooh!

Pooh!

Pooh!

The cold light sword in his hand was like a ruthless piling machine, it stabbed into the body of the Winged Serpent crazily, and then pulled it out crazily.

Every time it goes in and out, a large piece of flesh and blood will be cut off. Every time he entered and exited, cold blood would be splashed.

"Hiss hiss!"

The winged snake screamed crazily, the double pain in body and soul made it want to go mad.

But now is not the time to go crazy, you can live if you break through, and you will die if you fail.

As for running away, it didn't even think about running away.

It is not an ordinary winged snake, but a talent similar to Little Yinzi.

The natural soul is extremely powerful, and the perception is very keen.

After discovering Brother Xiong and the others, it launched an attack without hesitation.

From its point of view, among these people, Brother Xiong was barely able to make a living, and the others, including Xiao Yinzi, were weak scum.

However, the reality is extremely cruel. It was only after the fight that Winged Snake realized how strong Little Yinzi was.

Keen combat intuition and tricky attacks make it extremely painful every time.

If it's just that, it's fine, if you can't beat it, you can still run, and as long as it seizes the opportunity, even Brother Xiong will be haunted to death by it.

But the moment Lu Chuan shot, it knew that it was wrong, a big mistake.

An extremely terrifying sense of crisis appeared out of thin air, scaring it almost to the point of tearing apart its liver and gallbladder.

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Winged Snake resisted Brother Xiong's attack while looking for a chance to escape.

Then it found that it was wrong again, and there was no chance to escape.

Under Lu Chuan's attack, it would bleed to death within half a stick of incense at most.

In desperation, Winged Snake immediately decided to go all out.

If you fight hard, you still have a chance to survive, if you don't fight, you will die.

Pooh!

A sword pierced into the body so fiercely that the winged snake couldn't help trembling.

Lu Chuan stabbed it to the bone!

Without the protection of flesh and scales, the skeleton would not last long.

Once the bones are cut off, it will be useless even if you successfully advance.

But fortunately, there is no end to the snake's path, just when the winged snake was restless, the sense of urgency on the back suddenly disappeared, and a refreshing feeling called freedom hit my heart.

"Hiss hiss!"

With unspeakable joy in the sharp cry, the aura around the Winged Snake soared, and it even broke through the barrier of the fourth-level spirit beast in an instant.

"No, this beast has successfully broken through!"

Brother Xiong's eyes were about to split open, and the hands holding the double axes trembled uncontrollably.

Although the difference between the fourth-level spirit beast and the fifth-level spirit beast is only one level, it is a world of difference, a world apart.