boom!

A thunderous sound exploded from Ma Xingkong's body, and the violent energy riot caused by the explosion instantly submerged him.

"Hehehehe..."

With his tail facing Ma Xingkong, the ferocious head of the Flying Dragon King kept shaking up and down, making a smug laugh.

Suddenly, its pupils contracted sharply, and a coolness surged directly into its mind from the long knife at its tail.

The Flying Dragon King looked at the figure gradually exposed in the smoke with some disbelief.

"Tu! What a tough guy..."

A trace of blood was overflowing from the corner of Ma Xingkong's mouth. He raised his right hand in a little embarrassed manner and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with the cuffs of the military uniform. But at this moment, his left hand was softly sagging beside him, and all the clothes at the cuffs had burst.

Just after the sword insect bomb that the Flying Dragon King had just launched, the sword insect bomb was about to come to Ma Xingkong's body in the blink of an eye. He changed to holding the knife in his left hand and crossed Jianyue in front of his left arm, and blocked it.

As the left arm that has endured most of the impact of the sword insect bomb, the skin on the upper part has been torn apart at this time, and the muscles close to Zhan Yue's side are also filled with fragments produced by the sword insect explosion, and are in a state of necrosis.

Ma Xingkong forcibly suppressed the strong stinging sensation from his left arm, and his brows frowned slightly: "The left hand is temporarily disabled. It seems that a defensive method is still needed... Otherwise, if you encounter an enemy who can conceal your breath, it will be too easy to be attacked."

The limp left hand naturally could not hold Zhan Yue. The black and slender blade of Zhan Yue was no longer sure of his master and was about to slide down.

Bang!

With his right hand, he grabbed Zhan Yue's knife hilt with one hand in the air, and Ma Xingkong waved two moves in the air. After getting familiar with the balance, he immediately launched the Void Blast Step and instantly avoided the Flying Dragon King's attack again.

Bang! Bang!…

In this way, Ma Xingkong dodged and moved in the air while constantly swinging his sword to adapt to the new balance.

Of course, blindly avoiding is not Ma Xingkong's character. He slashed the dark crescent sky rush twice in the direction of the Flying Dragon King to relieve the pressure. But the Flying Dragon King will use the same trick again, abandoning his wings twice, abandoning the car to maintain his coach, but he will use his tail to absorb the wreckage of the wings in less than a second, recover instantly, and strengthening the wings for several points.

"This flying dragon's speeding recovery double-wing skill does not have cd (cooling time; skill interval time). It seems that one strike with thunder means is fatal!"

He inadvertently glanced at the somewhat passive and lazy Thunder Beast King, and Ma Xingkong silently recited the wish money in his heart.

(In the next three seconds, the Thunder Beast King's thought of passive slacking off will be strengthened again.)

100%.

The silver light suddenly came to my mind, 1 literally facing up, and the wish was successful.

Gradually, Ma Xingkong found the key to grasping the center of gravity and balance when he was disabled. The cold light in his eyes flashed, and he used his consciousness to mobilize dozens of internal forces from his dantian and flowed into his legs. Every time he burst out of the spiral, he would step out in the air.

But in the blink of an eye, he took more than ten steps in the air.

Void Explosion Step x Shave!

Swish!

Ma Xingkong's figure kept flashing in the air, disappearing and emerging, avoiding the long-range attack of the Flying Dragon King and the Thunder Beast King's hand knife, while moving forward. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived less than two meters away in front of the Flying Dragon King.

The Flying Dragon King looked at Ma Xingkong like a fool. If Ma Xingkong wanted to attack the Flying Dragon King, he would definitely be attacked by the Thunder Beast King and the Flying Dragon King.

Unless he is ridiculed and hateful.

The broken hair moistened by blood and sweat was scattered in disarray on the forehead, but it could not cover up the bright and solid light in Ma Xingkong's eyes.

"Do you think the same trick can be used for me a second time?"

With one arm on his right hand, he raised Zhan Yue straight up, as if he was about to pierce the sky. Ma Xingkong's face was a little arrogant and rampant, and he slashed Zhan Yue heavily!

A trace of conceit flashed in the Flying Dragon King's eyes, and he used the same trick again. He could only use his wings to block the enemy's various skills.

Zhan Yue slashed heavily on its wings, and almost no effort was needed to cut the left wing that was blocking the front, and then Zhan Yue's sword body deeply stuck into the last bit of bones on the Flying Dragon King's left wing.

A few meters long gap appeared on the left wing of the Flying Dragon King, and blood mixed with red and green suddenly ejected, making it seem that the Flying Dragon King seemed to have suffered extremely heavy damage.

However, no matter how the appearance effect is soaring, the fact is that Ma Xingkong's powerful blow, which only failed to break through the first line of defense.

Feeling that a little bursting energy grew in the left wing, the Flying Dragon King grinned and an exaggerated ridicule appeared on his hideous head - as long as it persists for another second, with the cooperation of the Thunder Beast King, it can send the human boy in front of him to hell!

But at this time, a cruel and cold voice came into the ears of the Feilong King.

"Moon! Teeth! Sky! Crush!"

Although I don’t understand the specific meaning of these words, the Feilong King, who felt the confidence and conceit, couldn’t help but tighten the armor. It immediately tightened its flesh and blood to the extreme, covering all the energy in its body in front of its wings to enhance its defense ability. As long as you persist for another second, you only need to delay for another second. With the help of the Thunder Beast King, it can reverse the situation!

However, Zhan Yue, who was originally stuck on the last bone on the left wing of the Flying Dragon King, suddenly changed. The slender black sword suddenly ignited a black aura like hell's fire, and with a terrifying destructive aura, it slashed down again!

The moon-killing momentum broke through the bones of the Flying Dragon King's left wing, the skin, flesh, and bones of the Flying Dragon King's right wing, and broke through the armor on the chest of the Flying Dragon King, and stopped on the strong and dense green muscles on its chest.

Although the terrifying black flame on the blade was constantly destroying the organization in front of his chest, the flying dragon king couldn't help but relax - this time he could win!

At this time, the Flying Dragon King subconsciously counterattacked and raised his head, directly facing Ma Xingkong. The initial hideous smile on the Flying Dragon King's face was still fixed there.

"Go to hell and laugh again!"

Ma Xingkong instantly pulled out the internal force three times the equivalent of the Void Blast Step from his lower dantian, and used his strong will to control the passage through the meridians, and instantly burst out spirals.

The strongest Void Blast Step!

At that moment, Ma Xingkong seemed to transform into a burning black crescent moon, with endless aggression and a momentum to break through everything, and he crashed into the arms of the Flying Dragon King!

Puff!

A sound of a broken body penetrated out of the flying dragon king.

The ferocious smile on the Flying Dragon King's face has not yet dissipated, but it can see endless fear and despair in its eyes.

At its chest, a human-shaped cuticle appeared, and all the heart organs were penetrated, and a black destructive energy continued to corrode its body from the wound.

Until this time, the cooperation of the Thunder Beast King had just arrived. It waved its heavy and huge tail knife through the afterimage left by Ma Xingkong, but it could not cut anything.

The only consequence of this attack was that under the sword wind brought by the tail sword of the Thunder Beast King, the Flying Dragon King's ** gradually collapsed into a fine tissue of mixed blood and bones, and with the thick green blood, it scattered all over the sky...

It has only been three seconds since Ma Xingkong made a wish.

Wearing a broken military uniform and holding a knife in one hand, the black aura on his body gradually dissipated, Ma Xing turned around and looked at the Thunder Beast King with a dignity like a king.

Even in this fantasy and endless fantasy land, Ma Xingkong is like a dictatorial lord, domineering and arrogant, and intimidating!
Chapter completed!