Monster life starting from picking up materials

The team leader pinched the flying walnuts in his hand, but did not choose to interrupt. Instead, he ran faster.

The flying walnuts in his hand turned into flares while he ran, ignited them, and fired them into the sky.

Brilliant red fireworks exploded in the sky. The swordsman who was sharpening his sword to kill time stood up straight, and his armor collided powerfully as his limbs stretched.

Seeing that the little thing that fooled it gave up the attack and chose to escape again, the battle-hardened dragon-slaying beast loosened its steel teeth in anger.

As he turned around, the burning knife marks were released forward along with the knife light.

The trees fell, and Zhanlong looked around but saw no flying bodies.

empty.

"Hahaha!"

The captain was standing not far in front of Zhanlong, with his hands on his knees, breathing heavily with a smile on his face.

Through the dome of the woods, a ship broken into two pieces on a distant mountain peak was clearly visible.

"Before the sword master arrives, let me play with you for a while."

He held the drawn peeling knife in his hand, and this challenge alone was enough to be considered a provocation to the monster.

But this man who is like a golden lion has such qualifications.

He was pressed down by the dragon-slaying blade, and the heat from the falling blade singed his golden hair.

But keep moving forward.

Zhanlong pulled back his blade and leaned forward, but was hit on the chin by the sliding tackle, and blood flowed from his throat.

"You've already lost."

The team leader raised the peeling knife and smiled.

If he had a longer one-handed sword in his hand, the wound on the dragon's throat would not be limited to superficial injuries.

Even though he was given the title of swordsmanship master by humans, Zhanlong was still a monster. He never understood what it meant to stop, nor did he understand what it meant to lose.

It will not appreciate it, nor will it lie on the ground and surrender to be driven around.

The tail blade scraped against the wet earth, failing to produce scorching sparks, but it struck the leader with the cracked ground.

The golden-haired lion leaped up and flew over the dragon-slaying tail blade that was sweeping down towards the ground.

The raised peeling scimitar fell in one step and hooked the gap in the dragon's shell.

The strong arm fell, and the reaction force threw him high into the air.

In his other hand, he swung out the claws that had been prepared long ago, and skillfully wrapped around the sword thorns of the dragon-slaying sword with centrifugal force.

With a sharp retraction of his wrist, the captain landed on the back of the battle-hardened dragon-slayer.

In the distance, a hunter with a big sword on his back splashed water and rushed towards this place with big strides.

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Chapter 118: Fight! Kill! Kill!

As the hunter, wearing sword armor, strode forward, the greatsword on his back fell heavily.

The blade cut through the damp soil and sank into the earth, and the handle was grasped by the palm.

The hunter rushed forward dragging his greatsword, creating waves on the ground.

The heavy sword could not slow down his steps, but it also allowed the heat in his body to break through the blockade of the humid environment and bloom wantonly.

The elbows tightened, making one imagine the muscle contours beneath the arm guard, and the heat was transmitted along the arm to the grip of the greatsword.

The greatsword made of fire dragon material, the Flame Sword known as the Fire Dragon's Wings, revived under the heat.

Just like long-sealed charcoal that turns to ashes under high temperature, revealing its fiery true appearance, it seems as if the soul of the fire dragon really lives in this sword.

When the flaming sword was ignited, the swordsman master had already reached the head of the dragon.

Zhan Long was wrestling with the golden lion on its back. The enormous power of the beast dragon triggered frantic movements, as if there was no room for others to intervene.

But, isn’t what it is about to face right in front of its head also a huge force?

"Hmph!"

The fire dragon takes off!

When fire-attribute weapons face fire-attribute dragon beasts, hunters who are proficient in attribute restraint may just find it ridiculous.

But the blazing flames were merely a manifestation of powerful strength, a mere addition to the attack.

A perfect addition.

Sparks fly.

"what!!"

Under the sweeping blow, the carapace of the dragon's head was cracked along with the opportunity to intervene.

The battle-hardened dragon-slayer stumbled and knocked down a tree, and looked at the little person in front of him in astonishment and confusion with his eyes covered with snowflakes.

The swordsmanship master did not pursue the victory, but instead held the greatsword stuck in the ground and hooked his finger towards Zhanlong.

Come again.

To Yu Zhanlong, this was arrogance.

For the master, this is expectation.

Ignoring the hunter tickling his back, the Dragon Slayer flicked his tail, and the remaining blade cast a shower of sparks on the hard stone wall, emitting a scorching light like a flaming sword.

cut!

The greatsword was raised in front of him, and the swordsman retreated under the strong impact.

This was not just a defense. He slightly supported his palm and let the tail of the blade brush against the sword.

With a slide of his palm, he flexibly turned the sword horizontally with both hands and swept it across along the tail of the dragon-slaying blade.

There was no distance to accumulate power, and the sharp surface of the greatsword collided with the side of the blade tail.

"Bang~"

The crystals on the tail of the blade shattered and fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

Attack and defense are like one.

Slay the dragon and draw the blade.

But the big sword seemed to be chiseling into the shell, rubbing against the shell and sending out sparks, which reached the broken end of the sword that was not covered by the armor, leaving a trace of blood.

The greatsword fell to the ground again, waiting for the next attack.

Get what you want.

It moved forward with cracks in the ground, and the swordsman lowered his body and ran past the second slash of the dragon.

He lowered his body and rotated his wrist, turning the movement of running with the sword into carrying the sword to accumulate strength.

cut!

The so-called strength is accumulated when you drag the sword.

The swordsman hadn't breathed a breath yet, still using the same breath he'd used to charge.

Cracks appeared on the carapace at the base of the Dragon Slaying Blade's tail, and the sharp blade made a sharp tearing sound as it dragged past, accompanied by sparks from the friction.

The crack widened, but Zhanlong was already moving towards him.

He swept the sword across with ease, causing Zhanlong to stumble and miss his body.

"Whoo~"

After several rounds of this, the swordsmanship master exhaled his first breath.

The humid air brings a refreshing coolness to the hot body.

The battle-hardened dragon-slayer retreated in a spin, its blade tail plowing across the ground.

The clod of earth was rolled up and stopped at the feet of the swordsman. He simply pressed the hilt of the sword with both hands to intercept the tail of the blade.

He stepped over the dragon's fiery tail, and the dragon's wings followed his steps, plowing through the shell.

Zhanlong did not make the next move because the golden lion had already passed through the back of the sword mountain and thorns, and hung down by the iron thorns on its steel mask.

"Hello~"

A hint of cold light flashed in Zhanlong's eyes.

The small peeling knife tore open the eyelid dotted with scales, and the lifeless eyeball flew high into the air and fell intact to the ground.

The nerves under his exposed eyes were torn, and the incomparable pain made Zhanlong howl in pain and shake his head violently.

The captain landed steadily on the ground, watching the dragon-slaying head hit the blade that the swordsmanship master had bitten off from the air.

Heads up! Heads up!

The fire dragon roared in place of the silent swordsman, making a roar of metal clashing.

Amidst the roar, it bit off half of Zhanlong's visor.

Blood and armor pieces flew together, landing on the swordsman's helmet but only bouncing away weakly.

The dragon's head flew up, and its body fell heavily to the ground.

Behind the swordsman master, traces of cracked earth were clearly visible.

Wolf Slash, Lion Slash, Really Powerful Slash!

It was so fast and fierce that in Ji Jie's eyes it seemed as if the attack had no power at all, and he is still savoring it to this day.

He looked at Zhanlong who was struggling on the ground. Half of the dragon's head was broken after the visor was broken, revealing the suffering flesh underneath, just like a demon with a hideous appearance of flesh and blood after taking off the mask.

So... who is the monster?

"too fast."

The leader looked around. The surrounding trees were cut down by the swinging tail blade, but it was still not enough.

If we kill it now, it won't be killing two birds with one stone.

"Wait a minute, wait until it grinds its tail with its teeth!"

Among the members of the investigation team that rushed over, the short dragon technician jumped up and shouted.

"Okay, then let's warm up again."

A dull voice came from under the helmet. He didn't feel bothered and promised as if it was a piece of cake to face the powerful Dragon Slayer.

It also made everyone feel at ease.

This is the legendary hunter.

The swordsmanship master did not pursue the victory, but just waited for Zhanlong to stand up and fight with him.

After using the broken mask and a mouthful of steel teeth to sharpen the hard blade, scorching magma spewed out from the dragon-slaying mouth.

He swung the greatsword, as if using the heavy sword to drive his body to roll, and avoided the exploding lava by shifting in an indeterminate trajectory and direction.

The scorching flaming sword flashed with a fiery light, just like the tail blade of the battle-hardened dragon-slaying sword that dripped with magma.

The flaming sword and the tail blade collided. Although there was a huge difference in size, the swordsmanship master seemed to have become the more powerful party.

The heavy sword was both offensive and defensive, plowing into Zhanlong's body again and again.

It seemed as if the battle here was no longer between hunters and dragon beasts, but between two dragon-slaying beasts. The surrounding trees fell to the ground and shattered under the tails of their swords.

The battlefield changed, and all the trees within a radius of 500 meters were headless.

In the end, the scarred and battle-hardened Dragon Slayer stared at his enemy, who was determined to fight to the death, and bit his own tail, which had almost no shell.

Blood flowed down.

The swordsmanship master panted and made a gesture to end the battle.

He simply pointed the greatsword forward.

The flaming sword and the meat tail collided and stuck to each other, and the strong reaction force caused the hot light blade to explode as if its attributes were released.

Under the hit of the spinning body like a home run, the dragon-slaying tail flew high.