Chapter 210
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But now, being able to stay alive was already a blessing in disguise.
Luckily, Demonic Blood Dragon didn't see Feng Wu and Feng Xun as enemies. Perhaps to it, the two humans were nothing more than ants.
All of a sudden!
In the air —
Demonic Blood Dragon turned its sharp gaze on the Glory King Tiger!
Its enormous body streaked across the sky like a shooting star and charged toward the ground!
It was close!
It was close!
Feng Wu felt a gust of wind blow past her eyes!
She felt as if she had been cut by a blade, and the pain made her eyes water!
When she opened her eyes, she saw Demonic Blood Dragon's enormous fist smashing down at the Glory King Tiger's head!
"Isn't the Glory King Tiger dead? Demonic Blood Dragon has a fetish for torturing corpses! They were all precious treasures! "Feng Xun was heartbroken.
"Maybe the Glory King Tiger is faking its death. If it were me, I'd make sure that the enemy is dead as well, "Feng Wu said indifferently.
As soon as she said those words —
The lifeless Glory King Tiger clenched its fists all of a sudden!
Boom!
A cloud of black mist rose into the air and engulfed Demonic Blood Dragon!
The Demonic Blood Dragon's face was filled with fear!
Because as soon as the black mist enveloped it, it felt as if all its spiritual essence was being sucked away, and it had lost a third of its strength!
Terrified, Demonic Blood Dragon didn't dare stay any longer. It immediately jumped into the air!
However, the Glory King Tiger raised its head, and the look in its eyes was cold and menacing!
It was holding a black band in its hand, which hooked onto Demonic Blood Dragon's paw. No matter how hard the dragon struggled, it wouldn't fly away.
The moment the band hooked onto the paw, the spiritual essence inside Demonic Blood Dragon's body began to drain!
Everyone could sense Demonic Blood Dragon's fear and rage!
Feng Wu and Feng Xun were dumbfounded.
Feng Xun said, "So … it's really faking its death?"
Feng Wu nodded.
"Will the tables be turned?! The Glory King Tiger will kill the dragon, won't it?! "Feng Xun asked involuntarily.
Feng Wu was speechless. "No."
"Ah?"
"Glory King Tiger is at the end of its tether. What it's showing now is that it's exhausted. It won't last much longer …" Feng Wu sighed.
"So, Demonic Blood Dragon won in the end?" Feng Xun asked.
Feng Wu nodded.
Realization struck Feng Xun all of a sudden, and he smacked his own head. "What's wrong with me? Why am I asking you such a complicated question? You're a useless little cripple. What do you know?"
Feng Wu was speechless.
But at this time, the black hook in the Glory king tiger's hand became thinner and thinner, and finally disappeared in the air …
As for its own body, it finally lost the last of its strength and fell backwards with a loud bang.
"Is it really dead this time?" Feng Xun asked uncertainly.
"He's really dead this time."
"Could it be trying to trick the Demonic Blood Dragon again?"
"I won't."
"Why?"
Feng Wu said, "Before, its head was buried in the ground, and only its back was exposed. But now, it's lying on its back."
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