Monster life starting from picking up materials

It's an armor-piercing grenade.

He just happened to have the idea of focusing on attacking one person first. In this case, the primary target would be the heavy crossbow that seemed to be able to only be fired from a crouching position.

The beast dragon took a big step with its strong thighs, swung the sword tail back to force back the two melee hunters, and slashed at the crouching gunman.

The gunman crouching and shooting with a heavy crossbow looked clumsy, but he managed to dodge the attack by a hair's breadth with a nimble slide.

Two consecutive chops!

Sliding left and right, the gunman once again dodged the vertical chop.

Horizontal shot!

Before he could wipe the sweat off his forehead, the huge sword tail, like a wall, came across and knocked him away.

The tail of the sword was slightly retracted, and with the help of the steps, it turned around quickly to repel the swordsman.

Ji Jie jumped up, and the tail of the sword flipped in the air and slashed down at the gunman who fell to the ground.

The gunman only had time to block with his heavy steel crossbow before being chopped down hard into the ground.

I'm still breathing, but I don't think I'll be able to stand up for a while.

Judging from physical strength, the cat should be exhausted.

"One cat, you still have two cats left."

Zhanlong growled but didn't finish off the attacker, allowing the investigators who found an opening to drag the gunman away.

There are no carts, no Felyne cats, only manpower.

Ji Jie turned his gaze towards the remaining two opponents, no, three...

This time it was the swordsman equipped with a katana who joined in, dodged his trampling with Ikkiri, and slashed left and right to cut his leg armor.

In the distance, the leader and the dragon hunters were watching.

There are already four hunters joining the battle. If there are more, someone might suffer misfortune.

At the same time, it also shows distrust of the swordsman master.

But this dragon slayer is special.

Ji Jie in the center of the battlefield moved like the wind, creating a little wind pressure as he jumped back lightly to create some distance, and then slashed back.

The swordsman, swaying in the wind pressure, was once again chopped off by a sword, but soon he ran up like a cunning dog and bit again.

Look at the heavy crossbow hunter who is being fed medicine in the woods. Although this dual-blade hunter did not cause significant damage, his survivability is first-class.

When faced with a sweeping slash, the swordsman chose to slide sideways and lower his body, holding his leaf blade high. In the collision with the dragon slasher, he fell backwards and wiped the tail of the dragon slasher's sword with the blade.

The two poisoned blades collided, and the inky venom dripped onto the swordsman's armor.

At the side of Jijie, a serrated large sword came stabbing out, and the female hunter stepped on his lowered chin and kicked up.

The blade fell, and before the result appeared, the air seemed to freeze.

Unexpectedly, the dragon-slaying beast moved violently in the solidified air and charged towards her.

As if hit by a heavy train, the female hunter flew out, rolled to the ground and struggled to stand up.

A crisp color splashed in the air. It was the life dust sprinkled by the swordsman. It entered her body in the blink of an eye and restored her strength.

"Oh, too hasty."

The swordsman sighed, and swung the sword towards the water like rowing a boat, throwing it away with the reaction force.

The blade spun and swept across in the air, the tip of the blade drew a "one" and instantly cut into Zhanlong's leg.

It wasn't a bold move, but it gathered all the strength into a single line, biting through the thick carapace of the dragon, leaving a streak of blood.

first drop of blood.

Landed, sheathed his sword, and looked straight ahead.

The outline of Zhanlong's eyebrows was slightly raised. Ji Jie did not look at the swordsmanship master who was trying to scam him, but instead opened his ferocious mouth.

What gushed out of the dragon's mouth was not the magma block familiar to hunters, but a wind ball with a vague outline.

The wind ball landed on the female hunter who had just recovered some strength, and the storm burst out without mercy, sweeping her away from the battlefield.

"Two cats."

Ji Jie growled.

The swordsman who failed to touch Ci stopped his attack, ended his Iai stance, and continued to increase the injury on Zhanlong's leg.

Pieces of shell fell off amid sparks.

The swordsman finally came closer again, and swung his two swords at Zhanlong's body, sending out a series of sparks. The blades soon became blunt, and his arms felt dull and numb.

Ignoring the dual-blade warrior who was constantly dealing damage, Ji Jie focused his attention on the swordsman master.

He swung the tail of the sword, attacking with the cassock slash while creating distance.

As expected, the swordsman easily dodged the blow.

If the swordsman wielding a broadsword is a powerful attacker, then he who wields a katana is a light and graceful swordsman.

Every attack from Ji Jie could only grazed the corner of his clothes and could not actually hit him.

But as the battle progressed, his movements became bolder, no longer worrying about hurting the legendary hunter in front of him.

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Chapter 130 I heard a ding! It’s open, right?

Repeated slashing attacks failed to create an effective attack, but instead his own shell fell off under the constant cutting.

"Hang!"

Ji Jie roared again, threw the sword tail into his mouth and bit and grinded it.

The strong wind emerged from the tip of the teeth and was guided by the dragon wind pressure and attached to the tail of the sword.

When the grinding ended, the storm wrapped around the dragon and continued to rage around it.

The swordsman who was not wearing armor was swaying clumsily in the strong wind, but the swordsman who was wearing heavy armor and equipped with wind pressure stones was much better off. He could still keep a close eye on his opponent's every move in the raging wind.

"Bang! Bang!"

The crossbow roared again, and the gunman, his chest clothes soaked with blood, returned to the battlefield, but at this time Ji Jie was in a wind-entangled state, and the bullets could not penetrate the raging storm to hurt him.

Noticing this, the gunman began firing at the sword master, and a soft-tipped round exploded in red dust upon contact with the hunter.

Ghost bomb!

The dust was inhaled by the swordsman before being blown away. The muscles under the armor were bulging with blue veins like a devil, and the swing of the sword seemed to tear apart the storm.

Ji Jie jumped up and swung the tail of his sword down heavily from the air, but the swordsmanship master took a step back to avoid the attack.

The tail of the sword got stuck in the ground, and the blown dirt hit the swordsman master, but the swordsman master was like wearing immovable clothes, and was firmly rooted in the ground.

He turned around and took a sideways step forward to chop, leaving a clearly visible sword mark on the tail of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"throat!"

Another ball of wind was exhaled, and under the control of the dragon's wind pressure, it formed a wandering tornado, merging with the surrounding storm.

The storm is growing.

At this point, neither the swordsman nor the gunman could participate.

Even though this battle was unexpected and without any preparation, the legendary hunter did not have a sword in his hand that could shatter the dragon's shell.

But everyone could see that the not-so-tall figure was still standing firmly in the storm and was even able to launch a counterattack.

"It's really admirable. It's like it's on."

The scorching magma rolled out of Ji Jie's mouth with a low roar, and was blown into a scorching flame by the strong wind.

A storm of fire enveloped the man and the dragon.

The swordsmanship master stared at the dragon slayer in silence.

Very strange.

The dragon slayer in front of me... doesn't look like a dragon slayer.

It’s not that it doesn’t look like a slaying dragon, but it feels like it shouldn’t be a slaying dragon.

There was not only animality in those eyes, but also curiosity, mockery, and worry, as if it was also thinking about this sudden battle.

It's really different.

But such a fire storm is still inferior to the high temperature and dust wrapped around the Flame Dragon.

The gunman in the distance began to use water-cooled bullets to assist, allowing him to feel a slight coolness in the fire storm.

No matter how dangerous the environment is, it cannot compare to the steady and cautious moves of the monster in front of you.

The swordsman even saw it feinting.

In Ji Jie's previous life, when he played games with a katana, he particularly hated monsters that liked fast and slow swords, and was often tricked into mikiri and iai by the fast and slow swords.

And now, he has finally become the monster he hates the most.

The sword's tail swept across the room, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. Although it lost the refreshing and swiftness of a big swing, it still successfully hit the swordsman master.

As he gradually got to know his opponent better during the fierce battle, Ji Jie was anticipating the possibility of the swordsmanship master's encounter and dodge while slashing. The speed of his sweep suddenly slowed down, and when he took a step to encounter the opponent, he suddenly adjusted the direction slightly to speed up.

Tricking Mikiri!

Amid the worries of the investigation team, the swordsman flew out of the storm and stabbed his sword into the ground to stop his retreat.

"Grandmaster!"

The female hunter, who had returned to the battlefield, shouted, her voice filled with worry.

The swordsmanship master is a legend in the hearts of all the swordsmen and great swordsmen.

"It's okay, I was just careless."

The swordsman shook his head, adjusted his helmet, drew his sword, and rushed back into the storm.

Ji Jie's left and right slashes were all filled with a little scheming, which made the storm of this confrontation a little weird.

But the swordsmanship master also gradually showed his strength in this tricky situation. He did not forget to close the distance while countering the opponent's moves so as to launch a counterattack.

The blood of the dragon slayer was gradually swept into the storm, and the poison on the flying leaf knife was also seeping into its body, but he could not see any sign of his opponent's decline.

The storm gradually dissipated, and the members of the investigation team who were watching were finally able to see what was happening.

The carapaces on Zhanlong's legs were broken, and there were similar hideous scars on his abdomen, but it also left sword marks on the armor of the successful swordsman.

"What a hearty battle."

Under the gaze of everyone, the swordsmanship master praised his opponent.

Beneath the numerous cunning feints lies a calmer heart and higher intelligence than its peers.

This learning ability——

He touched the nick on the side of his helmet, which was left by the Flame King Dragon.

"Roar."

Zhanlong roared softly.

"Are you praising me too? Hahaha, sure."

A man's hearty laughter came from under his helmet.

"One last round."

Ji Jie stopped talking, swung the tail of his sword, and was locked by the inverted blade made of iron and steel teeth.

The body is tightening, and the steel-colored sword tail is being ground into sparkling sparks.

The swordsmanship master also sheathed his sword and stared intently at the dragon slayer in front of him.

The opponent's sword, the opponent's steps, and the opponent's eyes.

The cunning in his opponent's eyes made him smile under his helmet.

The times have changed.