" woof!! "
the flame bird with a wingspan of fifteen meters flapped its wings, creating a vortex of fire, and was about to smash into the dragon-blood nymph.
but at the same time, zhu qin sensed something.
suddenly, he turned around and looked behind him.
bai wushang's voice sounded at the same time, "
"do you still want to fight? you've already lost."
"groan"
in the air, the flame bird temporarily stopped its attack because of its master's strange movements.
however, the dragonblood nymph sensed the threat of death and naturally would not remain unmoved.
it didn't have the time to think about where the almost-dead morning glory had gone.
instead, he quickly pulled out a dozen new vine whips and threw them into the air in a grandiose manner, trying to smash the man and the bird down together.
there were even wood dragon flying claws that grabbed the firebird's neck, sealing off its escape space and preparing to deal a second damage.
"kacha!"