Ji Tuan rides only ordinary military horses. In the face of the dual pressures of the Holy Light and Longwei, the horses inevitably retreat. Ji Xiaoniao is not a horseman, and he can learn how to control horses in assault training. Motor nerve and balance ability is strong enough to guard against the sky.

At this time, Ji Shu Thrush's war horse was startled by the dragon's breath, and he jumped and kicked and rushed out of the boss. He was busy strangling his neck and trying to control the horse again. He suddenly heard the fat monk yelling to himself, and turned back in his busy schedule.

"Look at those dragons, they fly in the sky!"

Ji Xiaoniao replied loudly:

"No matter how strong my arms are, I can't reach them!"

The implication is that unless you can get them down for me first, or find a way to fly me to the sky, otherwise you won't be able to do much for a while.

As soon as the voice fell, Ji Tuan felt a gust of wind blowing over his head.

He suddenly raised his head and saw a sword immortal Yujian flying towards him.

"Come on!"

The sword fairy said:

"I will take you up!"

Ji Tuan knows this person naturally.

The two stayed in a barracks for more than half a month and fought side by side many times. Ji Xiaoniao knew that this sword fairy named Xuanlingzi was a high disciple of the Kunlun school. He seemed to be about forty years old. In fact, he is known. Destiny, the reason for the beauty of beauty is precisely because of cultivation, not only learning a good sword technique, but also the skill of imperial sword.

Ji Xiaoniao stretched out his hand towards Xuan Lingzi and jumped on the flying sword with strength.

As the name suggests, the flying sword is really a sword. Although the blade is slightly thicker than the standard long sword, it is not as wide as a child's palm. When Ji Shu is standing on it, there is always a kind of sword that will be cut by the blade once it slides down. The illusion of injury.

——Why do you have to design flying tools so unscientifically in both fantasy and western fantasy worlds!

Of course, Ji Xuan only had time to flash such a complaint in his mind, and Fei Jian carried him to a dry land and pulled the onions, and rushed straight to the sky.

When he really took the flying sword, Ji Yu knew that this thing was not as dangerous as he had imagined.

When flying, there will be an air current around his feet, like an invisible pedal, giving him a fixed fulcrum. However, Ji Xuan just needs to lower the center of gravity like a skier, and sway from side to side with inertia to stabilize the figure.

It was almost just a blink of an eye, and Xuan Lingzi led Ji Shu to approach one of the flying dragons.

The flying dragon tamed by the Holy Court has two paladins on its back, they are the legendary dragon knights.

They ride on a saddle similar to a double saddle in a squatting position. One person in front is responsible for controlling the flying dragon, while the latter is holding weapons and shields and is responsible for dealing with enemies from the air.

The two dragon knights quickly spotted Xuan Lingzi and Ji Shu who were coming by flying swords.

The person in front quickly pulled the rein on the dragon's neck, and there was a rapid upward pull, while the other person held up the shield while loudly warning his companion.

In air combat, it is very important to occupy the commanding heights.

Obviously, the dragon knights also wanted to come and condescend to burn the pagans who dared to challenge Longwei to coke.

Xuan Lingzi shouted: "Stand up!"

Immediately, he controlled the flying sword and came a rapid climb of almost ninety degrees vertically.

Ji Xuan only felt that a gust of wind was slashing, and his cheeks were hurt by the blade-like cutting.

The blade made of stainless steel is like a cold cyan comet, keeping a few meters away from the flying dragon, and flying towards a higher place together, like two parallel lines.

At this time, the faster flying sword took advantage.

After about five seconds, they passed the flying dragon.

Xuan Lingzi shouted again:

"go!"

Feijian slammed in midair, wiping Feilong's back and swept across.

The quarter thrush can hardly maintain balance under intense inertia.

But for him, this short, one second passing by the flying dragon was long enough.

He drew his bow without hesitation, and shot an arrow towards his target in a very awkwardly difficult posture.

"Whoo!"

The sound of the arrow leaving the string was almost completely buried in the flying wind.

But the invisible arrow grazed the edge of the shield of the next dragon knight at an extremely tricky angle, and hit the back of the previous one's neck.

The holy light barrier of the paladin's body was shattered by a strong current, and he twitched and softened without even humming, only because his ankle was buckled by the saddle did not roll off the dragon's back.

As soon as the reins were loosened, the flying dragon lost control.

Like all enraged beasts, it opened its mouth and shook its head, and its hot breath threw a half arc in the air, chasing the prey that dared to provoke him, but failed to burn the flying sword. One piece of clothing.

"Good job!"

Xuan Lingzi looked back and immediately applauded loudly.

The flying dragon without its controller is like a raging horse running off the rein, running rampant by instinct.

The knight behind pulled away his companion's body and tried to climb to the front to re-hold the reins, but it was difficult because of the fixtures on their ankles.

Just as he unfastened one of his colleague's feet and was pushing his corpse down from the dragon's back, Feijian had already drawn a large arc in the air, and went around diagonally behind the Feilong dragon from a high place.

Ji Tuan shot another arrow, directly knocking down the other dragon knight.

But the next step is the most critical and at the same time the most dangerous step.

"Throw me on the dragon's back!"

Ji Xiaoniao said to Xuan Lingzi.

After successfully "expanding" the essence of the electronic mirror of the Imperial Tomb Hall, the current Ji Tuan has the ability to easily bring down a flying dragon.

It is a pity that when attacking with an arrow at a long distance, he has not yet been able to condense enough electric energy into an arrow. If he wants to kill such a behemoth with a single blow, it is safer for him to touch the dragon body in person.

Xuan Lingzi replied "I know", and began to deal with the out-of-control flying dragon in mid-air.

The flying dragon was eager to get rid of the corpse hanging on its back, and was made very irritable by the two humans flying around it. It chased behind the flying sword like a falcon that pounced on a dove.

Xuan Lingzi, on the other hand, seemed to be performing the most difficult aerobatic performance, taking Ji Thrush around in the fiery dragon's breath.

He looked at the opportunity, and his control of Feijian suddenly came to a 180-degree turn over. Using the posture of the head and feet, he grabbed Ji Shu's arm and threw him down without hesitation.

The distance between Feijian and Feilong was a little short, Ji Xiaoniao only had time to roll over in mid-air, and slammed onto the dragon's back in a prone posture.

"hiss!"

He took a breath of pain, and secretly scolded Xuan Lingzi as unreliable, can't he see it clearly before throwing it away!

At this time, Feilong felt that there was another weight on his back, and suddenly became even more furious.

It let out a low growl, and suddenly came a sudden drop.

This is a unique trick of dragon creatures in the Western world.

They will suddenly retract their wings and feet in the air, and their entire body will lose power. When they fall, they will spin as fast as the top, and become faster and faster under the action of gravitational acceleration-that posture looks very shocking, like You have to smash your body to pieces directly on the ground.

Until they are very close to the ground, they will suddenly spread their wings and fly again.

Feilong suddenly resorted to this trick in order to throw off all the ants on his back.

At the moment the dragon fell, Ji Tuan’s right shoulder was still in numbness and pain caused by the collision, but he didn’t have time to think so much, and immediately instinctively hooked the saddle on the dragon’s back with his right foot. .

He was like a small ornament glued to a dragon-shaped top. The whole person flew up in the air under centrifugal force, and inevitably collided with the corpse of the paladin whose one-footed protective gear was unlocked. A veneer was forced to come.

Under this circumstance, Ji Tuan couldn't do anything, let alone dared to release electric current——

Just kidding, if the flying dragon is electric to the outside and the inside is tender during the rapid fall, then he will also fall down with the dragon corpse.

Ji Xiaoniao could only bend his knees, clinging to the only leather saddle that could work hard, and at the same time stretched his left hand forward, barely reaching for anything he could catch.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

The flying dragon is getting closer and closer to the ground, and the speed of falling and spinning is getting faster and faster.

In the chaos, Ji Xing finally grabbed something-it turned out to be the rein around the dragon's neck!

-Fuck!

Ji Xiaoniao was overjoyed, no longer caring about the pain in his shoulder, and hurriedly used his hands and feet together, climbing up the reins in an extremely embarrassed posture.

At this time, one person, one dragon and two corpses were only less than ten meters from the ground.

At this moment, Feilong suddenly turned over in mid-air, flapping his wings vigorously, stretched his feet forward, and stopped falling.

Its huge body overturned three soldiers, almost wiping the ground, and flew again in a very thrilling manner.

At the same time, Ji Tuan's left hand also felt the tough, rough and cold scales of the flying dragon.

He patted the whole person on the dragon's back with his back down, only feeling that even the internal organs would be squeezed out by this blow.

Even though his whole body hurts everywhere, Ji Shu still remembers what he should do.

In the next second, a bright light burst out all over his body.

If someone from the technological world sees it, it will feel that the flash looks like a typhoon has blown down high-voltage power lines.

The dazzling sparks burst out along with the crackling explosion, energizing the flying dragon from head to toe.

The flying dragon, which had just taken off, only had time to let out a screaming scream, and fell from mid-air, hitting the ground heavily, just like an oversized roast chicken just taken out of the oven, with its scales rolled, its skin and flesh blackened, and two thin films. Several large holes were directly burned out of his wings.

-Fuck!

Ji Xuan turned over from the dragon's back and staggered to the ground.

Even if he did not do the job of Dragon Slaying for the first time, he still got quite embarrassed every time.

It's a pity that he heard Xuan Lingzi's voice calling him before he could take a breath.

"Little bird!"

On the battlefield, Uncle Qing Huamei, who still insisted on wearing a flowing robe, stepped on a flying sword and fell beside him, saying with concern:

"How are you feeling? Not hurt, right?"

Just as Ji Lu wanted to answer "It's okay", he heard the very **** second half:

"There are still two dragons and lizards, hurry up and fight again!"

The author has something to say:

By the way, the flying method described in the article that the western dragon suddenly retracted its wings in mid-air and then fell down while turning in circles has been shown in many other western fantasy movies, novels and animation ECTs. It is not my original creation!

I can't verify the origin at the beginning, and can only treat it as a general setting for the time being.

There is a pseudo-documentary called "The World of Dragons: When the Fantasy Becomes Reality" that has restored the scene of two dragons hugging each other. It is particularly spectacular, and interested friends can take a look~