"Little Crocodile, use the mud bomb!"
The tall and strong man's voice was very deep.
Upon hearing its master's order, the Swamp Crocodile let out a gurgling sound. Three to four seconds later, it suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a ball of grey mud that flew straight toward the Ivory Tiger.
"Tiger, quickly dodge!"
On the other side, a woman who was 1.8 meters tall and had a curvy body like a bodybuilder calmly gave the order.
Then, she added, "Tiger, don't fight with the Swamp Crocodile. Shake it off and attack the flower bud!"
The Ivory Tiger roared, tossed its four paws and tried to get around the Swamp Crocodile.
"Heh, you can't get away that easily." Shi Balong laughed in the distance. He patted the main vine of the Ghost Vine with his palm and said calmly, "Vine Whip, whip it from left to right!"
Two black vine tentacles that moved swiftly like swimming snakes yanked down with air-breaking momentum.
