Arthur meticulously sliced through the dragon's wings, his actions purely out of duty, for as the head of the Russell Family, if he slacked off in this battle, he would likely be suspected of desertion, an accusation not even the Yellow River could cleanse him from.
Even though he knew that the fight was essentially sewing a wedding dress for someone else.
But indeed, this Storm Dragon had slaughtered many soldiers!
Finally, Lehman charged forward with large strides, his right hand conjuring a sharp blade of wind that fiercely tore open the Storm Dragon's chest scales and flesh, sending countless tiny blades of wind drilling inside.
With a crack,
Blood spurted out.
"Yuan Qing!"
Lehman shouted.
Yuan Qing's pupils glowed in the firelight, an arrow shot forth!
The arrow she shot blazed with fire, like a violent phoenix reborn, issuing a piercing cry in an instant, piercing the dragon with an undaunted and fearless spirit!
