Roar! Roar! Roar!!!
After a brief moment of shock, the Hell Three-Headed Dragon unleashed even fiercer Dragon Flame, sending it surging like a raging torrent toward the enemies outside the encirclement in midair.
Since Shui Yanbin and the others had already joined forces, there was no need to worry too much about them. All that remained was to help Youmeng and the others retreat.
"Kill it!"
At that furious roar, the enemies opposite reacted swiftly, immediately splitting off dozens of fighters who pounced on Long Ji like ravenous tigers upon prey.
At the same time, Kong Hao, Wu Changlong, and the others charged in from behind, their faces twisted with rage.
Below, Ning Chun, Zhang Zi, Sun Da, and the others saw that the situation was turning against them. They hastily redeployed their forces, surrounding Shui Yanbin and his companions tightly once more.
Their movements seemed imposing, but in truth, there was plenty of thunder and little rain. Clearly, none of them wanted to rush forward to their deaths.
Thus, they merely put on a show of surrounding and attacking, while actually waiting for the battle between Fang Cheng Shuangshuang and Kong Hao on one side and Long Ji on the other to be decided.
Shui Yanbin and the others were no fools either. They saw through Ning Chun and his companions' intentions at a glance and naturally would not be stupid enough to invite trouble.
For the moment, they all hurried to rest where they stood and recover their strength.
Once everyone had more or less recovered, they would charge out together at full strength to support Long Ji and the others.
Then they could seize an opening and fight their way out of the encirclement in one stroke.
Screee!
With a piercing screech, a pitch-black streak suddenly