The arrogant tyrant dragon still flew in the sky, roaring majestically into the world as a monarch, without noticing that someone on the ground was rushing towards him, with a will to die.

Because it's too small, human beings are too small. Xiang Yu was only three meters tall on the black horse, and the body length and wingspan of each head of the tyrant dragon were more than twenty meters, and they flew proudly in the sky, the lowest was ten meters high from the ground, like hundreds of overlapping dark clouds from far and near, obscuring the light of most of the sky, so that the bright sun could not shine on the earth, so that the creatures on the ground could not see the light.

And Xiang Yu is like a heroic fire-bearer, as if what he holds in his hand is not a blade, but the only cluster of fire on this dim earth. The light of the fire embodies the small courage of the people, but it burns endlessly, it cannot illuminate the land shaded by the tyrant dragon, but it can lead the way of the people.

That is, hope. Countless charges came from behind him, and the calm sand and dust were swept up by the fierce wind again. Xiang Yu raised his messy hair fluttering in the wind, and didn't look back, but just raised the Decepticon blade like fire in his hand, leading everyone's will to die, rushing towards the huge and powerful tyrant dragon.

Xiang Yu's eyes were Lingran, and his expression was solemn as he stared at the Tyrant Dragons who were only a hundred meters away, those Tyrant Dragons who flew to the air ten and a half meters in order to slaughter corpse demons. Xiang Yu knew that this was their only chance, and if they wanted to start this battle, they had to seize this opportunity and strike from the ten tyrant dragons hanging in the air ten meters in the air. Because this battle is not what they want to fight, the Tyrant Dragon has the most top-notch flying ability in the world, and can easily fly high in the air to look down on all beings, and they have little to do about it on the ground.

Even if they were determined to fight the Tyrant Dragon, the arrogant Tyrant Dragon would not have bothered to fight an ant like them, or even ignore their existence at all. And if they can't attract the Tyrant Dragons, this battle will not be fought at all, and they will be even less likely to stop the Tyrant Dragons from moving forward.

But now they had a chance - because of the corpse demons' desperate provocation and crazy roar, they attracted hundreds of tyrant dragons in the sky, and even ten tyrant dragons flew directly into the air ten meters high. Although those arrogant corpse demons were all destroyed in an instant, their crazy actions helped Xiang Yu a lot, at least attracting the attention of the Tyrant Dragon to the ground.

Especially the ten tyrant dragons hanging in the air at ten meters, the height of ten meters may still be very difficult for humans, but for Xiang Yu, this is completely achievable. Whether it was through the help of the black horse or his own strength, he was sure to leap into the air ten meters high and launch an attack on the tyrant dragons who had just eliminated the corpse demons.

And as long as they attack, they can attract the attention of the Tyrant Dragon, and the battle will be over. Although they may face a catastrophe from which they will never recover, at least, they can intercept the Tyrant Dragon. They at least have a chance to stop their enemies with their lives! Therefore, Xiang Yu held the Decepticon Blade in his left hand tightly, and rode the black horse to speed forward at the fastest speed. He and his horse were like a black lightning bolt that shuttled through the ground, piercing through the tyrant's coercion with unfathomable sharpness, and then until they reached the position below the tyrant dragons, they suddenly shot up with a resolute will.

Xiang Yu rode up from the ground, with the inertia of galloping and the shock of iron hooves, it bounced to the ground, and it was really as sharp as black lightning, cutting through the ten-meter void, forcing the raised throat of a tyrant dragon. It was only at this moment that the arrogant tyrant dragons suddenly noticed that something as swift as lightning was approaching them, but before they could react, a stream of crimson blood splattered from the neck of the tyrant dragon in the middle, shattering into colorful blood flowers in the void.

Xiang Yu clenched the Decepticon Blade in his hand, and the moment he rode the black horse to approach the Tyrant Dragon's body, he burst out with the greatest strength in his body. Although he was already seriously injured, with deep wounds on his left shoulder, waist and abdomen, and even more scars all over his body, he still endured the pain of the wound cracking, frowned, and clenched the Decepticon blade with both hands, surging demon blue, rising demon pressure, bursting out with the extreme power of both arms, and slashed towards the throat of the tyrant dragon. After a blow, Xiang Yu rode a black horse and fell steadily from the void, and with the splash of blood, a three-meter-long wound suddenly opened on the throat of the Tyrant Dragon in the middle. The hard black scale armor was slashed by the powerful blade, the hot dragon blood gushed from the wound, and the intense pain pressed into the heart, and the tyrant dragon suddenly became impatiently furious.

Rage! Utterly irrepressible rage! For the arrogant and powerful Tyrant Dragon, no creature has ever been able to inflict such a painful injury on it, it swings its huge body wildly in the air, its wings and claws can't stop, especially the dragon's neck that dances wildly because of the pain, and it constantly splatters the dragon's blood gushing out of the wound onto the Tyrant Dragon next to it. The other tyrant dragons were also immediately vigilant because of the injuries of their companions, and looked down at the earth with majestic eyes, only to see Xiang Yu and Wu Qi standing on the ground, as well as the vast army coming from the wind and dust in the distance. As a result, all the tyrant dragons showed fierce and domineering looks, and roared angrily in the dragon's palate.

As for the tyrant dragons flying higher in the sky, they also lowered their eyes one after another, condescendingly looking down at the mutation on the ground, they watched the large number of small human beings assembled, rushing to kill, as if to challenge their supreme monarch status, and then they all repelled the fire with their eyes, and the distance in a low voice was only ten meters, which was almost not a dive, just a bone, and its dragon claws larger than a human volley were shot down, with a loud sound of breaking the air, The momentum attacked Lian Po and Xiang Yu who were still standing on the ground. That's when the "Hurricane Rush!" A dark-skinned woman in a military uniform dragged a heavy hammer, and quickly rushed in front of Xiang Yu and Lian Po with a brutal and wild momentum, facing the huge tyrant dragon, and brazenly picked up the hammer in her hand. It was a hammer weighing nearly a thousand pounds, a weight that required at least five adult men to lift, but in the hands of the savage woman, it was wielded with ease.

So the woman swung the hammer so aggressively, roared in a deep voice, tensed her whole body, and smashed the heavy hammer head into the dragon claws that the tyrant dragon volleyed in the air. In an instant, a violent wave of energy burst out of thin air, sending up a huge circle of dust on the bottom of the woman's feet. And in the powerful collision between the heavy hammer and the giant claw, it turned out to be the tyrant dragon with a body length of more than 20 meters.