The distance to the White-headed Griffin was getting closer and closer. Seeing that the White-headed Griffin was about to resume level flight, Nie Yan activated the skill on the Creeper Ring. His five fingers suddenly turned into suction cups, like a gecko firmly clinging to the back of the White-headed Griffin.
The others witnessed this mythical scene with their own eyes, and their minds couldn't even process it.
How did Mad Rogue Nie Yan do it!
From the back of the Darkwing Dragon to the back of the White-headed Griffin, everything happened in an instant.
"Guild Leader Guigu, be careful!"
"Guild Leader Guigu!" Everyone exclaimed, but their shouts were too late.
How could Nie Yan give Guigu Jueqing a chance to react!
Guigu Jueqing never would have imagined that Nie Yan would appear behind him!
This was undoubtedly a fantasy!
But everything happened for real!
Guigu Jueqing was still wondering why the others were telling him to be careful when he had clearly dodged the Darkwing Dragon!
Nie Yan suddenly erupted, pouncing towards Guigu Jueqing's back, the Sword of Zannard in his hand slashing down.
Guigu Jueqing suddenly felt something was wrong behind him. When he looked back, the flames of the Sword of Zannard were coming right at him. His hands were gripping the back of the White-headed Griffin, and he couldn't free them to use any skills or make any evasive maneuvers.
The White-headed Griffin was flying upwards. Once he let go, he would fall from the sky and be smashed to pieces!
It was over. Guigu Jueqing's pupils shrank sharply, filled with fear. Once he was killed, the White-headed Griffin would be lost as well!
However, it was too late.
Nie Yan's Sword of Zannard slashed down from his back, blood splattering everywhere. Guigu Jueqing was instantly killed by Nie Yan, his corpse falling from the sky.
The White-headed Griffin let out a low, mournful cry and flew towards Guigu Jueqing's corpse.
If a player died, the flying mount would return to the player's pet space within twenty seconds. Nie Yan naturally wouldn't let the White-headed Griffin go so easily!
Nie Yan suddenly erupted, the Sword of Zannard in his hand stabbing into the White-headed Griffin's head.
The White-headed Griffin let out a heart-rending scream, rolling and struggling in the sky. The Darkwing Dragon flew above the White-headed Griffin, its strong claws grabbing the White-headed Griffin's head. With a crack, the White-headed Griffin's skull was crushed.
The Darkwing Dragon took a life core from the White-headed Griffin's head and swallowed it. It rolled over and caught Nie Yan on its back.
The White-headed Griffin's corpse fell from the sky, crashing to the ground.
The whole process only took a dozen seconds. The two players riding the Poisonous Dragonflies and Wind Serpents next to them didn't even have time to rescue.
Nie Yan glanced at the players on the backs of those two flying mounts.
Seeing Nie Yan's cold gaze, their bodies felt stiff, as if they were being targeted by a demon.
The White-headed Griffin was torn apart, and a thick bloody smell still permeated the sky.
Everything that had just happened was like a nightmare, lingering in their minds, making them want to escape quickly.
The players below were fighting fiercely. With a bang, a player's corpse fell from the sky. Then, with a loud crash, the White-headed Griffin's corpse slammed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Where they were, a rain of blood poured down.
The bloody smell spread, the enchanting red, like roses in full bloom.
After a wave of blood rain, the surrounding area was still shrouded in a blood mist.
Crazy Magic looked blankly at the sky. The White-headed Griffin was dead! There were only five flying mounts left. Were they doomed to a crushing defeat?
"Brothers, Guild Leader Nie Yan took down a flying mount, we can't drag him down! Kill!"
The sound of Ni Ren's Tribe's killing was earth-shattering, and the sound of the Mage Alliance was swallowed up by this tsunami-like roar.
The Darkwing Dragon carried Nie Yan quickly towards the direction the Azure Winged Bird was fleeing. He had to rescue Ben Zhiemo quickly! The Azure Winged Bird was already seriously injured and unable to fight any longer.
Looking into the distance, a Flamingo burning with fiery flames was chasing after the Azure Winged Bird. Die Yao and another Wind Serpent were preparing to attack it from both sides.
"Guild Leader Guigu is dead!"
"How could this be!"
The arcane mage riding on the back of the Flamingo paused. Logically speaking, as long as there were no mistakes, Guigu Jueqing would definitely not be killed so easily. The situation had begun to develop in a direction they couldn't control.
Not far away, the Darkwing Dragon was approaching them at an extremely fast speed.
"Mad Rogue Nie Yan is coming!"
"Don't panic, kill the Azure Winged Bird first!" the arcane mage shouted, but at this moment, even his nerves were stretched to the limit. How could the other two not panic!
Seeing the Darkwing Dragon approaching, Ben Zhiemo felt relieved. Just when they didn't know whether to attack or retreat, Ben Zhiemo showed a wicked smile. He had been suppressed for so long, constantly being chased and beaten. This time, he finally had a chance to fight back!
Metamorphosis!
The feathers on the Azure Winged Bird's body transformed into gorgeous colors, like a hundred flowers blooming. The wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The Azure Winged Bird's combat power was extremely weak, only slightly stronger than a Tier 2 flying mount, but it had a good skill, which was that during combat, it could use metamorphosis to turn a serious injury into a minor injury, thereby gaining sustained combat power.
The Azure Winged Bird's mutation stunned the people on the Mage Alliance side.
At this moment, Ben Zhiemo locked onto the player on Die Yao's back and cast a Spiritual Vibration.
That player was preparing to ride Die Yao to pounce on Ben Zhiemo. Without warning, a strong spiritual interference hit him, causing his body to become somewhat uncontrollable, but Die Yao still carried out his previous command, pouncing towards the Azure Winged Bird.
The Azure Winged Bird suddenly turned around and pounced on Die Yao's body. The two fought together, falling downwards in a straight line at a high speed.
"I can't tell who's who, I can't attack!" the player on the Wind Serpent's back said anxiously.
The arcane mage on the back of the Flamingo didn't expect such a change to happen. This way, they wouldn't be able to kill the Azure Winged Bird. He hoped Die Yao could kill the Azure Winged Bird! It shouldn't be a problem, Die Yao could create illusions!
In just a moment, Nie Yan had already pounced up on the Darkwing Dragon. The Darkwing Dragon let out a furious roar, its sharp claws grabbing towards the Wind Serpent.
"Be careful!"
You want to catch me, it's not that simple! The player on the Wind Serpent's back saw the Darkwing Dragon pouncing over and sneered. The Wind Serpent's two pairs of transparent wings vibrated rapidly, increasing its speed by a double, fleeing quickly.
Roar! The Darkwing Dragon let out a low dragon's roar, a powerful dragon's might was released. Dragon's might was more effective against lower-level creatures!
The Wind Serpent's body paused slightly. Just as the Wind Serpent's movement stopped, the Darkwing Dragon opened its mouth and sprayed a scorching dragon's breath, shooting towards the Wind Serpent.
With a bang, the dragon's breath hit the Wind Serpent's back, blasting the Wind Serpent away, violently struggling in the air.
The Darkwing Dragon quickly swooped down, grabbed the Wind Serpent's head, took out the Wind Serpent's life core, and bit down on it.
Nie Yan's speed was as fast as lightning. In such a short period, he had taken care of the Wind Serpent. The Darkwing Dragon's strength was a bit beyond their imagination. At this time, the arcane mage on the Flamingo panicked and turned to run away. Nie Yan controlled the Darkwing Dragon to pounce up, and the distance between the two sides quickly closed.
Noticing that the Darkwing Dragon was getting closer and closer, the arcane mage slightly crouched down, preparing to do some difficult aerial maneuvers to avoid the Darkwing Dragon's pounce.
The Darkwing Dragon pounced down like an eagle hunting a rabbit.
Seeing that the Flamingo was about to be killed by the Darkwing Dragon, the Flamingo suddenly rolled over and flew to the side.
You want to run, it's not that easy. Nie Yan's eyes locked onto the Flamingo, and his body was like a coiled spring, arching up. He used the skill on the Jumper Ring, flying into the air, pouncing towards the Flamingo.
The wind whistled in his ears, and Nie Yan's thin body seemed to be blown away.
The arcane mage saw Nie Yan soaring into the air and pouncing towards him, and was startled. Mad Rogue Nie Yan was really bold, daring to do such dangerous things. Was he not afraid of falling down and being smashed to pieces?
In this tense situation, the arcane mage didn't expect that Nie Yan had a Feather Fall Gem. Even if he fell, he would be safe and sound. He only had one thought in his mind, which was to let Mad Rogue Nie Yan fall, then Mad Rogue Nie Yan would be finished!
Just as Nie Yan was about to step on the Flamingo's back, the arcane mage suddenly spat out a series of obscure incantations, Banish!
A powerful force pushed Nie Yan outwards.
Nie Yan flew backwards, getting farther and farther away from the Flamingo, his body falling rapidly.
"Mad Rogue Nie Yan, goodbye!" The arcane mage laughed triumphantly.
But Nie Yan's next action made his laughter stop abruptly. Just as his body was being pushed away, he used the skill on the Weaver Ring, a strand of spider silk sticking to the Flamingo's feathers, suddenly tightening, pulling Nie Yan back.
"Go to hell!" The arcane mage quickly cast a Fireball, a burning fireball shooting straight over, snapping the spider silk.
But his actions were already too slow. Nie Yan's crawling skill effect hadn't disappeared, and his hands tightly gripped the Flamingo's feathers, leaping onto the Flamingo's back.
Spiritual Vibration!
The arcane mage waved his staff, opening his mouth and letting out a sharp cry, a sound like a knife cutting glass, a powerful mental impact coming head-on.
Seeing that he was about to be hit by the Spiritual Vibration, Nie Yan cast a Mental Immunity, pushing forward toward the arcane mage despite the Spiritual Vibration.
It's not certain who's going to die!
Miss, Spiritual Vibration ineffective! The arcane mage was stunned, then saw the Sword of Zannard in Nie Yan's hand coming at him with lightning speed, a sword slashing down, his heart contracting violently in tension.
"Crap!" The arcane mage couldn't help cursing. Such a small place on the back of the Flamingo, where could he hide?