"Haha, stupid cow, that's just my Mirror Image Magic Clone."
"It's perfect for frying a cow with thick skin like yours.
After saying that, Shi Yi used Dragon Language to cast a high-level magic, Thunder Bomb.
To be on the safe side, it was better to blast him a little longer.
Shi Yi wasn't sure if the Herculean Bull was faking it.
Thinking about it from another perspective, he felt that if he was playing with the iron rod, he definitely wouldn't be tired now.
At this moment, the Herculean Bull's head was full of buzzing stars.
Although the power of the explosion couldn't take his life.
However, he also suffered some minor injuries.
After all, the Mirror Image Clone was just a magic, and its power wasn't enough to seriously injure him.
Boom!
The stars in his head had just decreased a little when the explosion came again.
The Herculean Bull's body swayed, and his head shook uncontrollably.
Damn it!
It was still exploding!
He was annoyed by these two explosions.
He held the iron rod tightly.
After roughly estimating the location, he suddenly rushed out.
"Wah …"
"Damn dragon, cunning dragon, I'm going to break all the bones in your body."
The Herculean Bull was huge, about twenty-eight to twenty-nine meters.
Although its speed wasn't fast, the distance of a jump was still far enough.
Plus the iron rod that was more than thirty meters long.
Shi Yi, who was more than two hundred meters away, had already entered his attack range.
Damn it!
He could still attack after being blown up like this. Shi Yi's body flashed, leaving a magic mirror image in place.
Hehe …
In the blink of an eye, Shi Yi's figure appeared in the distance.
He covered his ears with both paws …
The Herculean Bull sensed that the figure in front of him was turning around, and it looked like he was scared and wanted to escape.
Without thinking too much, his body fell quickly, holding the iron rod high, and smashing it hard at Shi Yi's mirror image.
Boom!
Just as the iron rod touched the mirror image, a terrifying energy exploded instantly.
This scene was so familiar, and he had experienced it once just now.
Not good!
The Herculean Bull realized that he had been tricked again and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
Damn it!
Both times, I was defeated by the same method. Am I a little stupid?
With a loud bang, the Herculean Bull became even dizzier.
His big hooves let go of the iron rod and hugged his head, trying to control his body's balance.
At this moment, he was completely dumbfounded and disoriented, unable to distinguish north from south.
Shi Yi's eyes lit up. Now's the time, I'll take your life while you're sick!
His body flashed and instantly appeared beside the floating iron rod.
The Herculean Bull only left a trace of its Divine Sense to control the iron rod so that it wouldn't fall.
But this gave Shi an opportunity to take advantage of.
One or two claws gripped the iron bar.
Whoosh!
A super cold aura instantly surged into his body.
Shi Yi shivered. So cold!
This was a weapon forged from a piece of Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron.
Fortunately, the blood of the dragon race was strong enough. Otherwise, his blood would have been frozen the moment he came into contact with it.
Hehe!
This dragon also wants to play with this iron staff.
His body flashed!
Whoosh!
It appeared above the Herculean Bull's head.
Although the Herculean Bull was in a daze, he could still feel that the iron staff was in a passive position.
But now that he had been blasted into a daze, how could he use his Spiritual Sense to control the iron rod?
His eyes shone with excitement!
Stupid cow, I'll let you have a taste of your own iron rod!
Boom!
The iron rod solidly smashed onto the Herculean Bull's head.
Under the shocked gazes of everyone present, the Herculean Bull's head spun three times before it fell down.
"Beautifully done, it's perfect."
Zhang Xing snapped his fingers.
Shi Yi swaggered back with the iron rod.
Everyone was silent, all of them dumbfounded!
These dragons seemed to know the art of war …