On the other side of the battlefield, Black Treasure's nine dragons were fighting against the Frost Dragons and the Two-Headed Flying Dragons rather easily.
Their individual strength was not as good as Dark Knight Mo Li, but they had a strong backing and an endless supply of Dragon Energy.
They also had the battle tactics that Black Treasure had learned humbly.
Although Black Treasure was sometimes silly and dumb, just like a smart husky that could tear down a house, he was still very familiar with battle tactics.
In addition to the other nine brothers, he was also very knowledgeable about battle tactics.
Their overall battle style had already deviated from the routine of fighting to the death.
The twenty-four Frost Dragons wanted to use their Frost Dragon Breath to freeze Black Treasure and the others, but that was impossible.
Black Treasure and the others also had Dragon Breath, but they were outnumbered, so they were obviously at a disadvantage.
Black Treasure and the others would not do something that would cause them to lose.
The nine dragons appeared and disappeared mysteriously, freely moving around the twenty-four Frost Dragons and the fifty Two-Headed Flying Dragons.
After a few rounds of battle, Black Treasure and the others realized that the overall battle strength of these Frost Dragons was very strong, a level higher than the other dragons.
Although they were still a distance away from the nine of them, they could still make up for the difference in numbers.
"Brothers, we have more or less figured out the situation, now let's split up."
"Bai Shang, Wen Jing, Long Wu and I will form a team. Yi Nian, Ah Zi, Blue Blade, Hong Leng, Huang Zheng, you guys will form a team."
"Both teams will find an opportunity to attack at the same time, and each team will deal with one Frost Dragon. Be fast and try to kill them in one hit."
"Then, we will follow this strategy and kill a few more of them."
Black Treasure was indeed a well-read big brother. He quickly came up with a battle plan, and the other eight dragons nodded at the same time.
The Frost Dragons had gained the upper hand, and all of them were excited and arrogant. Although the nine of them were very strong, it depended on who they were fighting.
We are also Giant Dragons with Level Two Ancient Bloodline, and we have an absolute advantage in numbers. Defeating you is only a matter of time.
However, they did not realize that the originally tight formation was suddenly pulled apart by the nine dragons who had suddenly split into two teams.
Two of the Frost Dragons were in the middle of the nine teams. They looked left and right, hesitating on which side to attack.
Black Treasure and the others looked as if they had succeeded in their scheme.
"Now is the time. We'll take this path on the left, and you guys take the right. Attack immediately!"
Hei Bao decisively gave the order.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The two groups of dragons flashed their sharp claws and pretended to attack the other frost dragons.
The Frost Dragons tensed up and prepared for a counterattack.
However, at this moment, Black Treasure and the other two groups of Dragons instantly turned around and attacked the two Frost Dragons in the middle of the team.
While the Frost Dragon on the left was still in a daze, Black Treasure appeared out of nowhere and grabbed it by the neck.
He instinctively retaliated and tried to use his huge wings to attack Black Treasure.
However, White Dragon Bai Shang and Winged Dragon Wen Jing's giant claws had already grabbed onto his wings.
The frost dragon panicked and struggled with all its might, wanting to attack them with its tail.
However, he realized that he couldn't move his tail either. Dragon Fifth's claws were tightly gripping his tail.
The Four Dragons laughed sinisterly. Hehe!
Go to hell!
Rip!
The Four Dragons exerted their strength at the same time and tore outwards with their claws.
Roar … Roar!
The frost dragon let out a miserable roar.
His body was torn into pieces, and his head was only connected by a layer of skin. His wings were mercilessly torn off, and his tail was pulled out by the roots.
This typical Western Giant Dragon's vision turned black, and a large amount of dragon blood gushed out from the torn parts.
His consciousness was in a mess.
Black Treasure frowned, but he did not pull the dragon's head off. Instead, he exerted more strength with his claws.
Crack!
The frost dragon's head was caught in Black Treasure's hand.