Chapter 297 Battle

"Little stone, you can do whatever you want!"

In Shi Jianhong's eyes, a little abusiveness has quietly emerged at this moment. If he said that before, he was a little afraid of the appearance of the four people in Qi Runmingtang. But at this moment, after suffering such a blow from Mingtang and seeing the failure of the attack, Shi Jianhong couldn't help but be sure.

Don't say what the other three are like. Even the strongest Mingtang can't help himself. Such an accident is not an accident.

"Roar!"

The size of a small stone is like a pangolin that has been magnified countless times. At this time, he roared excitedly, even if it was like a giant chariot, no, it was a super giant chariot, pushing towards Mingtang. Compared with the Mingtang, which is shaped like an ant under his feet, it is simply afraid to see how tragic the latter will end.

"Hahaha..."

Looking at Mingtang's motionless appearance, Shi Jianhong certainly knew that the former must not be scared and dumbfounded. Joke, how can ordinary people do such an offensive as before? But even so, it can be seen from the uneasy appearance of Mingtang that the deterrent power of the small stone is indeed large enough!

"Hmm?"

Looking at the mountain-like body of the small stone, he slowly pushed towards himself. Although the speed is not fast, it also has the benefits of being unhappy. The pressure as stable as Mount Tai and the momentum like a broken bamboo are often more shocking. In the process of waiting, they have collapsed physically and mentally.

But Mingtang is by no means such a person. He immediately shook his mind and secretly reminded himself, "What kind of beast is this? It is unheard of. Although it is only at the level of a spirit beast, its defense is close to the existence of the sub-holy beast. How can you fight it?"

However, although he thought so, his movements finally moved quickly. At this moment, he was locked in his breath and it was impossible to escape. Immediately, he had to stamp his feet and rise with the rapid sweep of his body. The next moment, Mingtang had climbed onto the body of a small stone.

At the moment of contact, Mingtang only felt as if he had been hit by a mountain. The internal organs in his body surged violently, but even so, his dragon's sword was by no means ordinary. At the sharp tip of the sword, with a strong golden light, with a magnetic sound, it pierced into the body surface of the small stone, and the former, by taking advantage of this, finally stabilized his body. He didn't fly backwards and lay dead on one of the front feet of the small stone.

"Hmm!"

Although it was not like the black wind lion. As soon as it was pierced by the weapon, it was a sharp pain, it was found that Mingtang was lying on his body at this time, and the little stone still found it at the first time. Even with a muffled roar, his whole body trembled spontaneously, as if he had to throw the former down his body and then stepped on it to death.

"Hey!"

Mingtang grinned, immediately looked up and said to himself, "Do you want to get rid of me like this?" Don't you understand that it's easier to invite God than to send God? The orcher, right? You can't knock down your fierce beast easily. I want to see how strong your master will be!"

Sure enough, under the wanton shaking of the little stone, Mingtang did not fall. As soon as he stood firm, even when he approached the direction where Shi Jianhong was, his momentum suddenly rose again.

"Little stone, use rock thorns!"

Seeing that Mingtang actually took the same measures as Hao Deshan had taken before, Shi Jianhong couldn't help closing his eyes and laughing. After a long time, a trace of arrogance suddenly appeared in his pupils. He shouted coldly and said, "Do you think my little stone will be as bad as the black wind and lion?

"Wuff!"

With the sudden fall of Shi Jianhong's words, the ominous foreboding in Mingtang's heart had just risen, and a swish sound suddenly sounded on his feet. Subsequently, it turned out to be sharp rock thorns, piercing out of the body surface of the small stone.

For a moment, Mingtang only felt that his own foothold suddenly turned into a knife mountain. I was just glad that I had just had such a puncture. Without hitting myself, the former suddenly felt the place under his feet, and suddenly there was a faint throb. It was late, and at that time, when a cold-lit rock thorn hit up from the bottom of Mingtang's body, the figure also suddenly moved away between the electric flint.

"Hu..."

After avoiding such an attack, Mingtang was relieved. If he reacted a little slower, he would probably be penetrated from the bottom up. However, at this time, he didn't have time to be proud of his rapid reaction. He turned around and avoided it again. In an instant, the body surface of the small stone seemed to have countless eyes. No matter where Mingtang appeared, after a moment, there must be a sharp puncture.

"Oh? The reaction is really good!"

Looking at Mingtang's extremely flexible figure, Shi Jianhong couldn't help but praise him sincerely. The attack like this small stone is an ordinary five-yuan strong man. With his not bad body, he probably can't eat it and walk around. But now this four-yuan Jingming Hall, which is not bad, has persisted until now and has not been hurt at all. And looking at that posture, he was still slowly detouring towards where he was.

"Stop, there's no need to waste energy."

After a long time, seeing that the situation had not changed, Shi Jianhong finally gave up and said lightly to the little stone. Obviously, he was not very happy. However, when the words fell, in the face of Mingtang, which was getting closer and closer to him, he was not as panicked as Lu Li, but his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he seemed to sneer at Mingtang with some expectation, "Do you think you can take me by the method of dealing with ordinary orcists?"

"Hmm?"

The rock thorns that could rise at any time finally stopped, and Mingtang couldn't help but settle down. Although his consciousness was not relaxed at all, he couldn't help looking at Shi Jianhong not far in front of him. When he found that the latter's momentum at this moment was also suddenly rising, Mingtang's face finally ushered in the first big change tonight and lost his voice: "Wuyuanjing!"

It doesn't say how shocked Mingtang fell into at this time. On the contrary, looking at the other three battle circles, it is also gradually divided into victory and defeat at this time. In particular, Ding Xingjian, who fought with the black wind lion, had an absolute advantage. He didn't even have to rush to the body of the black wind lion and fight hand-to-hand, so he had suppressed the former.

Where is the silver long gun in Ding Xingjian's hand just a long gun at this moment?

At the head and tail of the silver long gun, a dazzling silver beam of light was shot out, which did not dissipate from beginning to end. Under Ding Xingjian's incredible means, the silver gun turned into a sharp weapon dozens of feet long. From time to time, there will be a sound of breaking wind from the sound of long gun beams dancing.

"Wow..."

At this moment, the black wind lion has completely lost all the previous madness, but more like an injured puppy, curled up and let Ding Xingjian hit him, but it is difficult to fight back.

"Hum!"

Ding Xingjian turned his hands and saw that the slender beam of light dozens of feet long also danced. The sound of breaking wind, accompanied by dazzling silver light, is particularly conspicuous in the night sky. But isn't the former just a waste? Immediately, the beam of light hit the huge body of the black wind lion again. With another tragic whine of the latter, on the huge body, the black body surface exploded a gap in an instant, and blood surged out like a broken dike and hung straight down.

"It's really weak!"

Ding Xingjian was obviously not happy. A pair of cold eyes narrowed slightly and shook his head spontaneously. Immediately, even the long-held beam of light on the silver gun dissipated, and the night sky was also a little dark in an instant.

"Bang!"

With the dissipation of the silver light column, the black wind lion finally couldn't stand its huge body. There was a loud bang, and even a violent shock followed by the surrounding ground. Under the dust, the firelight of Xifeng Town reflected the shocked eyes of everyone at this moment.

The famous black wind lion, the strength of the top-grade spirit beast. Although he had suffered minor injuries before the battle, Ding Xingjian solved it so easily that such a method could not be done by ordinary people.

"Get up, get up!"

At this time, there was a sharp shout at the place where the black wind lion fell, which came from the owner of the former, Lu Li. On his face, his frightened, and his body shrank in the mane of the black wind lion, which was also broken at this time. He kept pulling with his hands, and he didn't know what he was going to pull.

"Wow..."

However, what responded to him was the huge body of the black wind lion!

"Don't die, don't die, you are my only partner. What should I do if you die?"

Seeing such a situation, Lu Li was powerless to see clearly. This time, he was completely defeated. Even his greatest support, the Black Wind and the Lion, is in danger. The fierce fear, loss, shock, and sadness that rose at some point in his heart were mixed together, and he suddenly burst into tears. The thin body knelt in the mane bush, and kept pressing the black wind to the lion.

"Hmm, there is some death, it's not a pity to die!"

It was greatly beyond Ding Xingjian's expectation to see that the body of the black wind lion was **. But in this case, it was more convenient. The silver gun in his hand suddenly trembled, and then there was a sense of murder, with boundless coldness. Suddenly, his body suddenly grazed and rushed straight to the black wind and lion not far away.

"Get up, get up!"

Lu Li's shouts were almost crying. He did not find that Ding Xingjian had hit him the last blow at this time, or did not want to pay attention to it. He just called for the lion in response to the black wind.

"Hum!"

The silver beam of light rose again, and Ding Xingjian's eyes were getting colder and colder, and the speed was naturally getting faster and faster. Anyone can believe that when the silver and black touch each other again, it is the end of the black wind lion, and even Lu Li is not spared.

"Roar!"

At this time, the black wind lion also stood up unexpectedly. The huge body, whether for the time being, or for other reasons, in fact, it suddenly stood up at this critical moment.

Darkness, endless darkness, with boundless evil spirit!

In an instant, it enveloped Ding Xingjian's forward figure!