Monster Hunter OL Legendary Path Chapter 259 The Death of the Golden Lion

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The moment the golden lion saw the two hunters who seriously injured it, he couldn't help but say that he made a big back-jump, and while the hair on his whole body turned golden, he also directly sprayed electrical rays from his mouth that didn't need to be brewed too much.

The thick electrical rays directly encompassed the two of them, but the hunter's reaction speed was so fast, and in the time of a second, he directly dodged with a side jump.

The burning sensation behind him was fleeting, and the power of such a terrifying electrical ray, even if it was as powerful as a golden lion, could not necessarily be maintained for a long time.

The goblin, who quickly got up, cast a hateful gaze on the beast at this end, then bent down and arched its body.

"Bang!"

Like a cannonball, the ghost approached the golden lion under the strong foot force, and then twisted his waist, and the chopping axe held in his right hand and one hand slowly stroked, and when the chopping axe and the golden lion's fist collided together, it had completed the transformation from the retracted form to the axe form.

"Khoo!!"

The axe slashed into the golden lion's arm, and the sudden sound of slashing steel made the ghost stunned.

After being stunned for less than half a second, the experienced hunter immediately changed his move, twisted his waist in the moment of flicking the knife, and the heavy chopping axe drew a huge half-arc along the rebound force, slashing at the golden lion's body. Cracked the fur at its side.

With one blow to the hand, the ghost no longer loves to fight, and directly uses a side jump to get out of the battle.

In the moment when the ghost and the golden lion were entangled, Mo Xiao had already shot two arrows in a row, one stuck on the golden arm armor of the golden lion's fist, and the other was dodged by it with a side jump.

It is worthy of being a golden lion, and Mo Xiao's arrows can be calmly dodged by it.

Moreover, the sudden appearance of the unprecedented gauntlet on its body also gave him a very tricky feeling, the first arrow obviously used enough force to penetrate its fist, but now it was only stuck on it.

The golden lion also seemed to know that the ink flute was the biggest threat, although he was suffering from the ghosts and ghosts entangled himself, but in the case of a tacit understanding of one man and one beast to open the distance, the golden lion was able to try to attack the ink flute from a distance.

It opened its mouth suddenly, and the thick electrical rays were directly spat out by the golden lion, pointing directly at the ink flute.

sneered, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times, the ink flute quietly jumped sideways, and the difference of a fraction of a centimeter could hit the ink flute hard, but it was a pity...

Suddenly, the tumbling Mo Xiao only felt Senran's hostility coming from behind him, and he hurriedly turned his waist to dodge, but the arrow from behind successfully hit him.

The thick sword and wolf suit successfully blocked most of the impact of the arrows, but the arrows still sank into Mo Xiao's back.

The strange feeling of the arrow stuck between the ribs made it clear to the injured person what his injuries were, and the ribs squeezed against each other and his breathing was slightly obstructed.

Flipped to the ground, and then Mo Xiao reached out and pulled out the arrow directly on his back, and the splashed blood and his fierce movements successfully scared away the sneak attackers in the shadows.

Pain is a piece of cake for the people of the Lotta tribe, and while the bloodline gives them a cursed life, they also gain infinite power.

Even though Mo Xiao was as powerful, he was still a little weak in the face of the sneak attack, because he was a little afraid of being attacked by the golden lion and the sneak attacker behind him, Mo Xiao had to focus most of his attention on the back while facing the roar of the golden lion.

Soon, the slightest paralyzing sensation from the wound on his back made Mo Xiao break out in a cold sweat.

A tumble dodged the bombardment of the rays, and then the ink flute put the arrow that had just hit him in his nose, sniffing carefully at the smell of his own blood and the smell of paint on the arrow.

A faint smell of paralyzing potions.

"Damn it!"

His heart sank, and Mo Xiao had made a decision in an instant.

Kill the Golden Lion quickly.

The chopping axe in his hand swiped rapidly, and the blade of the axe closed under the drive of the smashing bottle, and instantly turned into a sword form, and with the burst of strong attack ability, the ghost swung the sword axe in his hand towards the arm of the golden lion.

The special gauntlet condensed by the special application of electricity on the arm once again blocked the ghost's melee attack, and the golden light of the gauntlet dimmed, and the surprised golden lion turned his angry and suspicious gaze on the huntress who had been wrapping around him like a fly.

The heart of facing it had just sprouted, and the sense of threat coming from the front came in an instant, and the golden lion was directly hit by the attack before he had time to dodge.

The flying arrows struck the golden lion directly in the cheek, pierced its narrow face, and plunged directly into its body.

The sharp pain was exchanged for the golden lion's rage, and it could no longer roar, but its sudden leap towards Mo Xiao's steps directly showed his exuberant anger.

Seeing that the monster that had killed his brother was about to slip away from his eyes, the ghost's angry slash had already turned his sword into an axe, and slashed at the side of the golden lion.

Under the heavy blow, the ribs of the golden lion that were hit instantly dented, but the golden lion who was hit by the heavy blow ignored it and rushed straight towards the ink flute.

In its opinion, the threat of the ink flute is far greater than that of the ghosts and ghosts!

In the face of the rushing golden lion, Mo Xiao had no intention of dodging at all, he faced the terrifying straight punch of the golden lion, and once again pulled the bowstring, under the golden lion's golden electricity, the arrow emitted a brilliant golden light.

It has the meaning of fighting against the water, if it weren't for the fact that the hostility behind him was too sharp, Mo Xiao would not be willing to end the war with this way of exchanging injuries for injuries.

"Poof!"

"Bang!"

The arrow slammed into the flesh, and the heavy fist bombarded, and the ink flute flew out upside down, and a blood arrow squirted out of its mouth, stretching a length of three meters, and then no longer extending with the fall of the ink flute.

And the golden lion, dead.

The heavy arrows shot from the front directly pierced the golden lion's skull, breaking the skull and destroying the brain tissue inside.

No creature can survive the destruction of its brain, not even the Golden Lion, the strongest toothed beast.

The slightest paralysis made Mo Xiao's body a little immobile, but in the hazy vision, Mo Xiao more or less saw that the ghost hesitated for a moment in thinking about the choice of venting to the golden lion and helping himself, and finally chose to help himself.

A faint feeling of emotion came to my heart, but the person who attacked was still eyeing him, and the paralysis on his body did not go away for a long time.

The only thing you can do is let the ghosts go.

And right away!

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