With this sentence in mind, the panda drew his twin swords and rushed towards Simonli.

Golden light shone from his body, but instead of spreading out as usual, it covered his body like a stream of water, turning into a layer of golden armor.

Behind him, golden wings of light slowly unfurled, and pieces of feathers flew in the wind and landed on the ground.

Wherever each feather fell, a circle of golden light appeared, and these rays of light joined together, turning into a golden avenue that started from where he started and continued towards the Demon King.

At the front of the Cotai Strip, his pace of charging is getting faster and faster.

Seeing this scene, the menacing Demon King Simonli stopped instead.

Although he was angry, he had not lost his mind, and he knew that he needed to adjust a little, otherwise, he might suffer a loss if he was to hedge directly.

It took him about half a second to adjust his stance and that of his mount, and then with his legs between his legs, he gave the command to charge at the huge black war horse he was riding.

The black war horse, which had many black spikes and teeth in its mouth that were more vicious than those of the tiger wolf, neighed excitedly, and its front hooves violently slashed the ground twice, and then suddenly accelerated, and even the man and the horse seemed to turn into a black meteor and rushed towards the panda that was rushing over.

In terms of speed, the Demon King's charge is impressively faster than that of the Panda!

This result did not surprise the panda, he looked at the huge black shadow that was getting closer and closer, and the sword in his left hand swung violently.

The golden light turned into an arc of light like a crescent moon, and slashed head-on towards the black shadow that rushed towards it.

Not long ago, he used such a blow to sweep away a large group of high-level demons from reckless background.

But now, the blow has not worked. The golden arc rushed in front of the Demon King, and the Demon King picked up his shield, and he was scattered on all sides at once.

It hadn't even been able to slow down the momentum of the black horse's charge even a little.

But before the Demon King could put down the shield again, another golden arc of light blasted over, which was emitted by the Panda's right-handed sword.

The sword was fired just right, and the demon king finished his move and was collecting it, turning the shield to the side to free up his vision. At this moment, he didn't use any strength at all, but this sword of the panda was stronger than the previous one.

There was a loud bang, and the demon king's body shook violently, and the right hand holding the shield suddenly loosened, and the huge shield, which was taller than two or three people, flew out of his hand.

Not only that, but because the balance of power was disrupted by this blow, his posture of charging on horseback also became crooked, and even the momentum of the black war horse's charge was affected.

Originally, this person was one and the same, as if they were invincible, and nothing could stop their charge. Now, man and horse have interfered with each other, and not only can they not complement each other, but they are interfering with each other, destroying the whole charge.

The panda laughed and jumped up. The golden wings of light flapped, and he flew high, flying into the air, and rushed towards the Demon King from an angle from top to bottom.

Originally, in the face of such an attack, the demon king should have pulled the reins and rushed into the air with men and horses to launch a counterattack, but he was sabotaged the charge just now, and he was still readjusting his rhythm at the moment, but he didn't have time to react for a while.

When he finally adjusted his rhythm and pulled the reins to fight back, the panda had already turned into a golden meteor and rushed in front of him.

So he could only swing his spear, and with the flames and the wind, he smashed it towards the golden meteor that was close at hand.

With a loud bang, the desolate ground of the gray wilderness exploded, and countless pieces of rubble shot out in all directions in the wind with black flames and golden light.

A huge amount of smoke rose into the air, covering the surrounding area, and in the blink of an eye, it was dispersed by the ensuing winds.

When the smoke cleared, people saw a large pit on the ground large enough to accommodate dozens of people moving inside.

In the center of the big pit, the black war horse ridden by the demon king was already kneeling on the ground with a pair of front legs, and his tall body was lying on his stomach in embarrassment, although he was trying to neigh, but he couldn't stand up.

Black blood continued to spill from the hideous-looking giant war horse, flowing to the ground, turning into burning black fire.

Obviously, just by the blow just now, this terrifying demonic beast that could hunt ordinary high-level demons as food had already suffered quite serious injuries.

But at the moment, no one paid attention to it, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the pair of figures fighting on the edge of the pit.

Those were two very different figures, one huge and the other small. In terms of stature, the small one may be about the size of a huge man's fist.

But they went head-to-head without flinching, golden light and black flames constantly colliding, each collision accompanied by a violent roar, stirring up gusts of wind.

The roar was deafening, even from a few hundred paces.

The wind blew the stones on the ground and roared, and several demons who wanted to get closer were hit by these rubble, and their heads were immediately bleeding and they retreated in embarrassment. One of them didn't give up, and tried to get closer, but he tried to climb a few steps forward on the ground before he was hit in the head by a thumb-sized gravel.

So its movements immediately stopped, and it lay there motionless, only the ground was slowly soaked with dirty blood, silently telling of its inadequacy.

At the center of the wind and roar, the panda and Simonley stood firmly on the ground as if they had taken root under their feet, not giving an inch.

Their hands swung their weapons and unleashed fierce attacks on each other.

The golden twin swords and the black spears kept colliding in the air.

Such a battle could not have been unscathed, and in just a second or two, the panda had found several flaws in Simonli's moves, and grabbed one of them, using his left sword to add a slender scar to the demon's chest.

As for himself, after about five or six seconds, the tip of the spear was slightly slashed on his body, and from his left chest to his right abdomen, the golden armor was torn, and a terrible wound emerged.

Judging from the wounds, it is clear that the fighting between the two sides is not equal.

The Demon King Simonli's body is huge, and the Panda's body is relatively small, if the same attack on each other works, the Demon King only receives some dispensable minor injuries, but the Panda is extremely seriously injured.

But Panda doesn't mean to get bigger—though he does have a way of turning into a giant.

He felt that such a battle was actually beneficial to him.

He didn't have time to analyze it for the time being, nor did he have the energy to think about it, but his intuition told him that it was okay to fight like this!