Seeing the powerful claws of the rock bear grasping in front of him, Zhao Fei's beast-like pupils seemed to have received some kind of provocation.

"Force" wind bit out a roar, as if a real dragon was born, the blue light and the claws of the rock bear collided together, the huge power was transmitted to the barrel of the gun, the barrel of the gun bent again, the power required absolute strength at this time, Zhao Fei's right hand holding the barrel of the gun was strengthened again, and the entire arm covered with scales and patterns burst out, and in an instant, the power was transmitted to the arm of the rock bear again.

"Crackling" The rock armor attached to the rock bear's arm made a cracking sound, and it was peeling off piece by piece, revealing the original brown-yellow fur.

"Speed" Zhao Fei saw that the rock armor on the arm of the rock bear had been split and fissioned, and with a flash of his body, it changed into a vague phantom, and countless spear* thorns stabbed all over the rock bear's body like stars.

Yan Xiong was stunned on the spot when he saw the sudden change, but Zhao Fei attacked it like a mosquito bite, he didn't pay attention to it at all, what is the use of being fast, the lightning marten is fast enough, he actually dares to come to the stone forest to challenge his prestige, and in the end, it is not the power of lightning that dies on the spot after exhausting his strength!

After the countless dragonflies and water-like gunshots, Zhao Fei put away the gun and knelt tiredly with his back to the rock bear, the rock bear turned his body towards him, his face sneered, and he was about to make a move, only to feel the sound of "click" in his ears, and when he looked down, his proud rock armor was shattering and falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The rock bear used the natal spell again, but there was no movement, and suddenly all the soft joints of the body actually burst out of the blood columns.

It unwillingly used all its strength, roared and waved its right claw to attack the exhausted Zhao Fei, and this sound may be the last time in its life after death, Zhao Fei instantly rolled and flew out, and suddenly the blood on his head did not know whether he was alive or dead, and the rock bear blood flowed like a pillar and fell.

Their blood, like the sweat of the crossbow arrows, was slowly flowing down through the soil to a huge circle under the sand and stones, and the circle began to slowly turn.

A roar startled Yang Yaofeng and Fang Xiao to turn to Zhao Fei's side, Yang Yaofeng couldn't help but worry about Zhao Fei, and forgot his predicament.

At this time, Fang Xiao took out the pitch-black crossbow from his sleeve, even if he was exposed to the early sun, the crossbow did not reflect a trace of light, the pitch-black body seemed to be able to absorb all the light, and the ghostly abnormality, "click" A transparent crossbow arrow has been wound, and the arrow has been aimed at Yang Yaofeng, who is looking around, as long as he gently pulls the trigger, the next moment he is the ghost under the crossbow.

"Boom" Fang Xiao's feet, who were standing on a high place, suddenly became unstable, countless rocks cracked, and Yang Yaofeng turned his head again. I couldn't help but put the crossbow bolt back into the long sleeve.