Chapter 16: Slaying the Beast (2)
Don't look at the rigid qi realm and the void qi realm, it is only a one-level gap, but the strength is a qualitative change.
However, as Fang Ling said, this is something he must do, even if he is facing death, there is only one battle!
When he stepped into the three meters, the sleepy silverback suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly jumped up from the ground and pounced, his speed was like lightning.
Although Fang Ling had been on guard for a long time, he was also taken aback by the speed of its rapid pounce, and hurriedly jumped to the left, his sharp claws brushing over his clothes, splitting his sleeves in two, and cutting a long opening on his hand just a fraction of a centimeter.
Although Fang Ling was surprised, he reacted very quickly, and before his feet could stand firmly, he suddenly slammed forward, swinging his knife and slashing directly!
"Howl-"
Silverback let out a roar, and without dodging, he raised his arm and smashed it.
Fang Ling secretly said hello, but when the Fire Pattern Beast's horn slashed into its arm, it suddenly found that it seemed to have been slashed on a piece of steel, and it actually shook its arm numbly, but this guy actually didn't hurt his fur.
However, the knife apparently hurt the silverback sleepy man, and he quickly withdrew his hand, making a hideous expression and letting out a loud roar.
At this moment, with a "boom-" sound, Huang Jian's arrow had already shot out, shooting straight towards the silverback sleepy.
The silverback sleepy ear moved, turned his head suddenly, waved his hand and slapped the arrow away, Fang Ling took the opportunity to jump up and slash at its neck.
Silverback Sleepy Sleepy slammed his fist as if he had expected his movements.
Fang Ling sighed secretly, and hurriedly straightened the back of the knife to block, and suddenly a huge force came from the knife body, shaking him more than ten meters away, and almost crashed into the stone wall.
Fang Ling had just stood firm, and the silver-backed sleepy man had already jumped up and pounced, his sharp claws shiny white, and at the same time, a thick sleeping mist erupted from his mouth.
Seeing that there was a sleeping fog coming, Fang Ling hurriedly held his breath, and one of them went around his back along the mountain wall, and the tip of the knife was picked up and slashed at its leg.
This knife was swift and powerful, although it also did not hurt the fur, but it was also so painful that the silverback screamed, and immediately turned around and swept it with a claw.
The battle continued, the silverback sleepy was more powerful than expected, its claws were as fast as lightning, and its force could collapse mountains, every time it smashed on the knife, it made Fang Ling feel like he couldn't hold the horns of the fire pattern beast, and was even smashed back several steps by gravity, crashing into the mountain wall, vomiting a mouthful of blood.
However, as long as it turned its back to Huang Jian and the others, the arrows and stones beckoned together, although the arrows couldn't penetrate the body at all, and the stones couldn't play any role at all, but it made the silverback sleepy more and more angry, and wanted to attack Huang Jian and the others from time to time.
Compared to the enraged silver-backed sleeper, Fang Ling became more and more calm, and he gradually discovered that this fierce beast had another weakness, that is, speed!
Silverback is indeed fast, especially the claws, whose range of attack almost covers 360 degrees around him, however, his turning speed is relatively slow.
Therefore, Fang Ling began to try to avoid fighting with it as much as possible, attacking around again and again, with the silverback sleeping around his body again and again, coupled with the constant harassment of Huang Jian and the others, Fang Ling finally seized an opportunity, and when it turned around and did not know the direction, he went around behind it again, jumped up with the help of the raised stone on the stone wall, and slashed down on its neck with a knife that accumulated all his strength.