The Dragon God Overlord Spear in Tang Lan's hand swept out, the action was fierce and decisive, full of indomitable momentum.
The Overlord Spear is like a giant agile dragon or a giant python swimming around, full of mysterious power and agile beauty.
The gun body is shining with mysterious and bright light. Those lights are beating like ancient runes, as if telling ancient and mysterious legends. Every ray of light contains powerful power.
It carried unparalleled sharp energy and crashed down on the fist. The sharp energy seemed to be the sharpest blade in the world, able to easily penetrate all hard objects.
That powerful force seemed to be able to split the entire world into two, making people feel extremely shocked and depressed.
Cang! A crisp and harsh sound spread throughout the world. The sound was like a bell, powerful and loud, making people's eardrums buzz.
Sparks are flying, and the sparks are like colorful fireworks blooming in the night sky, bright and eye-catching.
The clanging sound of metal collision continued to sound. The sound seemed like a fierce confrontation between two peerless warriors, full of power and rhythm.
The Overlord Spear actually cut off Mr. Xiong’s fist, and blood spilled out. The blood fell like red raindrops, exuding a pungent smell of blood in the air.
Every drop of blood seems to contain Mr. Xiong’s powerful vitality, making people feel the tremendous pain Mr. Xiong suffered.
"Roar..." The pain made Mr. Xiong roar angrily. The roar was like thunder exploding in the sky, causing the entire space to tremble violently.
The voice was full of anger, pain and unwillingness, as if a wounded beast was making its final roar.
The severe pain was unbearable, and its eyes were full of anger and pain. Those eyes seemed to be able to spit out flames, making people feel the anger in its heart.
It never expected that Tang Lan was so powerful that he could cut off its fist.
"Killing a spirit beast like you that is more than 400,000 years old should be able to drop a lot of good things."
Tang Lan slowly took a step forward.
The steady steps were as firm and powerful as the beating of war drums.
Every step you take seems to make the earth tremble slightly.
The raised dust shimmered in the weak sunlight, as if it was the beginning of the upcoming fierce battle.
A cold look appeared on his face.
It looked like it was covered with a thick layer of frost.
It makes people shudder just by looking at it.
Those eyes were full of teasing.
That look seemed to be looking at a poor prey that was doomed to fail.
With a kind of superior arrogance and disdain.
“At least there will be a soul bone worth hundreds of thousands!”
Tang Lan’s voice sounded again.
There was an unabashed greed and full confidence in those words.
His eyes were fixed on the behemoth in front of him.
The look in his eyes was like a hungry wolf seeing a fat lamb.
He was rapidly calculating in his mind the huge gains that this battle might bring.
It was as if he had seen the precious soul bone emitting a mysterious light in his hand.
At this time, Tang Lan's words completely angered Mr. Xiong.
The huge body trembled slightly.
Like a volcano about to erupt.
Mr. Xiong, as a spirit beast with more than 400,000 years of age, is one of the kings of the Star Dou Forest.
On weekdays, he is respected by everyone and is majestic.
Wherever it goes, other spirit beasts bow to it.
Its majesty is as unshakable as a towering mountain. Have you ever been as frustrated as you are today?
Someone actually said arrogantly in front of it that they would hunt it down and take away its soul bone!
This is simply a great insult to its royal dignity.
Xiong Jun’s huge eyes were burning with blazing anger.
Like two blazing flames.
I want to burn this ignorant human being in front of me to ashes.
Its thick limbs moved restlessly.
Every movement made the ground make a dull sound.
It seems to be venting its inner anger and unwillingness.
It opened its huge mouth.
Revealing extremely sharp teeth.
Each tooth is like a sharp dagger.
Sparkling with a chilling light.
It let out a deafening roar.
The sound seemed to be able to penetrate the sky.
It made the entire Star Dou Forest tremble.
The roar was full of anger, majesty and warning.
It seemed to be declaring to Tang Lan its inviolability as a king.
Tang Lan heard the angry roar, but was not affected by it at all and did not stop his fierce attack.
His body is as tall and straight as a pine tree, his eyes are as firm as iron, and he shows no fear in the face of the powerful Mr. Xiong.
His long Overlord Spear drew a perfect arc in mid-air. The arc was graceful and full of power, as if it were a paintbrush drawn by the God of Destiny.
The gun body flashed with cold light, like a silver lightning, with unstoppable momentum, and then slashed hard on Mr. Xiong's neck.
“Ding!” The sound of gold and iron mingling sounded, clear and loud, echoing in the silent forest.
The Overlord Spear struck hard on Mr. Xiong’s neck like a steel sword, and the powerful impact shook the surrounding air.
Xiong Jun’s tough fur was instantly broken by the attack of the Overlord Gun, and blood spurted out, like a red fountain, dyeing the surrounding ground red.
The shocking red color seems to be the mark of war, telling the cruelty of this fierce battle.
The Overlord Spear was swung even more crazily, and the heavy shadow of the gun fell on Mr. Xiong like a violent storm.
Every swing carries powerful power, as if it is going to completely defeat Mr. Xiong.
"Ah..." Mr. Xiong looked up to the sky and roared, his voice miserable and sad.
The roar seemed to be unwillingness to fate and anger at this sudden attack.
Its huge body trembled in pain, and the shocking sound echoed in the forest for a long time.
It roared from its throat, the sound full of anger and pain.
With his physical defense power, he was invincible in the Star Forest. However, at this moment, he was beaten to pieces by Tang Lan's Overlord Spear.
The wound was shocking and the blood was constantly flowing, as if telling the story of its current predicament.
Although it was only a small injury, it made Mr. Xiong feel an unprecedented sense of shame and humiliation.
The wound may indeed be just a small injury to its huge body, but in its heart, it is a heavy blow to its kingly dignity.
As a powerful soul beast with more than 400,000 years of history and one of the kings of the Star Dou Forest, how has it ever suffered such humiliation?
This small wound seems to be an eye-catching mark, always reminding that it was injured by a small human being (End of Chapter)