
Wind Owl Beast, Ling Chuxi saw it clearly through the hazy moonlight. It looks like a huge lion with two sharp horns. His limbs were strong and strong, as if there was a breeze under his feet. It was staring at Ling Chuxi with its sharp eyes at the moment.
Xiaobai had been lying on his back with his claws on Ling Chuxi's neck, and now he was jumping down and standing on the side.
Ling Chuxi took out a sword of falling dust, thinking of the precaution in his heart. The strength of the two dark guards was at least eight levels of battle. But it was still not the opponent of the wind owl. How'd he win? Extinguish poison? It's okay to kill wind owls. However, the problem was that there was no powerful poison. The wind owl was a monster, and ordinary poison had no effect at all. The poison in the bag of the five princesses, no matter how integrated, was unable to kill fifth level monsters.
When Feng Xiaoxi thought of Ling Chuxi, she seemed to be estimating her strength. Now, it was certain that his opponent was not his opponent. So, with a whimper, he rushed over.
A quick action!
Ling Chuxi was shocked in his heart and jumped up quickly, dodging the attacks of the wind owl beast. It was worthy of wind and ferocious beasts! Ling Chuxi condensed his mind slightly, condensing fighting spirit at the tip of the sword, and white light gushed out.
the weakness! The wind owl must also have its own weaknesses, so where is he?
A gust of wind blew past Ling Chuxi's heart, holding her sword to block it!
A loud clang came from the night sky, the claws of the wind owl collided with the falling dust sword, and a small spark came out!
“Brupt!” Ling Chuxi mobilized Lei Xiao's fighting spirit all over his body. At this moment, there seemed to be a weak electric light in the air, making a slightly crackling sound. Ling Chuxi's sword aimed at the wind owl's nose. The nose looks very soft and should hurt the wind owl. The wind owl roared, and apparently it also saw that the human spirit in front of it looked rather unusual.
Ling Chuxi's assessment was not wrong. This sword, filled with tyrannical power, fell down, after the wind owl was hit, it made a painful howl. Suddenly stretched out his claws and waved loudly at Ling Chuxi's shoulder. Ling Chuxi frowned slightly and flashed quickly, but she was still slightly scratched.
Ling Chuxi retreated, squeezed the falling dust sword in her hand, and faced the wind owl beast. Right now, the wind owl is almost crazy. Actually being hurt by such a human was a kind of provocation towards him.
Ling Chuxi's shoulders let out a trail of blood, slowly dyeing her clothes. He did not dare recklessly, clenching the sword in his hand, ready to attack the wind owl again.
The wind owl roared furiously, a cloud of flesh and blood on his nose, but still spraying hot air, when he was ready to rush to Ling Chuxi again, a mutation suddenly appeared!
A figure suddenly fell from the sky so suddenly that it fell gracefully in front of the wind owl and blocked it in front of Ling Chuxi. Ling Chuxi was stunned, the back of the person in front of him was straight, his demonic silver hair and heels, he could not say endless style. Since his back was facing him, he could not see his face clearly.
Who is this guy?