Chapter 322 (2/2)

All of a sudden, five or six of them flew out and fell on the ground like gold paper, as if they were dead.

There are two more pitiful, by the white necked clawed bear sat down, directly into a meat pie.

And rushed to the rescue of the warrior, there are two people were that white necked clawed bear patted out, no breath.

All they could do was to cut a shallow wound on the beast's chest, and the wound didn't even bleed.

At this moment, there are only three people left, including the former dead warrior, the living warrior plus friars, and Mao Xing himself.

The rest of the mortals, crying, fled in all directions.

Some people were in a hurry and bumped into the arms of the white necked and clawed bear. Before they could react, they were licked by the tongue of the beast.

On the tongue of the white necked clawed bear, there are barbs harder than steel.

Licked by it, a big piece of flesh was gone in an instant. He fell to the ground and rolled.

Such a tragic scene kept appearing, which made Mao Xing's chest cold.

If there is no nearby friars to rescue, all of them here will become the food of this group of white necked and clawed bears.

Seeing the white necked and clawed bears roaring at the moment and continuing to attack the crowd, Mao Xing gritted his teeth: ”anyway, it's death. I want to kill more of them

This idea just came out of his heart. Suddenly, a bright light appeared in his eyes from far away. It made his eyes ache and he closed them quickly.

”Is it a rush for help?”

After reading this, Mao Xing opened his eyes in a hurry.

At this moment, he saw a huge axe as big as a wheel, rising from the ground and chopping it down.

Shua, the air on both sides of the blade was torn apart.

A bear with white neck and sharp claws is like a stake, which is divided into two parts from the middle.

A moment later, a column of blood rose from the sky, and the body of the white necked and clawed bear fell to the ground, hot blood, intestines, viscera, brain and so on all gushed out.

There was a strong smell of blood all around.

Looking at this scene, Mao Xing's eyes widened, his pupils contracted, and his heart almost stopped beating.

At this time, he saw that the axe was waved again.

Holding the axe, it turned out to be a slender girl!

The girl, at most, was sixteen or seventeen years old. She had no expression on her face. Her face was a little pale. The axe was in her hand. It was like a sharp weapon that broke the city. It was invincible and unstoppable!

As the axe sweeps, the girl's long hair flies in the wind.

In an instant, another white necked and clawed bear was cut into two pieces.

The huge axe easily cuts its body, as if cutting a piece of tofu.