"Haha, he is indeed a little devil." Vesemir couldn't help being amused. Geralt also smiled at what Xie Yuan said about the reckless little girl.
But just when Xie Yuan was about to continue talking, his ears suddenly moved and he looked up into the air. Geralt and Vizemir also saw Xie Yuan's movements before they also looked into the air.
At first they couldn't see anything, but the next moment, a slight but extremely shrill cry that spread far and wide suddenly reached their ears, making the two of them stare blankly.
"Coming!" the three of them said in unison.
The next moment, a huge shadow passed directly over their heads from the sky and swooped down towards the sheep clay sculpture! "Let us welcome it." Geralt stood up and was about to reveal the long sword behind his back.
But Vesemir suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait..." He took out a small hand crossbow from behind and handed it to Geralt, "Take this with you."
Geralt took the hand crossbow and looked at the structure of the hand crossbow against the dusk sunset. He still put it behind his back, but looked at Vesemir with a teasing expression: "Crossbow?"
"I won it while playing cards and gambling with others while you were away." Vesemir responded nonchalantly, "Maybe it can come in handy." Geralt spread his hands and continued to tease the old witcher: "Hunter Demons start using crossbows? Are we breaking tradition?"
Vesemir's face suddenly looked impatient: "Don't be poor, we still have to hunt the gryphon!"
The griffon is very ferocious, but there are many factors involved. The killing of its mate and many days of brutal blood-eating gave it a very familiar hunting instinct.
From here, Xie Yuan also saw the restrictions that ordinary demon hunters had on this kind of monster.
At the beginning, the gryphon was an invincible character for Geralt. The gryphon's huge wingspan slapped it to one side, and most people would be beaten to pieces without being able to dodge.
Even Geralt didn't dare to take a hard hit. He could only rely on his years of combat experience and extraordinary sharp reflexes to avoid frontal attacks and attack the opponent's gaps.
Xie Yuan found that this method seemed to be a bit like scraping - not that there was no harm, but that the method was too limited to a cold weapon.
However, this does not mean that Geralt only uses swordsmanship. When the griffin jumps up for the first time and swoops down from the air, Geralt will suddenly send out a fan-shaped air ball.
"Wind!" A huge wind mass spurted out all of a sudden. Not only did it make a huge noise, but it also suddenly changed the air flow near the griffin, making him unable to bear it and he fell headlong.
And the impact of such an air mass on this flying beast was not low - the sudden fall even made him fall unconscious, and this also made Geralt speed up and start outputting with his sword.
But it was a bit like dancing on a high-altitude tightrope, because the next moment, "Hey!" The gryphon that had just fallen down and used its wings to hold itself up suddenly waved its huge and powerful steel wings. The speed of this wave even made the surrounding people The air has moved.
"Brush!" But as expected of a demon hunter with sharp reflexes, Geralt rolled in time just before he was struck, avoiding the most direct impact.
But Xie Yuan could also see that the strong wind still hurt the witcher who was fighting, because in an instant, Geralt's reaction was slightly slower... It would not completely affect the battle, but This also shows that he must compete with the gryphon to see who falls first.
But Vesemir suddenly pulled out his long sword and said to Xie Yuan: "Let's go together. If the griffon escapes, it will really become a joke."
Xie Yuan's hands were indeed itchy, but he still had some concerns: "It's okay for me to help, but I'm afraid it will ruin his elegance...such as battle honor or something."
"Haha, we demon hunters don't talk about this." After saying that, Vesemir still picked up the long sword, made a prepared response and carefully stepped forward to join the battle... But for the time being, it was mainly about raiding the formation. , supplemented by attracting the attention of the gryphon.
Seeing this, Xie Yuan let go and simply picked up the larger, dry clods of soil on the ground, and then walked in circles around the battlefield where they were fighting.
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Later, when he saw the gryphon suddenly flapping its wings, he threw it casually - "Chirp!" "Bang!"
A clod of soil suddenly hit the base of the griffin's wings at an alarming speed. The clod was very loose, so it shattered upon impact, but the force of the impact was so strong that the griffin beast said "Uh-huh!" Screams.
The sudden soreness caused the entire griffin's movements to suddenly stagnate - but in the lightning flash of the battle, the pause was very fatal. With just such a lag, the griffin suffered three or four sword blows.
The pain made it go crazy, so it immediately flapped its other wing and swung at Geralt, the main attacker.
But, "Chirp!" "Bang!" Another clod of soil flew over abruptly and cleverly and hit the root of the wing. The clod shattered upon impact - but it also gave the gryphon a moment. The soreness made it have to stop for a moment.
As a result, the griffon was struck by three or four more swords that gradually killed it. The sudden entry of two clods of soil immediately made the griffin's situation extremely dangerous.
It even had to wait until the soreness passed and then fly away immediately. It had begun to be afraid and cherished its life.
But as soon as the griffon was about to flap its wings and fly away, Geralt would suddenly release a mass of air the moment it took off, completely disrupting the air flow and causing it to fall to the ground immediately and undergo life-threatening scraping.
Soon the situation gradually developed in Geralt's favor. At least Geralt's physical strength and fighting will have not dropped much. On the contrary, the gryphon's attack speed has dropped, and its strength has also dropped a lot. Each time its wings swing, The interval lengthened slightly.
If there are no other changes, the gryphon will really have no choice but to suffer in the northwest this time.
But as the person involved, Griffin was probably extremely anxious. As a large monster, he still had some intelligence and a strong will to survive.
The next moment, it suddenly blocked Geralt's slashing attack forcefully, and was hit hard by a slash on the lower abdomen. It kicked Geralt with its hind legs to keep him away from him, and then immediately got ready to fly high with its wings.
Obviously, this method of trading injuries for lives successfully allowed it to find a slight opening and fly into the sky. Even Geralt had no time to arrange to use the seal.
The flying griffon's abacus was very good...but it was a pity that it underestimated Xie Yuan's laziness - he would not chase the griffin into unknown corners without looking for trouble.
Then under the sun, a black light suddenly waved from Xie Yuan's hand - like a meteor, it shot straight into the joints of the gryphon's wings.
"Pfft!" "Uh-huh!!!"
A fierce wail resounded through the sky, and finally the gryphon, which could no longer keep its balance, fell straight to the ground with a somersault. "Bang!!!" There was a loud noise that made Geralt couldn't help but look up and tremble.
However, if it falls from such a height, the gryphon may be in danger.
Sure enough, when Geralt, Vesemir and Xie Yuan trotted to catch up, the gryphon could only lie on its side. The unusually protruding back, the wings hanging feebly aside, struggling weakly, the limbs were unable to move, and there was only endless whining in the mouth.
After all, it was a straight fall from a height of tens of meters - if it had been a weaker animal such as a cow or a horse, it would have died on the spoti}
However, the gryphon only suffered a broken spine and severe brain concussion... Of course, this state is not very good either.
However, Geralt still raised his sword, facing the painful and crazy gaze of the gryphon, and stabbed it hard into the neck - not only to relieve the pain, but also to prevent long nights and dreams: this thing has natural The magic power you bring can automatically restore physical damage.
"puff!"
"Hey!" The monster yelled softly, and the luster in its eyes finally dissipated. "It's already dead."
"Not bad, not bad." Vezemir came to Geralt's side, stretched out his hand and said, "But there are some areas that need improvement. "What about?" Although Geralt was a little unconvinced, he listened patiently to the opinions.
"It actually cuts straight from bottom to top. This trick is so easy to see through." Wezemir commented briefly, and then motioned Geralt to do what he had to do, "First bring the gryphon's head to the man in black. ,I
Go saddle your horse. "
So Geralt immediately took out his knife and skillfully cut off the gryphon's head, but then briefly cleaned up the usable parts of the gryphon.
Then he pulled out a flying knife from the wing root of the griffon that was deeply embedded in the body and caused it to lose balance and fall from a high place - a flying knife about 25 centimeters long, with a surface that seemed to have been blackened.
After this thing was thrown out, it sank deeply into the griffin's body, leaving only a small handle hanging outside the body...from bottom to top!
Geralt, who was secretly shocked by the majestic power, did not pause. Instead, he pulled out the flying knife and handed it to Xie Yuan, who was watching his dissection of the gryphon: "Thank you for your timely action, otherwise I don’t know how long I have to run until this beast is exhausted and falls to the ground.”
"I don't like to spend so much effort running," Xie Yuan took the flying knife and put it directly into his sleeve, "Anyway, the gryphon killed so many people, it's time to die, so why not save some of our energy. .....I just gave him a hand."
"It makes sense." Geralt had no objection to this.
"You go ahead and be busy." Vesemir said goodbye first, "We will meet at the hotel.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye to Captain Guan Li?" Looking at Xie Yuan who was planning to meet Vezemir, Geralt felt a little different.
"I have never been his subordinate, so I don't have to ask for his permission to go or stay." Xie Yuan waved his hand, "Besides, Captain Guan Li and I are also a little tired of each other - you shouldn't see him today. The friendly side.”
So Geralt could only shake his head and continue his cutting work.
Back at the hotel, Vesemir and Xie Yuan ignored the local gangsters with dense tattoos and sinister expressions, and found a table on the edge to drink alone.
"So..." Vesemir spoke first, "continue the story?" "Okay." Xie Yuan didn't care.
