In this thrilling shock wave, Jingniu's huge figure was as steady as a rock under the power of the explosion, and his eyes shone with perseverance and determination, as if everything was under his control.
However, compared to the stability of Jingniu, Tiger Head Bat is not so lucky.
Driven by the power of the Jingniu, the tiger-headed bat streaked across the sky like a meteor, its trajectory so sharp that it seemed to split the air.
A sharp howl sounded in the air, like the roar of the earth shattering, shaking in all directions.
In mid-air, the tiger-headed bat spread its wings and let out a shrill scream.
Despite its efforts to maintain balance, it failed to avoid plummeting.
Despite this, the tiger-headed bat still tried his best to stabilize his body.
The blood flowing from the corner of its mouth dripped silently, and each drop fell on its black-as-iron feathers, which looked particularly eye-catching.
"Hmph, you do have some skills." A cold look flashed in the tiger-headed bat's eyes. It licked the corner of its mouth and said with a smile, "But this is more interesting. Let me see how powerful you are."
Before he finished speaking, the tiger-headed bat suddenly launched an attack, its eyes flashing with bloodthirsty fervor. Holding the mace tightly, it launched a swift charge towards Jingniu with indomitable momentum.
However, Jingniu did not show any fear. He danced the wind-chasing magic stick in his hand, instantly arousing a surging shadow of the stick, confronting the attack of the tiger-headed bat head-on.
Jingniu issued a powerful command: "Death!"
The sound exploded like thunder, and the wind-chasing magic stick instantly released its majestic power, directly knocking the tiger-headed bat away.
A trace of surprise flashed in the tiger-headed bat's eyes, and then turned into furious flames.
"Boy, how dare you hurt me! I will make you unable to live or die!" The tiger-headed bat roared hoarsely, exuding fierce killing intent. It held the tip of the mace tightly, and a thick black mist rose from its palm. In an instant, it condensed into a huge black claw, and it quickly grabbed the fine cow.
Jingniu was fearless and stared at the tiger-headed bat coldly, "Is this all your strength? In front of me, you are like a pathetic clown trying his best to perform, but now, I will show my true power and end this A farce.”
Then, Jingniu swung the wind-chasing magic stick tightly in his hand, and the shadow of the stick instantly turned into a strong wind, whizzing away quickly and shattering the black claws.
"With your strength, you are not worthy of being compared with me!" Jingniu glanced at the tiger-headed bat sarcastically, with obvious contempt on his face, "If you don't have any other means of surprising victory, then you can prepare to die now. !”
As soon as Jingniu finished speaking, he held the wind-chasing magic stick tightly, and instantly pounced forward like a tiger descending a mountain, and smashed the wind-chasing magic stick against the tiger-headed bat.
"Ouch——"
The eyes of the tiger-headed bat are as cold as ice, and the biting cold seems to be able to see through all the secrets of the fine cow. The low roar in its throat was like a death notice coming from the abyss.
Then, the body of the tiger-headed bat disappeared from the place in an instant at a speed that ordinary people could not understand, and appeared behind Jingniu.
The surrounding darkness seemed to be attracted by its sharp claws, following it like a shadow, and with a hissing sound that cut through the air, it suddenly pounced towards the back of the Jingniu.
"snort!"
Jingniu reacted quickly, turned around immediately, and blocked the attack of the tiger-headed bat with the wind-chasing magic stick in his hand.
Jingniu shouted loudly, "Chasing the Wind Stick Technique, the wind will sweep away the remaining clouds!"
Suddenly, a violent storm quickly struck from the end of the stick, and the tiger-headed bat was pushed back dozens of meters by the fierce force. The momentum was so fierce that it seemed to shake the surrounding air to make a rustling sound.
The tiger-headed bat's eyes flashed with ferocity and cunning. It took a deep breath, and the black mist around its body emerged from its body like an attracted ghost, and instantly condensed into a huge black bat. It unfolded its pair of huge black wings and launched a swooping attack at the Jingniu with fierce arrogance.
Jingniu showed no fear on his face and waved the wind-chasing magic stick in his hand. A strong wind roared out and violently collided with the black bat.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the entire arena trembled, as if it might collapse at any moment.
The strong wind and black mist collided with each other, forming a huge energy vortex that swallowed up everything around it.
The jinguo and the tiger-headed bat stared at each other in the whirlpool of the storm.
A trace of cunning joy flashed in Jingniu's heart, and he discovered that this tiger-headed bat was not very powerful.
Jingniu stared closely at the tiger-headed bat's wings that had lost their former glory and became translucent, as if just a slight breeze would melt them in the air like snowflakes in spring.
"Death!" Jingniu roared like thunder, holding the wind-chasing stick tightly, like lightning cutting through the darkness, sweeping horizontally.
The long stick swept out an extremely fast arc like a tornado, triggering a strong storm.
This force seemed to swallow everything, and then swung violently at the tiger-headed bat with unstoppable force.
A sweeping stick shadow cut through the air and suddenly hit the left wing of the tiger-headed bat.
The wings were as sharp as a scimitar and the muscular wings were hit hard by the wind-chasing stick, and instantly lost their balance like a kite with broken strings.
Immediately afterwards, there was only a crisp "click" sound, and the left wing of the tiger-headed bat shattered under the heavy blow, and the fragments scattered in the air, like a broken dream.
The tiger-headed bat could not stay in the air and rolled down from mid-air.
However, Jingniu's attack was as violent as a frenzy, and the wind-chasing magic stick in his hand once again hit the tiger-headed bat's right wing.
The same blow, the same severe pain, a "click" sound was heard, and the right wing of the tiger-headed bat was instantly shattered.
The tiger-headed bat that was originally flying in the sky now lost its wings and fell to the ground like a stone.
"Roar!"
The tiger-headed bat roared in pain, its deafening roar echoing in the air.
Its eyes were full of unwillingness and despair, its wings were twitching, but they could no longer support its flight.
In this thrilling scene, the Jingniu galloped like thunder, instantly traveled through space, and appeared in front of the tiger-headed bat.
Jingniu's left hand held the wind-chasing magic stick tightly. The stick danced in the air, like lightning piercing the sky, and an irresistible force emerged spontaneously.
It's like a god descending from the sky, making it impossible for people to look directly at it.
At the same time, Jingniu's right hand changed in an instant and clenched into an iron fist.
This fist is as hard as steel and seems to be able to crush any obstacle.
"Dragon Demon Bone-Splitting Fist!" Jingniu roared wildly, the sound was like a violent storm, shocking people's hearts.
Immediately afterwards, Jingniu punched the tiger-headed bat hard on the head. The force was like a flash flood, unstoppable.
"Boom!"
There was a thunderous explosion, like a tremor in the earth's crust, and the surrounding space buzzed and trembled like waves.
In an instant, the bright light was dazzling, white light flashed, and the shock wave spread like ripples, with the center of the explosion as a dot, extending instantly.
The head of the huge tiger-headed bat cracked open instantly, and demonic blood splattered everywhere. A shrill scream rose up, like a ghost's mockery. The body of the tiger-headed bat quickly shattered into wisps of black blood mist, rolling in the air, emitting a disgusting stench, and then gradually dissipated into nothingness.
In this tense and solemn moment, the fight in the ring suddenly stopped.
There was a unique and solemn atmosphere in the air, which seemed to indicate that a more violent storm was coming.
The remaining three tiger-headed bats, with distorted faces and cold glints in their eyes, stood on the ring like messengers from the underworld, exuding an appalling aura of despair.
A tiger-headed bat several feet tall stood here, attracting everyone's attention.
It roared angrily, its sound surging in the air like thunder, making people's hearts tighten instantly, as if it was about to break through the chest.
Its eyes flashed with furious flames, as if it was about to burn everything in the world to ashes.
It spread its broad wings and flew into the sky, a heaven-destroying aura emanating from its body, as if it was going to tear the entire arena into insignificant pieces.
"The fifth brother also died!" The deep and sad voice of another tiger-headed bat sounded. It looked at the black blood mist in front of Jingniu, with a trace of pain and regret in its eyes.
It was an intense, deep pain that seemed to shake the soul.
It still seemed unable to believe that the fifth brother who had fought side by side with it, who had survived countless crises together, actually left it.
Then it raised its head and looked at Jingniu with cold eyes, anger and hatred burning in its eyes.
Its eyes were as sharp as a blade, as if it could penetrate the body of a fine cow and pin the hateful murderer directly to the spot.
Its heart is filled with anger and desire for revenge, burning like a fire that cannot be suppressed by anything.
