After explaining this sentence, the panda drew out his double swords and charged towards Simonli.

Golden rays of light emerged from his body, but they did not spread out as usual, but covered his body like a stream of water, turning into a layer of golden armor.

Behind him, golden wings of light slowly unfolded, and pieces of feathers fluttered in the wind, landing on the ground.

Where every feather fell, a circle of golden rays of light would appear, and these rays of light joined together, turning into a golden avenue of light that started from where he started and continued towards the Demon King.

At the forefront of the Golden Avenue, his pace of charging is getting faster and faster.

Seeing this scene, the menacing Demon King Simonli stopped instead.

Although he is angry, he has not lost his mind yet, and he understands that he needs to adjust a little, otherwise, he may suffer a loss if he charges directly.

It took him about half a second to adjust the posture of himself and his mount, and then put his legs on the horse's belly and issued an order to charge the huge black warhorse he was riding.

The black warhorse with many black thorns and teeth more ferocious than tigers and wolves in its mouth neighed with excitement, its front hooves slashed the ground twice, and then suddenly accelerated, and the horse and rider seemed to turn into a black meteor. He rushed towards the panda who was rushing past.

In terms of speed, the Demon King's charge is faster than that of the panda!

This result did not exceed Panda's expectations. He looked at the huge black shadow that was rushing closer and closer, and swung the sword in his left hand violently.

The golden light turned into a crescent-like arc, slashing head-on towards the black shadow rushing over.

Not long ago, he used such a blow to sweep away a large group of high-level demons who were born in the rough.

But now, this blow has no effect. The golden arc rushed in front of the Demon King, and the Demon King swung up his shield, and all of a sudden it collapsed in all directions.

It wasn't even able to soften the momentum of the black warhorse's charge even a little bit.

But before the Demon King put the shield down again, another golden arc of light blasted over, and it was the right sword of the panda.

This sword was sent just right, and the Demon King finished his move with all his strength, and was closing his move, turning his shield to one side to clear his field of vision. At this moment, he didn't exert any force at all, but this Panda's sword was stronger than the previous one.

With a loud bang, the Demon King's body shook violently, the right hand holding the shield suddenly loosened, and a huge shield taller than two or three people flew out.

Not only that, because the balance of power was disrupted by this blow, his charging posture on horseback also became crooked, and even the charging momentum of the black warhorse was affected.

Originally, this person was one and the same, as if they were invincible, and nothing could stop their charge. Now, people and horses have interfered with each other, not only can't complement each other, but are interfering with each other, destroying the entire charge.

The panda who performed the skill with one strike laughed and jumped up. The golden light wings flapped, and he flew high, flew into the air, and charged towards the Demon King from a top-down angle.

In the face of such an attack, the Demon King should have pulled the reins and rushed into the air to launch a counterattack, but he was disrupted by the charge just now, and he was still readjusting the rhythm at the moment, but it was too late to react.

When he finally adjusted the rhythm and pulled the reins to fight back, the panda had already turned into a golden meteor, rushing right in front of him.

So he could only swing his spear, with flames and strong winds, and smashed towards the golden meteor that was close at hand.

With a loud bang, the desolate ground of the gray wilderness exploded, and countless rubble accompanied by black flames and golden rays of light blasted in all directions in the gust of wind.

A huge smoke rose into the air, covering the surrounding area, and was blown away by the gust of wind that followed in a blink of an eye.

When the smoke cleared, people saw a large hole on the ground large enough to accommodate dozens of people moving in it.

In the center of the big pit, the black warhorse the Demon King was riding had already knelt on the ground with its front legs.

Black blood continued to overflow from this hideous-looking huge warhorse, flowed to the ground, and turned into burning black fire.

Obviously, just from the blow just now, this terrifying beast that can hunt and kill ordinary high-level demons as food has been seriously injured.

But no one paid attention to it at the moment, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the pair of figures fighting on the edge of the big pit.

It was two very different figures, one huge and the other tiny. In terms of stature, the small one may be as big as the giant's fist.

However, they fought head-to-head without giving way. The golden light and the black flames collided constantly. Every collision was accompanied by a violent roar, which caused gusts of wind.

The roar was deafening even a few hundred steps away.

The strong wind blew the rocks on the ground, and several demons who wanted to approach were hit by these rubble. One of them didn't give up and wanted to hold on and get closer, only to try to climb a few steps forward on the ground, and was hit on the forehead by a thumb-sized gravel.

So its movements stopped immediately, lying there motionless, only the ground was slowly soaked with blood, silently telling its self-control.

In the center of the gust of wind and roar, Panda and Simonli stood firmly on the ground as if rooted under their feet, not giving an inch.

They swung their weapons with both hands and continued to launch violent attacks at each other.

The golden double swords and the black spears kept colliding in the air.

Naturally, such a battle cannot be unscathed. In just a second or two, Panda found several flaws in Simonli's tricks, grabbed one of them, and used his left-handed sword to attack the demon's There was a slender scar on his chest.

And he himself, after about five or six seconds, was slightly scratched by the tip of the spear. From the left chest to the right abdomen, the golden armor was torn, and a tragic scar emerged.

Judging from the wound, the battle between the two sides is obviously unequal.

The Demon King Ximengli has a huge body, while the panda's body is relatively small. If the same attack works, the Demon King will only suffer some minor injuries that are not necessary, but the panda suffers a very serious injury.

But the panda doesn't mean to get bigger - although he does have a way to become a giant.

He felt that such a battle was actually beneficial to him.

He didn't have the time to analyze the specific method, and he didn't have the energy to think carefully, but his intuition told him that he could fight like this!