Chapter 450 Hahahaha

Gordon was unable to open his eyes due to the strong wind.

Based on the Red-Pocket Blue Bear Beast's combat experience, Gordon did not think that it could not even grasp the attack distance. Since this power-charged palm strike that could create wind pressure failed, it must be preparing for a more powerful attack later.

Sure enough, a sharp sense of crisis came from in front of him.

Gordon did not have time to open his eyes to confirm, and immediately used all his strength to dodge.

"Boom!"

After swinging the power-charged palm strike, the Red-Pocket Blue Bear Beast immediately inserted its claws into the ground, and then suddenly lifted them up.

As if a bomb had been detonated underground, countless pebbles on the riverbank were lifted up and fell on the hunter like a heavy rain.

Gordon, who fell to the ground, avoided this critical blow. If he had jumped and dodged a little later, it would not be the pebbles that were blown away, but himself.

Looking at the big pit on the ground opened by the Red-Pocket Blue Bear Beast, Gordon inexplicably had a strange idea in his mind - if he had been hit by the attack just now, this size of pit would be just right for burying himself

After discovering that his attack did not hit, the Red-Pocket Blue Bear Beast immediately made a new move.

This is its fighting habit, a brutal and crazy continuous attack, and it has never been defeated by anyone of the same level and size.

It landed on all fours, lowered its body, and its muscles bulged, accumulating strength.

Gordon recognized this move and started running at full speed.

After a short preparation, the Red-Pocket Blue Bear Beast leaped into the air again and pounced on Gordon.

If hit head-on by such an attack, he would undoubtedly be smashed into a meat paste, even with protective gear.

Even if he was not hit, as long as the distance was not too far, the aftermath of the attack would make his center of gravity unstable, and then, naturally, there would be other attacks waiting for him, just like before.

In order to avoid falling into such a passive dilemma, Gordon always paid attention to the movements of the Red-Pocket Blue Bear Beast from the moment he started running.

At the moment when the latter took off, he immediately turned back and changed the direction of running.

If the Red-Pocket Blue Bear Beast could predict the landing point in advance according to his running direction and speed, he would not be too surprised. After all, if the combat experience is rich enough, this kind of prediction can be cultivated into an instinct.

But it is unlikely that it will change the direction of falling drastically in mid-air.

No matter how evolved it is, it is still a bear, not a bird or a flying dragon - it has no wings.

This timely change of direction won him the initiative, and the fat and heavy body of the Red-Pocket Blue Bear Beast fell on the open space eight or nine meters away from him.

He could feel the vibration of the ground under his feet, but at this distance, the aftermath would not interfere with his actions.

More importantly, he noticed that the Red-Pocket Blue Bear Beast was a little slow to get up, its breathing became heavy, and sticky saliva kept falling from the corners of its mouth.

This guy is tired.

Gordon was not surprised by this, but felt a sense of "Are you finally tired?"

The Blue Bear Beast was not a monster known for its physical strength. The Red Pocket Blue Bear Beast in front of him had been using various powerful moves continuously at a very high frequency since the beginning of the battle.

Even a seemingly ordinary claw was extremely powerful.

If its physical strength was really endless, he should consider finding an opportunity to temporarily retreat and adjust his state.

Even an apprentice hunter knew that when a monster was tired, it was the best window for attack. Not only Gordon, but also Pork Chop, who was always wandering nearby and looking for an opportunity, rushed over.

It threw a small barrel bomb at the Red Pocket Blue Bear Beast first. At this time, Gordon had not yet come to the monster, so there was no need to worry about accidental injury.

The explosion and smoke obscured the Red Pocket Blue Bear Beast's vision. Gordon stopped when he was still four or five meters away from the former, carrying his sword and entering a charging posture.

When the smoke dispersed slightly, Gordon had interrupted the charging slash with his shoulder, and while rubbing forward a short distance, he entered a strong charging posture.

The red-capped blue bear beast on all fours turned around a little slowly, and Gordon finished charging the strong charge slash before it pounced.

"Pork chop, get ready!"

Gordon reminded him in a low voice, and then immediately took a big step forward, and slashed down with the big sword [Wang Hu], just landing on the shoulder of the red-capped blue bear beast that was approaching.

Blood splashed, and the red-capped blue bear beast paused in the ear-shattering howl of pain. Unfortunately, due to the protection of the thick shell and muscles on its shoulders, this sword did not seriously injure it.

The red-capped blue bear beast shook its body and continued to pounce forward.

It was obviously too late to prepare for the real charge slash at this time. Gordon decisively changed his sword style, and before the power accumulated in his body dissipated, he turned forward and swung the big sword horizontally.

Strong sweep slash!

The Red-Pocket Blue Bear once again demonstrated its extraordinary reaction speed and combat experience. It pushed the ground with its front paws and stood up again, avoiding the powerful sweeping slash with extremely fast connection speed.

But Gordon was not frustrated by this, but was a little surprised.

This powerful sweeping slash aimed at the front limbs of the Red-Pocket Blue Bear, with the purpose of destroying its balance.

Although it dodged, the stability of standing on its hind limbs alone is far less than when it is on all fours.

He immediately rolled back two positions and carried the sword into a charging posture.

This position seems inexplicable, but he believes that with the tacit understanding between them, Pig Chop will respond to his expectations.

"Rocket Bomb Technique, meow!"

The rocket bomb in the pig's claws hit the back of the Red Pocket Blue Bear Beast's head at a very close distance, causing it to stagger forward.

The shock wave of the explosion that followed further destroyed its balance and forced it to lie on the ground.

While Gordon switched the charging action through the Iron Mountain Leaning, he also adjusted his position, and finally completed his preparations before the Red Pocket Blue Bear Beast climbed up.

Really charged slash!

The big sword [King Tiger] whizzed down, and Gordon still aimed at the head of the prey.

There was a huge wound on the top of the Red Pocket Blue Bear Beast's head. Under the tearing of the serrated blade, a large piece of carapace, along with the Red Pocket Blue Bear Beast's scalp and the red helmet-like hair, was cut off together.

The huge power carried by the sword body even knocked the Red Pocket Blue Bear Beast, which was halfway up, back to the ground.

Gordon couldn't help but grin when he saw this. Under the influence of the desire to attack, the scene of blood splattering made him very excited.

He did not reject the desire. Under its influence, his strength and even mental concentration were raised to a higher level.

Gordon picked up the sword again and entered the charging posture again. He charged, slashed, and slashed.

Blood splattered all over his armor and even passed through the holes in the mask and fell on his face. Gordon licked his lips and couldn't help laughing wildly.

Pork Chop, who was attacking, turned his head suddenly.

It felt that Gordon was not normal, "Gordon, wake up meow! Don't lose control meow!"

At the same time, the red-capped blue bear beast, which was pressed and chopped several times, was completely furious.

Hot air mixed with blood mist sprayed out of its mouth and nose. It seemed that it could not feel any pain. It suddenly raised its body, opened its scarlet claws wide, and swept around. The surging gale rolled up the maple leaves that fell on the riverside.

"Be careful, meow!"

Zhucho ducked and dodged the Red-Pocketed Blue Bear's counterattack. He was worried whether Gordon, who was obviously "abnormal", could react in time.

In this situation, greedy swordsmanship can be fatal.

However, what he didn't expect was that Gordon's speed of retreating was faster than his.

Gordon retreated to a safe distance and swung his sword to cut through the strong wind in front of him, laughing and saying, "Don't worry, I'm very sober."