Even if the soil of the Heavenly Court is white, it is difficult to avoid the dirt from the people themselves turning into this flurry of smoke and dust, covering everything in the field and blurring everyone's vision.

In this gray and white smoke, the monster's huge body turned into a distorted, black shadow, without the dripping blood, it looked a little grotesque.

In front of the twisted figure, there stood a line that looked much more slender than it was, wrapped in light and shadow.

This line is so delicate and slender compared to the shadow produced by the monster, but when they saw this figure, the onlookers put their hanging hearts back in place.

There is no doubt that this figure belongs to the young man with the Xiong clan.

Due to the interference of smoke and dust, people didn't know how he narrowly escaped in that situation just now, but through the smoke and air currents stirred by the monster's upper limbs, everyone noticed that the young man of the Xiong clan didn't seem to have suffered any damage except for his expression a little embarrassed.

The roaring monster was also aware of the "little man" not far from its body as the smoke and dust flowed with its waving arms.

I saw that it once again let out a roar with a subtle tone from before, and the palm that was originally waving had already turned around and launched an attack on the young man of the Hung Clan.

Like a basin, the size of the slap rushed straight to the head of the young man of the bear clan with the bloody mud stained with the smell of dust.

This tortoise-like five-fingered patchwork palm is more like a huge hammer in the eyes of ordinary people, and the young man of the Youxiong clan at this time is the iron nail under the hammer, and he may be hammered into the ground by his blow at any time.

However, in the face of such a heavy blow, the young man of the Xiong clan stood in place without dodging or dodging, without the slightest intention of avoiding its edge.

Seeing that the monster's palm was already approaching the young man of the Xiong clan, and even when the huge wind pressure had expelled the surrounding smoke and dust into a gap, so that people outside could clearly see some parts of the opposing sides, the young man of the Xiong clan began to fight back.

There were no bells and whistles, just a roar and a swift and powerful arm-raising response.

In the next second, the monster's huge palm was so convenient that the arms of the young man of the Xiong clan collided together.

This impact had a completely different result than before, and the young man of the Xiong clan was not easily forced back by the monster or broke his tendons.

With a dull crash, the arm of the young man of the Xiong clan pressed against the palm of the monster.

Seeing this scene, Li Lingqi exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth slightly, and the nervous mood that had been in the battle between the two sides was also slightly relieved.

In his opinion, it was very important for the young man of the Xiong clan to be able to resist the monster's attack head-on.

After all, whether it is Ji Ting or the current Youxiong youth, they all give people the impression of being honest and courageous to defeat the enemy, if the advantage of the youth is not as good as the monster, then there is no need to fight.

And the next battle also confirmed Li Lingqi's thoughts, and the monster and the youth entered a confrontation back and forth.

Sensing that the axe blade was ineffective against monsters with an unusually smooth membrane even on their tongues, the young man of the Arikuma clan also gave up the side of the axe blade that used the weapon, and instead used the hammer at the other end to launch a dense and violent swing against the monster.

I saw that after all, he was a member of the Youxiong clan whose strength was comparable to Tu Luan, and the power of the ace elite could be fully unleashed, and it was not inferior to the monster that looked like a hill after two series of collapse and reorganization.

With the lessons learned before, the young people of the Xiong clan did not carry out any more surprise attacks.

It's just that he relied on his superb skills to fight against the monster again and again, and for a time there was a great sense of suppressing the monster and occupying the initiative to attack.

The hammer struck the monster's body as if it were on a thick and solid copper wall.

The dense and muffled sound of hammering "dong dong dong" was connected into pieces, and soon the layer of blood outside the skin of the monster's body that had already coagulated most of it was shattered into continuous lumps, and they slipped off the monster's constantly retreating body that was being struck.

As the blood stains wrapped in the fragments of armor fell off, the monster's body was also exposed to everyone's eyes.

I saw that its whole body was wrapped in a thick epidermis similar to the skin of its tongue.

These skins are very smooth and tough, and each hammer blow of the young man's weapon on them can only produce a slight dent before it bounces neatly.

It's just that, after all, the effect of force is mutual, and the hammer head of the young man of the Xiong clan really hits the monster every time.

As time passed, when the young man of the Xiong clan didn't know how many hammers he smashed in just a few minutes, the skin under the monster's skin began to engorge and swell in a large area.

At this time, the monster appeared to be more strong and deformed on its side, and its mouth continued to let out inexplicable roars, but there was no way to break free from the shackles of the hammer shadow of the young man who was already dancing vigorously.

No matter which direction the monster attacked, it was the young man who greeted the sky with a strong swing without hesitation.

And when the monster's body is slightly shaken and blocked by it, there will be one hammer after another attack to keep up with the adjustment of the body of the young man of the bear clan.

Obviously, it was not enough to be able to do this with the strength of the Xiong Clan youth himself, which was comparable to the strength of the ace elite, and the armor on his body made him completely enter the realm of ace warriors.

However, qualitative change is qualitative change, no matter what the reason for the qualitative change, the monster at this time has become a turtle in an urn, showing a state that can only be restrained and killed.

In the blink of an eye, a few minutes passed, and just as Li Lingqi's comfortable tsundere swallowed Ling Qianhan's casual little meat ball, enjoying the other party's stunned gaze, he looked at the battle situation below without a glance and waited for the time for the young man of the Xiong clan to win, but the young man of the Xiong clan, who had been taking the initiative and seeing that the monsters were beaten into small meat dumplings before being put into the pot, suddenly retreated, cautiously holding his weapon across his chest and looking at the monster who was still trapped in place.

I saw that most of the skin of the monster's body at this time that could be attacked by the young man of the Xiong clan had turned a very strange translucent red, as if it had been propped up by a large amount of blood under the epidermis.

The young man of the Xiong clan retreated suddenly, but the monster was completely unaware that the young man of the Xiong clan had already dodged away from the place, and he still made a random attempt to break through and then subconsciously retreated.

After a long while, the monster that was already somewhat stereotyped suddenly reacted to the fact that there was a Xiong youth, and he had stopped hammering it and restricting its movements, and took two steps very stupidly.

Seeing the other party's appearance, the young man of the Xiong clan frowned slightly, and he suspected that he was a snake shadow and was disturbed by himself.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong, and the ravaged monster did not flee in a panic after escaping.

On the contrary, the other party launched a desperate attack on him after letting out a howl that seemed to represent the meaning of "excitement"!

It was also at this time that Ling Qianhan, who had not paid much attention to the battle situation, looked at the monster's skin that was supported by blood stasis and trembled like a water balloon with its movements, and exclaimed:

"How is this possible?!"

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