Seeing the half-ton wild boar crashing into itself like a small mountain, Wushuang really felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all starting to hurt......

"Why don't you find a place to hide!"

Wushuang looked at Song Yiqing, who was huddled there trembling, and picked him up and threw him behind a very hidden boulder, and repeatedly told him not to run around and not to make trouble. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the wild boars were only thirty meters away from the boulder where they were hiding!

"Ahh

Wushuang glanced at Song Yiqing, who attracted the attention of the wild boar, and finally took the short sword he carried and rushed out.

Sure enough, as soon as the lively Wushuang appeared, it attracted the attention of the wild boar, and the fist-sized red eyes stared at Wushuang deadly.

This is a demon beast of no low grade, and the wild boar is infinitely powerful and good at colliding, which is a difficult opponent for the seriously injured Wushuang.

The dirt on the ground was kicked into sand by the boar's hind hooves, and the wild boar also saw the opportunity to rush towards Wushuang, and the rapid momentum made Wushuang tremble.

Damn, what about the clumsy boar that said good?

This is about to catch up with the speed of flying, which is also called "clumsy"?

Wushuang secretly clenched the short sword in his hand, and all his mind was condensed on the moving wild boar, his current physical strength was not suitable for procrastination, and he had to fight quickly.

10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters...... Three meters, two meters.

Now is the time!

Wushuang saw the best opportunity, one jumped on the boar's neck and the other turned over, and successfully jumped on the boar's back!

Mushuang's actions succeeded in infuriating it, and it shook its body desperately to shake it off.

Flip, jump, bend, swing.

In the past, Wushuang could never have imagined that such a bulky wild boar would move so quickly, but now she didn't have much time to sigh at the miracle of the creator, and she could only hold on to its mane on the back of the wild boar to prevent herself from falling.

No, it's not a long-term solution.

Sooner or later, you won't be able to hold on to being thrown by it.

The injured place on his waist was warm, and there was a feeling of coldness, Wushuang knew in his heart that he couldn't last long.

Only... Fight it!

Wushuang gritted his teeth, grabbed the hair of the wild boar with his left hand, carefully maintained the balance of his body, and finally held the short knife in his right hand, raising it high.

"Poof......

The sound of the blade piercing the fur sounded so beautiful in Wushuang's ears, but in the blink of an eye, she couldn't laugh.

Although the short knife is sharp, it has to be avoided when encountering a wild boar with rough skin and thick flesh, and the blade can only cut through a layer of its skin......

However, this time it annoyed the wild boar, and the angry demon beast increased its movements, vowing to kill the little fly lying on its body without leaving a piece of armor!

This time, Wushuang saw the wound that had been cut before, and the short knife pierced it fiercely again, not caring about his basically depleted spiritual power, Wushuang attached a thin layer of spiritual power to the blade.

I don't believe I can't kill you!

"Roar-roar--"

The short knives were all buried in the back of the wild boar, and the wild boar screamed in pain, and Wushuang finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

The bones all over my body seemed to fall apart, and it hurt to death when I moved.

Now is not the time to relax, looking at the demon beasts scurrying around in a frenzy, Wushuang successfully found a stout uncle pile to take refuge in the ground.

The wound on the boar's back was bleeding a lot, and there were blood stains on the ground and trees, and Wushuang's hands were also sticky with pig's blood......

After the fight just now, the spiritual power that had just recovered a little bit was depleted again, and the veins stabbed like fire, which felt really bad.

The dagger had been left on the boar's back, and there was no way to get it back, so Musou could only sacrifice the Wood Heart Vine and attach the same dry thorns to the whip that he had obtained in the Dead Wood Forest.

The entire whip turned from green to a dark gray with mist in an instant, such a scene made Song Yiqing not far away dumbfounded, and his eyes were also obscure when he looked at Wushuang.

The wild boar outside became more and more frenzied, and Wushuang jumped onto the stump and whipped the whip on the boar's neck with all her might, and her hands trembled a little the moment the thorns were inserted into the flesh.

This is the first time I have used this kind of poisonous method, and I feel like watching a strong life gradually pass under my hands......

"Whoa—Whoa......"

The boar could not stand in pain, and fell to the ground and rolled, its huge body carrying sand and dirt, mixed with its own blood, and the scene was very bloody and erosive.

This feeling... Wushuang only felt that the blood in her whole body was boiling, and every cell of her was shouting, they wanted more!

More blood, hot blood to fill their hungry souls.

The boar was still rolling on the ground, and as it moved, all the thorns that pierced it went into its flesh, and it was tormented even more painfully.

Wushuang quietly looked at everything in front of Ruo, her eyes stained with blood, and the desire to kill made her soul throb.

"Give it a treat!"

The calm and indifferent voice was like a clear spring in the deep mountains, clean and clear, awakening the mind of Wushuang, and with the sound of heaven, the long sword pierced the belly of the wild boar fiercely.

Blood splattered and stained the full moon in the sky.

The young man holding the sword looked cold, and a little blood was splashed on his eyebrows, which added a bit of charm to his bland facial features, and his expression was like the cold ice in the nine heavens, and the eternal coldness refused to allow people to approach.

Wushuang's chaotic thinking could no longer distinguish between truth and falsehood, and all she saw was blood and sudden killing, but this figure was deeply imprinted in her mind.

The young man looked at Wushuang's confused eyes, a little interesting, a talented and intelligent foundation building monk, the demons in his heart were so serious, looking at a simple and kind girl, he would actually enter the killing, it was really rare!

When Wushuang regained his senses again, he saw the bloody boar corpse and Song Yiqing who was trembling on the side, Wushuang rubbed his aching brain, and was a little suspicious of what had happened before.

I remember... I think this person killed the seriously injured demon beast......

A man with a cold temperament, his swordsmanship is superb......

Look at the soft bun in front of me, squatting next to the carcass of a wild boar shivering, and sobbing twice from time to time... Don't ruin the image of a lifesaver.

"Hey, you're awake, that's great! You finally woke up, scared me to death, seeing how much blood you shed, I thought ...... You are so powerful, you can kill such a big wild boar, our visiting elders deal with such ......"

Seeing that Wushuang woke up, Song Yiqing's soft bun eyes lit up, and she was crying for a while, looking at the tears that seemed to be falling in the red circles, Wushuang only felt that her head was big.

"Is there any water?"

Wushuang, with a hoarse voice, interrupted the man's crying, looking at the wild boar corpse lying there, a little unclear about his condition.

Myself...... Killed a wild boar?

"Oh oh water, water... Look at me, forget it! Here you go, drink some of them, it's all clean. ”

Song Yiqing cautiously handed over a water bag, Wushuang enjoyed the long-lost sweetness flowing into his throat, only feeling comfortable all over, and even the injuries on his body felt less painful.

"The boar is dead? Can I kill? ”

"Yes, of course it's you!" Song Yiqing raised his eyebrows and looked at Wushuang, and the look in his eyes was to say, isn't it you or me?