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There was a rustling sound in the bushes, and the sound was getting closer.

"Xiao Hei, go up the tree with the old man, we don't have to come forward in this battle." Qi Lao pointed at Xiao Hei's body, and in Lynch's perception, Xiao Hei's breath disappeared. You can see it with the naked eye, but you just can't feel it.

Sou!

Smack, smack!

After a few sounds, Qi Lao's voice came from the canopy. "Boy, this is your first real fight. The old man told you that the red-blooded war pig was not in the stream, and his strength was very average. You have to give full play to your physical strength and don't care about anything else. Remember, don't be afraid of blood. If you want to become a strong man, the experience of blood is essential. We're not going to help, it's up to you. ”

The footsteps became more and more obvious, and sure enough, the sight was visible. A dark red figure appeared in Lynch's line of sight. Then, a red-blooded war pig with fangs, dark red bristles all over its body, and a body length of about one meter walked out. The red-blooded war pig, a low-level demon beast, and a red-blooded war pig in the mature stage, are only second-level beginners. The strength is not high, but there is a lot of meat, so it is the main hunting target. Only a few of them can mutate by chance, increase their bloodline a little, and become purple-blooded war pigs. However, the growth is still limited, and it can only reach the third level. Unless there is an opportunity, it is impossible to escape the fate of being killed. I saw that the red-blooded war pig first sniffled, and stared at the steamed buns and jerky that Lynch barbecued tightly, obviously attracted by the fragrance.

Lynch suddenly knew why the red-blooded war pig came from. The corners of Lynch's mouth curled, and he grabbed a skewer of barbecue jerky with his left hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. He let out a sigh of admiration, and then took a bite of it, and kept chirping, obviously deliberately provoking the red-blooded war pig.

Lynch's provocation was undoubtedly successful. The eyes of the red-blooded war pig were fixed on the roast meat, and he grabbed a skewer from Lynch to his mouth and ate it. The red-blooded war pig was completely angry, this low-level demon beast did not open its wisdom, and relied entirely on instinct. It only thinks it's its food, and now that it's been robbed, there's no reason not to be angry. But it never thought that this great wilderness was extremely dangerous, and how could it be without a basis if it dared to walk in it alone. Moreover, the person in front of him is still so weak.

In fact, Lynch's figure is tall and powerful among his peers, but in the eyes of demon beasts, he looks weak. And in the perception of the red-blooded war pig, the human in front of it did not give it a sense of danger. In its mind, it will soon be able to drive away this person and have a full meal. If it is possible to kill the person in front of you, then it will be a good harvest.

For Lynch, for the first real battle, he was inevitably a little nervous, but he was not panicked. After all, he still had a lot of similar sparring with Xiao Hei. It's just that at that time, his strength was higher than now, and he could use Xuanjin. And Xiao Hei is also suppressing cultivation. But now it's different, in addition to his physical body that can be used, there are not many mystical energy that can be called in his body.

I saw the hind limbs of the red-blooded war pig kick the ground, and with a whoosh, the whole body crashed towards Lynch.

Feeling the momentum emanating from the red blood war pig, Lynch's face was ugly. The first level is intermediate, which is equivalent to the strength of a sixth-seventh-level martial artist. He himself, currently simulating to outsiders is the strength of a fifth-level martial artist. In fact, no matter in terms of the number of cyclones or the total amount of Xuan Jin in the meridians, he only had the strength of a fourth-level martial artist now. It was this dramatic change that, at first, made Lynch still a little scrambling to deal with it.

Lynch shouted while dodging the collision of the red-blooded war pigs, "You are really good at arranging, this is a first-level mid-level, and the level is at least two levels higher than mine." ”

Qi Lao didn't say anything at all, and ignored him at all.

Lynch froze and dodged the red-blooded war pig again. It's just a pity that the barbecue fire was washed away.

"My food, you stupid pig." Lynch said angrily.

"Boom, boom." The Red Blood War Pig also screamed angrily, apparently blaming Lynch for the destruction of the food. What's the matter with you, let me bump it. Don't let you hit, you can go. Not to mention delaying the pig's meal, it is now ruined. It's tolerable, but pigs can't. This pig fights with you food-wasting guy.

The red-blooded war pig collided again, and sprinted with fangs.

Lynch dodged again, and after a few dodges, Lynch was no longer flustered. In the midst of the battle, he discovered the benefits of his physical strength. Because he couldn't dodge a few times, he was slightly touched, and he didn't feel pain. The skin on the rubbed area was only slightly reddened and not worn out. And dodged a few times, and found it very relaxed, without any fatigue and inability to deal with the situation. Except for the first few times, it is caused by discomfort. Now he is completely relieved.

Lynch saw the opportunity, and took advantage of the red-blooded war pig to rush again, and he had a dodge in the air. A punch came out and hit the back of the Red Blood War Pig. The forward momentum of the red-blooded war pig slowed down, and its body staggered. I saw it turn on the spot, snort angrily, trample on its four hooves, and flew into it again. Lynch leaped upwards and dodged. Then he landed and turned around, saying that it was too late, and grabbed the tail of the red-blooded war pig with both hands.

The red-blooded war pig was in pain, and the forward momentum immediately stopped, and he hummed uncomfortably. But Lynch didn't care whether it was uncomfortable or not, his arms exerted force again, and he directly picked up the red-blooded war pig, circled it twice, and then let go of his hands. The red-blooded war pig only felt that the sky was spinning, and then he slammed and fell to the ground. This fall, but the fall was full of meat and eight vegetarians, and the limbs kept shaking, and I couldn't get up for half a day.

Lynch gasped and stood there waiting for the Red-Blooded War Pig to get up so he could fight again.

"Boy, fight the tiger and don't die anti-dogs. Take advantage of your illness to kill you, you must understand this truth. The stupid pig has temporarily lost its ability to move and attack, and you can either kill it in one hit or incapacitate it completely. How can it wait for it to recover, and then have a chance to attack you? Qi Lao's voice came from the canopy at this time.

"But the kid still wants to use it for a while."

"Nonsense, just a waste of time. Look, to make you lose time, it stands up. Qi Lao first criticized, and then said proudly. Obviously, he's ready to see a good show. "Oh, it's amazing, there is a hint of purple on this stupid pig's forehead. Obviously, because of the extreme anger, the bloodline has improved and there is a tendency to mutate. Haha, just now it was still the strength of a sixth-level martial apprentice, but now, it is already a high-level level among sixth-level martial apprentices. Haha, let your kid be merciful. ”

As soon as Qi Lao said this, Lynch also felt it. But since I did it, I have no regrets. This time he decided to strike first, he flew forward, the green tendons of his right arm burst out, visible to the naked eye, and punched out.

Not to be outdone, the red-blooded war pig also flew into it, its fangs raised.

Bang.

The fists and teeth collided, and the two figures flew upside down at the same time.

Lynch flew upside down and leaned against a tree to stop his figure. He only felt a numbness in his right arm and a dull pain in his fist, and looked at it again. The skin was punctured from the collision and is now bleeding. The internal organs of his whole body were churning for a while, which made him feel a strong sense of vomiting. He took a deep breath and pressed it down.

Look at the red-haired blood pig again, its body flies upside down, leaving two scratches on the ground with four hooves rubbing the ground. There was blood flowing from the corners of the mouth, and even more tragic, one of the fangs was broken.

At this time, the red-blooded war pig had already begun to retreat. It instinctively knew that although the person in front of it was weak, his strength was not small. Its limbs gradually retreated, constantly pulling away from Lynch.

Lynch was stunned for a moment, then woke up and knew the rhythm of the red-haired blood pig to escape. Without saying a word, he leaped forward, exerted force with his legs, and punched out again.

When the brave meets on a narrow road, sometimes the will to fight to see who is strong-willed. If one side's will weakens first, it will give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of it. This is the situation in front of him, and the red-blooded war pig has retreated, although it has distanced itself. But what good can that short distance be? Lynch punched the head of the red-blooded war pig.

Bang, the red-blooded war pig flew out again, lying on the ground and humming. This blow was fatal. I saw a red-blooded war pig, with more air in and less gas out, and obviously didn't live long.

"Boy, make up for the final blow. This is called decisiveness. Secondly, although it is your work to let it die so slowly, you have not been trained by blood. Only if you make up for it now and end it with your own hands is the real killing trial. Qi Lao's voice came again, and it was extremely serious.

Lynch knew that what Qi Lao said was reasonable, so he didn't say a word and flew forward. Leaning down, his right hand gripping the neck of the Red Blood War Pig. He glanced at the red-blooded war pig again, and shook his right hand with force.

There was a click, and the sound of bone cracking came to mind.

The red-blooded war pig snorted and died of anger.

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