Chapter Seventy-Two: The Power of the Horns

At the same time that the president of the poisonous snake was shocked, He Sheng, who was biting the iron whip, suddenly turned his head, and with a whoosh, the iron whip was straight. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

He Sheng wants to snatch the weapon of the viper president in one go!

The president of the Viper can be regarded as experienced in a hundred battles, he immediately sensed He Sheng's intentions and reacted, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and confronted He Sheng.

After all, with the strength of the Viper President, if the weapon was taken away, then he would not be able to fight He Sheng.

He Sheng clenched the iron whip body, lowered his head, and kicked the ground the soles of his feet, constantly dragging the viper president.

After eating nearly ten horns, He Sheng's physical fitness has surpassed that of the viper president, but the physiological structure of the cat is not suitable for such a thing as tug-of-war.

That's why he and the president of Viper fell into a stalemate.

Stomp, stomp!

At this time, a series of footsteps approached, and He Sheng's face was slightly sideways, and he saw that the hot dog general was rushing over!

He ran in front of He Sheng, raised his right leg high and backwards, and made a powerful volley.

He Sheng's eyes widened suddenly, and his first reaction was to let go of the iron whip and dodge General Hot Dog's attack, but in the next moment, he thought of a better idea.

He stood there and did not dodge.

"Ahhh General Hot Dog roared loudly, and his long-accumulating right leg suddenly kicked towards He Sheng, and before the instep arrived, the whirring wind had already blown the hair on He Sheng's body.

Bang!

General Hot Dog's kick hit He Sheng solidly, and the huge force acted on his petite body, causing him to fly backwards in a hurry.

But on the way to fly upside down, He Sheng still didn't let go of the iron whip in his mouth, so the force of the hot dog general's flying kick passed through He Sheng's body, entered the iron whip, and finally passed to the hand of the viper president.

The president of the viper, who was caught off guard, was powerless in the face of this sudden surge of power, and watched as the hilt of the knife was pulled out of his hand.

His expression was annoyed. It is a shame to be robbed of your sword as a swordsman.

However, in comparison, his master, the Count of Batra, was in a much better mood.

He didn't care about the dignity of the president of the Viper, he only saw the hot dog general kick away the annoying He Sheng, so he jumped and cheered: "Okay! Well done! Hot Dog General! When we go back, we will appreciate it...... Huh? ”

Batra's compliment came to an abrupt end in the middle of the conversation, because the Hot Dog General, who had just 'hit' He Sheng, suddenly fell hard.

His face was extremely pale, and He Sheng's right foot was extremely red and swollen when he kicked him!

"Ahh Pain! It hurts me to death!! The Hot Dog General wailed.

"W-What's going on?" Batra shouted in disbelief.

On the other side, He Sheng, who was kicked away, landed lightly, looking at the blazing eyes, obviously did not suffer any serious injuries.

At this moment, his body is extremely strange, the right half of his body has become pitch black, and the left half is still the original yellow.

Yes, at the moment of being attacked, He Sheng wrapped the right half of his body with an armed domineering aura to resist the attack of General Hot Dog, and took the weapon of the Viper President with this.

He Sheng let go of the iron whip in his mouth, and a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth. But this was not caused by internal injuries, General Hot Dog's kick only caused He Sheng's internal organs to concuss, making him a little uncomfortable.

The blood in his mouth was accidentally cut by the sharp edge of the iron whip in his mouth.

"Meow!" He Sheng raised his head and shouted.

Lion Niche, who was hiding in the distance to watch the play, immediately ran over.

He Sheng meowed a few times and ordered it to leave with an iron whip.

For this kind of safe task, the lion niche was naturally very happy, picked up the iron whip, turned around and fled happily.

"Damn! My Iron Whip! The Viper President scolded and tried to catch up, "Damn lion, stop me!" ”

But the next moment his footsteps stopped, because He Sheng had already rushed in front of him, looking at him with fierce eyes.

The president of the poisonous snake suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, but not every swordsman is the same as Sauron, and there will be no sword, and now he has greatly reduced his combat power.

"Yes, I'm sorry...... the president of Viper showed a crying smile, subconsciously retreated, and said: "I was wrong, I lost, I admit defeat." I'm not going to do anything more, just spare me. ”

He Sheng turned a deaf ear, his limbs bent slightly, and he made a flying posture.

Seeing this, the president of the poisonous snake had even more horror in his eyes, and he knew that He Sheng would definitely not let him go. So he screamed 'ahhh

And at this moment, He Sheng kicked the ground hard, his body suddenly disappeared, turned into a yellow afterimage and rushed towards the back of the viper president, and the head with an armed color domineering slammed into the back of the viper president.

The body of the viper president is far less sturdy than that of the hot dog general, and under this collision, he heard a click, and the viper president's eyes rolled and he fainted directly.

Viper president, can't get up again.

And after getting the president of the viper, He Sheng didn't pause for a moment, and kicked the ground heavily, jumped high, flew like a flying pounce on the hot dog general who was still wailing, and then landed on his stomach accurately.

General Hot Dog's eyes widened suddenly, his stomach was attacked for the third time today.

He felt like the guts in his stomach were about to rot.

It hurts! Super painful! But General Hot Dog hasn't fainted yet, so He Sheng won't stop.

He stepped on the hot dog general's belly, walked up to him, raised his claws with an armed color domineering, and slapped it viciously.

Bang!

General Hot Dog has an extra dimple in his head.

So General Hot Dog couldn't get up again.

After getting rid of these two guys, He Sheng exhaled lightly and felt a wave of exhaustion welling up. Although the previous battle didn't take long, it consumed a lot of physical strength.

Not to mention the domineering that has been on since the first attack, and not to mention the armed domineering that has been used several times during the battle, just the series of actions of running, dodging, and attacking in this battle are enough for him.

The body that has just recovered cannot afford such a fierce battle for the time being.

The muscle-tearing stinging pain came up again.

But it's not a big problem, whether it's fatigue or stinging, just eat the horns and you can recover.

He Sheng turned his head and ran to the corpse of the unicorn lion, the luxurious and complex beast horns on its head like a crown, with a large number of forks, had already been eaten by He Sheng.

As long as he eats the rest, He Sheng will be able to inherit all the power of the Qilin Lion.

Click.

He buried his head in biting the horns.

At this moment, the rumbling of the beasts running sounded.

He Sheng knew that it was Batra who summoned the group of horned beasts, but he was not worried, and he didn't even raise his head.

Under his overlord domineering spirit, no matter how many horned beasts he eats, he can't hurt himself, so instead of wasting time and energy to take care of them, it is better to eat all the horns as soon as possible to recover his strength and increase his strength.