The demon ape fell to the ground, hooked his hand at him, and smiled, although he was a little surprised that Xuanyuan Po's physical strength had increased a lot, but it was still not as good as it, it was a little arrogant.

"Whew!"

Xuanyuan Po couldn't help but laugh dumbly, this demon ape was really ridiculous, and he openly had a hesitant face, full of ambition.

He kicked his feet and jumped up, his steps were like flying, and he quickly clicked on the steep cliff, and openly ran up the cliff with his fellow travelers, from top to bottom, and attacked the demon ape.

He trampled on the canopy, and the leaves fell to the ground, accumulating a thick layer, and many of the side branches were shaken off, and the bifurcated branches were broken.

The demon ape roared angrily and jumped half in the air to meet it.

A man and an ape, jumping vertically like flying, and at the beginning they landed on the mountain peaks in the distance, splashing rocks everywhere.

After a long time, until the twilight, Xuanyuan's strength was slowly exhausted, and he tried his best.

The demon ape was also so tired that he couldn't move, and he couldn't move either of them or an ape, lying on the mountain peak and panting, running to recover his strength.

At the beginning of a stick of incense, Xuanyuan relieved himself, sat up, sat cross-legged, breathed and breathed, and regulated the smell.

He examined his physical body, and his heart could not help but rejoice, his flesh became weaker and weaker, more stoic, and more vigorous.

He also has more dirt on his body, more impurities in his body that have been refined in battle.

He flicked his fingers and used all his strength, but the momentum was too great, and the wind broke through the air, and he retracted the sound of the reverse ear!

He was overjoyed, his current physical body once had 80,000 catties of strength, and the strength was enough to comprehend the void and reach the speed of sound.

"Eat!"

The demon ape sat on the edge of him, took out another handful of fruit, and handed it to Xuanyuan Po, his words were very simple, given that his intelligence was not high, he had no choice but to say a long sentence.

"I still have it. Xuanyuan smiled, shook his hand, took the things he put on, and also took out a handful of fruits, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them, and regained his strength.

This time his injuries were very light, mostly sores, just some broken skin, bruises,

Abrasions, etc., are many times lighter than yesterday's injuries, which also shows that Xuanyuan Po's body is much weaker than yesterday's.

"Eat more, strong!" the demon ape sighed, pointed at the person, and then retracted his hand, stuffed the fruit into the person's mouth, and chewed it with a sigh.

This fruit is a kind of healing medicine, not uncommon, but not extraordinary, but the growth environment is strange, growing in the middle of some more spiritual energy, healing below the opening wheel realm has a miraculous effect, and can quickly recover the momentum.

"Let's go, tomorrow will be one after another. Xuanyuan Po sat for a while, jumped up, and slapped the shoulder of the demon ape violently like yesterday, and then brushed his sleeves away.

"Beat!" the demon ape also reached out and grabbed it violently, just like yesterday, but he didn't catch it, so he muttered to himself silently, and after a while he staggered back into the valley.

This time, Xuanyuan Po had the upper hand slightly, and his strength was a little worse than that of the Demon Ape, but the distance was not big.

On the third day, Xuanyuan Po passed outside the valley again, and at this moment his physical body was extremely weak, reaching 90,000 catties.

In the valley, a black iron tower-like black shadow slowly rose from the valley, it was the pure demon ape.

"Come on. Xuanyuan Po teased the demon ape, hooked his hand, and attacked.

So, the demon ape also jumped in, and the two fists slammed into each other, and then scuffled together, until they were shining.

This time, the two were not separated, and after a draw, no one could suppress or defeat anyone.

In the past few days, not only Xuanyuan Po's physical strength has changed day by day in the battle that he has worked hard every day, but even the strength of the demon ape has also increased a lot.

In view of this, the battle between the two is even more stalemate, one person and one ape have a blue nose and swollen face, and they both suffer a lot of skin sores, all of them have panda eyes and bruised faces.

The demon ape is still like this, and his body is already covered with heavy black hair, so he has to see that his face is a little swollen, and his eye sockets are a little cyan and he can't see other bruises, panda eyes, etc.

Xuanyuan Po was originally a Yushu headwind, the wind god is handsome, and now he is beaten like a pig's head, and the left side of his eye socket is the most bruised, and he can't recognize who it is when he comes to his mother.

Fortunately, this is a gold sore, and for those who are concerned, they just need to run and pranayama for a while.

The two of them fell on a verdant grass, panting, and the dense grass covered them, more than a meter high, and their vitality was very vigorous.

Xuanyuan sat on the plate, adjusted for a while, and changed his appearance back to the previous appearance of the wind god, but after a hundred years of inspecting the meat with full will, he couldn't help frowning.

He originally thought that after tomorrow's battle, he should reach the limit of his physical body and receive 100,000 jin of huge strength, but the result was otherwise, he only needed 95,000 jin of strength now, although it was not much different from 100,000 jin of huge power, but it was very different.

At the same time, he felt that it was difficult to improve one's physical body!

"It seems that fighting is not enough, I should also go through the baptism of life and death, and be able to achieve happiness. ”

Xuanyuan Po muttered to himself, thoughtful.

He stood up, his eyes looking into the distance, his eyes full of anticipation, and a black robe fluttered under the blowing of the golden wind, and the sound of hunting.

The slightly crimson sunlight shone obliquely on his body, stretching his shadow very long, rendering a smell of dust, as usual as the immortals in this place.

"Dasha, we'll see you tomorrow, I'll go first. He waved to the demon ape, smiled lightly, and patted the demon ape's shoulder hard without forgetting the lunar calendar, and then walked away.

"Again!" the demon ape glared and muttered, chewing on the fruit in his mouth, so his speech was slurred.

He had no intention of grabbing Xuanyuan Po with his hands again, given that he couldn't catch it at all, it had no function, and he could save it indirectly.

Xuanyuan Po has always stepped on tree trunks and boulders in the sky, and his footsteps are like flying, and he is far away in a leap.

He planned to use the most harmful and effective method - one person, facing the whole herd!

In the Hanhai Jungle, there is no shortage of young and weak existence, but there is no shortage of fierce beasts that are weak in their own collective, but mainly team activities and team strength.

For example, the caracals.

Caracals

He carved up a river, and his nose could not help stirring, because he smelled a very strong smell of urine, and it did not smell good.

Xuanyuan Po was happy in his heart, this is a sign of the caracal clan in this area. He kicked his feet on the ground, and with a whoosh he scurried to the canopy, slightly showing a pair of starry eyes to look around.

He openly opened up that there were hundreds of caracals perched on a cool ground near the left, all hiding in front of the boulder and waiting in the shadows, and by the river there were a few caracals with tired faces, listlessly drinking water.

"My opportunity, it's here!" Xuanyuan Po laughed in his heart, the corners of his cold mouth softened, and as soon as his mind moved, a cold sword blinking appeared in his hand, blinking with a cold, bloodthirsty light.

He prepared a large handful of fruit, and then jumped down and landed by the river, and slew at the lone caracals.

"Roar. Roar. ”

There was a strange roar, and the beards with tiger heads, lion bodies, leopard tails, and wings on their backs stood upside down, and their bodies leaned forward slightly, ready for the initial posture of attack.

But their main forces are really too weak, and before they can encourage attacks, they have given their heads, and blood is splashed in the air.

Seeing a few accomplices crying for their lives, those caracals couldn't sit still, and roared, about a hundred or so of them, and stopped not far from Xuanyuan Po.

Their sharp claws were secretly grinding against the earth, and their eyes were full of hostility as they looked at Xuanyuan Po, ready to encourage the attack every day.

"Kill!"

Xuanyuan Po held the Nebula Sword in his hand, knowing that this battle could not be good, nor could it be good, so he rushed down without thinking about it, and the sword fell in his hand, and one by one his heads fell, and a headless corpse fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

"Roar. The group roared angrily, and when they saw Xuanyuan Po killing their clansmen at will, they couldn't help but be furious, and they scattered in all directions, breaking through Xuanyuan Po and besieging Xuanyuan Po.

Xuanyuan was not afraid, the nebula sword in his hand danced, and the brilliant sword light was shining, dancing so densely that even flies couldn't fly in.

Every dance will definitely bring down a big head, naturally, Xuanyuan Po also spent the price, his right arm, leg has a claw mark that deepens the flesh, it is the result of a desperate counterattack.

The black clothes are like ink, and the long sword is like snow.

Don't dare to be here.

Soon, there were not many caracals left, only about twenty left, and one of the most large and highest cultivated caracals was encircled, which was the leader and main backbone of this group of caracals.

Xuanyuan's torn clothes were already in tatters, and the red blood stains on the black clothes stained the black clothes red, and puddles appeared on the ground one after another, filled with blood.

In that, there is the blood of the caracal attributed to Jiuquan, and there is also his personal blood, naturally, most of it is the blood of the caracal killed by Xuanyuan Po.

He is like a bloody god of war.

"Shhh ”

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Po roared out in pain, only to see that there was a caracal on his left leg biting there, and he couldn't shake it off, Xuanyuan Po's blood had flowed a lot, staining the land of that faction red.

The caracal bulged out of the shade and attacked Xuanyuan Break, and was caught by it by surprise.

Xuanyuan roared in pain, and the Nebula Sword slashed at the hideous head, and in the blink of an eye, the body fell, and blood floated.

However, the caracal's head was biting on that side as usual, and it did not relax for half a minute.

"Great. ”

Seeing this, Xuanyuan couldn't help but sigh, stuffed a few fruits into his mouth, and relaxed his efforts to recover from his injuries.

At the same time, he also closed the eyes of this coercive head with his hand, and pulled it down slightly.

If it weren't for the fact that the individual had reached the extreme realm of the flesh and killed so many of its clansmen, it would not have been so resentful of the individual, and hunted Xuanyuan with his own life to break a deep leg wound.

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