Chapter 100: Bloodfang Battle Wind God
Among the 100,000 mountains, among the Qilin clan, a little boy of seven or eight years old was hit hard, and the whole person flew out upside down, rolled several times, and crashed into the rock wall of the cave in embarrassment.
"You saw the shrine maiden, and you didn't let her take you as an apprentice?" The tall man with fiery hair erupted from his nose, obviously angry at the silly boy.
And the beautiful woman in her thirties next to him was holding his arm, "Husband, what are you doing? The child is only so .........old, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the tall man, "What do you know, this kid missed a big opportunity! Do you know?"
The little boy of seven or eight got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body. Although his kick was a little angry, it was not heavy, and for him, it was easy to carry it, but it looked a little embarrassed.
But even so, the little boy with a fucking temperament was angry, and shouted at the tall man with a stiff neck, "Lao Tzu also fucking told her to let her take me as an apprentice, but she didn't agree, okay?!"
When the tall man heard this, he became more and more angry: "You told her? Didn't you ask for it? You stupid bastard still dare to say it so justifiably? Why did Lao Tzu give birth to your stupid son!"
With that, he raised his hand and tried to slap the little boy.
But suddenly, his wrist was grabbed by his slender hand, and he turned his head to look at his wife in surprise, only to see the beautiful woman look at the little boy with a shocked expression, and the look in the look of the little boy's heart was furious.
She asked, "What did you just say?"
"What did you say? I said I told her to take me as an apprentice, but she didn't agree?" replied the little boy in confusion.
"Above, above, face, yes, what?" said the beautiful woman, staring at the little boy.
"What is it?
"Did you say me?" the beautiful woman finally said what the problem was.
"Uh....... Well...... Hmmm!" the little boy felt weak for a while, and the next moment, the beautiful woman stepped out and slapped him in the face, making his eyes black.
But this was only the beginning, the slender jade hand with incredible strength fell like a storm, and in a short time the little boy was beaten to the ground, holding his head in both hands.
But the beautiful woman's anger did not cease, and she still clung to the little boy. Seeing this scene, he hurriedly hugged his wife, for fear that she would not be able to restrain herself and break her son.
But even so, the little boy's face was blue and swollen. He wanted to run, but before he knew it, he had been cornered and had no way out.
He looked at him timidly, and said aggrievedly, "Although she didn't agree to accept me as an apprentice, she promised to be my friend!"
"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" the tall man's face couldn't help but soften a lot.
"Did you give Lao Tzu a chance?" the little boy was wronged, angry, and yelled at him.
But as soon as he said this, he immediately regretted it, because the way his mother looked at him made him shiver. Sure enough, after a while, the little boy lay on the ground weakly, wanting to cry without tears, "Damn old Zhang, why do you want to come and take me home, fuck! Lao Tzu doesn't want to go home!"
At this time, he especially missed the days when he was the king of the mountain, but the past had gone with the wind.
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In the northeast of the town, there were more than thirty people gathered, which is the total number of people in the dark fangs now. It's not a little, but compared to the previous battle of more than fifty people, it is still a little worse.
"Let's go!" As soon as Bloodfang's words fell, the group rushed out of the mansion on the northeast side of the town.
In the inn in the north of the center of the town, a middle-aged man in his forties slammed the teacup in his hand.
His face was gloomy, he stood up, and shouted to the old man who was looking at the scenery outside the window not far away, "Uncle Wang, pass the order, gather, and meet guests!"
Overlord Flower passed the change of the dark tooth to Lu Feng'er through the communication charm, and Lu Feng'er just replied, "On the premise of ensuring that you are not exposed, you will help the storm as much as possible." ”
After all, in the battle with the Giant King, he still accepted the love of the wind god. Not only because of half of the giant's property, but also because he discouraged the wolf king.
In front of the inn in the town, two mercenary groups faced each other across the street. There are about 30 people on one side and 50 people on the other.
Although the storm has the advantage in numbers, there is no ease in the eyes of the wind god, and the dark teeth in front of him are unusual. He and Uncle Wang glanced at each other, and they both saw the confusion in each other's eyes, "Why is the old man with blood teeth so young, and where is the second master of Dark Fang?"
Seeing that they looked at each other, the bloody teeth grinned, and Sen Ran said, "Fengshen, do you remember that the old man said that when the time comes, he will look for you to visit?"
The wind god took off the long stick from his back and held it upside down in his hand, with a high fighting spirit.
Seeing this, Bloodfang laughed and said, "And now, it's time!"
With that, he danced with the long knife in his hand, strode forward, and slashed down at the wind god.
'Boom!' With the sound of gold and iron clashing, the long stick and the long knife slammed together, and a gust of wind rolled up from the center of the street and slammed in all directions.
Some second-level martial artists who were not strong were directly blown unstable and fell to the ground, while those third-level martial artists all took several steps back.
In the next moment, after three more violent impacts, Bloodtooth took three steps back, and Anemo God took five steps back.
Fengshen's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was solemn, and he seemed to feel something in his heart, 'The old man with blood teeth not only looks young, but even his physical fitness seems to have recovered to his peak. ’
And the blood fang's eyes were even more solemn, but he grinned and said, "Fengshen is really the one with the greatest potential among us, he hasn't made a move for a few years, and he has actually reached this level, even if the Giant King estimates that it is this strength, right? If you are given a few more years, maybe you can really surpass the old man!"
But when he said this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, "So, I can't leave you today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, red blood rolled up on his big sword, and he slashed at the wind god. Wind and fire were born on the stick of the wind god, and the stick collided with the blood-colored long knife that slashed straight down, and the fire splashed everywhere.
'Boom!' The ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked and spread across like cobwebs.
Immediately after, Bloodtooth drew his knife and turned back with another horizontal slash, and Fengshen jumped back a step forward, holding the stick a little forward.
After being blocked by the Bloody Fang, he plunged into the ground with a stick, jumped up, and slammed down at the Bloody Fang. Bloody Fang slashed across his head, blocking the stick.
But this huge force also smashed his body half-squatting.
But even so, how could the blood teeth be so good? I saw the blood on his body roaring, "Ahhhhh
Suddenly, an astonishing force erupted from his body, and he bounced the wind god dozens of meters away, shattering a stone wall, and spurting a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
The wind god sat down on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, propped himself on the ground with a stick, and got up from the ground. And the Bloody Fang had already strode towards him, slashing him in half.
Seeing this, Fengshen suddenly dived, passed through from underneath, and pumped horizontally with a stick in his hand, drawing it to the right leg of the Blood Fang, and the right leg of the Blood Fang was weak.
But the bloody tooth endured the pain, his face was hideous, and he raised his knife to slash down at the wind god, looking at the momentum, if he was killed, even the wind god was afraid that he would have to die.
The wind god hurriedly rolled forward, narrowly dodging the knife, and quickly retreated, opening up a distance of about twenty meters from the blood fang. He let out a long breath, and gradually suppressed the already somewhat disordered aura in his body. Apparently in the previous collision, his consumption was a little greater.
Bloody Fang shook off the leg that was hit by the wind god, relieved his muscles and bones, and laughed coldly: "If the old man hadn't paid such a big price to make himself a lot younger, I guess I really wouldn't be able to take you!"
"Hmph, why is there so much nonsense about the old immortal!" Fengshen snorted coldly, but his eyes were very solemn, and the strength of the blood teeth was really above him.
"It's a pity, there's no if! little ghost!" With that, the blood fangs roared and rushed forward, and the blood power on his body was released, forcing the wind god to retreat again and again, and the danger was repeated.
This scene made the members of the Storm Mercenary Regiment turn pale when they saw it, but the Dark Fang side applauded loudly.
But that Uncle Wang's heart is not here, although now the wind god looks at the downwind, but he knows very well that even if the current blood tooth wants to take him down, it is impossible not to attach a certain price.
And at that price, a shrewd old man like Bloody Fang, who has already stepped into the coffin with one foot, is afraid that he will be reluctant to come out. Therefore, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, and he didn't feel that he clenched his fists.
The bloody fangs roared angrily, and when the wind god's body was unstable with a heavy slash, the old man named Uncle Wang subconsciously took out an arrow from the quiver behind his back for some reason and put it on the bowstring.
At this moment, a black figure flashed out of the crowd opposite, turning into a scarlet blood.
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