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Zhu Ding tossed and turned with all his might, and the Xuanyuan sword in his hand was waving, but he deliberately controlled the sword body to be horizontally, so as not to cut those little beasts who only knew rampage into two pieces. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This kind of fighting method, Zhu Ding, who is not already rich in battle experience, has tried it, and the inheritance and teachings he has received are all aimed at subduing or killing the enemy with the least strength, and a battle like this has consumed more of his energy and physical strength.

The mad birds flying in the air had begun an indiscriminate killing feast, and only a few of them had poured into the tortoise walls, and many small beasts that still had their wisdom had been buried under their claws and beaks.

Another small beast with six arms struck Zhu Ding, who sprinted towards it, and then jumped high and stepped on its head full of blade-like horns, and the soles of his feet were bleeding, but he took advantage of this to rise into the air and enter the territory belonging to the pilot.

Sure enough, as he expected, the unicorn bird that was still crying the baby beast could not withstand his provocation, and flew towards him with a roar, and in the middle of the surrender, Zhu Ding waved the soft sword in his hand, and the sword body passed lightly between the claws of a swimming dragon on his head, taking away one of the claws of the bird and the baby on it.

He stepped in the air, ignoring the sharp pain under his feet, and put his left foot on the calf of his right leg, so that his body moved horizontally in the air for several minutes, and narrowly grabbed the slender tail of the beast baby.

And the long sword in his hand did not delay, and went around and pierced, piercing the head of the mad bird that was desperate to kill him before its sharp beak was about to pierce his belly.

The not small body of the bird slammed into Zhu Ding's body with residual strength, and although the sharp beak had been displaced, it once again filled his body with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone.

Zhu Ding firmly protected the little beast in front of his chest with both hands, and his back made a deep dent in the dirt.

The little beast seemed to know what was going on to stop crying, a pair of big black and white eyes gradually disappeared, the horror in the eyes disappeared instantly, and even stretched out its small tongue to lick Zhu Ding's bloodstained fingers, and then quietly froze in his arms, without moving.

Zhu Ding only noticed at this time that this is a small fox that can't be smaller, it shouldn't have been weaned yet, the furry body seems to be as cute as baby fat, and most importantly, it has nine tails, it is a nine-tailed fox!

Zhu Ding carefully put the nine-tailed fox, which was only the size of a palm, into his arms, and once again swung his long sword to divert a small beast that was rushing towards him, and began to run.

The severely concussed internal organs began to react to their pain, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of Zhu Ding's mouth, bursts of intense pain hit his brain, his left arm, which had already been dislocated from the impact, was swollen and almost burst through his sleeve, and the sluggishness of his left leg reminded him that he must find a way out before the next violent blow came.

Zhu Ding's hand touched the warm and quiet little fox in his arms, and finally made a decision in his heart that he should have made a long time ago, so the sword in his hand began to dance wildly on the surface, and the blade of the sword, which had long been uncontrollable, began to drink blood; As a result, the legs and feet of the rampage beasts broke off from their heels, and they began to become confused due to the severe pain, and attacked everything in front of them, just like the fierce head that Zhu Ding saw for the first time.

The wounded little beast could no longer remember why it had gone mad, only an endless madness.

The more small beasts that were injured under the Zhu Ding Sword, the more chaotic the field became, and countless mad beasts began to attack each other.

Just after Zhu Ding cut off his unknown number of feet or hooves, he was surprised to find that he no longer needed to drag his dislocated left leg to run, most of the little beasts had been lost in fighting each other, he was no longer the primary target of these crazy beasts, and with the passage of time and the stimulation of severe pain, the last obsession of these crazy beasts also dissipated, and only knew the crazy attack.

But just when Zhu Ding thought that he could finally breathe for a while, a puff of billowing smoke and dust accompanied by a loud noise broke his truest desire, and the old turtle that had been blocking the most powerful enemy outside the turtle wall was finally thrown up by the endless army of mad beasts, knocking several giant turtles away, and landing on their backs and being deeply embedded in the ground.

Until now, at least one-third of the remaining remnants of the ancients who had not gone mad had the slightest intention of participating in the battle, and even more so, they hid in the corner and shivered despite the fact that their young people were slaughtered by mad beasts, even though it had a huge body; And the people of the Black Gem have returned one after another, but the only unicorn that can control Kuafu in this situation is still missing.

Zhu Ding sighed, looking at the beasts that ran wildly and stepped the old turtle deep into the ground, trampling countless small beasts fighting each other into flesh, knowing that even if he was no longer their target, he would not be able to survive under such a rag, so he reached into the placket of his clothes and wanted to throw the little nine-tailed fox into a small depression in the mountain wall not far away, so that it could always save its life.

However, there was another terrible and long cry, and the mad birds scattered all over the valley for some unknown reason swarmed in this direction, and now threw the little fox high in the air, which was tantamount to sending it into the belly of the bird.

"That's it, if you die together, you may still be a companion in your last life, but you don't know if Rhubarb survived."

Zhu Ding looked at the beast legs that were much larger than himself, and then looked at the extremely slender Xuanyuan Sword, knowing that he no longer had the slightest chance of surviving, Man said that what he was carrying in his hand was a soft sword that was only sharper, that is, he was now carrying a bazooka, and how many could he kill in the face of the beast tide that was rushing towards him under black pressure?

A mad beast three points bigger than a giant elephant rushed to him with red eyes, he could even clearly smell the smell of the beast's mouth, and the long horns on the beast's forehead had already overflowed the top of his head, and in the next moment, he would be like those little beasts who died tragically, turning into a mass of flesh and blood that could not be seen.

Rhubarb stood on Kuafu's ear and barked impatiently, its fat body was not even as good as a newborn mosquito compared to the huge white giant, but its barking voice made the giant impatient.

Kuafu had already begun to run, his legs alternating very slowly, but because of his huge body and the great span between his steps, his actual speed had surpassed that of all beasts.

Although the mad beast was already crazy, although it was desperate, but when they saw a figure like a mountain pressing towards them, they also instinctively began to run wildly and began to gather, and under this convergent power, the old turtle that could still hold on to one side was overturned, knocked into the turtle wall, and trampled into the ground by the mad beast that rushed to be the first.

What's more, because Kuafu shouted with a little crazy anxiety, the crazy birds that were already scattered in all directions pressed towards Zhu Ding in black.

The simple and anxious rhubarb, not knowing that it has caused the biggest crisis to its master, it just blindly urges Kuafu, it just knows that Kuafu can know his mind and can save his master, because in its opinion, such a huge Kuafu should only be a little worse than his master, and he is the most able to save his master.

As for why Kuafu listens to his own voice, accepts his own will, and is under his own command, he doesn't need to think about it, let alone think about it.

It just wants its owner to be well, it has been like this since it was a dirty and skinny puppy, and it will not change in the future, the owner is all it is.

Finally, it saw the black spot, the figure that it would never forget when it died, that figure was so lonely and helpless, just like when it was very young, before meeting a very small master, it was bullied, hungry and cold, and would die at any time.

And so it let out a terrible howl not like that of a dog, and that was the first time it had made such a sound, and it did not know what kind of palpitations it could bring to Kuafu, only that its master was alone there.

It left the ears of Kuafu, and when the huge beast was about to run in front of Zhu Ding, it jumped down from a very high point of the air, and it wanted to protect its master, to guard its most important heart.

"Boom"

Kuafu's mountain-like body fell into the protective circle formed by the giant tortoise, and I don't know how many mad beasts and giant tortoises were crushed to death, stirring up a few dusts that could cover the sky and the sun, and the strong vibration even the big rocks on the cliff were already loose.

Before Rhubarb jumped down, Kuafu shouted at Bi Fang who flew past his chest because of the restless mood that Rhubarb transmitted to him, and when he heard Rhubarb's terrible howl, and then recovered from the despair and unswerving complex emotions contained in that howl, the small, chubby figure that could make him feel like a loved one had almost fallen to the ground and fell into a ball of blood.

He was furious, his mind almost the same as that of the mad beasts, and he was running wildly, his raised left foot and its unnatural angle tripped over his right foot, which he was about to lift, and he knew that only by letting himself fall would he be able to catch up with the figure with his usual running bonus, and catch it before it hit the ground.

When he was very young, he saw a stupid Qingji fall over himself like this while playing by the stream, and he used to laugh so much about it, but today he tripped himself over it too.

His huge hand finally grasped the chubby little yellow dot as he had caught it at the bottom of the cliff, and his other hand turned into an impregnable castle, swatting the beast away before the crested top was trampled into flesh, and clasped it in the high arched palm.

Three days later, in the stone house where the wise man had died, the shell of a dead giant tortoise was transformed into a huge cauldron, steaming herbs with a fragrant fragrance and a faint bitterness, and the fire naturally came from the bonfires that were still burning in the valley.

The listless old turtle lay where he had been, lazily raising its long neck, and muttering something to the big yellow catkins much smaller than it, regardless of whether the other party could understand it or not.

"Therefore, only when you have lived long enough can you really understand what is important.

You are a unicorn, the noblest pure-blooded ancient race, you can't be a human pet, although he is a unique person, but this is about the glory of the race. ”

Rhubarb shook his head, which was already obviously emaciated, and didn't pay attention to the chattering old turtle, thinking that the owner really didn't say anything wrong, the thousand-year-old king and eighty-thousand-year-old turtle, the older he gets, the more ignorant he is, and he is obviously an ordinary dog, a good dog who will always belong to his master.

A snow-white little head broke through the thick hair on the top of the rhubarb's head and poked out, and the watery eyes glanced at the old turtle, and then, together with the rhubarb, he began to look through the autumn water against the slightly steaming "cauldron".

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