The wasteland storm bear that has been absent for many days seems to have gained three points fatter, and its big round head is swaying from side to side, licking its big belly one by one with a fierce face.

After noticing the approach of a large group of wasteland violent bears, a large group of fierce beasts gathered were obviously a little flustered, and looked at this gang of bandits with complicated eyes like violent bears, as if recalling some unbearable pictures.

"Badland Bear, Chief, look, it's a Badland Bear." Big Babylon exclaimed in a low voice like a brain-dead fan seeing the Korean boy group.

Alan smiled bitterly, not only did he see it, he also knew this group of wasteland violent bears, especially the one in the lead, not long ago the heroic appearance of the spine sword tiger beating the ground with teeth made him remember deeply, it was not only a tough mess, but the appearance was even more terrifying.

These guys are violent bears, they are all the masters of the fierce beast forest, not to mention the large number, the individual combat effectiveness is also strong and scary, a brute force comparable to a large fierce beast, not only that, they also have a good physique to resist beating, looking at the chubby people and animals harmless, launching a madness, that is really to catch whoever is K, not K the other party is everywhere and does not stop.

The scene in front of him made Alan really emotional, this fucking change of background, change of actors, that is the fight between the two gangs of underworlds.

I really didn't expect that this is also in the fierce beast forest, it seems that these pandas usually bully other fierce beasts, or it is impossible for this group of fierce beasts who are usually scattered like sand to unite together to deal with the pandas.

It is true that where there is oppression, there is resistance!

You can imagine how badly these violent bears bullied them, and this resistance force basically includes all levels and species in the forest.

They have no distinction between heads, sizes, and species, whether they swim in the water, walk on the ground, or fly in the sky, all of them have united to try to resist the ruthless oppression of the inhumane pandas.

The violent bears walked less than ten meters away from the beasts, squinting their eyes at the beasts opposite, their murderous, fleshy faces seemed to be full of disdain.

Alan suddenly remembered that the sturdy young men in their hometown of Demolition and Relocation Office seemed to have the same look when they faced the elderly and defenseless nail households.

A few spine sword tigers roared twice at the violent bears, and it may also be the leader's exemplary role, and a large group of fierce beasts behind them also shouted in a mess.

Seeing the little brother shouting and cheering behind, the leading Spine Sword Tiger, that is, the strongest one, shouted even harder.

But it may also be that the screaming is too strong, a stone the size of a grinding plate, called into its face, and lay on the ground with its whole body, so big a stone smashed to pieces.

As if blowing the horn of battle, the wild bears of the wasteland were like tigers descending from the mountain, and took the lead in attacking, holding high thick and terrifying log stakes, and plunged headlong into the pile of fierce beasts, no matter what breed or size, as long as they were not of the same kind, it was a blow to the face according to the door.

This gang of fierce beasts is also full of blood, and after being caught off guard by the violent bears, they also quickly began to fight back.

For a while, in front of Allen and his party, it was really flying sand and rocks wailing everywhere, and this large group of fierce beasts with huge tonnage fought each other, which was too shocking.

The battle situation soon became clearer, and it was no longer as chaotic as it had just been.

If it weren't for the fact that the wasteland storm bear dominated the fierce beast forest for many years and had not encountered an opponent, it was really a god who blocked and killed the gods and Buddhas and destroyed the Buddhas.

The bears don't work hard, don't be lazy, and don't specialize in long-sightedness.

Those dark giant wolves, earth-devouring ants and the like, the violent bears didn't take a look at it at all, and if they got in the way, they kicked away or slapped them to death with a paw, and a group of several pandas, staying together and fighting side by side, grabbed the big ones and beat them to death.

The basically extinct horned python in the forest, spitting scarlet snake letters, half flew into the air, and bit the belly of the leader of the storm bear with a big mouth, and the storm bear was caught off guard and was really bitten.

I don't know if it's because the fat on the stomach of the wasteland storm bear is too thick, or if the anti-poison ability is really that strong.

The leader of the bear fart didn't have anything, it may still be worried about the guy who didn't take advantage of it, slapped the horned python on his belly, lowered his head and grabbed the horned python's head The single horn danced, and the right to use it as a whip, according to the spine sword tiger still lying on the ground, he jerked and snapped.

The spine-sword tiger that had just smoked was still majestic, and it was lying on the ground struggling back and forth like a dead dog, and finally forced it to get up, and the leader of the violent bear kicked it to the ground with a kick, and then went up and pumped it violently.

The horned wing python that was used as a whip to dance around in mid-air is estimated to be dizzy, and it will not even struggle to resist, it is estimated that even if it resists, it is useless, and the violent bear is not in the mood at all and has not considered the feeling of the "murder weapon" in his hand, while twitching others, the horned wing python feels that it is also very painful.

The horned wing python, which is already a smart creature, feels that he has really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, and he has nothing to fly up and take his head, which is cool, and it is difficult not to fly.

The other violent bears are not easy to mess with, the big wooden stake is broken, and they stretch out their claws that shine with cold light, like a shrew chasing the junior, and scratch when they catch one and pounce on it.

These violent bears obviously have many years of experience in teamwork, and those small and medium-sized beasts that can't do much harm to themselves don't bother to take care of them at all.

Those few spine sword tigers and giant clawed trees are the objects of their key care, three or four beat one, and after surrounding, they even pounced and grabbed the opportunity to go up and bite twice, and several large fierce beasts were hurriedly screaming and screaming.

The situation of the giant clawed tree is better, relying on the huge advantage of his size and the ten-inch-long claw, he scratches blindly, not seeking to hurt the enemy, but only to protect himself from being pounced on by this group of brutal pandas.

Not to mention, in the face of the giant tree that was scratching around, a few wasteland violent bears couldn't get close for a while.

Alan has to admire these violent bears, this is still a fierce beast, this fucking treacherous is more treacherous than humans.

Seeing that they couldn't get close, the violent bears lowered their heads and stretched out their claws to pick up things, pick up whatever they wanted, and take whatever they were close to, whether it was a big rock or a fierce beast next to them, they raised it and smashed it on the head of the giant tree.

The giant tree was smashed in a hurry, and after a while, his nose and face were swollen, and his head was full of bags.

After howling a few times, the giant tree also went berserk, waving his claws and rushing towards the violent bear, probably with the idea of dying together.

When the violent bears saw that the other party's fish were dead and the net was broken, they didn't fight, and they hid wherever the fierce beasts gathered.

The giant tree that has gone crazy, the ten-inch claws began to attack indiscriminately, but the violent bears didn't hit it, and the small and medium-sized beasts that were gathered together suffered from it, and there were constantly unlucky ghosts who were disemboweled by the ten-inch claws, even if they rubbed and scraped, they were bleeding more than broken arms and legs.

The leading wasteland storm bear, seeing that the horned python in his hand had lost half of his life, heard the screams behind him, and turned around and noticed that the crazy giant clawed tree rai attacked his companion, and lightly ran behind the tree rai, saw the opportunity, and jumped on the back of the giant tree rai, and took the horned wing python on its claws to strangle its neck, kicked its back with both feet, and began to lean back when it was full of strength, and the giant tree rai rolled his eyes and was difficult to breathe, and even the roar began to break.

The poor horned python was used as a murder weapon again, first as a whip to beat a large number of his own people, and then by the violent bear as a rope to strangle the neck of the giant tree.

Just this one horned wing python, the damage caused is almost as good as the sum of the pandas.

Like a knight who tame a fiery horse, the Wasteland Bear stepped on the back of the giant tree, and the claws continued to exert force, and the giant treerai stretched out its claws and kept grasping at its back, and for a moment it hit the other beastmen on their backs.

Alan was already looking at it and couldn't take it anymore, and it felt that the combat IQ of these wasteland violent bears was at least three levels higher than that of Big Babylon, and it looked like they were all about to become fine.

Don't look at the large number of these fierce beasts, the ones that can really compete with the wasteland violent bears are the large fierce beasts that lead the way, but unfortunately they were all broken by the violent bears one by one not long after the battle started.

First of all, the leading spine sword tiger, just howled twice, before the words of the scene came out, he was smashed by the large stone block of the grinding plate, and the other spine sword tigers did not end well.

Then there were the dark giant wolves, rushing over with no strength to try to pounce on the violent bear, who knew that the oncoming was a paw, and the light was called to the ground and lost half of his life, and the heavier head was directly fanned to pieces.

There are also dozens of earth-devouring ants, I don't know how they got on this thief ship, they were fooled by other fierce beasts, basically didn't help anything, and just gave away people's heads.

The big-footed girl of the wasteland storm bear basically trampled to death as soon as he stepped on it.

It was not only the earth eater ant who was fooled into this broken boat, but also the pathetic blue fire monitor lizard, as a fierce beast, a reptilian fierce beast that can spit blue poisonous flames, it can be regarded as the first half of the demonic beast, at the beginning of the battle, this unlucky one just opened his mouth, and was jumped up and stepped on the backbone by a wasteland violent bear, not to mention the fire, he didn't even have time to squirt out of the hair, no, now he is lying on the ground half dead, his mouth is still wide open, and from time to time he spits out two mouthfuls of white smoke and a few mouthfuls of blue blood, It's like an addict who starts to die of a drug overdose.

I don't know if this gang is a temporary gathering or a premeditated beast, it is estimated that they were also a hegemon in the forest before, and it is definitely the overlord of the soil on their own territory, but when they come to the wasteland and storm bears, they become a rabble of scattered sand, and there are basically few who have been beaten.

The two bosses of their own camp, one of them was used as a whip by the Wasteland Storm, and he rolled all over the ground.

One was enraged by the Badland Bear, and was ridden to his body and strangled by his neck, pointing and hitting wherever he wanted.

This rabble is like a dead dog, hiding in Tibet, basically without the strength to dare to attack the violent bears again.

"Sad!" Alan repeated, "What a fucking path! ”

He suddenly felt like a bunch of big fat men with machetes in their hands, chasing a group of junior high school thugs to play with their lives!

Look at the giant tree again, no longer running back and forth, now lying on the ground, two paws sticking to his back, using it to grab the wasteland bear behind him.

The leading wasteland bear, strangled its neck and raised its foot, kicking the back of the giant tree's head with all his might, screaming as he did.

It seems to be kicking people while saying, "Grass, are you convinced?" Convincing or not? Kick you to death! ”