Before the knife arrives, the gas comes first. When the village chief angrily slashed down, a crescent-shaped cyan knife that was one meter long and no more than half a foot wide, as thin as a cicada's wing, broke out of the long knife and shot at the red-eyed pig.

The moment he saw the cyan sword, the red-eyed pig immediately had cold hairs all over his body, and he quickly turned to face the village chief, and without hesitation, he gave up Brother Yu, who was about to reach his mouth.

The blade, which was no more than half a foot wide, made the red-eyed pig feel a great threat.

Although the village chief was thin and not tall, and his body was far inferior to Brother Yu, the animal instinct made the red-eyed pig feel great danger from the village chief, and this danger made him forget hatred, forget anger, and forget Brother Yu who had just shot him in the eye with an arrow.

As soon as the red-eyed pig turned around, the crescent-shaped blade slashed at the red-eyed pig's head.

As soon as the knife touched his head, the red-eyed pig immediately arched his body, opened his bloody mouth, and let out a terrible scream.

The knife cut into the head, like cutting paper, and cut the skin of the red-eyed pig.

After cutting through the thick pork skin, the knife continued to cut into it as if it were tofu.

In an instant, the knife cut the red-eyed pig's head with a wound one meter long, half an inch wide, and half a foot deep.

Although the red-eyed pig's skin knife is invulnerable, and it is difficult for a peak martial artist to break its skin and make it hurt a little bit, the village chief made a move, and the red-eyed pig was seriously injured with one sword.

After the head was slashed by the knife, bright red blood spurted out of the wound. There was a great pain from the wound, and the great pain made the red-eyed pig fierce, and it opened its mouth to blood, its eyes bloodshot, and let out a furious roar.

After roaring, the red-eyed pig bent its legs, aimed at the village chief, raised its fangs, and leaped.

Without wings, the red-eyed pig of more than 1,000 catties rushed towards the village chief who fell like a rocket.

As soon as the red-eyed pig flew up, the village chief's eyes were quick, and the long knife wrapped in the blue light slashed at the wound of the red-eyed pig that was cut by the knife.

The village chief's knife was more fierce, fiercer, and more ruthless than the knife just now. With a snort, like cutting meat, the long knife cut off passed through the freshly cut skin of the red-eyed pig, cut the fat, the bones, and cut into the red-eyed pig's head.

After the knife slashed into the head of the red-eyed pig, the village chief held the knife in both hands and dragged the long knife with force. With a bang, half of the red-eyed pig's head fell from its head and fell to the ground.

After half of his head was cut off, the red-eyed pig let out a desperate wail, and then his limbs went limp, and he fell from the air and fell to the ground motionless.

The village chief of the Edge Realm killed the red-eyed pig with a single sword.

When the red-eyed pig fell to the ground, the village chief twisted his waist in the air, his head went up, his feet went down, and he fell like a leaf and fell to the ground.

As soon as he landed on the ground, the village chief bent his legs and pressed a little harder on the ground, and then the whole person flew up like a bird and flew out towards the green grass outside the forest.

There was a battle here just now, the movement is not small, the iron horn sheep is timid by nature, and will run away as soon as there is a wind and grass, just now, such a big movement, the iron horn sheep is likely to be scared away.

Sure enough, as soon as he came to the outside of the forest, the village chief saw that when he ran nearby, the iron-horned sheep at the edge of the forest stopped there, and did not continue to run to the incense place.

After seeing the ironhorn sheep, the village chief didn't say a word, kicked his legs on the ground, and the whole person jumped high again and flew towards the ironhorn sheep.

As soon as he saw the village chief, several iron-horned sheep not far away immediately turned around and scattered into the distance.

The opening knife method, the second style, swept through the thousands of troops, and the village chief who was flying in the air saw the iron-horned sheep scattering away, and immediately held the knife in his right hand, from the top right to the left, and slashed obliquely at the iron-horned sheep in front of him.

The Ironhorn Sheep has a gentle temperament, only eats grass, does not eat meat, and basically does not attack people. But it was extremely fast to run, and ordinary Sharp Realm masters couldn't outrun it at all. Therefore, the village chief who was flying in the air had to strike in advance, and used the Heng Shaoqian army with the widest attack range, the largest number of attack groups, and a slightly weaker attack power in the mountain opening knife technique.

Sweeping through the thousands of armies and slashing down, three half-meter-long, thin crescent-shaped blades like cicada wings slashed towards the scattered iron-horned sheep like lightning.

"Ahh

With a "boom", the knife cut on the green grass cut the grass out of a pit three meters long, half a meter wide, and two meters deep.

Although the ironhorn sheep is extremely fast, it has no combat effectiveness in its own right, and its skin is far less thick than that of the red-eyed pig. When the knife slashed at the two ironhorn sheep, it immediately cut a wound on the ironhorn sheep that was more than one meter long and nearly one meter deep. The wound was so great that the Ironhorn Sheep was almost pierced through its body by the sword.

Although the ironhorn sheep that was almost pierced through the body by the knife did not die immediately, a large amount of blood immediately spurted out of the wound.

The two wounded iron-horned sheep ran forward in despair, and suddenly fell to the grass with a bang.

After slashing out the sword that swept through the thousand armies, the village chief who was flying in the air felt relieved, and the whole person fell to the ground easily like a bird.

Seeing the iron-horned sheep that had not been hit by the knife rushing towards the distance as if desperate, the village chief covered his mouth, used the long knife as a crutch, and slammed the pestle on the ground. His face was pale and he coughed vigorously.

Coughing and coughing, the village chief's face flushed unhealthily, his head was dizzy for a while, and he almost collapsed.

Splitting Huashan with force, crossing thousands of troops, two moves wiped out the few little spiritual energy in the sea of qi. The village chief, whose spiritual power was exhausted, was like an old man in his last years, weak and powerless, and he couldn't even stand steadily.

"Hey, if only my qi sea could be bigger...... After coughing better, the village chief smiled bitterly and said secretly.

After smiling bitterly, the village chief shouted loudly to Ye Huan, who was riding Ah Huang and chasing the red feather chicken everywhere in the distance, "Huan'er, come here." ”

Ye Huan is very hungry now, and his stomach hurts. When the people in the village were in the forest just now, the little Yuan Power that Ye Huan had cultivated was ruthlessly sucked clean by Lao Gong Acupoint.

After Yuan Li was sucked clean, Ye Huan was extremely hungry. Staring at the green grass with green eyes, I almost didn't learn to eat grass like an ironhorn sheep.

There is only one dog in the village, so it can't be eaten, and Ah Huang's strength is equivalent to the peak martial artist of the human race, and he will definitely not be able to defeat it alone. The grass can't be eaten, Ah Huang can't eat it, there is no way, Ye Huan has no choice but to ride Ah Huang to chase the red feather chicken everywhere.

Ye Huan longed to catch a red feather chicken, and then fill his stomach so that he was not so hungry.

After hearing the village chief's call, Ye Huan stopped, looked at the red feathered chicken not far from the sky in front of him and secretly swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

Forget it, the village chief called me, so I had to go back......

Ye Huan patted Ah Huang under him. Ah Huang comprehended, turned around and drove Ye Huan towards the village chief. After a while, he came to the village chief's side.

"Huan'er, I have to go back to the forest, those two iron-horned sheep," the village chief pointed to the iron-horned sheep that fell to the ground and was still struggling to breathe, and said to Ye Huan, "You take Ah Huang to guard by the side, don't let the beast take it away." ”

"Okay. Looking at the iron-horned sheep on the ground, Ye Huan licked his lips, and his eyes immediately couldn't leave.

The meat of the iron horn lamb is fresh and tender, its meat tastes a faint fragrance of wild grass, the taste is very good, the meat is so delicious and the blood must be very delicious, and so much blood puffs down, if you don't drink it, it will be wasted......