Chapter 25: Pit Goods

"Dandan, sure enough, I have it too!"

Xiang Feiyu suddenly understood, but being compared to the True Yanhu by the Sword Spirit of the Son of Heaven also made him smile bitterly.

When he turned his gaze to the True Yan Tiger Span, he was even more speechless!

Oh my God, the monkey picks peaches, and this peach is a little bigger!

Looking at the two "peaches" that are the size of a bowl, Xiang Feiyu only smiled helplessly, my small two hands, even if I want to, I can't pick them!

"You 'stupid monkey', tell you to pick peaches, can you only pick them by hand? You don't know how to use something else? I'm really angry with this sword spirit! ”

Repeatedly despised by a lifeless sword spirit, Xiang Feiyu was so embarrassed that his face became hot. However, he still had a harvest, seeing the stainless steel long sword in his hand, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a wonderful move was finally formed.

"One of the overlord fist tricks is unstoppable!"

Xiang Feiyu's fist move turned into a sword move, his sword was held with both hands, and his steps were stunned, like a cheetah rushing towards the True Yan Tiger, it was unexpectedly imposing, and the sand and stones on the ground were excited to fly extremely fast on both sides.

There was a hint of banter in Zhen Yanhu's eyes, from the Dao cultivation level, it was at least equivalent to the combat power of the third realm Dan stage, and Xiang Feiyu was in the Qi training period, with two great realms in between, and the two were not comparable at all. Even if it killed Xiang Feiyu with a casual pounce, it would also damage its prestige as the Tiger King.

Besides, although Xiang Feiyu is a martial arts double cultivator, it is very strange, and his combat power is half higher than that of the same realm, reaching an astonishing four thousand catties, but it is only equivalent to the strength of the second realm of martial arts cultivation.

However, it is already equivalent to the combat power of the fourth realm of martial arts cultivation, and there are two great realms in between. And between every two great realms, the difference in strength is simply ten times.

The True Flame Tiger King is furious!

If this little ant is killed, it can also give him a good time; Now, if he dares to provoke himself beyond his might, he will torture him to death!

"Roar!"

As soon as the True Yanhu roared, the ground suddenly shook, the air shot out, and the momentum was flying, and Xiang Feiyu was almost swept away!

Xiang Feiyu exclaimed a trace of vitality, stabilized the lower plate, and continued to rush towards this True Yan Tiger, as if he was about to make a desperate bet.

True Yanhu used the ground on all fours, and suddenly rose into the air, pressing towards the weak Xiang Feiyu like a small mountain.

Not to mention that Xiang Feiyu was killed by the tiger's claws, even if he was hit by the tiger's body at will, it is estimated that his tendons will be broken and fractured, turning into a puddle of rotten meat.

Zhen Yanhu's mouth cracked, and he actually smiled humanely! It could already foresee the ant about to be torn apart by itself, blood splattering, and a broken stomach. Thinking of this scene of abusing and killing the weak, I was really trembling with excitement!

It's not to eat that little fresh meat, it's mainly to maintain your dignity as the king of beasts!

Xiang Feiyu moved, his vitality was like a river, surging and running, and he successively performed two moves, whipping off the flow and moving forward.

I saw that his right leg slammed into the ground like an iron whip, and his body soared into the air quickly, but not at the tiger's head, but flew towards the back half of the true flame tiger's body.

Both of them couldn't change their positions in mid-air, Xiang Feiyu suddenly accelerated, and in a blink of an eye, he flew under the body of the True Yanhu, and the stainless steel long sword in his right hand stabbed at the two super "eggs" between the True Yanhu straddles.

The True Yanhu panicked, it wanted to transform, but it had nowhere to borrow its strength in the air, so it had to flick the two "balls" to meet the brilliant sword light!

Hum! This bastard is so hateful, he actually came up with such a bad trick, it is so immoral! When Lao Tzu is ready, he must be killed first, and then slowly humiliate his corpse! Zhenyan Tiger's eyes showed a fierce light, and he thought viciously.

"Poof!"

The two finally made contact, and although Zhenyanhu forcibly moved his body with the help of strong strength, after all, the movement distance was limited, and one of the "Dandan" still did not escape the fate of the sword kiss, and there was a sound of broken eggshells.

"Whew-"

After all, Zhenyanhu didn't have the trick of kicking the crotch gong, and his whole body was practiced hard as iron, but these two "eggs" were weak, and they were hit by this unspeakable blow, and they suddenly howled miserably and fell into the dust.

With the screams of the True Flame Tiger, streams of red and white liquid flew out from its straddles, floating in the air.

Two drops of liquid had to land on Xiang Feiyu's lips, and he instinctively stuck out his tongue and licked it. Hmm, is it raining? How can it rain on a clear sky?

Xiang Feiyu smacked his tongue twice, he felt that something was wrong, why did this liquid have a fishy smell? Oh, could it be the ...... in the "Dandan" of the True Yanhu?

"Ahh......h

When Xiang Feiyu came back to his senses, he immediately retched, his stomach turned over, and he almost vomited bile. However, he still smiled uncomfortably at the thought of his great achievement, but this smile was not flattering, it was even more ugly than crying.

Xiang Feiyu was in this ice and fire at the time of the two heavens, and it was rare that the Son of Heaven Sword Spirit did not come out to attack him, and took the initiative to spread the voice: "Boy, you are not a very waste, the monkey has finally succeeded in picking peaches." Come on, keep up the good work, and pick another 'peach' of this guy! Hey, hey, hey, hey,"

Seeing Xiang Feiyu's outstanding performance, the Son of Heaven Sword Spirit was even more confident, and encouraged with some cringe.

"Ugh!"

Xiang Feiyu was simply speechless to the extreme, is the advantage of my brother just manifested in the monkey picking peaches, and there is nothing else?!

He originally wanted to reason with the sword spirit, but was stopped by the movement made by the True Yan Tiger.

"Woo-hoo!"

Xiang Feiyu raised his eyes and saw that the True Yanhu was grasping the ground with four claws, opening his bloody mouth, and his eyes were shooting fierce light, eager to eat him alive.

"Suffered, Zhenyanhu has suffered a loss, this time I'm going to come to the real one! I...... What am I going to do? ”

The fourth-order spirit beast has not only learned to use its physical advantages to fight, but has also begun to understand its spiritual intelligence, it will definitely not repeat the mistakes of the past, expose its weaknesses, and will definitely destroy me with thunder means!

Xiang Feiyu's thoughts were spinning in an instant, and he couldn't find an effective way to resist for a while. As long as it can't hit the "egg" of the True Flame Tiger, there is no possibility of escaping, no matter which part of its body, even if it stands still and lets itself poke with a sword casually, it is estimated that even its defenses will not be able to break through.

Seeing that the True Yanhu was about to pounce and inflict an overwhelming devastating blow on himself, Xiang Feiyu was anxious, and couldn't help but scold: "Son of Heaven Sword Spirit, Lao Tzu has already exploded an 'egg', and the rest will be left to you!" If you still don't come out, just wait to die with Lao Tzu! ”

"Oh, boy, don't, don't, I don't have a body now, it's okay to help you heal, for a fourth-order spirit beast, it can't form an effective attack. I can only do my best to help you recover your depleted vitality, or you go monkey picking peaches! ”

The sword spirit didn't dare to laugh, and hurriedly explained the reason to Xiang Feiyu, and at the same time, he knew the sea and was generous, and a full of vitality was sent into his veins, making his strength return to the peak in an instant.

Belch! This sword spirit is really a pit thing!

Usually for the sake of face, it looks like a, as if there is nothing in the world that it can't handle, but now that the crisis is coming, and he is pretending to be cowardly, isn't this to send my brother to death?

Xiang Feiyu now only has a strength of more than 4,000 catties, while Zhenyanhu has at least 20,000 catties, compared to the two, it is the difference between a child and a big man.

Die and die!

Xiang Feiyu was ready to sacrifice, used all the strength of his body, raised his steel long sword, and pointed directly at the Zhenyan Tiger who was gradually approaching.