"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!" ......

One punch, one punch, another punch......

Throw a punch with all your might, and then drag your tired body to use your body and mental calculations to avoid delaying time, and wait for the martial energy of the warrior's heart to come over, and then punch, delay, and punch again......

After such a cycle, Wang Chen found that the efficiency was surprisingly high.

Practical is not as easy to use, a trick is fresh, eat all over the world.

Compared with those bells and whistles of combat methods, this set is surprisingly easy to use.

It is true that Wang Chen himself admits that this is very stupid. But stupidity also has the benefit of stupidity, at least the feeling of killing a wild bull with one punch is very cool!

"Ora!"

"Ora!"

"Euler ......"

Euler's voice was endless. It's not a continuous Euler, but it also has a bit of what he meant when he called this punch Ora.

Kill a cow with one punch, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Half an hour passed, and he punched three corrugated cows.

Half an hour passed, and three more corrugated cows became the souls of his fists.

At this moment, Fang Cai, who was still worried about his cold wind, shouted directly: "That thief, don't rob the monster!"

In the midst of dodging, Wang Chen glanced at him with slanted eyes and replied to him with two words: "Hehe." ”

Cold Wind: "......"

"Ora!"

"Bang!"

The hand rose and fell, and another corrugated cow died violently.

At this point, there have been seven fists of the Ripple Cow that have died under his fist. And at this time, the martial energy stored in the warrior's heart was finally used up.

However, Wang Chen did not panic at all. The martial energy in the heart of the warrior is exhausted, and there are still pills to rely on.

When he came, he was well prepared. There is nothing else, but there are many pills. And for other people, the recovery pill can't be too much, too much will cause indigestion, the first one still has a miraculous effect, the second one is lacking in effect, and the third one may be completely useless, he is different, he has a recipe for ten thousand lives. Relying on the terrifying digestion ability of Wanshengjue, let alone three, he can also digest it all if he comes to three more.

Slow is a little slower, after all, it still has to be digested, and the transformation of this level is definitely not as fast as the direct supply of martial qi from the heart of a warrior, but it also gives Wang Chen the confidence to continue to fight. At least fight for consumption, he is not afraid.

And on the side of the cold wind, the ghost has already screamed again: "Lao Wang, you can't keep your promises!

Seven punches killed seven heads, twenty-four corrugated cows, and directly killed thirty percent, which is simply a corrugated cow butcher.

On the other hand, on his side, not only did he not kill his head, but he also injured himself.

It's okay to say that one person and half are half, which is not good.

With a wolf-level mission reward of 100,000 battle points, if he can't even eat a third of the meat, he will cry!

Wang Chen glanced at him again: Hehe, now I know that half of the person is too late!

With a snort, Wang Chen punched again: "Ora!"

"Boom!"

"No!!"

A rippled cow fell again, but the cold wind screamed even more miserable than the rippled cow: "Master! You are my uncle! Please, after eating the meat, give me a mouthful of soup to drink, what a small 100,000 battle point task, my ranking upgrade depends on it!"

Martial God Ranking point rules, battle points, combat power increase, trial tower level. The increase in combat power and the level of the trial tower are just a multiplication, and the battle point is the base. Without a base, no matter how high the multiplier is, it is useless. And this corrugated herd task, but it took him a lot of time to pick and choose among a bunch of tasks to find out, and it is not easy to find this kind of task with moderate difficulty and high cost performance. Moreover, this is a task for a twenty-day cycle. The ranking of the Little Martial God List is updated every month, and if he misses these twenty days, he basically misses this month. The time of the Bloodshed Camp is the most precious thing, and it is easy to waste. So if these twenty days are wasted and nothing is gained, the cold wind will really go crazy.

"Hehe, now you know who your father is?" Wang Chen pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a joking smile: "Do you dare to argue with me again and threaten to rob me of the monster?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, you're the boss, you have the final say!" Han Feng shook his head decisively.

"Do you dare to talk back to me, I said one sentence and you still have three sentences?"

“...... No, you say a word in the future, I'll listen to it, you boss, you have the final say, as long as our mission goal is half a point, you don't rob me to blame ......"

"So now tell me, who's Daddy?"

“......”

"Huh?"

Wang Chen squinted at him, his eyes playful.

“...... Don't deceive people too much!" The cold wind roared decisively, and his eyes were red.

Wang Chen laughed: "Hahahahaha, let you be special with me!

"I'll help you sweep the formation! Solve it quickly! Don't blame me for helping you solve the twelve heads that can't kill you in half an hour!"

"I don't need you!"

was looked down upon by Wang Chen like this, and Han Feng was also a little annoyed.

It just so happened that his blood yang trick was gaining momentum, and he was almost accumulated. With a silver halberd in hand, he became more and more courageous, and the battle with the corrugated herd did not consume his martial power, but was like an oven with firewood, burning more and more.

Seeing that Wang Chenyou Youzai was entangled with seven or eight rippled cows with his subtle level of body technique, while looking at his side with a good waiting, the cold storm roared, the silver halberd bathed in blood, and then rose by three points, directly like a halberd, sweeping the world.

"Boom!!"

A huge sonic boom that sets off a sonic wave.

"Bang", the body of a corrugated cow was swept in, and suddenly the copper-skinned body of the cow trembled directly, and the next moment, an extremely miserable scream of pain was heard, and the cow was bleeding, but it was seriously injured on the spot.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The corrugated oxen that stepped on the hooves were swept away.

The halberd of the cold wind definitely has the strength of the peak level of a martial artist. That is, these corrugated cows, with rough skin and thick meat, and extremely strong bones, change the martial artists of the human race, let alone a group, and if they are doubled, they will be swept up by him on the spot. The herd was only swept away, slightly injured, and skeptly rose from the water, which exploded again when it landed. However, Cold Wind can entangle with these animals for so long, in addition to strength, his body skills are not bad.

Maybe he didn't reach Wang Chen's subtle level, but it was easy to deal with these stupid brute bulls.

Compared with Wang Chen's coquettishness and treachery, his body is wide open and closed, with a strong bloody aura of the battlefield. The effect was very good, and he coped with the siege of the four corrugated oxen at the same time, and occasionally he was hit, and was also defused by the armor he was wearing.

If it was expected, it was the same style of Ming Ling Battle Armor as Wang Chen, and compared to Wang Chen, he seemed to be more advanced, because he was hit, he could barely maintain his figure, and then the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and quickly launched a counterattack.

Even when his blood wind thirteen blows were charged, he swung out a halberd violently, and the vast force burst the air, like a blood-silver lightning flashing in the void, and the next moment, a corrugated cow with a cow body on its head, and a halberd was split.

"Just ask you who else is the hell!"

The cold wind laughed, and there was a kind of overlord pulling out the mountain and covering the world, and he was so crazy that he couldn't do it.

Wang Chen pouted: "It's just one head, laughing at a fart." ”

The cold wind laughed abruptly.

His face darkened before he could say anything, but he heard Wang Chen say again: "It's slippery, there are already fierce beasts that have heard the movement and rushed here!"