Lu Kongkong had already prepared, and as soon as his hand was raised, several rosemary pills fell to the ground, oozing a strong smell of grass, and the nearby armored foxes let out a miserable scream at the same time, their eyes closed, and they jumped to greet their enemies with their sharp front paws. Lin Lu was targeted by a hundred-year-old male fox, its movements were agile, its figure was fast, Lin Lu was not its opponent at all, and after a while, his body was full of bloody claw marks.

Lu Kongkong just used the back of the knife to slap a nail fox over, and the corner of his eye was aimed at Lin Lu's face was scratched a few deep cuts, he was furious, put away the big knife, took out a long whip from his waist, and waved it hard, the armor fox that scratched Lin Lu screamed from mid-air, fell down, and couldn't move.

Lin Lu made up for it, took the opportunity to run behind Lu Kongkong, leaned on his back and said, "I'm fine, thank you Brother Kongkong" Lu Kongkong said "um", Lin Lu was the first time he brought it out to practice, if something happened, his father Captain Lin Wu probably wouldn't let him go, even if he brought the injury back, his wife had to drown him with tears, no matter what, he had to protect him.

After Lu Kongkong changed the long whip, his combat power soared, and he was killed in all directions, and soon the armored fox was wiped out by everyone. Lin Le was also slightly injured, and he didn't want to move when he sat down, so he lost his strength. The armored fox is not big, the body is sensitive, although the force value is not high, but it is difficult to clean up, and everyone has just fought with the clouded leopard, and now they are more or less injured, so they all sit down on the spot and rest and heal.

Lu Kongkong casually bandaged a few scratches on his arm, and looked around to see if there was a dead armored fox, this creature is cunning by nature, and it is particularly grudgeful, let go of one, it is possible that it will be harassed until it is killed, if you let your guard down, it is easy to fall for its illusion, so you must make sure that the armored fox you encounter is dead.

Lu Yan, who was resting against a big rock, was Lu Kongkong's cousin, he liked to study the living habits and ethnic characteristics of various creatures, and felt strange about the group of armored foxes gathered in front of him, so he beckoned Lu Kongkong to come over and said, "We have inspected so many places, and we rarely see groups of armored foxes, which is a bit abnormal"

Lu Kongkong is also wondering about this, it stands to reason that there should not be such a large group of armored foxes, and among the century-old male armored foxes, there has always been a king without a king, there are no less than ten here, and they also show a happy cooperation, which is very suspicious.

For the sake of prudence, Lu Kongkong decided to let everyone scatter around, probe the surrounding situation, stay in this bloody place, and don't know if it will attract other creatures over, while slowly probing, you can also breathe a sigh of relief. Lin Le didn't even have time to cut off one fox skin, so he was pulled away by Lu Yan, and while walking, he shouted unwillingly, "I'll cut 2, hey...... You let go."

Lu Kongkong took the most seriously injured forest road and headed northeast. He had barely walked a few miles when he heard the sound of a fight and the screams of wild beasts in front of him. He quickened his pace and got closer to find that about twenty or thirty carapace foxes were attacking around three large canines.

"Is that our guard?" Lin Lu looked at the three large canines curiously behind him. "Well, it should be" Lu Kongkong saw that the three boundary guards were surrounded by armored foxes in the middle, bound and unable to perform, and felt strange, if they were generally specially cultivated as boundary guards, their combat effectiveness should not be so weak!

At this time, one of the black-furred realm guards was scratched by the armored fox on his back a few times, and turned around in pain, revealing a figure in the middle. It was a young woman of about twenty years old, dressed in a blue dress, half-kneeling on the ground, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, the tip of the sword against the ground, and the other hand covering the arm holding the sword, blood flowed from her fingers, too far away to see her face clearly, but Lu Kongkong could feel that she was weak.