With Beamon's roar, the morning breeze bore the brunt, only to feel that a strong wind suddenly blew in the forest, blowing that it was difficult for people's eyes to open their eyes, that is, at this moment the morning breeze knew that the smell in the air before was actually from Beamon's heavy breathing between his mouth and nose.

"Be careful!"

Chenfeng roared, and hurriedly flashed to the side, not forgetting to remind the three people behind him, and as Chenfeng's body moved, the fist intent that had been accumulated with great difficulty disappeared in an instant, which was really more unreasonable than Meng's unreasonable rampage, which made people unable to resist.

"Boom!"

Beamon's blow missed, and his huge body slammed into the ground, breaking grass and debris for a while, except for Yao Ling'er, the three of them looked at this powerful blow and had palpitations, if this was a blow to the front, I was afraid that the bones would be smashed.

"Unbeatable!"

This is Morrowind's first thought after Beamon's move, the opponent is obviously not of the same magnitude as his side, but he can't fight, he can't run, Morrowind gradually sprouts despair in his heart, he has no time to think about anything else, and his mind gradually becomes blank.

On the other side, after Beamon's attack missed, he was obviously a little surprised, and he didn't expect that the four ant-like prey would be able to dodge his lightning strike.

"Hurry!"

Just when Beamon shook his head and was about to launch a second attack, Bai Zhuo made the first move, and after a deep drink, the white feather fan flew out in response, pointing directly at Beamon's huge head.

Looking at the feather fan that was speeding towards him, the corners of Beamon's mouth were slightly upturned, and the meaning of sarcasm was self-evident. It seems that Bai Zhuo's resistance at this moment has inspired some kind of perverted hobby.

The feather fan flew in front of Beamon, and it was about to be accurately pierced into Beamon's right eye, and the seemingly bulky Beamon grinned, raised his right arm to block it, and Morrowind and the others didn't even see how it lifted the arm that was about five meters long.

"Zheng!"

As if it had hit an iron plate, the feather fan made a crisp sound and changed direction, heading towards the jungle behind Beamon.

This scene made Bai Zhuo's heart tremble, the power of his feather fan, which he almost never leaves his hand on weekdays, may not be clear to others, but he knows it well, not to mention the flesh and blood of demon beasts and humans, even boulders, trees and the like, all of which will turn into powder under this blow, and the strength of Beamon's body can be seen.

Beamon didn't care about everyone's horror, but enjoyed the shock on Bai Zhuo's face very much, stretched out his scarlet long tongue and licked the corners of his mouth before heading towards Bai Zhuo again, the four sharp giant teeth in the bloody mouth flashed with a terrifying white light.

"Bang!"

With just one punch, Bai Zhuo flew upside down like a kite that had dropped its strings, and only stopped in front of a big tree surrounded by two or three people.

This time, Beamon's speed was even better than at the beginning, and in the eyes of Morrowind and the others, it was like teleportation.

"Ahem!"

Bai Zhuo leaned against the big tree, couldn't help coughing a few times, the corners of his mouth were already faintly bloodstained at the moment, this was still the result of his luck canceling out most of his strength, it was hard to imagine that if he hadn't dealt with it with great strength, he might have fallen to the ground at this moment.

"Sky Splitting Fist, up!"

Just when Beamon was about to take advantage of the victory to chase after Bai Zhuo and deal with Bai Zhuo first, the morning wind behind him finally made a move, and Bai Zhuo's folding fan blow was not completely useless, once again winning precious preparation time for the morning wind.

Beamon turned his head and saw Chenfeng's legs apart, his feet fighting one after the other, his hands into fists, his right fist raised above his head, the heart of his fist facing the sky, his left fist standing on his waist, the heart of his fist facing the ground, and the whole body was slightly bent, waiting for an opportunity to move like an arrow from a string.

It is the White Crane with the Splitting Sky Fist starting hand wings!

This is the first time that Morrowind has used the Sky Splitting Fist to face the enemy solemnly, although it has also been used in the jungle before, but most of them are taken out of context, and the use of moves is mostly spontaneous, and there is no rule at all, but at this moment it is a clear eye, and he does not dare to be sloppy in the slightest.

"Phew!"

Beamon snorted, turned around and headed straight for the morning breeze, his lantern-sized eyes flashing with a fierce light, as if he was choosing someone to devour.

"Bang bang bang!"

Morrowind knows that retreating means death, and only by fighting hard can there be a glimmer of life, so the fierce and death-defying and Beamon fought together, the speed of the two sides is very different, and the body shape is even more different, but it is precisely in this way that Morrowind has mysteriously dodged many of Beamon's fierce attacks.

The morning wind flickered and moved, and unleashed the Sky Splitting Fist from the beginning, and after discovering that his attack was silent even if it fell on Beamon, he began to dodge with all his heart, while carefully dodging this powerful attack of Beamon, while meditating on the way to break the game.

"I'm here to help you. ”

After the initial fright, Hu Ying watched Chenfeng and Beamon fight with each other, and finally came to her senses, stretched out her simple little hand and began to breathe luck, ready to help Chenfeng. Although her eyes were full of determination, her trembling little hands still revealed her not easy heart.

"Kitsune!"

Fox Yingjiao snorted, and two pink vitality rushed straight to Bimeng's huge head.

"Foxy?"

Although Morrowind struggled to support under Beamon's attack, he still deliberately observed the scene outside the battle, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled after hearing Fox Ying's coquettishness, thinking that it was the patriarch of the fox clan who came here, and only when he saw two pink vitality wrapped around Beamon's head did he react that it was actually Fox Ying's attack.

When the pink vitality wrapped around Beamon's head, Beamon appeared sluggish for a moment, and the offensive slowed down a lot in an instant, which made the morning breeze who was struggling to support a lot easier.

"Hurry up and attack the Killer Gate!"

Fox Ying shouted, her little face flushed, and her cheeks were covered with fine beads of sweat, obviously casting this fox charm technique that could make Beamon lose her mind instantly was also a huge drain for her.

"Onslaught!"

After being reminded by Hu Ying, Chenfeng reacted instantly, and at this time, he just hit the Sky Splitting Fist to the thirty-sixth form called Stone Breaking Sky Twitch.

The morning breeze jumped high, turned around in the air, and the whole person rushed straight towards Beamon's left foot like a green onion, and only when it was close to the ground did he throw a punch like a dragon, and his left and right fists smashed into Beamon's feet covered with fine hairs in no particular order.

"Ahh

After the fist fell, two sharp cries of pain came in no particular order, resounding through the forest.

Morrowind's fists were blurred with flesh and blood, and the white bones on his hands were faintly visible, and he was actually injured by Beamon's hair like steel needles under a blow.

Beamon howled in pain after being hit his left foot, that is, after receiving a solid blow from the morning wind, Beamon recovered from his distraction again. Staring at the scarlet eyes, looking indifferently at the four people in the field, the minions on the mouths and limbs grew a little longer, as if they were provoked, intending to end this game of cat and mouse.

"Be careful!"

Bai Zhuo looked at Beamon, who became angry, who didn't know that this beast was about to start to be ferocious, regardless of his own qi and blood, while reminding the morning breeze, he came towards the center of the battlefield again.

At this moment, Bai Zhuo completely put his life and death out of the way, he always remembered Bai Ze's entrustment about "assisting Chenfeng" before leaving, although he didn't understand his meaning, although there seemed to be a lot of quarrels with Chenfeng along the way, but Bai Zhuo kept this sentence in mind from beginning to end, and always practiced it, seeing that Chenfeng was in danger under Beamon, he seemed to have forgotten his identity as a qi practitioner, and rushed straight up without hesitation.

"Don't!"

Looking at Bai Zhuo, who had lost his mind, Chenfeng and Hu Ying exhaled at the same time, they didn't understand why Bai Zhuo, who was the most calm and calm in the daytime, was so reckless at this moment. This fearless collision is tantamount to a moth to a fire, and even worse.

Morrowind slapped the ground with both hands, and a carp turned over, ready to temporarily put aside the fight with Beamon, and stop the crazy Bai Zhuo first, but it backfired, where was Beamon, who was close to the rampage, willing to let go of the enemy who was close at hand, it waved its thick arms and smashed it fiercely at the Morning Wind standing on the ground, eager to slap the Morning Wind into meat foam.

Morrowind had to concentrate on coping, a flash and move, narrowly avoiding Beamon's violent swing, and that Beamon was obviously red-eyed, seeing that Morningwind dodged, without the slightest hesitation, he deceived himself again, Morrowind had no choice but to concentrate on coping, seeing that it was impossible to stop Bai Zhuo's moth from fighting the fire.

Morrowind couldn't help but close his eyes and shouted silently under Beamon's fierce attack.

The four people present, except for Yao Ling'er, who didn't know the depth, with the weak bodies of Hu Ying and Bai Zhuo, no matter their strength or speed, they were definitely not the enemies of Bimeng in close quarters, which was why Morrowind and Hu Ying prevented Bai Zhuo from participating in the battle.

"Bang!"

There was a dull sound in the room, and when the morning breeze opened its eyes, it saw an incredible scene. It was Hu Ying who rushed straight over, and when Bai Zhuo was about to enter within three meters of Beamon, he forcibly threw Bai Zhuo to the ground.

"Let's go!"

Chenfeng let out a loud shout and quickened the offensive in his hand, three meters was still not a safe distance, he wanted to buy precious time for the retreat of Hu Ying and Bai Zhuo.

"Phew!"

Beamon snorted again, as if sneering. Then, under the stunned gaze of Chenfeng, he let his heavy blow fall on his body, ignoring it, and turned towards Hu Ying and Bai Zhuo.

Morrowind's brain went blank in an instant, could it be that all of this was within Beamon's calculations? Beamon's seemingly angry attack just now was just acting? From the beginning, its primary targets were Hu Ying and Bai Zhuo, who were qi practitioners?

"Smack!"

The moment the morning wind lost his mind, there was a crisp sound in the field, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking. Beamon swung his tail like an iron rod and slammed it on the backs of Bai Zhuo and Hu Ying, who were trying to stay away from here.

Hu Ying and Bai Zhuo fell to the ground silently, blood sprayed like mist in their mouths, the look of fear on their faces was gradually replaced by pain, and even their eyes gradually lost their lustre.

"No!"

The morning breeze roared, and his eyes instantly turned red. Beamon ignored this, raised his right foot and stepped on it again.

When Beamon's right foot was about to fall on the two of them, Bai Zhuo suddenly turned his head like a flashback, and smiled brightly at the morning breeze behind Beamon, his eyes were clear, just like when he met in the secret realm of Brokeback Mountain, and said the sentence "Can I be with you?"

"Boom!"

The grass clippings were flying, and Beamon's foot finally fell, and he stepped firmly on Bai Zhuo and Huying's backs.

Morrowind looked at everything in front of him, Beamon's foot seemed to step on his heart, in his mind, destroying the last trace of his clarity and sanity, Morrowind's brain went blank in an instant, his eyes were crimson, his forehead was bruised, and his fists rattled.