The sand and stones fluttered in the churning of the four black hooves of the Linhua Beast. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sound of the wind is like an ensemble, whistling and rolling.

It was mixed with the already angry roar of the Linhua Beast, and the small amount of saliva in its mouth also splashed in this anger.

Under such a momentum, it was the terrifying speed and power of the Linhua Beast that completely erupted.

The speed that was originally the most unsatisfactory for Lin Meng has become a joke, and as for the strength, it is much more than Lin Meng.

A fierce wind that was difficult to breathe came overwhelmingly, and Lin Meng was short of breath and his chest was tight.

Lin Meng posed for the three physical techniques, as the only defensive trick he mastered in the physical arts, Lin Meng had always been very confident in him, but this confidence had an end after all.

The momentum of the Linhua Beast's rushing attack made his confidence gradually dissipate, and the thought of being ready to resist before dissipated, and his body flashed and prepared to dodge.

It's just that the Linhua Beast, whose eyes had turned into cold, saw Lin Meng's movements, but let out a low roar of contempt, and the body that had already jumped in the air actually deflected unexpectedly at this time, and pounced directly in the direction of Lin Meng's dodge.

At the same time, a terrifying roar belonging to the fourth-order demon beast burst out from the mouth of the Linhua beast, and then it slammed at Lin Meng like the claws of four sharp knives.

At this time, Lin Meng was already unable to dodge, and the three physical techniques had to be set up again.

But as Lin Meng expected, although the three physical techniques were excellent defensive moves, compared to the fourth order, Lin Meng's strength was far apart, and before he could resist, Lin Meng was slapped in the chest by Lin Hua Hu Sou angrily.

The chest suddenly concave with the attack of the claws, although it bounced up again, but a strong blood qi was used in the upper mouth and nose, and at the same time, the sharp claws pierced through Lin Meng's regular combat uniform, deeply pierced his shoulder, and the bones were deeply visible.

Lin Meng was in pain, let out a low sigh, his body did not dare to pause at all, and retreated directly.

The wasteland beneath his feet quickly retreated.

However, the Linhua Beast's anger did not subside, a claw successfully injured Lin Meng's shoulder, and a trace of excitement and tyranny flashed in the eyes of the Linhua Beast, and at the same time, the tail like a steel whip flicked up, splitting its head and covering its face in front of it.

At this time, the speed of the Linhua Beast had already surpassed Lin Meng, and Lin Meng tried his best to retreat, but he still couldn't shake off its step-by-step approach, and because of his speed, he couldn't dodge its huge whip at all.

Lin Meng held his shoulders in front of him in pain and crossed his arms, but when the tail under the skin was about to touch Lin Meng's body, it suddenly turned into a sweep, Lin Meng couldn't change his move, and this whip was directly pumped on his body without reservation.

"Smack!"

The sound was loud and crisp, the speed was clean and neat, Lin Meng was whipped by this whip, and three or four ribs were directly cracked under this whip.

Lin Meng suddenly became angry, and his originally solid and backward footsteps suddenly staggered, and one fell unsteadily, fell to the ground, plopped, and splashed a piece of dust.

But Lin Meng, who landed on the ground, did not dare to pause, and rolled backwards violently.

And where he originally fell to the ground, it was the Linhua Beast that whipped out again, and with a snap, a deep mark suddenly appeared in the wasteland.

Lin Meng rolled and grunted for a long time, until Lin Meng's speed slowed down, he slammed his hands on the ground and stood up neatly.

The injury to his shoulder was still there, and the blood was flowing and soaked his combat uniform, which was uncomfortable, and the ribs were cracked, although it was not a big problem for the time being, but it also made Lin Meng's breathing a little difficult.

Sweat rolled down his forehead, Lin Meng was short of breath, his throat was sore like fire, blood kept pouring up, and he was pressed down by him, and his eyes were nailed to the Linhua Beast at this time, and the Manifestation Eye opened, and he was surprised to find that the strength of the Linhua Beast had reached 35 equals, and the speed had reached 23, far exceeding his data.

Moreover, demon beasts usually have a more powerful recovery ability than humans, and Lin Meng noticed the wound he had left on the Linhua beast earlier, and he was bleeding at this time.

Looking at the Qi and Blood of the Linhua Beast, as if the previous injury had not affected it in any way, it was actually very vigorous.

The vigorous qi and blood usually represent the strength of the demon beast.

It can be said that from various angles, Lin Meng was at a disadvantage in this battle of unequal ranks.

Of course, Lin Meng knew his own situation, and he was not surprised by this, he was a person who would not despise any opponent, not to mention that this opponent was still a fourth-order, so he had already prepared for a bitter battle.

At this time, he looked at the Linhua Beast in front of him calmly and firmly, the dagger was held straight across his chest, and the wound on his shoulder that was deep and visible made his face appear painful from time to time, but his hand never shook in the slightest from beginning to end.

And the footsteps, and never hesitated, with a slight twist of the foot, the body was like a sharp arrow, rushing forward again.

All the way forward.

The previous killing look appeared on Lin Meng's face again, and the originally surging heart tended to calm down abnormally.

As his heart slowed, his gaze became more and more cold and unforgiving.

Horizontal knives.

At the same time, I meditated in my heart:

Kill!

......

......

The sun rises in the east until it hangs over the dome.

The scorching sun reflected the whole wasteland very hot, it was already autumn, but there was no meaning of autumn high and cool.

The wind blew through the vast wasteland here and there, and there was a hidden whimper, like the cry of death.

Even though there are countless demon beasts, the normalcy of the wasteland is still quiet.

Quiet to death.

Someone once calculated that the once seven continental plates have now merged into one, and the area has increased a lot instead of decreasing compared to before.

However, at this time, in the eastern corner of this vast wasteland, which covers most of the earth's area, there are a man and a beast, facing each other.

I don't know how long this man and beast have been fighting, but looking at their rapid breathing at this time, as well as the strength that is obviously a little reluctant to support their bodies, they have reached the limit.

Looking at it, it was Lin Meng and Lin Hua Beast who had fought before.

But unlike before, from early morning until noon, the two sides did not know how many times they rubbed shoulders with death.

At this time, Lin Meng, not only the initial shoulder injury, I don't know what kind of battle he experienced, at this time, he was covered in blood, mottled and scarred body surface, and he could hardly find any intact.

The right arm was visibly deformed, and the left leg had a deep bony wound across it.

But looking at his opponent Lin Hua Beast, he was not much better than him.

Obviously, his strength was much greater than Lin Meng's, but his injuries did not decrease at all, the deep holes left by the daggers on his body appeared one after another, his hind legs were completely pierced, and the scales that were originally attached to his body were already broken.

Although the core is still intact, it has paid a great price for it, and the blood has stopped flowing because the amount of blood lost is enormous. The blood qi on its body is no longer vigorous, like a pot of charcoal fire that is burning vigorously, and now there are only a few flames left.

Looking at the two of them at the same time, how can the word embarrassment be described?

This battle, which has no bystanders to watch, but is a matter of life and death, is obviously extremely tragic!