The sun is gradually entering its twilight years, and it is about to go down, on the edge of the stream of Yanzi Mountain, Ye Feng stared at the black shadow in the woods opposite, "What is that?" Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a few moments, the shadow finally ran out of the woods, exposed to the faint sunlight cast between the leaves, and it was a wild boar.

Ye Feng saw that the wild boar was covered in gray-black hair, a thick pig head, a pair of fangs more than half a foot long, a swarthy snout similar to a cone, and sparse needle hairs in the ears, which made people shudder when they looked at it.

Although its limbs looked short, it was strong and powerful, and it stepped into one small pit after another in the ground, and it was a fierce beast.

"Level 3 Beast Fanged Boar!".

Ye Feng was amazed in his heart! He began to hesitate in his heart: "The fanged mountain boar is a third-level beast, and it is the best of the third-level beasts, it has a lot of strength, and its pair of fangs are hard and thick, and if you don't pay attention, you will pierce people through the bottom."

"Do I want to use it as a sparring partner, but it has experienced the laws of the jungle since it was born and fell to the ground, and the mid-level beasts that survived, even the martial artists who quenched the triple body saw it, and a single person did not dare to provoke it easily, and he escaped without many pieces. ”。

"It's not wise for me to face him now, and I'm only getting to the second level of quenching, although my strength is about 300 kilograms, but it is comparable to the fanged boar, no, to be precise, it's a lot weaker than it, and after all, I have less combat experience, and I haven't experienced actual combat, how can I shoot easily! Isn't it looking for death? I can't do this!".

Ye Feng thought about it in his heart for a long time, he looked at the identity ring in his hand again, and knew that it was more than five o'clock in the afternoon, and when he looked up and saw that the sun was about to set, he was also anxious at this time.

After the sun sets, the fierce beasts in the mountains will come out to look for food, that time is the most dangerous time in Swallow Mountain, he does not plan to stay in Swallow Mountain at night, who knows if he will see the sun tomorrow.

The fanged boar had already reached the edge of the stream at this time, and looked left and right to see that there was no danger, so he lowered his head and drank the sweet water of the mountain stream, until he did not find the leaf wind hidden behind the tree on the other side of the stream.

Ye Feng's heart became more and more anxious, looking at the sun that was about to set, he knew that the opportunity was rare: "I will fight with Scar Saburo tomorrow, they are even more ferocious than this fanged boar, if I don't even have the courage to make a move in front of the fanged boar in front of me, let alone Scar Saburo?"

"No matter, the brave wins when they meet on the narrow road, they will fight tomorrow, I can't lose, now I will weigh myself with the fanged boar, if I don't even dare to fight this fanged boar, tomorrow's battle might as well run away?"

"Fight!".

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, and finally made up his mind, ready to do it, in this ideological struggle, he understood that the path of a martial artist must move forward bravely, even if there is a danger of death in front of him, he must dare to face it, for him, this is a self-challenge.

What's more, what is in front of him now is only a third-level fierce beast, and he has a gravel fist that has been cultivated to the perfect realm, and the improvement of combat effectiveness is no worse than the combat martial arts of ordinary people, and he will not necessarily lose if he fights to the death.

Ye Feng made up his mind and did not hesitate, he was ready to do it.

Ye Feng knew that although the beast looked relaxed when it drank water, it seemed to be the best opportunity for a sneak attack, but he understood that that kind of thinking was naïve.

After the baptism of nature, the beasts are cautious even when drinking water, maybe one of them will lose their lives and become the food of other beasts, how can they be careless?

Ye Feng observed carefully, his eyesight was excellent under the strengthening of his divine thoughts, and with the almost supernatural vision of the 'little clairvoyance', Ye Feng could clearly see the two ears of the fanged wild boar on the other side of the creek slightly raised back.

"Are you listening to what's going on behind you?".

Ye Feng guessed based on this, "The fanged boar has paid attention to its back, it seems that it is afraid of danger behind it, after all, the stream in front of it is only more than a foot deep, and there is no danger underwater."

Ye Feng was preparing to sneak attack, and he was preparing to sneak attack from the front of the wild boar.

For a beast like a wild boar, Ye Feng has seen many martial artists depict its weaknesses in the Martial Arts Forum of the Quenching Realm, one of which is that the wild boar's eyesight is not good, generally speaking, the wild boar can only see part of the area in front of the nose, and the rest of the place is the blind spot of its vision, which can be used by Ye Feng.

Taking this opportunity, Ye Feng controlled himself carefully and slowly walked out of the woods, it was difficult to walk, he gradually came to the stream, without making the slightest movement, looking at the creek that was only about three meters wide, and at this time, the fanged mountain boar was less than four meters away from him.

Ye Feng knew that he couldn't go any further, otherwise he would alarm the fanged boar, he half-squatted at his waist, ready to mobilize the strength of his whole body to rush over in an instant, and directly used the "Gravel Fist" to kill the wild boar with one punch and solve the battle.

With a whoosh, Ye Feng kicked out, and the huge force stepped out of a small pit on the ground, and he sprang out a figure and headed towards the fanged mountain boar.

Ye Feng kicked the ground while swinging the stance of "Gravel Fist" to attack the fanged boar, seeing that his sandbag-sized fist was about to hit the fanged boar's head, causing it to splatter blood on the spot.

If a timid person saw it at this time, he would definitely scream in fright.

At this moment, it was beyond Ye Feng's expectations, the fanged boar heard the sound of water splashing from Ye Feng's rush, and as soon as it looked up and saw that there was an enemy attacking, it suddenly retreated to the left, which was the reason for its physiological structure, and it could not retreat.

With a bang, a dull sound of fist impact sounded, and Ye Feng's fist hit the back of the neck of the fanged boar, because the fanged boar dodged away, Ye Feng's fist was not completely solid, but only rubbed the flesh of the fanged boar, and did not give the fanged boar a substantial blow.

"It's bad!" Ye Feng secretly screamed when he saw that the fist was not in the center, and if the sneak attack missed, what was ushered in was the fierce revenge of the fanged boar.

Hum hum hum ....

The wild boar let out a scream, and took this opportunity not to retreat, but instead buried its head and raised its fangs to hit Ye Feng, preparing to pierce Ye Feng through the bottom, which showed the ferocity and terrifyingness of the third-level beast.

At this critical juncture, at the critical moment, Ye Feng just withdrew his fist, unable to dodge, and in a hurry he had to grab a pair of fangs of the wild boar with both hands, wanting to block the pair of fangs of the fanged boar, which was his subconscious instinct.

In this emergency situation, Ye Feng's spirit was highly concentrated, and the goddess of luck favored him, Ye Feng immediately held the pair of fangs of the fanged boar, but his body had just attacked the fanged boar, and now he was facing the fanged boar, his strength was awkward, and he couldn't exert his strength with all his strength.

Touch.....

The fanged boar rushed with all his might, as if to avenge Ye Feng's punch just now, Ye Feng only felt a strong impact on his hands, and then spread to his body, shaking his internal organs and trembling.

The huge impact of the fanged boar knocked Ye Feng into the stream more than a foot deep, splashing the water all over the sky, and finally stabilized his body when his feet were against a stone in the water.

At this time, Ye Feng felt the blood in his body surging, and spit out a mouthful of hot blood, poof... , which flowed into the water and stained the stream red.

Ye Feng sighed in his heart: "The third-level beast is really not easy to mess with, but now that I am right, although I am not its opponent, I can't grow the ambition of this fanged boar and destroy my own prestige!

I only heard Ye Feng shouting: "Pour it for me....!".

I saw that Ye Feng and his opponent who were holding the fanged boar tightly suddenly made a sudden force, staggered up and down, left and right, and with a force of more than 300 kilograms, he suddenly knocked the boar into the water, poof, hum, and the fanged boar also made a constant hissing sound, resisting.

The cool stream water kept splashing on Ye Feng's face, Ye Feng couldn't wipe it off, and his heart lit up: "Water?"

Ye Feng saw that the stream was suddenly born out of his heart, and when he saw that it was shining, he saw that he suddenly pressed the head of the mountain boar into the water with all his strength, "Look at me drowning you beast alive!", this can be described as a good strategy for adapting measures to local conditions.

But is the fanged boar willing to be crushed to death?

(To be continued)