Chapter Thirty-Seven: Bloody Tactics - Mastiff Fighting!
Boom!
Yutian's right hand made a lightning shot, and slammed the ghost-faced mastiff that bit his neck, and he didn't have time to strangle it to death so he could only throw it indiscriminately, and the ghost-faced mastiff didn't even see how Yutian made a move, so he was thrown out and hit an ancient tree around him, and the poor young ancient tree was directly broken by the terrifying power.
At the same time, Yutian's body bowed, and he took a step back seemingly randomly, but with this seemingly random retreat, the other two ghost-faced mastiffs actually pounced, whether it was the thighs or the side waist, they did not receive the slightest damage.
"Roar!"
The two ghost-faced mastiffs roared angrily and pounced on Yutian again, and the one that had been thrown away by Yutian before also stood up slowly, shook its big head, stared at Yutian with blood-red eyes, and rushed towards Yutian.
Yutian knows that once this ghost-faced mastiff fights, it will definitely not die, as long as it does not die, it is you who will be entangled.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill"
Such a voice sounded in his heart again, Yutian stared at the ghost-faced mastiff running wildly, and did not pay attention to the two that were close at hand, his legs suddenly exerted force, and the whole person rushed out of the two ghost-faced mastiffs in a rampage from the sandwich of the two ghost-faced mastiffs.
One blow is exactly the attack strategy he adopts at this moment, and the ghost mastiff that he threw away before is undoubtedly the best choice.
"Roar!"
The ghost-faced mastiff that rushed to the ground instantly jumped up, opened its terrifying fangs, and pounced fiercely at Yutian.
Yutian still didn't stay, the speed did not decrease but increased, the ghost-faced mastiff came in the blink of an eye, Yutian saw the opportunity, the whole body bowed, and then rolled under the flying ghost-faced mastiff, just at the moment of the wrong body, Yutian shot.
He grabbed the tail of the ghost-faced mastiff, and the black and white martial qi suddenly surged to that arm, sensing the surging power coming from his right hand, Yutian couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, and then waved it fiercely.
The ghost-faced mastiff could never have imagined that this seemingly weak man was so ruthless, grabbing its tail and constantly smashing it to the ground.
"Bang!bang!bang......"
One by one, the ghost-faced mastiff was smashed to the ground again and again, but the waving right hand still had no intention of staying, like a machine swaying from side to side.
Blood sprayed all over the ground, Yutian didn't know that the ghost-faced mastiff in his hand had been cut off, his eyes were still black and white, and the evil voice in his heart was still ringing, he was like a demon now, but more like a zombie who had been hungry and thirsty for tens of thousands of years, and he was inexplicably excited when he saw the blood red in that place.
"Boom!"
The tail in his hand was broken at this time, and the ghost-faced mastiff was thrown out of the distance and smashed heavily on the ancient tree, fortunately this ancient tree was enough, otherwise it would be difficult to escape the fate of the ancient tree before.
"Roar!"
The other two finally woke up from their horror and saw their companion die tragically, their eyes almost dripping blood, and they let out a howl of rage before pounced on the sky again.
The killing intent behind him came, and Yutian turned around, an evil smile scraped on the corner of his mouth, shook off the severed ghost-faced mastiff tail in his hand, and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed.
The two ghost-faced mastiffs seemed to understand something at this moment, they didn't think about the ghost-faced mastiff that died tragically before, they flew up like the ghost-faced mastiff before, and rushed all the way, and the distance of ten meters was less than 10 seconds, and they arrived in front of Yutian.
He opened his fangs and bit down on Yuten's calf.
Yutian didn't even move, maybe he didn't have time to move in the eyes of the ghost-faced mastiff, but just when the two mouths were still a few centimeters away from touching Yutian, their targets were gone.
To be precise, when they were about to bite Yutian, Yutian's legs bounced hard, so their target disappeared, and because they were about to bite the target, the two ghost-faced mastiffs stared at Yutian's calves, and they didn't have time to react at all.
At this moment, the opportunity came, and the two ghost-faced mastiffs realized something and looked up together, but they saw only feet, two feet falling from the sky.
"Bang!"
The two ghost-faced mastiffs were trampled on the ground fiercely, and their heads were almost completely stepped on the ground, but you can imagine what kind of strength Yutian used, the ghost-faced mastiffs could not make a sound, but the limbs were constantly fighting, and there was no reason not to marvel at the strength of their vitality when they saw this scene.
The head is stuck in the ground, and he is not dead, such a strong degree is too far away, maybe only Stephen Chow in "Kung Fu" can have a fight.
Glancing down, the contemptuous eyes conveyed a strong killing intent, Yutian stepped on a ghost-faced mastiff with his left foot, and his right foot suddenly lifted from the head of another ghost-faced mastiff.
"Bang!"
The voice came, the limbs of the ghost-faced mastiff stopped fighting, and there was no sense of color on Yutian's face at all, and the right foot he stepped on did not let go, he still stepped on it stiffly, but his left foot was raised, and then he stepped on it fiercely.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
After repeating this, more than ten minutes passed, and I don't know how many feet he stepped on, only that the two pits had reached his knees, and he pulled out his legs only to see that there was nothing in the pit except a puddle of blood red mixed with a little milky white.
The heads of the two ghost-faced mastiffs were crushed by force, and their heads were in different places, and the two headless ghost-faced mastiff corpses on the ground looked particularly terrifying.
Yutian stood motionless next to the corpse, the black and white in his eyes were rapidly fading, and his reason reappeared, and when his eyes looked at the headless ghost-faced mastiff again, he couldn't help but gause, he knew that it was all from him.
Maybe it was because he was too hard just now, but at this moment, a feeling of weakness came to him, and Yutian actually fell straight down like this, falling asleep......
Seeing this scene, the three-winged blood eagle hovering in the sky quickly swooped down, and the huge legs stepped fiercely towards the ground, and Yutian's whole person was shocked by the powerful reaction force, and the three-winged blood eagle saw that the huge wings quickly stretched out and caught the falling Yutian.
When he slid down the sky onto his broad back, the three-winged blood eagle leaped up and flew in the direction of the ancestral soul.
In the sky above the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, a trace of blood red swept by at the speed of a meteor sliding, and it didn't take long for it to appear above the ink lake, beside the ancestral soul.
"This kid, I still can't control it!" Seeing the fainting Yutian, the ancestral soul couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, but there was no meaning to blame Yutian in his words, more of a helpless sigh.
He knew that it was definitely not easy to control the demonic nature, and after seeing Yutian's appearance, his evaluation of the demonic nature was a little deeper.
"Whew!"
The silver wolves didn't know when they also came to the edge of the ink lake with the wolves, they didn't dare to go down and could only roar on the shore, their voices full of anxiety and worry.
The next day, the sun was shining, the sky was extremely clear, Yutian couldn't help but squint slightly as soon as he opened his eyes, rubbed his eyes, and then stood up, and found himself on top of the ink lake, and the three-winged blood sculpture was also sitting beside him, he didn't think much about it, but he couldn't see that there was something strange in the ancestral soul's heart.
"Where did that guy go?" asked Yuten, speaking up.
"Roar!" the three-winged blood eagle roared, staring down at the ink lake.
Yu Tian followed the line of sight of the three-winged blood eagle, and only then did he find that the ink lake was rippling slightly, and then the head of the ancestral soul floated out.
Immediately after, the ancestral soul stood up, walked to Yutian's side, and said, "Why are you staring at me like this?"
Yutian's face was solemn, and he asked seriously, "Did you go down and see those eyes?"
"Eyes?" the ancestral soul thought for a moment, and then said, "Oh, you said that, of course I saw it, I just went down to see it!"
ps: In the new week, please recommend some flowers......