Chapter 5: The Fourteen Mountains Whirlwind
The wind whistled up the sand and howled, and the Wild Thirteen stood up in the storm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The wound on the right shoulder of his back was still bleeding, and as he gripped his back teeth, the wound was cracked more and more by the force, and then the blood flowed more violently.
Wild Thirteen bowed slightly, and let out a low roar in his throat, and the wind and sand in the sky made it impossible for him to find the trail of the blue-striped tiger hiding around.
"Buzz ......"
A sharp and piercing cracking sound sounded, and a wind blade pierced the wind curtain and shot towards the Wild Thirteen in the middle of the storm.
The back teeth were immediately thrown out like lightning, shattering the flying cyan wind blade with a single blow, and the wound on the right shoulder also splattered a blood mist due to the pulling force, and Wild Thirteen's face immediately turned a little paler.
Arasan looked up in the direction where the wind blade was flying, but there was only gray and yellow wind and sand in front of him, and he still couldn't find any trace of the enemy.
Compared to the blue-veined tiger whose head was smashed by him just now, this blue-veined tiger hiding behind the storm is somehow much stronger.
The wind grew stronger and stronger, passing through the rocks and trees, making the sound of ghosts crying and howling, and the endless anger in the storm made people's hearts tremble.
But Arajusan smiled.
That's right...... This is a bit like coming out of the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountain!
If it is as weak as the blue-veined tiger before, how boring this great barren mountain that stretches for hundreds of millions of miles!
"Are you angry? Are you trying to kill me? Is that piece of waste I killed just now your kin?"
Arasan roared into the depths of the storm, knowing that the other party would be able to hear and understand what he meant, because the storm was a little faster.
"Hum... Airplanes... Hum..."
The sharp and piercing sound of cracking came again, like plucking the strings in a storm, but the murderous aura in this rhythm was too awe-inspiring.
Countless cyan wind blades whistled along the trajectory of the storm, cutting through the curves in the wind, shooting at the most tricky angles towards Arajussan.
Wild Thirteen's eyebrows opened like a sword, and he roared, and the back tooth in his hand turned into a blood-patterned black dragon again, covering a black curtain in front of him, and the flying wind blade was instantly shattered by the back tooth.
Dancing against the teeth and constantly flying in position, sometimes like a cheetah fluttering, sometimes like a spirit ape climbing the wall, and like a roc spreading its wings, rising in the wind.
The fighting method that the Wild Thirteen learned from the thousands of fierce beasts in the Great Wilderness Mountain showed it to the fullest, quickly dodging the dense wind blades, the back teeth in his hands rolled up like a long dragon, and after a series of golden stone sounds, countless wind blades were shattered by it.
The storm was still howling, and countless sharp wind blades continued to roll out of the wind, and all the large stones and giant trees in this woodland had been slashed to pieces by the wind blades.
The mountains and forests had become empty, and all the shelter suitable for shelter had been flattened by the Wind Blade, so that the place where the Wild Thirteen could toss and turn became smaller and smaller, and it was not long before he was completely exposed to the storm.
Because there was nothing to shelter, the wind was getting stronger and stronger. The space here was like a giant meat grinder, and Arajusan swung his back teeth to block the oncoming wind blade, but his right arm was exposed to the storm.
Moment.... Even in the blink of an eye, he had several scars on his right arm slashed by the Wind Blade.
Once the line was broken by the wind blade, his tight defense just now slowly collapsed in an instant, and the wind blade continued to flash the back teeth in his hand, cutting blood marks on his body.
"Ah......h
Arajusan roared in pain, and fell to his knees weakly, and the wind blade in the storm stopped firing in time.
It seems that the enemy did not want him to die so easily.
At this time, Wild Thirteen's body was covered with deep or shallow scars, especially the right arm that was clutching the back teeth, and the flesh was almost blurred.
There was a pungent smell of blood from the back teeth, which was the only problem with the back teeth all along, but the difference was that the back teeth were once stained with the blood of the enemy, but at this time it was his.
This made him feel that his blood was not much different from thousands of fierce beasts, and it still smelled pungent and unpleasant.
Looking at the wind curtain in front of him, there was no longer a sharp wind blade shooting out of it, and a thick look of disappointment flashed on Arajusan face.
It's just a little bit of a stretch.... I'm almost going to get into that transcendent state.... What a shame......
That's right, Wild Thirteen has visited the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountain many times and lost.... Also won... If you don't have a hole card on your body, how can you retreat from the depths of the dangerous Great Barren Mountain?
And he's won before, and he doesn't know once.
It's just that the hole cards he holds are a little disobedient, and he hasn't found the right way to open them until now.
Now he only has one less reliable method, and that is to fight.... And it must be a high-quality battle that walks on the edge of life and death.
Just now, he already felt that he was about to open, but alas.... The imminent threat of death has disappeared.
Arasan stood there trembling with his back teeth, and his right arm was no longer able to lift the heavy back teeth.
The surrounding wind was still howling, and suddenly a low tiger roar came out of the storm, and the Wild Thirteen's pupils shrank, and a huge beast shadow came out of the storm.
A blue-striped tiger that was a few laps larger than the one just now walked out of the storm.
The tiger's eyes were filled with endless killing intent, and the tiger's mouth contained a rich blue light, and with just one thought, the blue light would turn into the sharpest wind blade and slash towards the Wild Thirteen.
The blue-veined tiger just glanced at Wild Thirteen, and then walked to the corpse of the young green-striped tiger that was killed by Wild Thirteen, and the tiger's eyes clearly showed remorse.
Then the wind around became stronger, and the sharp blue light in the mouth of the blue-striped tiger became even more turbulent.
The rich blue light overflowed from the mouth of the blue-veined tiger like flowing water, condensing a cyan wind blade in the air, and this wind blade instantly grew to a meter long, and the sharp aura was even worse.
When the wind blade condensed to the limit, it finally shot towards Arajusan with the momentum that could cut everything.
No one would believe that Arasan could dodge this fatal blow, and when the huge wind blade was about to slash at Arazo, there was a "click", as if some shackles had been opened.
A red light flashed, and the back teeth slammed into the wind blade with the sound of wind and thunder, and after a stalemate for a moment, a slight crack appeared on the huge cyan wind blade, and finally collapsed into invisibility.
At this time, the wild thirteen was even more weird, and the skin on his whole body actually turned red, as if it had been burned.
Arazo felt that every cell in his body was burning violently, and the qi and blood around his body were condensed, making his body hot and red.
In the large and small wounds all over the body, the muscles wriggled tightly together, preventing the blood from continuing to spill out.
At this time, he felt that he could destroy everything, and he was full of violent but orderly, like the power of an arm.
This is the hole card that he has broken into the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountain several times, and he doesn't know why this is happening?
Moreover, when he enters this transcendent state, not only will he be able to increase his body's energy tremendously, but he will also be able to use several killing moves at the bottom of the box.
The blue-striped tiger didn't expect Arazo to survive, and from the other party, it sensed a burst of danger.
The blue-striped tiger let out a long roar, and the storm whined.
At this time, the reverse tooth has been held by Arasan on top of his left hand, in fact, compared to his right arm, his left arm is more powerful.
Not like a left-handed unicorn arm or anything like that, but because his heart grows on the left side of his chest.
I don't know how to explain it, but from the moment he climbed into the pool of blood, he realized that he had a strange heart!
Feeling the howling storm around him, Arajusan looked at the blue-striped tiger not far away.
"You're very good at making the wind! I have a trick up my sleeve for the wind, why don't you try it?"
"Fourteen Mountains - Whirlwind!"
As soon as the words fell, Arajusan swirled with his counter-teeth, forming a blood-red tornado, whistling in the storm.
The blue-veined tiger's expression became even more solemn, and it roared angrily, and a viscous blue light condensed in its mouth again, and countless wind blades shot towards the blood-colored tornado.
The cyan wind, the blood-red whirlwind, one hidden sharp blade, vast and surging, the other solid.
Two different "winds" finally collided together, "boom..... The whole mountain seemed to tremble.
When the dust settled, the four finally regained their tranquility, but this mountain forest had already been flattened and was bare and in a mess.
In the battle just now, in fact, Arazo was still at a disadvantage, but he treacherously attacked the corpse of the young blue-striped tiger, forcing the other party to show his horse's feet, and only then did he win the battle.
Relying on this despicable means, so he won again, so the corpses of two blue-veined tigers were lying at his feet.
He doesn't think that he has done it by means, maybe there are different rules in other places, but this is the Great Wilderness Mountain, and there is only one rule here in the final analysis: live by any means!
He's strong and smart enough in battle to get to where he is today.
In other words, if one day he is killed by someone else by despicable means, he will definitely not be angry.
As for his killer move, the Fourteen Mountains Whirlwind.
Immediately in the depths of the canyon next to him, there lives a Tempest Falcon. It took him a lot of effort to knock the flat-haired beast out of the sky.
During the battle, he learned a lot from the opponent, and immediately summed up a killer move.
Because his name is Wild Thirteen, his territory should be the thirteenth mountain, and the Wind Falcon is the overlord of the deeper mountains, of course, it is the fourteenth mountain!
So the name of this killing move is called - Fourteen Mountains Whirlwind!
The long night finally passed, and the east glowed with a faint white light, and a snow-white hill slowly moved from a distance.
Xiao Bai leaned to the side of Wild Thirteen, licked his cheek affectionately, and then ran to the corpses of the two cyan tigers, easily tore open the corpses, and took out two cyan demon cores, one large and one small.
This is the source of the mysterious power of the fierce beasts in the deeper part of the Great Wilderness Mountain.
Xiao Bai threw two jewel-like magic cores into his mouth, and ate them with a "quack", his big eyes bent into the moon.
ran to Arazo's side and planned to be intimate, but was kicked away by Arazo Thirteen.
Maybe he's getting thinner and thinner, but Xiaobai is getting stronger and stronger, just because he can't eat stones, right?
Thinking of this, the hunger in my heart became a little stronger.
Huang Thirteen ignored Xiao Bai, picked up his back teeth and walked towards the outside of the mountain, Xiao Bai carried the body of the two blue-striped tigers, and slowly followed behind.
Passing through the ravine where Xiaobai had just fought, several fierce beasts were frozen into ice sculptures, lying there in the cold.
Walking out of the Great Wilderness Mountain and Forest, the fierce beast melee on the plain below the mountain has also ended, and countless fierce beasts dragged their bloody bodies and slowly walked back to the Great Wilderness Mountain, leaving countless fierce beast corpses on the plain behind them.
This year's beast tide has just begun, and it has already ended.
The town below the mountain is still jubilant, and there is a faint sound of praise to the mountain god grandfather.
Wild Thirteen just pouted at this, in fact, at the beginning, he had already decided to give up this town, and even he didn't expect that the town would be able to hold out until he made a move.
Therefore, before people are saved by heaven, they must first learn to save themselves!
The autumn morning breeze is very cold, and it may not be long before the long winter of the Great Wilderness Mountain is coming.
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