Jin Xi said in his heart, fortunately, his realm is higher, although his body technique is not good, but his reaction power is okay, and with a move of his mind, he quickly controlled the natal painting spirit next to him to meet Long Aotian's attack. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not to mention, Jin Xi's painting spirit is quite a match for him, and he is actually a pig.

Of course, the pig is not an ordinary pig, but a muscular large mountain boar, the original form of this pig is a kind of super beast called "bow-jawed pig" living in the northern desert area, and the beast called "desert demon" refers to it.

This beast is generally huge, with extremely strong upper and lower jaws, far exceeding the bite force of a crocodile, and its teeth are so hard that even if steel is put into its mouth, it will be bitten off instantly!

Although the painting spirit presented at this moment is a copy of the original form of the bow-jawed pig, its power is still not to be underestimated. No, this pig's mouth was open, and it actually bit Long Aotian's long sword, not to mention, it even slashed its four hooves and pushed Long Aotian out, opening a safe distance from Jin Xi himself.

With a grim expression, Long Aotian is not a strength type after all, and in the competition for strength, he is naturally not the opponent of this fierce beast, but it is not a simple matter for Jin Xi to defeat her.

With a grasp of the void in his left hand, and at the same time a new knife was generated, with his agility, Long Aotian raised his strengths and avoided weaknesses, and for a while he was able to parry the bow-jawed pig with amazing strength!

The fluctuations belonging to the strong immediately spread out in the battle circle, shaking the surrounding fallen leaves.

Long Aotian is not only Zhuo Wen's natal painting spirit, but also the ultimate existence in the painting spirit - painting essence! Her reflexes and speed are definitely enough to make people shine, so even if she suffers a small loss in rank, the explosive power that surpasses ordinary people still makes Jin Xi tremble.

Jin Xi is just a great painter who resembles the middle of the realm, far from having the elite eyes of Lu Zhen, so he naturally can't see that Long Aotian is not a human body.

At this moment, in the eyes of Jinzi, in addition to being incredible, it is estimated that he is shocked, after all, in his opinion, Long Aotian is just a tall and proud woman, but he didn't expect that it was this kind of stunner, and he could resist the blow of the Realm Painting Spirit with his physical body!

Even though it seems that this woman is slightly inferior now, Kim Hee still feels creepy.

Not to mention Jin Xi, all the painters are afraid of this kind of killer with hand-to-hand combat ability and amazing explosiveness and speed, after all, the painter's physique is very weak, if there is no painting spirit to protect it at all times, it will be difficult for them to face this agile killer.

In this case, even if Jin Xi has a level advantage, he has to tense his nerves and concentrate, maybe he has a better chance of winning this battle, but once he is negligent during this period, it will be the end of death, this is not a joke.

"The third child!" Seeing his companion being attacked, before the tall and thin man in black could react, Zhuo Wen, who was opposite him, had already vibrated his sleeves.

Not only did Long Aotian make a move, but Zhuo Wen certainly didn't slack off.

He and Long Aotian already have a heart, there is no need for dialogue and communication between the two, and even the eyes can know each other's thoughts without exchanging eyes, and the connection and plan between them only need one thought, so they can give the other two people time to react, after all, this is no longer a matter of speed, but a "heart and soul" that is higher than the tacit understanding.

Zhuo Wen's Xuanyi is a gift from Zhuo Ran when he leaves, whether it is the meaning of the material or the grade, it is also the best choice among the same Xuanyi, Zhuo Wen only needs a thought at the moment to access it at will, which is very convenient, so he can complete the "finishing touch" action faster than before, it can be said that the improvement of Zhuo Wen's skills at this moment can be regarded as the convenience it brings to himself.

The gap between the Imitation Realm and the Copying Realm is not only the difference in level, but also in the use of skills and the wearing of equipment, there is also a huge gap between the two, which is the capital that seems to be able to surpass the invincible in the Copying Realm, it can be said that at this moment, Zhuo Wen can be regarded as experiencing the feeling of being an upstart.

"Roar!" Drawing Cai contacted the painting, and the huge white tiger suddenly jumped out and pounced on the tall and thin black-clothed man in front of Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen's painting spirit already has the ability of "sound" at this time, and the momentum of the tiger can't help but be more realistic.

At first glance, the function of sound does not seem to have much effect on the painting spirit, but in fact, it is precisely because of the production of sound that the "realism" of the painting spirit is more profound.

In this realm, the painter pays attention to not only the "shape", but also the "likeness", and only the unity of the two can be called the true likeness.

The appearance is the shape, the inside is similar, only with these two points at the same time, that is the ultimate performance in the details, will make the power of the painting spirit produce a qualitative leap, truly sublimate from the simple copying, so that the painting spirit reflects a more courageous ferocity!

Because the painting interval is not too long, Zhuo Wen's summoning can not only quickly manifest the White Tiger, but even his strength has not been weakened much, and this rhythm can be said to be fast and accelerated.

It's no wonder that the tall and thin man in black didn't react, because Zhuo Wen obviously maintained the appearance of talking to him a second ago, this change was not only sudden, but also a kind of leap in thinking.

"Carving insect skills!" Although the tall and thin man in black was so disdainful, he was very embarrassed, but fortunately, his level was much higher than Zhuo Wen, and at the same time, there was a strong painting spirit by his side to protect him in order to turn the danger into safety, this had to be replaced by an ordinary opponent of the same level, it was estimated that Zhuo Wen would have already taken the opponent's head at this moment.

The tall and thin man in black just wanted to fight back, but suddenly felt that his brain turned white in an instant, and when he came back to his senses, Zhuo Wen's white tiger was already close at hand, and he launched a sharp attack on him again.

The danger was approaching, and even if the tall and thin man in black relied on the advantage of rank, he was still a little overwhelmed and overstretched.

This is not because of his poor strength, but because the situation of the fragment in his mind just now is so strange that he has no time to prepare. If he had expected such a scene to happen, he would definitely have the ability to parry and even counterattack, but he just suffered this "sudden" loss, and for a while he was suppressed by the lower-level Zhuo Wen and retreated again and again!

In this situation, for example, it's like a car coming towards you, if you are ten meters away, you have enough time to dodge, but the situation with the tall and thin man in black is that when he comes back to his senses, there is only one meter left for him to dodge!

The kind of panic and horror between the close proximity can be imagined, if the reaction is worse, it is estimated that his little life will be explained just now!

"Damn, what happened just now! Was that woman doing it! Damn!" The tall and thin man in black couldn't figure out that the kind of mental attack just now was actually due to Ahri, and he was so angry that his head smoked.

Seeing that he could still help Zhuo Wen, Ahri was also a little relieved.

At this time, although her body is weak and cannot unleash the power of the beast clan, the fox is born with eyebrow bones, a smile and a frown, which is enough to make the opponent's consciousness blank for a moment, this ability, that is the natural instinct she inherited from her mother, as long as the person below her level, there is a great chance that she will be hit.

Of course, since this is a mental attack, Ahri naturally needs to pay a certain price when she launches it, but no, just a fraction of a second of the consciousness of the tall and thin man in black has already made her face white and cold sweat and shortness of breath.

After all, Ahri is still in a weak state, so she can't use this method too perfectly, and it can be said that this is the last thing she can do for Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen naturally wouldn't waste Ahri's kindness, so at this moment, he tried his best, not only summoning the white tiger to attack the other party, but also turning himself into a fierce beast, constantly pounced on the master man in black, and didn't let the other party breathe at all.

The tall and thin man in black didn't expect Zhuo Wen to be so crazy, as a painter, he actually cooperated with his painting spirit in hand-to-hand combat!

This kind of lifeless attack naturally frightened the tall and thin man in black, a delicate painter, and the white tiger was okay to say, and his painting spirit could parry, but he himself couldn't beat Zhuo Wen!

The fat and thin brothers of the Yan family really kicked the iron plate this time, but in the end, they were the first to underestimate the enemy and were seized of the opportunity, which allowed Zhuo Wen and Long Aotian to occupy the initiative.

"Damn, is this kid a pervert? How old is he, he's so tough!"

In fact, it's no wonder that he had contempt for Zhuo Wen before, after all, he came from Yancheng, and his impression of Zhuo Wen in his heart was still in the late stage of copying, and with his level, it would not be a problem for a young man in this realm, even if he came eight or nine.

But he didn't expect that after only half a day's effort, Zhuo Wen, this kid, was not only promoted to the Shape Realm, but also possessed the strong combat power of Wu Xiu at the same time, which simply broke through the comprehension of the tall and thin man in black.

To tell the truth, seeing such a demonic genius appear alive in front of him, for a moment, the tall and thin man in black even felt that his life in the past forty or fifty years was to live on a dog.

"It's not that I can't help this kid, I'm afraid that the woman will interfere with me again when I do my best, and sure enough, I have to solve this troublesome woman before I can fight the enemy with peace of mind!" Immediately, the tall and thin man in black targeted the Ahri.

In his opinion, this woman's sickly face is obviously a very weak woman, and to deal with this kind of woman, you don't need to use your own skills to kill her by painting spirits.

Commanding the painting spirit to entangle Zhuo Wen and the white tiger, the master man in black quickly took out a dagger, swept his body, and pounced directly on Ahri.

Seeing this, Zhuo Wen was naturally shocked, but he and the White Tiger had already been involved in the battle in front of them, and they couldn't get out of their hands at all.

"Ahri!" At this moment, Zhuo Wen's face was full of chagrin, because he found that he couldn't do anything but be anxious.

Seeing the master black-clothed man approaching Ahri with wrinkled and cruel eyes, Zhuo Wen was stunned, the two have gone through so much, and it is not easy to be together, Zhuo Wen can be said to have poured all his feelings into Ahri, if Ahri encounters any accidents, Zhuo Wen can't forgive himself.

"Hehehe, little girl, let me die!" the master man in black looked up and laughed, his eyes bursting with a cruel light.

"As long as I kill her, as long as I kill this woman, no one will be in my way from fighting, and I will be able to clean up that kid in one piece...... Hehehe, this woman looks good, even if she turns into a corpse, it is a delicacy......" The tall and thin black-clothed man planned to do this in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he even considered the scene of living a prosperous and wealthy life after taking away Zhuo Wen's inheritance.

It's a pity that he thought very well, but the reality was very skinny, just when his knife was about to fall on Ahri, at this time, Ahri stretched out his hand and grabbed his hand directly.

The tall and thin man in black was shocked, no, maybe he had been blindfolded, and a knife that he had slashed with all his might was caught so easily by such a weak woman!?

Before he could figure out why, he found that the scenery in front of him had rotated, and he had been slapped in the neck by Ahri's backhand, and he was already too dead to die......

Zhuo Wen was also stunned with a capital letter, thanks to the heart-rending painful roar he had just now, he didn't expect Ahri to be so powerful......!

Ahri looked cute, that dazed look, it seemed that he didn't know that he had made a great contribution, to be honest, Zhuo Wen was speechless.

The next moment, Zhuo Wen came back to his senses, and then he realized that his mother-in-law was the Beastmaster, a human being, and he even wanted to kill a Beastmaster at close range? This is simply an overseas strange story, even if the Beastmaster was seriously injured, but the strength of the Beastmaster was not comparable to that of a mere human, and the tall and thin man in black was simply a pity to die.

Not only Zhuo Wen, but Jin Xi was so shocked that the whole person was petrified, and finally he achieved a small advantage in the battle with Long Aotian, but he didn't expect that his little friend would die in such a short period of effort, isn't this a cheat!

"Isn't this really good news, Deacon Jin?" As soon as the tall and thin man in black died, Zhuo Wen would undoubtedly have no opponent on his side, and naturally, he and Long Aotian stood on the united front, looking at Jin Xi with a playful expression. (To be continued.) )