Chapter Twenty-Three: Fist of Bones

The distance between the two was not far apart, and in the blink of an eye, Xu Ling met the "leader" of Hao Zifeng's triangular array.

Xu Ling didn't choose to dodge, he wanted to weigh the strength of this sturdy leader.

If you can't even do a sheep, you can simply surrender.

"Hardening Enhanced!"

Xu Ling let out a low snort, his right hand clenched into a fist, and a large number of cells and blood became active, continuing to converge towards his right hand.

That's right, it's the right hand, the right hand that was destroyed by the little fierce fish just now.

After applying the old prescription's miraculous white medicine powder, Xu Ling's hands no longer felt pain.

On the contrary, there seemed to be a few very sharp breaths lingering in the palm of his fingers.

Xu Ling immediately understood, it was the extremely sharp bone drill of the little fierce fish!

Unexpectedly, this "backbone" like a sharp blade was transmitted.

Sure enough, the old side will not be untargeted.

It seems that Xu Ling has been tortured, but in fact, it has enhanced his strength in various ways.

Xu Ling is confident that this fist carrying "backbone" may be able to break the leader's horns!

The right fist, which has been hardened and strengthened, has been slightly enlarged by a few points, and its hardness will not be lower than that of ordinary rocks.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

On the other side, in the face of the menacing Xu Ling, Hao Zifeng did not back down at all, and the leather whip in his hand crackled.

Xu Ling wanted to break the leader's horns with one punch, why didn't Hao Zifeng want to hit Xu Ling with one move?

"Want to go toe-to-toe with my leader? Pipe dream! ”

Hao Zifeng looked proud, and under his command, the Triangle Sheep Formation changed rapidly.

I saw the two sheep behind the leader, and each pressed their heads against the leader's buttocks!

The last three sheep are concocted in the same way, the heads of the sheep on both sides are against the buttocks of the two sheep in front, and the middle one uses the horns of the sheep to push against the horns of the two sheep around them, which also forms a top force.

In this way, after the leader received the top force of the five sheep behind, the impact of the six in one doubled!

Hao Zifeng's heart was also full of excitement, it was the first time he had met a fool who wanted to fight his leader.

"Mocker, let me show you today, shepherds are powerful!"

Well?

Xu Ling also felt it, and the oncoming sense of oppression was nearly twice as strong!

"Interesting!"

The strong wind blowing in his face not only did not make Xu Ling have the idea of dodging, but his eyes lit up, and his running speed increased a few points again.

Originally, Xu Ling was worried that Hao Zifeng was too weak and killed by himself in seconds, but now it seems that this Han Han still has some foundation.

"Then let me see what the shepherds are really about!"

Xu Ling shouted excitedly, his fighting spirit was high, and his fist was aimed at the leader's hard horn that was nearly half a meter long and smashed down!

Bang!

With a loud bang, Xu Ling took six or seven steps back one after another.

"It's so strong!"

Two exclamations rang out almost simultaneously.

Xu Ling shook his arm, his right fist tightened and loosened, constantly digesting the stamina of the collision just now.

After a frontal blow, Xu Ling had already roughly judged the combat power of Hao Zifeng's side.

It's definitely above 0.9, and it has to be calculated according to the ratio of flesh to bone!

Of course, it can't be compared to Fang Yuan's little garbage.

Although he has not measured accurately, Xu Ling can roughly know that his current fist strength should be around 75 kilograms.

The impact of Hao Zifeng's six sheep is estimated to be around 100 kilograms, and it will not exceed 200 kilograms.

Although there is a bit of a gap, Xu Ling is not afraid.

Because there is still a trace of "backbone" in his right fist, presumably after the leader eats his own "backbone fist", he will not feel any better.

"Come again!"

Xu Ling felt inexplicably excited, such an opponent was exactly what he needed most at this stage.

Grunt!

Hao Zifeng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Is this still human?"

Obviously, his strength is lower than his own, but he actually resisted "six sheep and one top"!

Moreover, Hao Zifeng also saw that his leader, after receiving Xu Ling's heavy punch, was shaking his head there in pain.

"Was it smashed to a concussion?"

Hao Zifeng was a little confused.

If he had taken a closer look now, he might have noticed that a small crack had appeared on the left horn of the leader!

It's a pity that the current situation simply doesn't allow Hao Zifeng to do this.

Xu Ling's second attack was already coming, more ferocious and more imposing than the first!

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Even if he was full of surprise, Hao Zifeng knew that it was impossible for him to avoid fighting now.

You can't even ask for support.

If he can't even solve a scout who is less powerful than himself, how can the shepherd give his daughter to himself?

"Charge!"

Syllable! Syllable!

Seeing that the leader actually showed signs of wanting to retreat, Hao Zifeng became angry and hurriedly whipped it twice, which made the triangular sheep formation continue to charge forward.

"Baa~"

The leader neighed miserably, his head stared at the ground, his horns aimed at Xu Ling, and he was not afraid of death.

"This time, smash your horns!"

Xu Lingcai doesn't care whether the leader is tragic or not, as long as it is an enemy, then there is nothing to say, only war!

What's more, in the end, doesn't this leader have to become something in his womb?

"Leg of lamb, bring it to you!"

Bang!

With another heavy punch, Xu Ling once again smashed the horn to the left of the leader.

This time, Xu Ling only took three steps back!

Without any pause, Xu Ling launched a third attack without reluctance.

This time, the left fist was changed.

Although he does not have the "backbone" of the little fierce fish, Xu Ling's left fist is stronger than his right fist!

Bang!

Click!

The leader's left horn breaks!

In just three punches, a sheep's horn was broken, and Hao Zifeng's triangular sheep formation was also broken.

Although the last punch Xu Ling smashed down when the leader was dizzy, it was a bit of a trick to win.

But this is a battle, and the winner is king.

"Baa~"

The leader wailed, turned and ran.

The five gray goats in the back, who had lost the leader of the leader, also let out bursts of wails and dispersed in a hurry.

No matter how Hao Zifeng twitched the whip, he couldn't control the scene.

"Damn it!"

Hao Zifeng's face was pale, and he was hesitating whether to ask for support.

"Where to run!"

On the other side, Xu Ling ignored Hao Zifeng at all, and rushed straight to the leader.

This is the most robust one, and you must not let it go!

Since he won the battle, these sheep were all trophies, how could Xu Ling miss such a good opportunity?

Xu Ling, who was running wildly, actually crushed the leader at a speed, and Hao Zifeng felt chilled at this scene.

"Is this still a big fat man? With such a terrifying speed, I'm afraid that even the strongest people with flesh and blood than 1.0 can't catch up with him, right? ”

But the next scene made Hao Zifeng even more frightened.