Seeing this black-brown old bear showing off his martial arts and looking like no one in his eyes, Zhou Yang rushed out of the small hill with an arrow step and pounced towards this first-order demon beast.

He was going to use this demon beast to measure his combat strength.

Since Zhou Yang resumed his cultivation, he has only experienced two real life-and-death battles.

The battle between the black-clothed half-demon man in the back mountain of Anqing is more than thrilling, but not fierce enough!

Strictly speaking, that battle can't be considered a real battle. There is a lucky factor, Zhou Yang relied on a sneak attack, and when everyone was not paying attention, he won unexpectedly. Moreover, the influence of the outside world caused the mentality of the two sides to be inconsistent, as well as the reason for weapons, and the advantage of stopping the fight was also a decisive factor in achieving victory.

The second battle is a fight with Gao Zhuo on the platform of life and death.

This battle brought Zhou Yang's strength into full play, but it also made him see the shortcomings of his actual combat experience, resulting in many times losing the opportunity to kill in the battle.

Therefore, strictly speaking, Zhou Yang's actual combat ability is still very lacking.

There is no experienced master, not killed in actual combat!

There is a big difference between an experienced warrior and a fledgling rookie in the battle, grasping the rhythm of the battle, seizing the fleeting opportunity of the battle, etc., and it will also cause completely different results.

Moreover, since Zhou Yang resumed his cultivation, he knew that the incident half a year ago was framed by others, and later, Ruolan was forcibly taken away by Shui Ningshuang, one by one, one by one, all of which made his heart rise with anger and inspired an inexplicable violent factor.

He craves battle, bloodshed and excitement!

Therefore, when Zhou Yang saw this old bear demon beast, he inspired a strong battle**.

"Brute bull trampling!"

Zhou Yang shouted violently, and the person rushed into the air like a cannon, and with the momentum of falling, he shook to the ground, and his feet were like a bull, and he stomped fiercely.

As he fell, there was a strong tremor on the hillside, and the surrounding slopes were like an earthquake, and the surrounding rocks slipped and the trees fell and cracked, which was very terrifying.

Before the old black and brown bear could react, when his foothold was not stable, Zhou Yang pounced on the old bear like an angry bull.

He crossed his fists, and a spiritual power was inspired from the punch hole.

Rumble!

Two fists slammed into the belly of the old black and brown bear, making a muffled sound.

"Whew!"

The old black-brown bear burst back, its massive body toppling the trees behind it, and a groove as deep as a foot was plowed into the ground.

However, after such a sudden blow, the black and brown old bear did not suffer much damage due to its thick skin and flesh.

It staggered to its feet, its fists slapping its black chest, letting out an angry roar, its eyes spewing fire, and swooping towards Zhou Yang.

"So hard a**!"

Zhou Yang looked at his aching fists and sighed secretly.

He is now at the third level of Qi refining, and he is considered to have been recultivated, ** is stronger than ordinary martial arts, and his strength is greater.

The two punches just now had at least a thousand catties of strength, but I didn't expect that not only did they not hurt the old bear, but they made my fists hurt.

Fortunately, this black and brown old bear is only a first-order demon beast, and his intelligence is not high, otherwise, it would really be a vicious fight.

Seeing the angry old bear, Zhou Yang couldn't care about it.

Win at a flexible pace!

Soon, Zhou Yang found the best battle strategy.

His sword steps were slick under his feet, and his body moved nimbly from side to side, easily dodging the messy attacks of the black-brown old bear.

Although this old bear has thick skin and meat, it is only an instinctive attack, and it is just used to practice the Brute Bull and Tiger Fist. Therefore, Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to take its life, and he didn't even take out the Zhige Sword, blindly fighting the enemy with basic boxing techniques.

"Wrath of the Barbarians!"

The people of Zhou Yang are like arrows, as fast as lightning.

Leaping into the air, he smashed his fist into the eyes of the old black and brown bear.

"Whew!"

With a cry of pain, the old black and brown bear retreated under his feet, covering his eyes and dancing with his paws.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Zhou Yang followed the retreating figure of the old bear and hurried to follow.

"Bull Horn!"

"Wild bull and tiger!"

"Wild bull tail wagging!"

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The shadow of the fist in the sky was full of flying sand and rocks, and the rocks were shattered.

I don't know how many punches I made, I don't know how long it took, the black and brown old bear was like a sandbag, clumsily and helplessly receiving Zhou Yang's blows.

"Whew!"

With a wail, the black-brown old bear whined unwillingly and slowly fell.

Rumble!

There was a tremor on the ground, and the thick body of the black-brown old bear pushed the golden mountain, and the jade pillar fell down, and he could no longer move.

Zhou Yang watched the black and brown old bear lie down, and then he felt weak and almost couldn't stand.

However, now is not the time to rest, collecting the most valuable items on the corpses of demon beasts and cleaning up the battlefield are all survival rules that a martial artist must have when he is training.

By the way, you have to hurry up and absorb the essence of this demon beast with the Zhige Sword.

Although it was only a first-order demon beast, for Zhou Yang, every essence was a resource that was extremely helpful to cultivation and could not be wasted.

Dragging his extremely tired body, Zhou Yang walked over with a sword.

"Brush!"

The sword of Zhige slashed a sword light, and a sword slashed into the chest of the black-brown old bear.

A bowl of blood spurted out, and a thick demon beast essence flowed in this blood.

Zhou Yang closed his eyes and breathed, ready to absorb the extra favor that Heaven had bestowed upon him.

"What's going on!"

After a long while, the sword did not react at all, and Zhou Yang opened his eyes, revealing a trace of doubt.

Looking at the old black and brown bear, the thick body of the old bear was still steaming hot, and it was full of fishy smell.

And its blood essence flowed down the edge of the sword, and it had no intention of being absorbed by the Zhige Sword at all.

"Could it be that the level of this demon beast is too low?"

Zhou Yang didn't know why this happened.

For a long time, this sword is the hole card he relies on, and he came to the Great Wilderness Mountain with full confidence, and the most important thing is to rely on the special ability of this sword to absorb the essence of demon beasts and improve his cultivation.

Among the martial artists, if Zhou Yang deliberately killed people in order to improve his cultivation, he really couldn't do it.

I don't want to, this Zhige Sword didn't react at a critical time.

This gave him a bad premonition in his heart.

Could it be that this Zhige Sword can only absorb the essence and blood essence of a martial artist?

Then I must not become a murderous demon in the future.

Zhi Ge, Zhi Ge, is it really as Ye Xuan's predecessor said, you are a fierce sword!

And the man with the sword will eventually become a demon that everyone shouts and fights.

No!

Even if this is the case, I will not kill people indiscriminately because of the promotion of cultivation, only those who can control their own ** can achieve ultimate success!

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