Chapter Ninety-Nine: Ravaging the Horned Scales
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Zhou Yang people are like a big peng, with a shocking momentum, with an incomparable speed, their fists are crossed, and they shoot from the roof like a meteor to the horned scales that are still from the six gods and no master. [Ran^Text^Library] []
Zhou Yang's body was shrouded in a layer of misty heaven and earth vitality, lining him to be extremely majestic, like an ancient angry barbarian god.
"Wrath of the Barbarians!"
The fist was like a meteor, and when it was not allowed to fire, it hit the huge eye sockets of the horned scales.
Hearing the sound of the strong wind, the horned scales and hooves fluttered lightly, and they wanted to dodge this sudden attack.
However, for this attack, Zhou Yang has been gathering momentum for a long time, hanging on the roof and waiting for the opportunity for a long time, how can he let this horned scales escape.
Zhou Yang's body adjusted slightly with the movement of the horn scales, and his fists were staring at the eyes of the horn scales, not leaving an inch.
Horn scales, second-order demon beasts, ordinary qi refining seventh-layer martial artists are invincible!
This kind of demon beast has a hard body, comparable to fine iron, not only has a super defense, but also has an amazing attack power. And sex likes to eat people's hearts and ravages warriors.
Zhou Yang had already carefully filtered the information of this horned scale in his mind, and mastered the only shortcoming of the horned scale, a demon beast.
The body is large and bulky, and there is a lack of flexibility.
He can only attack his unpreparedness, strike hard at its vulnerable parts, and let it attack in an instant, so that he can take advantage of it, otherwise, with his strength, it is almost impossible to face the horn scales and fight against them.
And this horn scale only has the position of the eye socket, which is its defensive dead end.
Therefore, Zhou Yang had already calculated the attack route and could not afford to lose.
"Hit!"
With a loud shout, the fist struck the eye of the horned scales like a hammer.
"Whew!"
With a terrible howl, Hornscale closed his eyes in pain and frantically shook his head.
Zhou Yang did not immediately retreat, he had never had the habit of keeping his hands on the enemy.
Therefore, Zhou Yang fiercely grabbed the dragon-like scales on the head of the horn scales, and let the horn scales struggle, and he would not let go.
"Dare to induce me with mental coercion, I should fight!"
"Likes to eat people's hearts, brutal and unkind, should be beaten!"
"Ravaging the warriors, bullying the small with the big, should be beaten!"
"Bang, bang, bang!"
A series of impacts, as if hitting pig iron, the powerful rebound force shook Zhou Yang's fist into blood and pain. However, Zhou Yang didn't let go, and scolded angrily with a punch, venting his fear of almost stepping into a dangerous situation just now.
"Whew...... Woo!"
The thick body with horned scales struggled frantically, and its head was like a drum, trying to shake Zhou Yang off, and a disgusting rancid breath erupted from his mouth.
Zhou Yang's right hand was like an iron tong, holding on to the scale, enduring the disgusting taste, and punching it on the eye socket of the horned scale.
......
"What's going on in that room? Why is there so much movement?"
Looking at the roaring sound of the closed testing room, and occasionally an unknown loud roar was issued, the disciples waiting for the test were full of doubts and did not know why.
The disciple who had just finished the test was even paler, his eyes were horrified, and he looked at the direction of the test, not knowing what he was thinking.
In the room, the aura of the horned scales gradually weakened, and the voice was far less fierce than just now. After a few tosses, even the monster beast, which is known for its hard skin and thick flesh, can't bear it.
Zhou Yang became more and more energetic, his fists flashing with colorful colors, and his mouth muttered an unknown curse.
In fact, he is also the end of the crossbow now. Just now, he was highly concentrated on the top of the eaves, waiting for the fighter plane, and fighting with it on the horn scale for so long, with the strength of his fourth layer of qi refining, his physical strength had already been exhausted.
However, he didn't dare to let go, in front of such a fierce thing, once he lost the fighter, his only result was to die so much that he couldn't die anymore. Moreover, with Zhou Yang's mad tiger-like nature, he is unwilling to let go, even if he exhausts the last trace of strength in his body, he will let his opponent fall before him.
Never fall in front of this monster!
With this belief in his mind, Zhou Yang punched one punch after another, mechanically punching and closing his fist towards a position......
......
"This kid is good, although he is only at the fourth level of qi refining, his ability to grasp the fighter is far more than that of some ordinary disciples of the fifth layer of qi refining. β
"His strength is not bad, you see, every punch makes this beast wail, the strength is not small, I think it's about the same, just with excellent results, announce that he passed the test." β
"However, the quarter of an hour has not yet arrived, and it is not good to let him out now, and it is not good to deal with those children. β
", Jiaocha, who do we need to communicate to in the Templar Sect, is it just those little babies who haven't grown all their hair. Besides, let this kid fight any longer, this beast will be ruined, where to catch a horned scale for them to take the test. I said this kid is really, I thought we were going to ask you to defeat this beast, so hard. β
The voice hidden in the shadows finished speaking, and without waiting for the other instructor's answer, let out a soft drink.
"Enough!"
Although the voice was not loud, it seemed to sound in Zhou Yang's ears, clear and full of faint coercion.
Originally, with the mentality of an ordinary disciple, in this case, he should immediately stop the attack and wait for the deacon of the Holy Church to take him out of this room.
However, what kind of person is Zhou Yang?
He is a famous mad tiger in Anqing City.
After hearing this voice, Zhou Yang raised his tired eyes, glanced at the direction in which the sound came from, and punched again.
"Bang!"
"Damn, this kid is another troublemaker, but I like it! β
"As far as your nature is concerned, it's better to teach less of these, don't mistake these beginner disciples. Stop talking nonsense, save people. β
......
"Squeak!"
The test room opened automatically, and a strong light pierced Zhou Yang's eyes.
At this time, a strong wind appeared out of thin air, throwing Zhou Yang's body up and pushing it towards the open door.
"Woo-ra!"
There was a crisp sound like tearing brocade, followed by a hairy roar of a fierce beast at the same time.
In these two different sounds, Zhou Yang was thrown into the martial arts arena like a broken corpse.
In his hand, he also held a scale about half a meter long, neither a dragon nor a snake, hard and dazzling.
The gaze in the dark saw the bloody scales in Zhou Yang's hand, and laughed and scolded in a low voice: "Stinky boy, he is really not a loser." β
The horn scales are said to have the blood of Jiao, and although its scales are not as good as dragon scales, they are also an excellent material for refining some high-level weapons and equipment.
When he was blown by that strong wind, Zhou Yang understood that this was the Templar's decision that he had passed the test. However, with Zhou Yang's personality, how could he return empty-handed in Baoshan.
Therefore, he plucked this horn scale mercilessly. Even if a second-order demon beast is comparable to the strength of the seventh-layer peak, it will never be able to bypass the instructor of the Holy Hall to bite itself. You provide the latest, fastest and most complete free novel updatesγγ
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