Huzi was a thin young man, his muscles were far less obvious than that of a brute, and at this time he was leaning over and standing behind the one-eyed boy Ah Gou without saying a word.

Behind the woman in Tsing Yi, there was also a small boy with a huge body and a snow-white complexion, a fist bigger than the head of the woman in Tsing Yi, but he was also silent.

"If you get it, you will be a dog! Cat, the boss has thrown us here for so many days, let's unite first. ”

The strongest brute bull said in a muffled voice: "The boss may have encountered something on the way, otherwise he would not have come to us." ”

Lin Xiaoyuan spoke: "So, can you start fighting?" The voice was clear, and the fire of the quarrel was extinguished.

"Hmph, you guys, wait for the boss to come back." The cat's voice is a little moist and no longer pampered.

"Two-on-two, no problem, right? If we win, your exercises, your spiritual seeds, and your spiritual spirits will all be ours. ”

Ah Gou pressed the love in his heart and spoke indifferently.

"Did we win?" Lin Beiguang raised his head and looked directly at the one-eyed boy in front of him, full of refusal to admit defeat.

"Hahaha, if you win, the exercises and spirit seeds of me and the wild bull will belong to you, but the spirit god can't, although there are some tricks, but those pigs are useful for us to pass the next level, and we can't afford to lose."

The one-eyed boy Ah Dog looked at the bull and replied.

"Then let's fight, I'll pick you, and I'll solve the rest for my brother Yuan."

Lin Beiguang asked the big black pig to step back, stepped forward, and put on a fighting posture, with a sword roar hidden in his eyebrows.

"Please."

Lin Xiaoyuan took a step to the left and raised his hand to fight.

"Bang Bang ————"

The wild bull strode forward, waving his fists in the air, and the fist wind approached Lin Xiaoyuan's door.

Lin Xiaoyuan raised his head, leaving a few drops of sweat on his forehead, and the man in front of him seemed to be guarding the realm of the double heaven, level with him.

But the whirlwind of the wild bull is full of blood, and there is a hidden fire, which is scorching.

It turns out that it can still be used to train muscles and bones.

Lin Xiaoyuan's heart was clear, and he was able to listen to the sound of Xiao Leiyin, his ears and eyes were bright, and he dodged with ease in the strong and domineering fist wind.

"What are you hiding, what kind of man?" Seeing that his attack was ineffective, the bull roared angrily, his fist even stronger.

In the roar, a giant beast with huge horns leaped out of the fist wind, and from the two horns there was a golden light condensed, and in an instant, there were nine ploughshares, and the cold light shimmered.

The horns of the ox are plows, and the golden light turns into blades, slashing towards Lin Xiaoyuan.

"Wow-"

Lin Xiaoyuan moved between the trees, cutting the trees with the plough blade like cutting mud.

Seeing that this side could not be attacked for a long time, Lin Xiaoyuan turned around and found that Lin Beiguang's battlefield was not optimistic.

Dogs are also resistant to the wind.

Different from the vigor of the bull, Ah Gou seems to be an elf in the wind, there is no waste of spiritual power, and the wind visible to the naked eye is condensed around Lin Beiguang.

Obviously, he only had the ninth layer of the Heaven of the Viewing Realm, but he was able to trap Lin Beiguang, who was guarding the first layer of the Heaven, in place and couldn't move.

If it weren't for Lin Beiguang, who had already lit a detour fire and refined his internal weapons, I am afraid that it would be unpredictable.

Lin Beiguang's Dao Fire was a Blue Ice Moon Flame that cooled down and slowed down, but unfortunately it was useless in front of the Flexible Flash Wind Blade.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoyuan was a little anxious.

childhood playmates, now only he and Lin Beiguang are left, and he can't watch his brother get injured or even die.

There was a roar from Lin Xiaoyuan's body, like thunder.

The purple ball between the eyebrows seemed to melt and gushed out strands of hot fluid, flowing into the limbs and internal organs.

A pair of purple thunder boots are generated under his feet, and every step can hook the thunder and trigger the general trend.

Under such a life-and-death crisis and emotional blessing, Lin Xiaoyuan finally cultivated the second type of thunder in "Little Thunder Yin Missing".

Break through in the battle and cultivate to go straight to the third layer of heaven!

The thunder boots increased, and the two golden eagle imprints turned into a golden spear under the impetus of the thunderbolt.

Lin Xiaoyuan stood still, his mind was united, as if the thunder god had descended into the world, his spiritual power was surging, and the golden spear disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, the bull let out a low roar again, and at the same time kept patting its chest, the wind became more and more fierce, and the body of the giant beast with horns was much more condensed, and even the black and bright hair could be counted.

It's a pity that he guessed Lin Xiaoyuan's choice wrong.

The spear was thrown, and it turned into a shape out of thin air, and it actually split in two in the middle of the road, directly shattering the two horns of the giant beast.

At the same time, the trend is unabated, brushing the scalp of the wild cow and shattering more than a dozen giant trees behind him!

"No—"

In an instant, the brute bull was blown down by the wind driven by the thunder spear, and spit out a mouthful of blood foam.

The terrible wail of the horned beast dissipated in the wind as the bull fell to the ground.

Lin Xiaoyuan took a big breath, and at the same time took out the spirit seed, quickly recovering the spiritual energy in his body that had been consumed.

The purple inner device that had melted just now flowed back again, condensing into a ball again and blending into the depths of Lin Xiaoyuan's eyebrows.

He took a strong breath, held the soft body of the brute bull in one hand, and ran towards Lin Beiguang's battlefield.

Lin Beiguang's body was surrounded by countless clear streams, constantly unloading some of the wind attacks from Ah Gou.

There is a black short sword that constantly enters and exits from the center of the eyebrows, and the advance is to gather momentum, and the exit is to slash the enemy.

It's a pity that Ah Gou's wind blade will cut through the water wall from time to time, Lin Beiguang can't help it, he can't build momentum for a long time, and his attack power naturally doesn't increase much.

Ah Gou couldn't attack for a long time, and saw the defeat of the bull. He gritted his teeth, pulled out a pocket knife from his bosom, and slashed it towards his face.

To hurt oneself is to hurt the enemy.

Lin Beiguang screamed out, he was actually injured, in the same position, the baby's face was opened, and blood flowed.

It was this moment of screaming that Ah Gou seized the opportunity to win.

Several powerful wind blades directly cut off the flow of the water wall, and he drove the wind and kicked Lin Beiguang to the ground with one kick.

Most of the wind blades that were broken before were scattered, and the one-eyed young man Ah Gou still held an intact wind blade in his hand aimed directly at Lin Beiguang's throat, and sneered: "Do you accept it?" ”

Lin Beiguang twisted his head angrily and endured it, but the tears couldn't stop flowing, and the blood faded because of the tears.

"He lost."

Lin Xiaoyuan answered for Lin Beiguang.

"But I also won."

Lin Xiaoyuan raised his head, and a purple spear was also condensed in his hand, pointing at the heart of the brute bull who fell to the ground.

"Then a draw? Although I still have a killer move, I don't want to lose both ways and let others pick up the cheap. ”

Ah Gou's expression was calm, as if he was not threatened at all, and at the same time, he still had strength left, which surprised the people around him.

Guan Jiu retrograde defeated and defended one.

Lin Beiguang is not an ordinary guard.

But the murderous boy named Ah Dog in front of him did it.

Such a celestial pride!

"Yes, swap."

In the eyes of the people watching the battle in amazement and scrutiny, Lin Xiaoyuan, who was holding a spear, was sharper than a spear.

Just looking at his bearing, Lin Xiaoyuan is far more than a dog who can be called a proud dog, handsome and handsome, between a millimeter.

The tip of the needle and the wheat mang, not an inch.