Lu Weiyang, who played the wind catcher, looked down at his left hand, and was drooping weakly, obviously the opponent just now was to injure the enemy by one thousand and self-damage eight hundred, this body that has only been refined with wood grass and Dan origin is still too fragile, delusionally thinking that he can receive the sonic boom impact produced by Ryoma's full strength, fortunately, there is a soul divine consciousness covering method, although it can only be used when entering one meter, but it also leaks more than half of the damage, but the rest is obviously beyond the tolerance range of his own twenty tons, making the arm fractured, it is difficult to imagine what the scene will be if it is knocked into the ground, and it will become a child?

It's just that the dragon horse who was beaten away was even more uncomfortable, and he actually gave up hiding and spoke directly, which made Lu Weiyang's eyes shine, this breath will not be wrong, so he secretly mobilized the green aura to heal his left hand, and spoke to delay time.

"You're not Ryoma?"

"Ryoma, is the deity such a low-blooded demon beast, the deity is..."

Before he finished speaking, an old fist from the Ou Pavilion Master, who saw that something was wrong, hit Ryoma's face with a bang, and this time it directly hit and collapsed the wall of the backyard, thus being buried by the splashed rubble.

"Brother Lu, don't be afraid, this dragon horse is definitely not stepping on the snow without a trace, I said why didn't you let the pavilion master ride recently, but it was stiffened by Li Daitao, but what kind of demon beast is this?"

Lu Weiyang listened to it and his head was full of black lines, sure enough, there is no love for no reason in this world, and there is no lunch for nothing, so I won't let you ride it before giving it away, but how did you still make it like a couple in the honeymoon period before, what kind of artistic conception can only dare to be with Jun Jue, I can't help but slander in my heart, they are all drama spirits.

"Brother Ou! If you slow down, the other party will tell where you come from!"

"It's... Is that so?..."

The Lord of the Pavilion scratched his hair a little embarrassed, and after listening to Lu Weiyang's words, he thought back to what he had just now, it seemed to be the case.

Boom! Before Ou Ge could clear his thoughts, there was an explosion sound from the gravel where the dragon horse was buried, and then a seven-foot hanging white fronted tiger jumped out!

A tiger roared in the mountains and forests, and the sound waves scattered around the center of the white-fronted tiger, worthy of being the king of beasts, and its coercion must be able to shock the world, but fortunately, the formation enchantment that automatically rose in the Treasure Pavilion blocked this roar, narrowing the scope of harm to the backyard, and also protecting Xiaoluo and Feiyan who were taken away by the Lord of the European Pavilion.

And the Ou Pavilion Lord in the field was so easily shocked by the tiger roar of the legendary realm's cultivation, and wanted to use his hands to capture the tiger that suddenly appeared, but was stopped by Lu Weiyang's outstretched left hand, because he saw that the tiger's body was like a handprint made by his own wind, and it was recovering at a speed like a balloon inflating, how did Ryoma become a tiger, then his guess would not be wrong.

"Brother Ou, let the little brother come, it's my prey!"

Although Lu Weiyang's left hand was fractured, it was barely usable under the nourishment of the green aura.

"Do what you can!"

Finding that Lu Weiyang was not only not affected by the tiger's roar, but also his whole temperament had changed dramatically, as sharp as a treasure knife about to be unsheathed, the Ou Pavilion Lord decisively retreated to the protection of the formation enchantment and said.

At this time, there was only one person and one tiger left in the huge backyard field, Lu Weiyang held the gun of the wind and thunder with his barely moved left hand, and the stinging pain made his forehead covered with cold sweat, but he still looked straight at the hanging white tiger that crawled out of the ruins and looked at him, both sides were looking, as if they were playing a game of whoever moves first is a puppy.

In this way, time passed minute by minute, but it was a good thing for Lu Weiyang, who was treating his left arm with green aura, and the white-fronted tiger also found that something was wrong, and kicked his hind legs, opened his bloody mouth and pounced on Lu Weiyang, and he could smell the fishy smell in his mouth when facing the wind.

Lu Weiyang, who was calm and relaxed, looked at the Hanging Qing White-fronted Tiger that pounced, took a deep breath, and then attached the green aura that had been prepared to the tip of the spear, and pierced it straight into his left eye in the way of an immortal guidance.

But at this time, the white-fronted tiger in mid-air looked at the tip of the spear that pierced his left eye, tilted his head slightly, and stepped sideways with his hind feet as if he could step on the real thing, and actually changed the trajectory in the air, and dangerously let the tip of the gun pass by.

Seeing that the nails were less than an inch away from Lu Weiyang's face, there was really no way to avoid it, and even his brain didn't react to how to deal with it, seeing that the Lord of the Pavilion was about to make a move, Xiaoluo and Feiyan closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and suddenly there was a dinging sound in the ears of the three people.

It turned out that at the last moment, Lu Weiyang's body pulled back the spear wind and thunder, and blocked the scratching path of the tiger's claw with the barrel of the gun, and a series of sparks staggered by, and there was an unpleasant smell of burnt in the air, and a man and a tiger had changed the direction and continued to confront each other.

"Fighting instinct!"

Without waiting for Xiaoluo and Feiyan to ask, the Pavilion Master continued to explain.

"In fact, the human body is a big treasure, and cultivation is a key, you can slowly open the secrets in the body, but people rely on practice to open the secret treasure in the body before mastering the cultivation, simply put, after doing the same thing too much, there will be magical results, such as a hundred steps through the Yang, listening to the sound to distinguish the fake, cooking, etc., these are all miracles that occur after doing one thing for a long time. ”

Speaking of this, the Pavilion Master of Ou paused, looked at Lu Weiyang and Hangqing White-fronted Tiger, who were facing each other again, and continued after finding that he had not missed the battle.

"And the battle instinct that the pavilion master said just now is even more mysterious, you know that no matter how fast people think, there will always be some delay in transmitting instructions to the body, don't underestimate this little delay, sometimes it is the key to the victory or defeat of a battle, but if a person learns the combat instinct, it is very different, because the so-called combat instinct is a kind of muscle memory, in a specific attack, the body will automatically make a perfect avoidance or give a tricky counterattack, no need to think at all, to achieve seamless link. It's just that... If you need to achieve such an effect, there are only two possibilities, first, many, many people will feed him, and second, walk through the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood and experience countless lives and deaths. I think with Brother Lu's age and birth sect, it should be the former, right?!"

After the Ou Pavilion Lord finished speaking, even he couldn't be sure how Lu Weiyang's fighting instinct came from, because he couldn't see through this young man, with the cultivation of the gray iron nine grades as the middle of the third order, which was equivalent to the demon beast of the fourth and fifth grades of silver and was undefeated, it can be described as a fantasy, even if it was Wuzhuang Guan's walking outside, it was too exaggerated, this was enough to cross the two realms.

The sound of gold and iron colliding sounded shortly after the Ou Pavilion Lord, Xiao Luo, and Feiyan had explained what the "battle instinct" was, and they saw Lu Weiyang and the Hanging Qing White-fronted Tiger moving together! They collided solidly again, and the tiger claws and the barrel of the gun separated after touching, and the sparks left in mid-air disappeared in a flash.

In this way, the volley step of the Hanging Clear-fronted Tiger and Lu Weiyang's battle instinct duel were tied again, and they also returned to the position where the Hanging White-fronted Tiger climbed out of the gravel, but was it really a tie? In the eyes of this Hanging Clear-fronted Tiger, he lost by himself, although he was seriously injured, but he still had the strength of a third-order demon beast, but he had a tie with the little ghost of the gray iron nine grades, so he came to the sentence that there is no silver three hundred taels here!

"Abominable mortals, if the deity hadn't been injured when he escaped from the underworld, how would he have been humiliated by imps like you!"

Lu Weiyang is also a little fox, and he can't hear the tone in the words of the white-fronted tiger, which is a bit of a confession, so he danced out a spear flower very chicly, pinned the wind and thunder behind him, and said lightly.

"If you follow me for five years, I will have my own way to restore your strength!!"

After Lu Weiyang finished speaking, he pointed at his eyebrows with his right index finger, slightly unsealed the seal and immediately sealed it back, although the time was short, it also revealed a trace of the breath of the six-eared macaque blood and floated to the opposite side, and was captured by the Hanging Qing White-fronted Tiger, who couldn't help but look at Lu Weiyang with wide eyes, the Holy Blood Demon Clan?

It is said that Lu Weiyang has verified several times, and he has guessed what kind of demon beast the other party is, so he will want to take it under his command, so he is bold once, betting that the Ou Pavilion Lord, who is the highest cultivation here, will not find his small movements, in this process, he has been observing the reaction of the Ou Pavilion Lord with the residual vision of his eyes, very good, I didn't notice it, obviously the bet was right, so I looked at the Hanging Qing White-fronted Tiger on the opposite side with confidence, and saw that the fierce aura was slowly weakening after knowing his true identity, his lips moved slightly, and the two words rang in his head out of thin air.

"Yupo!"