"Wow, yes, I'm!"

Suddenly, an angry roar sounded, and I saw that in the deep pit in the distance, the big iron bull rushed out angrily and rushed straight towards the stone dragon.

At this time, his state also looked a little embarrassed, the black iron armor on his side and chest had been knocked out of shape, the corners of his mouth still had the blood stains left by the injury just now, and his left arm was the most serious, with a certain degree of distortion, and his left hand could not swing his arm at will when he ran with him.

"Boom !!"

The stone dragon and the big iron ox collided again, and the rubble flew and stirred up a large amount of dust.

The so-called wounding one of his arms is better than cutting off one of his fingers, Dashan seized the opportunity, and aimed at the left arm of the big iron bull's hand to attack vigorously, and was about to abolish his left arm first.

The battle with the stone dragon was obviously unsuccessful, and the big iron ox was knocked back, plowing a deep ravine in the ground.

"Wow, stinky boy, you forced me!"

The big iron bull shouted angrily, took out several talismans from his arms and pasted them on his body, only to see that the golden light on his body flashed, and his momentum became stronger.

"Huh? Vajra Talisman? This stupid cow has a lot of good stuff. ”

Master Mingzhen looked at the effect of the iron bull taking out the talisman seal and using it, and couldn't help but smack his lips, after all, if you want to talk about who is most familiar with this vajra talisman, it is none other than him, who was born in the vajra temple.

"Hmph, Bull Fist, Bull Demon Hit the Mountain!"

The big iron bull rushed towards the stone dragon again, facing the stone dragon sideways, raised his fists, and blasted towards the flying stone dragon, and vaguely there seemed to be a phantom of a bull demon roaring behind the big iron bull.

"Moo!!!"

"Boom !!"

"Good guy, there is something about this big iron bull, and it is really not to be underestimated that such a big road commodity as Brute Bull Boxing can be practiced to this extent."

Xie Zhishan smacked his lips, like the Wild Bull Fist, which is not a precious boxing technique in the class of the Soul Master, as long as you are willing to spend a little money, you can learn it, and most of the low-level Spirit Master Martial Arts Gym that teaches martial artists will use it as the basic boxing method for entry.

But this kind of low-level goods is really not in the eyes of Zhao Jin and a few people, and it is far inferior to Song Qingru's "Stormy Palm", which is simply the difference between fireflies and Haoyue.

"This person should have some talent in body refining, but unfortunately his brain is not very good."

Master Mingzhen sneered, he was born in the King Kong Temple, he looked down on this bull fist even more, in the King Kong Temple, there are many fist techniques, all of them are powerful moves, more than a star and a half stronger than this bull fist.

In the gap between the battle between the Great Iron Bull and the Stone Dragon, the assassin had also attacked in front of Dashan, and the daggers in both hands pierced out like fangs, but fortunately, Dashan had many years of experience in fighting wild beasts, and his ability to react to danger was quite keen.

A fork of his hand stabbed out, holding up the incoming dagger, the blade of which glowed purple in the moonlight, obviously quenched with poison.

Dashan was just about to kick out, but the other party suddenly opened his mouth, and a purple poisonous gas gushed out from his mouth, pointing directly at the door of Dashan.

"Huh!?"

Dashan was frightened and hurriedly retreated to the rear, but the other party stuck his steel fork with a dagger, and he was able to break free with all his strength, but a lot of poisonous gas had been inhaled in his mouth and nose.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The poisonous gas that entered his body rushed straight to the lungs of the mountain, and he felt that his breathing was already rapidly disordered, sometimes rapid, sometimes slow, and choking and coughing, and then a feeling of suffocation spread throughout his body, he covered his neck, and slowly fell to the ground, his face had turned purple with pig liver.

"Heh, I have been cultivating this poisonous gas for many years, even if I only smell a little bit, it will be fatal. Boy, it doesn't feel good to suffocate! ”

The dwarf assassin couldn't help but laugh wildly when he saw the mountain at this time.

He was an extremely rare poison spirit master, and that had always been his pride. His dream has always been to become a poison master, but his poison spiritual power cultivation talent is too poor, so he can only retreat to become a poison assassin.

He turned his head to look at his teammates with a look of victory, and the big iron bull was not miserable at this time, his arms drooping weakly, and the black iron armor attached to it was also shattered by the powerful impact, revealing the strong arms under his armor.

A small amount of blood was faintly flowing from his seven orifices, which was the damage to his internal organs caused by the shock force caused by the collision, and he was now on his knees and gasping for air.

Of course, the effect of the blow he had just fought hard was also quite strong, and he saw that the stone dragon that was fighting against him had turned into a puddle of rubble and fell to the ground, and the stone dragon became a "dead dragon", and it seemed that he had won.

"I won, boy, no matter how rampant you are, compare your strength, I haven't been afraid of anyone yet!"

The big iron bull grinned with his big teeth, as if it was a great thing to smash a stone dragon, and a large area of blood oozed from his mouth, and the big teeth in his mouth were also stained red with blood, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Heh, the battle is over, it's time to deal with you!"

The dwarf assassin sneered and walked towards the big iron bull.

"Come, Brother Tie, I'll help you."

"Okay."

Seeing that the short assassin was so kind to help him, the big iron bull didn't think much about it, besides, he was really in a bad state at this time, and it really took a lot of effort to stand up by himself.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the big iron bull felt a tingling sensation on his left arm, as if he had been bitten by some mosquito. Looking down, it was a needle, and the white potion inside had been injected into his arm by his "good teammates".

"You !!"

Da Tie Niu looked at his teammates in horror and wanted to reach out to grab the other party, but his arm had been dislocated, and it was difficult to exert his strength at all, and the other party had already jumped backwards and left his side.

"You... You... You're so vicious....."

The big iron bull even wanted to cut off the left arm that had been injected with poison, but he couldn't even do this at this time, he could only stare at the other party with vicious eyes, and then a smell of bitter almonds came, and he fell to the ground weakly, his eyes were like bull's eyes, and he couldn't blink a blind eye.

"Oh, with so many doses of cyanide, an elephant would be doomed, let alone you stupid cow. Poisoner, but you have to keep up with the times, cyanide, what a deadly poison! ”

Before he died, the big iron bull heard the triumphant voice of the dwarf assassin in his ears, and it was the last voice he heard about the world.

Seeing that the Great Iron Bull was silent and confirmed that it was dead, the dwarf assassin turned to look at the mountain that had already fallen to the ground and approached it.

"Guy, boy, you're weird, it's surprising that you've been gassed by me for so long and haven't died!"

The dwarf assassin sensed a faint sound coming from the mountain, walked up to him, stepped on him, and flipped his body over with his foot.

The breath of the mountain became even weaker, as if it were nothing, and then it was as if there was really no sound, lying there without moving.

The dwarf assassin leaned over to probe the mountain's snort, and the distance between a person and a "corpse" was less than ten centimeters, and at this moment, a brownish-gray "ball" burst out of the mountain's bosom and shot into the heart of the dwarf assassin.

"What!? Uh......"

The dwarf assassin tried to back away, but it was too late, the "little ball" had already struck him in the heart, and a sharp pain in his chest rushed to his head.

At this moment, Dashan suddenly opened his eyes and slapped his head with both palms left and right, almost bursting his head.

The dwarf assassin stared at the mountain in disbelief, spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground without a sound.

"I'm the best at pretending to be dead, master, I didn't pretend to be dead back then to avoid the blind bear. I'm sorry, you want to poison me even with this little poison? I'm sorry, I've been rolling in the nests of snakes, insects, rats and ants since I was a child, and I've long been poisonous. ”

Dashan spat out a mouthful of saliva, grinning with big teeth. The saliva was dark purple, and it was the condensed poison of the poisonous gas he had absorbed into his body before.

The dwarf assassin was as dead as his "good friend", and the "little ball" in his chest spun a little, and then jumped back onto the mountain's shoulder, and when he opened it carefully, it was a small hedgehog.

"Thank you, Atu."

Dashan touched the hedgehog's head dotingly, his hair was not stained with the slightest blood foam, and the hedgehog enjoyed his master's caresses.

"I'm rubbing, old, I like it."

Zhao Jin looked at the "last standing" mountain, and couldn't help but exclaim. Song Qingru, who was on the side, saw Zhao Jin's reaction like this, and his face showed a look that was really like this.

"This little hedgehog... Is that amazing? I'm afraid I'm not going to become a sperm! ”

Mu Qianshan stared at the very spiritual hedgehog on Dashan's shoulder, and his eyes showed envy. Who doesn't want such a powerful spirit beast?

"I'm afraid this is already close to the threshold of spirit beasts, right?"

Master Mingzhen, who also has some research on spirit beasts, also opened his mouth to express his opinion, after all, there are many spirit beasts in his master's King Kong Temple, and there is even a "King Kong" in it.

Well, there is a "King Kong" in the Kongo Temple, and there is nothing wrong with that, right?

"Hey, great monk, is that salted fish in your temple stronger than it?"

Xie Zhishan poked the Mage Mingzhen beside him, and he was greeted by a pair of white eyes from the other party.

"How many times have you said it, that's a koi, what a salted fish, you can't remember it in your brain, right?"

"Yes, yes, koi, koi, koi, isn't it just a stinky koi, what are you anxious about!"

Looking at Master Mingzhen's increasingly unkind eyes, Xie Zhishan shut up after saying a word, he and his last stubbornness.

"This hedgehog should not be at the stage of a spirit beast, it can only be said to be a pseudo spirit animal, and the koi in the spirit lake of my Dongshan Temple are in the same stage, but all spirit beasts have talents that are different from ordinary beasts, such as water resistance, fire control, wind control and other strange abilities, but in terms of combat power, the koi in my temple is not as good as this hedgehog."