Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Intimate ...... Melee......
Could it be that he was mistaken? What happened? Even Yang Cancan on the Tianci Platform didn't react, and still shot straight in the direction where Buli fell like an arrow off the string.
Cai Xiaoxian was like a flying bear, silently landing on the Tianci platform, and then flew and rushed to Yang Cancan's back again.
Yang Cancan's right hand guard claw grabbed the rock of the Tianci Terrace, and stabilized his body by the Tianci Terrace, a little stunned. There was no figure in front of him, and the majestic young man seemed to have disappeared, and he was lost in the blink of an eye. The body of the mountain forest cheetah twitched intermittently, its white fur full of life had become dull, and a layer of soul energy was shrouded around its body, and it looked like it was about to die.
What the hell is going on!
Yang Cancan was only stunned for a moment, then turned around abruptly and pounced on the black bear that rushed towards him. The carved beast was killed inexplicably, and Yang Cancan didn't have time to feel distressed. Although she is a daughter, she is decisive and clear, more ruthless and decisive than ordinary men, and her heart is like a rock. In order to win, Yang Cancan can make any sacrifice. The carved beast is dead, although now that the mountain and forest cheetah is recovered, there is still a chance to recover, but this battle is not over yet!
The Great Black castration was ferocious, like a black stone falling from the top of the mountain, and the wind was blowing in all directions, and the momentum was a hundred and ten times more violent than the Lianzhu Long Arrow that had just stepped away and Yang Cancan's pure carved beast combined. It's like the legendary 10,000-year-old demon beast emerging from the void, fierce and unstoppable.
Yang Cancan's face was a little pale, but his eyes were still resolute, no matter how amazing the momentum of the black bear that walked away, he still refused to take half a step back.
The momentum of immortality stopped abruptly with Yang Cancan's turn, and Da Hei's unstoppable appearance just now disappeared in an instant, falling to the ground like a puddle of mud, and his fat limbs kicked the bluestone of the Tianci Platform, trying to stay away from Yang Cancan.
This black bear is like a clown in a mirage, suddenly fierce, suddenly timid, obscene to the limit, constantly attracting Yang Cancan's attention, but not fighting Yang Cancan head-on, just constantly harassing Yang Cancan and consuming the opponent's attention.
Is this a bear? Who can be treacherous and cunning like this slippery and handless! For a moment, Yang Cancan even felt that this should be a lewd ruffian hooligan incarnated into a bear.
Yang Cancan still looked serious, his face was a little pale, his body scurried, and he quickly pursued Da Hei. At this moment, a majestic figure stood in front of the black bear, the huge horned longbow had been carried behind the back, holding a dirty sharp knife that could not be seen in the color in his right hand, standing firmly on the heavenly platform with two feet, and said, "You are defeated!"
Cai Xiaoxian kept clenching his little fists as if to cheer Bu Li, and it was not until this moment that Cai Xiaoxian was completely relieved in the audience. Although he was confused, and although he couldn't find a way out of living in the mountains and forests for many years, Cai Xiaoxian was not stupid and had a keen intuition about fighting. Just when Buli and Yang Cancan were in hand-to-hand combat, Cai Xiaoxian could be sure that Buli would win. It's just that no one is sure until the last moment.
When did he appear? Yang Cancan was startled, his steps froze, he stopped, and carefully examined his opponent for the first time.
Tall and sturdy, the other young men in the tribe were like grass and trees compared to the young man in front of him. The white snow wolf's skin was exposed with dark skin, and the muscles were tense and full of strength. The horn longbow on his back is slanted on his back, with a crossbow at his waist, his left hand is blocked at his waist, and his right hand is holding a sharp knife that cannot see its original color, which looks dirty and not murderous.
"Your name is Bu Li?" Yang Cancan's voice was a little strange, trembling slightly, but he couldn't hear a trace of fear, maybe because he was unwilling?
Bu Li smiled and said, "I'm sorry to hurt your tattooed beast." Admit defeat, go and save your tattoo beast now, and your cultivation won't hurt too much. ”
It is clear that he doesn't want to kill them all, and Buli's behavior is extremely upright, which is incredible. Yang Cancan looked sideways, and the patriarch Yang Ye's face was pale, and his eyes seemed to be on fire. Said a little gloomily: "The winner has not yet been decided." ”
After speaking, Yang Cancan didn't wait for Bu Li to say anything, he fitted up, his right hand gauntlet brought out a cold light, and his left hand also had an extra gauntlet at some point. The whole body was low, and in a trance, he felt that he was facing a fierce and cunning cheetah in the mountains and forests, and the aura on the field changed greatly.
Yang Cancan didn't use all his strength just now, but he didn't despise Bu Li, but left some means to show in the real battle later. Today's Yang Cancan is really the most powerful state, although the mountain and forest cheetah is dying under the heaven-given platform, Yang Cancan turns a blind eye, and the whole person is like a leopard and rushes straight to Buli.
Step away sharply sideways and kick back. Cai Xiaoxian also turned around with the movement of stepping away, and between a few ups and downs, he came to Yang Cancan's side, posing as a pincer.
Yang Cancan volleyed his hands into the air, pressed slightly, and blocked the halfway way of kicking from the side of Buli.
The kick that stepped away from the ferocious was a false move, turning the kick into pressure, kicking on the ground, and the gravel flew wildly. With this force, his body changed positions, dodging the sharp gauntlets of Yang Cancan's hands, and the sharp knife in his hand stabbed straight at Yang Cancan's side.
This kind of hand-to-hand combat is rarely encountered by those who are strong in tattooing. It is generally a bite between tattooed beasts, and the fight will be so fatal. And the two strong people with carved tattoos, where would they be willing to give up their noble bodies to fight to the death.
However, such a situation appeared between a strong man who had learned the true art of carving, soul art, and a genius hunter. Could it be that the world has become like this? Everyone was in a trance, when did the hunter become so good at close combat? Even the legendary Night Hunter would not fight his opponent like this.
A strange and bizarre battle that has evolved into a scene that no one expected. The battle between the strong people has turned into hand-to-hand combat, and everyone in the audience is shocked to see every move. For the Di Shi clan and the Bai Ling clan, everyone was impressed. Especially the winner who had just won, looking at such a sharp and dangerous confrontation, his heart had already shuddered. From this and the other, I empathized with the thought that if I stood on the stage, whether it was facing Yang Cancan or stepping away, I am afraid that a few transparent holes would have been poked out at this time.
The battle was like a storm, and there was no pause. The skins on the two of them were already in tatters, turning into fluttering butterflies and flying around them. The big black ghost sneakily hid aside, harassing Yang Cancan from time to time, making Yang Cancan unbearable.
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