Chapter 117: Wrestling with the Bull

If he only insisted on it for half an hour, Wu Qingtao would control the strength in his body and avoid the heavy and light, but he could barely do it.

Provided there are no surprises.

Wu Qingtao walked quickly among the cattle, occasionally exerting a force to compete with the fire ox.

At the same time, I am also thinking about how to take a cow up for a while and make a banana beef stew.

On the way to Flaming Mountain, Wu Qingtao bought a lot of spices and sauces in a small town, just waiting to come here and make a delicious beef soup.

But obviously it's very difficult.

Just when Wu Qingtao was still thinking about what spices to put in, a bull that seemed to be in heat almost poked its horns into Wu Qingtao's chest. Fortunately, Wu Qingtao turned around in time, and the tip of the horn cut Wu Qingtao's clothes and skin, leaving a thin wound.

"Damn, die!"

Wu Qingtao was furious, grabbed the head of the bull with one hand, grabbed the bent foot and hit the head of the bull very hard, and at the same time pressed hard, pressing the head of the bull to the ground, and the horns of the bull were deeply rooted in the ground.

This almost smashed the skull of the fire bull, blood oozed from its nose, eyes and mouth, and the cow's hooves twitched and fell to the ground.

Immediately after a donkey rolled, Wu Qingtao dodged the attack of another fire bull. Standing up, as if walking a tightrope, he sideways dodged another attack from a fire bull, and then stabbed the fire bull in the eye with a sword. As soon as the hand was twisted, the Wind Yin Sword then stirred in the bull's eye, breaking the eyeballs, and the blood flowed.

The fire ox galloped in pain, collided with the other two fire oxen, and fell on all sides.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Wu Qingtao kept circling with the herd, taking the opportunity to attack, and when he caught a glimpse of the distance, a fire ox that looked like a small fortress was rampaging through the herd, rushing over in the dust.

The fire ox was nearly three feet tall, and when it ran, the mountains shook like an earthquake, and its tendons and flesh were twisted like pieces of bread, and it was extremely strong. The two horns on the top of his head are even thicker, like two heavy axes, enough to poke Wu Qingtao into strings.

"I'm going! It's all brothers who eat one meal, do you have to play so big? I don't give any affection?" Wu Qingtao was shocked and secretly slandered.

Seeing the fire bull rushing over, the rest of the fire bull avoided it one after another, lest they could avoid it.

Approaching three zhang, it is as high as two or three floors, Wu Qingtao looked up, and he could still see the majestic *** under the crotch of the fire bull.

If you can cut it and soak it in wine, the effect must be very good~

Wu Qingtao's eyes are fanatical, maybe he can really get rid of the titles of fast man, wilting brother, etc., and live a happy life~

Wu Qingtao looked at the top of the mountain gratefully, and thanked Su Xian for bringing him here and discovering such a treasure.

Seeing this, Wu Qingtao was fanatical in his heart and rushed towards the tank-like fire bull.

It is estimated that the fire bull should be the first cow here. According to the Flood Desolation Realm, it is the legendary Fire Bull King.

When the Fire Bull King saw Wu Qingtao seeing him, instead of running away, he rushed over with a gleam in his eyes. So the anger in his heart was even stronger, the cow's hooves trampled on the ground, the nostrils spewed white gas, and the horns were aimed at Wu Qingtao.

Xiao Jian saw on the top of the mountain that two black dots, one large and one small, were moving at the foot of the mountain at great speed, heading towards each other. No matter how dense the banana forest was, it couldn't stop the footsteps of a man and a cow at all, and they were trampled and knocked down one after another, until the two black dots collided together......

Bang!

A strong wave of air shook out, spreading outward in a circle, stirring up a cloud of dust that swept over a radius of ten zhang. There were also a few unlucky fire oxen, because they got too close, they were swept away by the air waves generated by the collision between the two, rolled on the ground several times, and got up in disgrace, very embarrassed.

After waiting for a while, the air gradually settled, and the figures of Wu Qingtao and the Fire Bull King gradually became clear, until they appeared in the field of vision.

Wu Qingtao put away the Wind Yin Sword when he was sprinting, and at this moment, he was holding a horn in each hand, and his black face was actually red!

"Damn, the power of this Fire Bull King is definitely 100,000 catties!"