Chapter Thirty-Six: The Bloody Battle of the Bull Demon King
The Bull Demon King only felt a flash of white light in the corners of his eyes, and with years of experience, the jet-black mixed iron rod was on his chest, and a white bone gun had appeared in front of him. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"So fast!" the old cow was taken aback.
The cold light appeared, the beard was broken, Chongjiu at this time was silent, the white bone spear in his hand transformed, flashing spear flowers, the offensive was stormy, and for a while, there seemed to be thousands of Chongjiu around the side of the Bull Demon King, with the innate speed advantage, as well as the pursuit of martial arts, it happened to be an opponent, and at this moment Chongjiu's heart was completely boiling.
He felt as if his blood was burning, although the old cow was at a disadvantage, the mixed iron rod dance was impenetrable, steady and steady, not seeking merit but seeking no fault, such an offensive He believed that Chongjiu would not last long.
Looking at Chongjiu, who was speechless, Lao Niu secretly said in his heart: "Where did this monster come from? It's so powerful, my old cow is also well-informed, most of the disciples in the sect are familiar with it, although other monsters with names and surnames have never seen them, and they have heard of them slightly, but none of them have cultivated to such a point, and the person in front of them can be matched." ”
In a trance, the Senbai spear came, Chongjiu didn't care what you wanted, of course he didn't let go of the opportunity, how could the Bull Demon King let him get his wish, the long stick blocked, ready to swing away the shot coming from the side, but I didn't expect that at this moment, Chongjiu's speed skyrocketed again, and the originally fast spear suddenly turned into a spring, and the tip of the spear suddenly ejected out. Don't forget, the spear in Chongjiu's hand is transformed by the spine of the gods and demons, and the spine is the spring that supports the body, and in an instant, the Bull Demon King was startled by this change, and reluctantly tilted his head to fire one more fatal blow, but the spear was already fiercely pierced on the shoulder, directly penetrating the armor and piercing it between the collarbones.
"Good boy, there is a hand!" the injured Bull Demon King didn't care about the pain at all, and praised in his mouth. The princess of the iron fan next to her was shocked, and looked at the Bull Demon King with some worry, but she also didn't expect that this kid in front of her could hurt the Bull Demon King.
The cow is crazy, what kind of state Chongjiu doesn't know, occasionally watch the news, there are few good results for people who are targeted by the mad cow, and it is child's play to open the intestine and break the belly, one is cold, and the heart is rotten.
"I've been on the island for a long time, the martial arts have been abandoned, and I haven't felt such a real pain for a long time, yes, yes. At this time, Chongjiu had already withdrawn his spear and stood by casually, looking at the Bull Demon King who seemed to be in memory, the old cow at this time was the most terrifying.
But so what.
I didn't want to be your enemy, but you pressed forward step by step, and the reason for it didn't matter at the beginning, to this point, only two men were left to fight. Two men, for one woman?
The jet-black mixed iron rod was carried on his shoulder, his eyes were flushed with blood, and a trace of the heroic demeanor was displayed during the walk, even Chongjiu had to admit that Lao Niu did have the temperament of being a big brother.
On the way to the west, the winner of life among the monsters is none other than the Bull Demon King, who has a lot of money, a beautiful wife and a beautiful concubine, a large territory, and a high cultivation.
On such a day, even the gods in the sky can't compare.
It's like comparing the local tyrant and the staff in the system, which one do you choose?
At this time, Lao Niu's career has just started, he has just begun to fight the world, and he is accompanied by beauties, Chongjiu feels that it is not bad to follow the Bull Demon King, but under the yin and yang, he has become an opponent and made people.
"Boy, be careful. "The Bull Demon King respects every opponent, and has cultivated to the point where they have rarely fought, and people of the same level are either cultivating behind closed doors, or they should not fight, and today I finally met one, and I just happened to move my muscles and bones.
Lao Niu's tendon temperament, coupled with the guidance of the Tongtian Sect Master, did not take any other path, all his thoughts were on the law of force, and when he arrived at the Golden Immortal Cultivation, the path of cultivation had come to an end, and as for the back, he chose one of the avenues.
If a person spends a year on a thing, he may be familiar with it, ten years of mastery, and a hundred years of turning things into a part of himself, and a thousand years is born like a flower, ten thousand years, then he is a god.
Even if Chongjiu has excellent talent and adventures, he can't compare to the old cow who grinds up step by step.
The old cow went crazy and frightened.
The old cow is one head taller than Chongjiu, coupled with his majestic body, he walks with a huge sense of oppression.
"I haven't moved my body for a long time, and my bones feel rusty. Before the words fell, he rose into the air, and two large pits collapsed on the ground, splitting Huashan with one move, and the mixed iron rod seemed to absorb the light from the sky, and Chongjiu only felt that it was dark in front of him.
The surrounding air also seems to be viscous, and there is a desire to dodge, but the space barrier is extremely solid, and the stick of the old cow has a function similar to imprisoning space, which is the manifestation of the law, and you must obey my will in my domain.
I had no choice but to raise the gun, and the two hit each other, the body of the gun became a bow, the stick body almost touched the tip of Chongjiu's nose, and the eyes were facing the blood-red eyes of the old cow, which was hideous and terrifying. There was a smell of blood in the nostrils, bleeding from the mouth. Then came the irresistible force, and the two of them were like bulldozers, making a deep mark on the ground.
At a distance of 100 zhang, Chongjiu's body didn't know how many towering ancient trees had been destroyed, and finally fell on a mountain wall before he stopped, standing up with the barrel of the gun, his hands trembling slightly, and the spear roared sadly.
The absolute gap, Chongjiu was originally a little proud of his martial arts and cultivation, what rhinoceros essence, Ruyi true immortal, goldfish essence, few of them were his opponents, they were all beaten by him, and when they came into contact with people at the level of Lao Niu, they knew that they were really frogs at the bottom of the well, ridiculous!
I don't know how many bones on my body have been broken, and they are being quickly recovered, without him, since I can't escape, three words, fight to the death! I haven't seen many winds and waves in my previous life, I do business, I like to compromise, as long as it is a problem that money can solve, everything is negotiable, and the longer I live, the more I feel every fun.
It turned out that it was not interesting, not because there was money and everything was at your fingertips, but because there was no blood in my heart, no blood. If you don't have blood, you don't have guts, and in this world, if you don't have guts, you're just a pile of mud.
"Chongjiu has no strengths, just hard bones!" At this moment, he seemed to be back to the young man who gritted his teeth step by step, alone outside, without money, without power, everything could only be fought for with a pair of hands.
In order to survive, there is only one thing in your heart, faith!
"It's kind of interesting!" Looking at Chongjiu who stood up, Lao Niu's eyes showed appreciation, but his hands were not slow, his body flashed slightly, he came to Chongjiu's side in a few steps, swept thousands of troops, I appreciate you, it doesn't mean that I will let you go, fight the snake and don't die but suffer from it.
Ten thousand years have passed, and the old cow has seen less? Even if the mind is simple, after 10,000 years, the heart has already been exquisite. The enemy should not give you a chance, it was precisely because of the scruples of friendship that the sect ended up like this. Thinking of this, the hatred in my heart seems to have deepened by three points, leaving no room for action.