Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Fierce Fight
Although this black Jiao was careless for a moment and was injured, the injury was not serious, and even the bones were not injured. As a first-order peak demon beast, the combat power of the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info was not inferior to that of a ninth-level monk in the Qi refining period, and it was even more terrifying.
Injured demon beasts will not be afraid in their hearts, but will make them even more bloodthirsty and violent!
The fist-sized green pupils, sharp as a pair of sharp swords, stared coldly at the pastoral language, and the strong fishy smell was permeated, making people sick.
Mu Yu licked his dry lips, his eyes were shining without fear, only a firm fighting spirit.
"Duh!" the word shouted out, Mu Yu's body moved quickly like a ghost, and a yellow talisman was shot, and with a bang, it turned into a ball of fire and smashed towards the black Jiao.
The black Jiao roared, opened its bloody mouth, and spewed out a cloud of blue ice-colored mist, but the speed of the pastoral language was too fast, and before the ice mist shrouded it, it flashed a few steps to the side.
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A blue-blue mist soaked in a meadow, and in an instant, it was covered in a sharp ice cube, shining with a faint glare in the sunlight.
Mu Yu touched the storage bag, pinched out a few talismans, pinched the trick with both hands, and the talisman was thrown out like flowing water, and three fire bombs smashed into the body of the black Jiao in a zigzag shape, and at the same time, there were dense ice picks that swept at its seven inches, wanting to destroy the snake gall of this demon beast.
Heijiao was furious, but in the face of such an attack, he didn't dare to be careless, and his huge body was extremely flexible with a twist, and he directly dodged three missiles, and then, with a flick of its tail, it was as hard as fine iron, and it swept away the ice picks that flew over with a few bangs.
"The body of this demon beast is so strong! And its flexibility is not much inferior to that of ordinary wind wolves......" Mu Yu was secretly shocked.
Watching the black Jiao rolling in the mire, there was a lot of fishy swamp liquid, sprayed on Mu Yu's body, but his eyes stared at the black Jiao motionlessly, and all his attention was also focused on its body. This is the strongest opponent that Mu Yu has fought so far, if there is no Bingzha Ring and a few second-order runes to rely on, Mu Yu will not even think about it, turn around and run.
"Try where my limit is!" Mu Yu said secretly, his feet slammed on the ground, and his body was like a wild goose, and he rushed towards the black Jiao quickly and clearly.
At the same time, Mu Yu pinched the trick with one hand, sacrificed a talisman sword, and with a finger, with a whoosh, it turned into a beam of light and slashed towards the head of the black Jiao.
Click-
The sturdy scales resisted most of the power of the rune sword, and the spell that burst out only damaged the flesh of the black Jiao.
However, the more this is the case, the bloodthirstiness and violence hidden in the blood of the black Jiao will be vented like a volcanic eruption.
Phew!
Mu Yu's mouth opened, spit out a mouthful of true yuan, sprayed on the iron shield, after raising the defense, he kicked the ground eight times in a row, as if flying, with a strange footwork, around the back of the black Jiao's head, at the same time, the palm-sized red and orange fire bomb condensed in his palm, that is, the black Jiao noticed that something was wrong, when he turned his head, taking advantage of this effort, Mu Yu aimed at its eye, first crushed a flash talisman, and the next moment, the red and orange fire bomb in the palm of the palm bombed down.
Poof!
Mu Yu closed his eyes tightly and fell straight into the fishy mire, but Rao was like this, and the strong white glow still stinged his eyes.
In his ears, there was a hysterical scream of the black Jiao, and Mu Yu was secretly happy in his heart, he should have hit the black Jiao hard, but when his head surfaced, he suddenly found that the right eye of the black Jiao was only with a touch of blood, and the left eye did not have the slightest abnormality, and the red-orange fire bomb was probably also hit on its single horn, causing a layer of charcoal color on its surface.
Mu Yu's heart sank, and he popped out his palm like lightning, and silently recited the mantra of the master, as if there was an invisible blade that cut off the rhizome of the water and fire lotus flower and put it into a jade box.
It was only at this time that Hei Jiao reacted, his eyes revealed a sense of violence, this water and fire lotus flower it has been waiting for more than thirty years, all along, he has been reluctant to take it, and he plans to swallow it in one bite for another ten years, breaking through the level of second-order demon beasts, and Mu Yu doing this is tantamount to turning Hei Jiao's decades of efforts into nothing.
Hiss!
An earth-shattering roar resounded throughout the foul-smelling mire, and even the beasts passing by in the distance changed color and ran for their lives with wails.
"Evil animal, can't you kill you when I do?" Mu Yu shouted angrily, but his palms slapped the mire, like a frightened bird, he flew out dozens of meters away and fell to the ground.
Ignoring the stinking smell on his body, Mu Yu pursed his lips and touched the storage bag with one hand, hesitating whether to use the ice ring.
"Hmph, this black Jiao may not be able to do anything to me, although the combat power of demon beasts is higher than that of humans, but if humans have magic weapons at their disposal, demon beasts of the same level are really not opponents of humans. Mu Yu thought to himself. Although the demon beast is powerful, it does not have the wisdom of human beings, and it does not know how to refine pills, nor can it refine weapons, let alone use any magic weapons.
said that it was too late, and then quickly, Heijiao twisted his body, his upper body bent slightly, and then he was shocked and bit towards Mu Yu.
Mu Yu gritted his teeth and took out the simple knife that the master gave him before he died.
Ordinary and unremarkable, the metal used to forge the Pu Dao is estimated to be mortal, not a rare thing, but when the spiritual power of the pastoral language is infused into it, the spell that emerges makes this Pu Dao become a peerless divine weapon, and a gentle buzz can shatter the eardrums of a second-rate martial artist.
"Zh!" the pastoral language shouted, and the word was deafening, but it obviously could not deter the black Jiao, but was regarded as a provocation by it. The tail lay down violently, like a grinding disc, and smashed towards the head and face of the pastor.
Click-
Pu Dao slashed at the tail of the grinding disc, a brilliant spark splashed, as the strength of Mu Yu increased, the scales shattered in an instant, flying in the air, Pu Dao also cut into the flesh of the black Jiao, but was clamped by the strong muscles.
Suddenly, in the depths of the black Jiao's snake pupils, a trace of cunning swept by, and the tail of the lying body stretched out, like a spring, around the back of Mu Yu, wanting to smash his head.
Mu Yu secretly screamed badly, spewed out a mouthful of true yuan, poured into the iron shield, and the whole body was suddenly wrapped in a cloud of yellow mang, only to hear a loud bang, and the thick tail of the bucket covered with black scales smashed into the yellow mang.
A spell bloomed! A brilliant flame of light erupted, and the figure wrapped in yellow mangs smashed into the depths of the mire with a pop.
As soon as the black Jiao circled, the Jiao's head plunged into the mire, and a dull sound came out of the mire, and the battle was fierce, so that most of the stinky water in the mire splashed on the shore, and the water level volume dropped by three-tenths.