The two wind blades made a fierce sound of breaking through the air, cutting inches of scars on the ancient tree, and struck out fiercely.
"Moo!"
The lion's mane bull collided.
There was a loud bang, and strong winds flowed. The lion-maned bull roared wildly, and ran out with hooves. Its horns reflected a dazzling cold light in the cracked sunlight, and stabbed Lingxiao Zhonggong!
However, Ling Xiao turned around deftly and got out of the way. Then he let out a loud roar, veins burst out in his arms, and he grabbed the horns of the lion-maned bull.
【Wow! Wrestling? 】
[What a crazy person, how dare you compete with a lion-maned bull! 】
The surrounding ancient trees let out a series of exclamations.
A man and an ox face each other in the depths of a dense forest.
Ling Xiao steadied his horse and used his arms as hard as he could to resist the overwhelming power of the lion's mane bull.
"Moo..."
The lion-maned bull roared angrily, a little furious.
This overestimating human being actually blocked its power collision?
After a moment of confrontation, Ling Xiao's arms trembled, he shouted suddenly, grabbed his horns, and used his strength to throw him to the side. At the same time, he flew up and kicked the lion's mane bull in the belly.
The lion-maned bull was caught off guard, stumbled to the side, and roared again.
Ling Xiao didn't need to understand cow language to know that it yelled four big words: No martial ethics!
"Who told you about martial ethics?"
Ling Xiao snorted, and the mire talisman prepared on his fingertips was instantly activated, trapping the lion-maned bull.
A flash of purple light appeared faintly, and chopped off the head of the lion-maned bull!
boom!
The lion-maned bull swung its head and blocked the sword with its horns, but ignored the next move.
An icy water arrow came out from the string and silently pierced the belly of the lion-maned bull.
Suffering this severe injury, the lion-maned bull screamed in fright and rage. A burst of strength burst out from nowhere, and he broke free from the shackles of the swamp talisman, ran wildly, and fled deep into the dense forest.
Ling Xiao smiled slightly and placed his feet in a daze.
The lion's mane bull is a strong one among the intermediate monsters. Even if it is seriously injured, it is difficult to deal with it.
It is better to wait for work and consume it first.
At that moment, the lion-maned bull was scurrying away in front, and Ling Xiao followed suit, like a gangrene attached to the bone.
After chasing for more than a thousand meters, the lion's mane bull's stomach was bleeding more and more, and its breathing became heavier. He tried to find a place to heal his wounds, but he couldn't get rid of Ling Xiao at all.
"Moo!"
The lion-maned bull roared, suddenly turned its horns, and charged towards Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao let out a laugh, knowing that the beast was at the end of its crossbow. He stretched out his arms and grabbed the horns again.
But this time, he effortlessly withstood the lion's mane bull's power. He even had enough energy to raise his left fist and hit the lion's mane bull hard in the eye socket!
boom!
The lion's mane bull fell down at the sound, its huge body hitting the soil heavily.
It roared and struggled.
But Ling Xiao sat astride it, his legs like hoops, tightly restraining it, making it difficult for it to break free, and his fists were like raindrops, pounding down mercilessly.
After a few punches, the nose and face were bruised and swollen, and blood flowed out. After another beating, the lion-maned bull stood on the ground, with only air coming out of its mouth and no air coming in.
Ling Xiao just gave up.
[He beat the lion-maned bull to death alive! 】
【What a strong brute force! 】
Ling Xiao smiled slightly when he heard this.
His power is indeed getting stronger day by day.
Perhaps after practicing the Elephant Kung Fu to its deepest level, he can really unleash a power comparable to that of an ancient giant elephant!
Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel happy when he dug out the horns of the bull.
The horns of the lion's mane bull are very good materials for refining weapons. One horn can sell for 50 spirit stones.
Monster hunting is indeed a hugely profitable industry.
Of course, Ling Xiao just took advantage of being able to understand Cao Mu's words to be able to sigh like this.
Ordinary monster hunters often have to risk their lives and wander in the Moqu Mountains for a long time to search and track high-quality prey.
And even if the hunt is successful, the loot must be divided equally among all team members.
Like Ling Xiao, who can accurately avoid powerful monsters, easily locate the target prey, and enjoy the spoils all to himself, it is no different from a fantasy.
Bury the body of the lion's mane bull, rest on the spot, and recover your physical strength and mana.
Ling Xiao spent a lot of money in the battle with the lion's mane bull.
Especially in terms of mana.
The Purple Sword is a mid-level magical weapon, and the mana required to activate it is relatively large for a body-forging monk.
Ling Xiao thought of the forbidden cone in his hand.
Upper-level magic weapons require even more mana.
If Ling Xiao could drive the forbidden cone at will, it would be easier to deal with monsters like the lion-maned bull.
This thought only flashed through Ling Xiao's mind, and he burst into laughter.
It's not good to be too greedy.
Now that you have enjoyed the strength advantage brought by physical training, you shouldn't have to look to Shu and covet the convenience of mana.
Thinking like this, Ling Xiao silently entered the state of breath adjustment.
The forest is silent.
Occasionally, the forest wind blows, causing the dense forest to sway.
Ling Xiao sat still like an old monk, selflessly adjusting his breath.
It seemed like a long time passed.
A sword quietly emerged from the woods behind Ling Xiao, like a poisonous snake, and bit into Ling Xiao's defenseless back!
moment!
The quiet and peaceful forest seems to have torn apart the disguise of tranquility, and is full of murderous intent!
Seeing that the edge of the sword was about to stab Ling Xiao to the core, Ling Xiao, who was motionless as a mountain, opened his eyes at this moment of lightning and flint.
when!
A sound of gold and iron echoed.
The owner of the sword let out a light sigh.
However, he saw a shield suddenly appeared in front of Ling Xiao, just blocking the advance of the sword.
Counterattack, completed in an instant!
The wind blade, which was ready to go, let out a rapid roar, stabbed out diagonally, and struck the owner of the sword fiercely!
The owner of the sword let out a muffled grunt, withdrew quickly, and with almost a flash, he plunged into the dense forest again and disappeared.
Ling Xiao got up and ran after him.
When you step into a dense forest, you can’t tell the difference.
Ling Xiao walked along the blood stains on the ground, and suddenly, he heard Gu Mu prompting in his ears.
[The blood stains are disguised, he is behind you! 】
【careful! 】
Ling Xiao was startled, and clicked his round shield like a reflex.
The aura of the buckler surged, spun around, and circled around his back like lightning.
boom!
"How can it be?!"
The assassin finally couldn't hold himself any longer and let out a scream.
He was assassinated twice, but Ling Xiao was able to prevent him both times. It was as if Ling Xiao had seen through every move he made!
This is something unheard of!
"Why isn't it possible?"
Ling Xiao turned around and stared coldly at the other party, finally seeing the assassin's face clearly.
An ordinary middle-aged man, the kind that would never be found in a crowd. He only had a pair of eyes that exuded a disregard for life.
Cultivation level, seventh level of Qi refining!
"You deserve to die!"
Ling Xiao was furious and waved his fists without hesitation.
Meteor attack!
The fist shadows overlapped and rushed out.
"Forging monk!"
The assassin couldn't help but feel scared and retreated without hesitation!
Although his cultivation level is higher than that of Ling Xiao, he can fight in close combat and is definitely no match for the body-forging monks!
The assassin was as fast as the wind, but still, he was not as fast as a fist.
Bang bang...
There were still two punches hitting him.
The assassin vomited out a mouthful of blood and felt his internal organs shaking and screaming.
But he had a stoic heart, and with the help of his remaining fists, he flew into the dense forest like a big bird and disappeared again.
