"Hahaha, if it doesn't surrender, that would be better." The Demon Mandrill next to him said with a ferocious smile: "I would like to see whether its bones are stronger or Master Mandrill's fist is stronger!"
As he said that, the mandrill clenched his fists loudly. The King Armor and the White-browed Old Monkey also laughed strangely and stared at the Blood-striped Wild Lion with unkind eyes. This guy couldn't help but tremble slightly.
But the next moment, the angry lion roared: "You have the guts to fight one-on-one, and all of you want to bully me? What kind of skills do you think you have?!"
"Hahahahaha——" After hearing this, the beasts laughed wildly, which shocked the wild lion. It thought to itself, what are these guys laughing at?
At the same time, the mandrill stopped laughing, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then said: "I see that your brain has been damaged by the flaming golden eagle. What is fighting alone and what is fighting in a group? Only guys of equal strength are qualified to decide, but you are not qualified!"
"That's right, you are a weakling in our eyes. If you pick any one of our brothers at random, he can completely torture you, a loser." King Jiaxiu bared his teeth and sneered, "If you don't believe it, grandpa will do it right now." Let you choose!"
"It's right." Guan Heng crossed his shoulders and said: "Golden Eagle, your revenge has been avenged. You also beat the lion. Now come over here and leave the rest to the Demon Mandrill and Armor. Just king them."
"Okay." The flaming golden eagle thought that his bad breath had been released, and there was no need to cling to the blood-striped wild lion anymore, so he folded his wings and folded his feathers, landed next to Guan Heng, and asked: "Benefactor, do you have anything else? Any orders?"
"I didn't tell you, but I want to check your body." After saying that, Guan Heng stretched out his hand and gently pressed the other person's forehead, and said: "I discovered it when I poured spiritual energy into you just now. There is something very serious in your body. old wounds..."
"Oh, my benefactor, I have been plagued by this old disease for many years. Without the treatment of spiritual grass and spiritual fruit, my life will be over. You better not bother..."
As soon as the flaming golden eagle said this, Guan Heng interrupted it: "Who told you that this injury can't be cured? It's easy for me."
"Huh?!" Hearing this, the golden eagle was stunned. Then, it stammered and asked: "Benefactor, I didn't hear clearly. You mean that my injury is easy for you." Very simple?"
"That's right, the method you talked about before about eating the spiritual grass and spiritual fruit to treat the injury will treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Sooner or later, the injury will recur. When the time comes, it will be difficult to recover, and you will be dead."
Guan Heng said calmly: "But I can help you cure this injury. You don't have to worry about recurrence in the future."
"This, this is really unimaginable." Muttering to himself, the Blazing Golden Eagle's face was full of surprise. The boss of the wolf beast and the one-horned black lynx next to him said: "This is nothing strange, no matter how serious it is. As long as you still have breath, Mr. Guan can heal any injury."
"Hehehe, although it is a bit exaggerated, it is also true."
Guan Heng touched his chin and chuckled: "You must have been suffering from this injury for many years, right? I just checked and found that all the internal organs in your body have been injured in different ways. Although it is a little troublesome to treat, But don’t worry, I can definitely cure you, but..."
Having said this, he paused for a moment, and the Flame Golden Eagle suddenly became a little nervous, and asked hurriedly: "But what?"
"Don't worry, I have to think about it before I tell you. Let's watch the battle first." As he said that, Guan Heng pointed to the demon mandrills and the others who were confronting the blood-striped wild lion in front of him. The flaming golden eagle was extremely convinced of Guan Heng. Since the other party said to wait a moment, then wait a moment.
"Hey, hey, stupid lion, have you decided which of us will be your opponent?"
At this moment, Demon Mandrill smiled strangely: "Don't blame me for not telling you. Each of us brothers can beat you half to death with just one move. If you can't do this, I will make the decision and release you directly." Got it!"
"What did you say?!" Hearing this, the Blood-striped Wild Lion was so angry that his eyes were about to burst and his orifices were filled with smoke, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. The Demon Mandrill's words were full of disdain and contempt, which really hurt people's self-esteem. , he simply didn’t take the overlord of one side, the Blood-striped Wild Lion, into consideration.
Huangshi trembled all over, and then roared: "Okay, this is what you said, I don't believe you will be so shameless that you won't admit it the first time!"
"I have always said that spitting can make a hole in the ground." The mandrill hugged his shoulders and sneered: "Hurry up and pick your opponent, otherwise, if I get impatient, I will directly tear apart your bones myself. !”
"snort!"
Although he wanted to tear the evil mandrill in front of him to pieces, the Blood-striped Wild Lion really didn't have the courage to challenge it, because the Demon Mandrill had been releasing strong murderous pressure from the beginning to the end. The Wild Lion had no doubt that as long as he dared to pick it, he would do it. The opponent was blasted into minced meat in an instant.
The Blood-striped Wild Lion is not a fool. How could he not understand that the demonic mandrill kept provoking him just to make him lose his mind and pick it as his opponent, and then beat him severely?
"I'm no match for this ugly monster. I don't need to be provoked by it and then get beaten by myself."
After this thought came to his mind, the blood-striped wild lion's eyes actually fell on the white-browed old monkey. Just because the other person was not good-looking and did not look like a master, so the wild lion roared: "Let this smelly monkey do it." My opponent, I want to challenge it!”
"Wooji?!" When the other party said that he was ugly, the old monkey with white eyebrows was angry at first, and then he was ecstatic. He could not help but beat his chest with his fists and screamed. They immediately started shouting.
"Why did you pick this damn monkey again?"
"That's right. Every time this monkey pretends to be a weakling and steals our opponent, it's really abominable."
"Damn lion, you are so blind!" Hearing the noise of the beasts, the bloody lion was a little puzzled at first, and then felt that something was wrong. It couldn't help but feel a chill running down its spine. It thought in its heart: "Can it be said that I made a mistake? What happened?"
"Oh, poor stupid lion, you are making yourself uncomfortable." The corner of the devil's mouth slightly curled up with a sneer: "Although I don't do it myself, we buddies all like to watch monkeys beating their enemies. Hehehe, yes. It’s time to see it again.”
"Old monkey, hurry up and get in."
"By the way, Mr. Guan said that you should leave this stupid thing alive. Remember, don't think about beating him to death like last time."
"Wujiji!" Hearing the words of the beasts, the white-browed old monkey grinned, screamed and shook his fist, and then suddenly rushed towards the blood-striped wild lion.
"A mere skinny monkey dares to attack me, you are seeking death!" He screamed in his heart, but the blood-striped wild lion's expression was still extremely ferocious, and he struck at the opponent with a swipe of his claws.
