The tigress glanced at the team behind the barbarians.
The lineup is very high-level, ten times stronger than the Sheephead and Monkeyhead.
The enemy is in front of him, and the Sheephead is still clamoring, pursuing the Monkey Head man riding on them and stepping on their backs. The Monkey Head man was not polite, waving his fists that were swinging around with flames.
"Two to two, it's very fair, you guys fight." The tiger turned his eyes and said meaningfully: "Look at who is better!"
After saying that, the tiger turned around and scolded the monkey-headed man and the sheep-headed man. Under his intimidation, the patriarchs of the two tribes obediently organized the team.
Yang Muyun was stunned for a moment. Is there something wrong?
But the two male tigers slowly stepped forward, and their breath locked in themselves and Dashi.
Yang Muyun and Dashi could only stand up, otherwise the two tigers rushed to the team behind them and massacred them, and most of the troops they had finally accumulated would be lost.
Generals vs generals, soldiers vs. soldiers, this is the best way to fight.
The blood-eyed white-headed tiger and the red-scaled two-tailed tiger looked at each other.
On the surface, the blood-eyed white-headed tiger has a more majestic body, almost twice as big as the red-scaled two-tailed tiger, and its limbs are thicker. At first glance, it is good at fighting with hands and stones. Dashi is also a tendency to power. The two are of the same type, blood
The white-headed tiger has the advantage of body shape, and it is more handy when fighting, suppressing Dashi almost in all aspects.
But the red scale two-tailed tiger doesn't.
If the blood-eyed white-necked tiger was beaten smoothly, wouldn’t it seem that he was very brave? He was originally small, and if he was snatched the limelight by that stupid guy, he would be even worse. This is a courtship battle. How can he do it?
Make competitors perform too well.
So, the red-scaled two-tailed tiger rushed towards the big stone.
The white-headed tiger was stunned for a moment, and immediately guessed the competitor's sinister intentions. He thought to himself: When I kill this little man, you can't beat the opponent. It depends on what face you have.
Yang Muyun didn't know the intrigue between the two tigers. When he saw the huge blood-eyed white-headed tiger pounced towards him, he immediately took a deep breath, pressed his upper body down, and retreated slightly with his right leg.
The moment the blood-eyed white-headed tiger hit the ground, Yang Muyun moved his body two steps to the right, avoiding the tiger's sweep.
The blood-eyed white-headed tiger was also stunned for a moment. He hit and swept himself, and few opponents could dodge. Why did this barbarian look like a prophet? Moreover, he seemed to be moving sideways just now.
The blood-eyed and white-headed tiger swung its butt, and its tail swept towards Yang Muyun like a steel whip.
This time, the tiger saw clearly that the opponent was indeed moving horizontally, moving quickly and smoothly, just like... like a crab.
This is very uncomfortable.
Tigers usually fight face to face and are used to straightforward tough battles. Even if their opponents can't stand it, they turn their heads and run away, and then chase them at the end and attack the enemy's butts hard.
To put it bluntly, tigers are used to vertical combat methods and have no experience in horizontal combat at all.
The blood-eyed white-headed tiger turned to Yang Muyun, but Yang Muyun's soles slipped to the side of the tiger again. No matter how the blood-eyed white-headed tiger moved, Yang Muyun could always beat him up quickly.
After trying a few times, Yang Muyun gradually realized the advantages of his long legs, and gradually let go of his psychological discomfort and continued to explore the combat potential of his legs.
"You're moving too slowly!"
"You're all over your body!"
"Can't you see my shadow? Then let you see how powerful I am!"
After saying that, Yang Muyun rushed forward and instantly crossed five or six steps away from the side of the tiger's waist with a blood-eyed white forehead. Then he raised his knee and slammed it hard on the tiger's ribs.
Although the tiger tried its best to dodge, it was still hit by Yang Muyun, and a crisp sound of breaking was heard from the ribs.
The position on the waist is quite awkward. The tiger's teeth cannot be bitten, the front paws cannot be scratched, and the rear paws will lose balance once they are lifted, so the tail can be taken care of.
But before his tail was thrown on his body, Yang Muyun took advantage of the momentum of rushing forward and flipped his body on the back of the tiger with blood-eyed and white forehead.
The blood-eyed white-headed tiger dared not let the enemy ride on his back. He shrank his body and squatted up, then turned around and waved his claws and attacked Yang Muyun.
Yang Muyun supported the ground with both hands, and his body instantly became half short. After avoiding the tiger's claws, Yang Muyun's legs split at 180 degrees and kicked his right foot hard on the tiger's spine with the help of the spiral force.
I saw the skin halo on Yang Muyun's toes flowing, revealing a faint pink color. If I remember correctly, this is the color of the giant crab shell.
In the halo, the shoes on Yang Muyun's feet sniffed open, and the big toe was pushed out of the toe, accurately nailed into the gap in the tiger's spine.
puff!
Under the impact of power, the shoes on Yang Muyun's feet completely exploded, and the pink soles of the feet blinded everyone's eyes.
However, the pink soles burst out with terrifying lethality, and the big toe and toe penetrated into the gap of the blood-eyed white-fronted tiger's spine.
The skin on Yang Muyun's toes became particularly hard, just like the shell of a giant crab, piercing the tiger's skin with a point-breaking surface and deeply embedded in the gaps in its spine.
Moreover, Yang Muyun's big toe was tilted mischievously, causing the blood-eyed white-browed tiger to tremble all over, and then let out a roar that shook the earth, and his muscles shrank and turned around to bite them.
Yang Muyun kicked his toes with force and then moved horizontally to the side of the white-headed tiger with blood-eyed eyes and continued to hide in the blind spot of his vision.
After walking a few steps, Yang Muyun twisted his feet and shook off his toes, and subconsciously twisted his toes. He was free and the feeling of direct contact was good.
Perhaps because of the lack of the bondage of the boots, Yang Muyun's speed was faster, and the touch of the friction between the soles of her feet and the ground came clearly along the soles of her feet.
Yang Muyun could even tell how many grasses he touched, and even felt the outlines of these grass leaves, the fluff on the grass stems, and how many insect eggs he killed with this foot.
He kicked out again, and Yang Muyun passed the touch back along his big toe and toe finger, and even clearly sensed the shape, texture, and hardness of the blood-eyed, white-fronted tiger spine.
"Your bones are very well tempered. They will definitely be very nourishing when stewing tiger bone soup later. There is also tiger whip. By the way, do you know what tiger whip is?"
The white-headed tiger with blood-eyed eyes roared angrily, but at this time, Yang Muyun kicked it out and said in a weird tone: "That's right, that's it."
This kick was accurate and fierce, and it hit accurately while moving. Yang Muyun didn't even know where the target was. He just kicked it casually under the guidance of intuition, but he didn't expect to hit it directly.
It is as if the magnet attracts the iron nails, and there is no need to aim at it, and it will be guided directly. Instead, it will be pulled back quickly after hitting it, so as not to kick it involuntarily.
The blood-eyed white-headed tiger instantly curled up in a ball, staring at the blood-red eyes and curled up on the ground to smoke the air conditioner.
Yang Muyun took two steps back cautiously.
But the Blood-Eyed White-Browed Tiger did not play any conspiracy, but squatted on the ground for a full half-minute.
During this process, the blood-eyed white-headed tiger kept staring at Yang Muyun with bloody eyes and looking at Yang Muyun's bare feet.
Pink!
This damn color!
I never want to see this color again in my life.
After resting for a while, the blood-eyed white-headed tiger felt that it was hard again, so it stood up tremblingly.
"Change wires, change wires!"
The blood-eyed and white-headed tiger rushed towards the big stone without hesitation, pushing the red-scaled two-tailed tiger aside.
It's no big deal to be hit on the head by a stick. Anyway, my head is so hard that I'm kicked in the lower body, which is a fatal blow.
Although there are many faiths in life, no god will waste the precious power of faith in that place.