As soon as Xue Poye let go, the Tibetan Mastiff's strong body fell straight down and fell to the ground with a "bang".
He himself felt exhausted all over, and really wanted to let go and fall, but there were still two fierce Tibetan mastiffs below, and he could only hold on to the iron bars mechanically, breathing heavily.
Only now did he know the true meaning of "one mastiff is worth nine dogs". Regardless of strength or even ferocity, Tibetan mastiffs are far stronger than hunting dogs. Since the three Zhao brothers have come to join Prince Yin, they naturally have a lot of skills.
Although they were divided, the three of them all became delicacies in the Tibetan Mastiff's mouths. With the strength of the three of them, they did not even kill a Tibetan Mastiff.
The Zhao brothers ended up like this. It was obvious that they only wanted to fight hard at the beginning and did not retreat at all. However, even if they wanted to retreat, they probably would not think of using this liftable iron door.
The two Tibetan mastiffs below saw their companions dying in Xue Poye's hands, which seemed to anger them. They stared at Xue Poye with cold eyes, but did not even roar, and slowly retreated to the west wall.
Xue Poye was shocked, knowing that they were going to do the same thing again. If that was the case, they would definitely learn from the experience of a Tibetan Mastiff being killed, and they would not let themselves get stuck in their heads easily. Having said that, even if he was really stuck,
However, they no longer have the strength to nail their heads. The Tibetan Mastiff is as powerful as a bison. If it weren't for his own ecstasy, he would never have been able to nail a Tibetan Mastiff to death.
After experiencing another close fight, Xue Poye asked himself that he no longer had the physical strength.
As expected, just like the previous trick, one mastiff ran forward and jumped into the air. The other Tibetan mastiff had already leaped up, and with the help of its companion's back, it rubbed the ground with its two forelimbs and had already clasped the bottom bar.
Xue Poye gritted his teeth. His clothes and face were covered with blood, both his own and the Tibetan Mastiff's. It looked terrifying and frightening. When this Tibetan Mastiff came over, Xue Poye didn't know if he would still be alive in a minute.
The Tibetan Mastiff came up and did not rush to attack. Instead, it clasped its limbs tightly on the iron bars and looked at Xue Poye fiercely. This king of dogs has wisdom. He saw Xue Poye kill one of his companions and knew that this boy was not
He is good at stubble, so he is cautious, and only occasionally explores the claws of the iron hook, making a tentative gesture.
Xue Poye once read the story of "Three Stories of Wolf". Although the Tibetan Mastiff is not a bad wolf, it is more ferocious than a bad wolf. And it is obviously the same as the bad wolf in "Three Words of Wolf", waiting for the opportunity, waiting for the best chance.
If you have a perfect opportunity, if you relax a little, the Tibetan Mastiff will definitely attack with lightning speed, and then tear and bite your neck.
Xue Poye's hands were not only bloody, but also sticky with sweat, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Oh my God!" Looking at the eyes of the Tibetan Mastiff that he had already regarded as food in his mouth, Xue Poye was filled with anger: "I am a dignified helmsman, how could I still be scared by a beast like you?"
The Tibetan Mastiff was still two arms' length away from him, waiting quietly. The cold blade in Xue Poye's hand was too short. If he were to attack first, he would still be scratched by the Tibetan Mastiff's sharp teeth and iron hook claws.
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Xue Poye frowned and sweat broke out on his forehead. He really couldn't afford it. The iron bar he held in his left hand was cold. His heart suddenly moved. He calmly used the cold blade to cut on the iron bar. He only heard "
"Zila!" With a sound, the cold blade actually cut off the lower end of the iron bar.
Xue Poye was overjoyed. He put his left hand on another iron bar and raised his right hand. The cold blade slashed hard on it and it was also cut off. An iron bar staggered the iron door like an iron bar and was about to fall.
, Xue Poye had already reached out to catch it, stuffed the cold blade into his waist, and held the long iron rod in his right hand. In this way, distance became a major advantage for Xue Poye.
The Tibetan Mastiff seemed to have discovered Xue Poye's intention. At this moment, his strong and strong body buckled forward and was about to rush towards Xue Poye.
Xue Poye shouted coldly: "I have a stick, how dare you come here!" The iron stick stretched out and pierced the Tibetan Mastiff's forehead.
When the Tibetan Mastiff saw the iron bar stabbing him, he jumped to the ground, grabbed the top, roared, and stepped on the iron bar with his two hind legs, making a "choking" impact sound. This can be seen from the hardness and strength of the Tibetan Mastiff's claws.
Toughness.
Xue Poye felt that the back of his hand was slightly numb. He sighed at the powerful strength of the Tibetan Mastiff. At the same time, he swung the iron rod hard and wanted to throw the Tibetan Mastiff down. The Tibetan Mastiff's body was completely attached to the iron rod. During the swing, it stood as steady as a rock.
It's impossible to fall off an iron bar.
Xue Poye yelled and threw the iron rod with all his strength. He meant to throw the mastiff and the rod down together. From such a high distance, even if the Tibetan Mastiff could not be killed by the fall, it would at least be unable to get up for a long time.
The iron rod flew out, but the Tibetan Mastiff's reaction and speed were surprising. The moment the iron rod flew out, it actually kicked off the iron rod and rushed towards the iron door again.
Xue Poye's reaction was also surprising. He shouted loudly, held the iron bar with both hands, and kicked the Tibetan Mastiff with his left leg in the air, hitting the Tibetan Mastiff in the forehead. The Tibetan Mastiff's progress was blocked by this kick.
He stopped, fell straight down involuntarily, rolled over twice, and fell to the ground with a "bang" sound. He struggled a few times while wailing. It was obvious that he fell hard. Although he did not die, he was really
Can't get up.
"After all, your wisdom cannot keep up with humans." Looking at the Tibetan Mastiff struggling on the ground, Xue Poye gasped and sighed: "No matter how fierce you are, if I don't confront you head-on, what can you do to me?"
God has given mankind the wisdom of all things, and of course it has His blessing. As long as mankind makes full use of its wisdom and uses all the tools provided by the surrounding environment, it can always gain the upper hand in some life-and-death battles.
If a person cannot defeat the beast, it can only be said that he has not used his own wisdom, or that such a person does not have any wisdom at all. For example, the three brothers of the Zhao family were buried in the mouth of a mastiff. Of course, they were the result of fighting hard. If there are any
If one person can resist with wisdom, this may not be the result.
The three-headed Tibetan Mastiff is as strong as a bison, as fierce as a tiger, and as vigorous as a leopard. It has even reached the highest level of intelligence among animals. It is also equipped with sharp claws like blades and hook-like teeth. If you want to fight hard, there is no one above the six-path warrior.
There is no way he can match the three-headed Tibetan Mastiff in terms of his abilities.
Now that there are three Tibetan Mastiffs, one is dead and the other is injured. The powerful aura of death seems to be much lower at first, but Xue Poye's heart is not relieved at all. He knows that even if there is only one Tibetan Mastiff left, he is no match at all, unless
The three Tibetan Mastiffs are all dead, so my life can be saved today, otherwise, my life may end at any time.
The roar of a lion could be heard next door, and Xue Poye shook his head. If the madman had not been buried in the lion's belly, then the situation he was facing now must be similar to his own, and he was in danger.
Humans are not gods, and there is no magic that exceeds the limits of human beings. Therefore, even if you have strong martial arts and great supernatural powers, you are still just a person, or a person with some threats, in front of these ferocious and hungry beasts.
Of course, that kind of kung fu that can soar with strength and easily kill ferocious beasts still exists in this world, but it is the magical skill of the mythical Nine Paths Warriors. Apart from that, almost no one can do it, and the Nine Paths
There don't seem to be many warriors, so those who can really easily defeat these hungry beasts in this world can be described as "rare".
The Tibetan Mastiff on the ground was struggling and twisting. It seemed that he had fallen heavily and even suffered broken muscles and bones. However, Xue Poye knew that this Tibetan Mastiff would never die. The natural resilience and strength of dogs are even tougher than the strongest people.
, as long as it slows down for a while, this Tibetan Mastiff will definitely be able to get up again, and even attack itself again.
Of course Xue Poye would not sit still and wait for the Tibetan Mastiff to recover.
He remained silent. He took out the cold blade again and whittled down another iron rod. Then, leaning on the iron bar, he used the cold blade to cut a section of the iron rod into an iron tip, which was extremely sharp.
Xue Poye looked at the Hanblade in his hand and sighed: "Brother Hanbian, if Xue Poye can survive today, this life will be saved by you. I will remember this kindness. Xue Poye will not let you do it in this life."
Leave my side."
Putting away the cold blade, his expression immediately became serious again. Looking at the Tibetan Mastiff that was unable to move on the ground, the energy in his Dantian gathered in his arms and shoulders again. He gritted his teeth and let out a low roar. The iron rod in his hand shot straight out like lightning, with the tip pointed straight out.
Facing the Tibetan Mastiff lying on the ground.
The Tibetan Mastiff was extremely alert. He felt something coming and struggled hard, but could not move away. He only heard a "pop" sound and the iron tip was piercing the Tibetan Mastiff's back. The Tibetan Mastiff hissed sadly and his whole body kept shaking.
"God bless you!"
He made six or seven iron rods with his blade and stabbed them one after another. Although two iron rods did not hit, the rest of them were stuck on the Tibetan Mastiff's body. The Tibetan Mastiff obviously could not bear such pain, and it screamed in grief and was so frightened.
The companion stood aside blankly, and the hissing sound became smaller and smaller. Blood spurted out from the Tibetan Mastiff's body. The ground was mixed with human blood and animal blood, and the fishy smell hit his nostrils. After a while, the Tibetan Mastiff's hissing became lower and lower, and finally,
Finally, there was no sound, his body no longer twitched and moved, and he seemed to be dead.
Xue Poye looked at the Tibetan Mastiff that was no longer moving, and felt that his heart was beating rapidly. After such an experience, he was obviously very scared in his heart. He was just in it, but he was afraid but didn't know it.
Killing two Tibetan mastiffs in a row was undoubtedly a mythical miracle for Xue Poye, who could not even reach the level of a second-level warrior. Anyone who heard it would be shocked, but now he had done it.
This is a collection of wisdom and strength. To achieve the current situation, Xue Poye concentrated all the advantages of himself and the environment, and used the iron gate to reach the mid-air, so as not to directly face the devouring of the three-headed Tibetan Mastiff.
Hanren Mastiff cut the iron bar, using the internal strength he had just gathered in his Dantian, including his reaction, speed, strength, and even the perseverance of his character, to create the current situation.
Xue Poye sat in the gap where the iron bars were cut away, and there was just a square bottom bar underneath. It felt cold to sit on, but Xue Poye felt like he was sitting on a beautiful soft couch, or even sitting in a sea of clouds, feeling all over his body.
It was indescribably relaxing. I had consumed too much energy and had to take a rest, otherwise I would be exhausted. No matter who was fighting two Tibetan mastiffs one after another, their physical strength would be close to the edge of collapse.
He gritted his teeth and tore off the clothes on his upper body, and bandaged his bloody calf first, otherwise his blood would slowly flow out.
He tried his best to stretch his body and relax a little. He knew very well that he had to regain his strength as soon as possible, because there was a Tibetan Mastiff waiting for him below.
One Tibetan Mastiff literally sounds much more relaxed than three Tibetan Mastiffs, but Xue Poye didn't feel any relief at all at this time. He killed two Tibetan Mastiffs earlier because the Tibetan Mastiffs took the initiative to attack and came to the iron gate in mid-air.
I managed to kill two Tibetan Mastiffs by luck by using my own abilities and the external environment. Now there is only one Tibetan Mastiff left, which will be a lot of trouble.
Because the remaining Tibetan Mastiff, of course, cannot jump up on its own. If it jumps up, Xue Poye is now even confident to kill it, but if it cannot get up, he can only wait below. In this way, both parties will
A confrontation would form. Xue Poye himself knew that he couldn't hold on to the iron door for a long time. If he wasn't careful, he might fall down. And now there was a burst of tiredness, and his upper and lower eyelids were like magnets.
, must be brought together.
Once closed, Xue Poye would definitely fall asleep in a daze. If he fell asleep with this iron door in mid-air, as long as his hands were slightly loosened or moved slightly, he might fall down and face the Tibetan Mastiff directly.
Xue Poye was very sure that he was no match for the Tibetan Mastiff. Even if there was only one Tibetan Mastiff left, if he faced him head-on, he would be devoured by it.
The remaining Tibetan Mastiffs seemed to understand the current situation. They just walked quietly to the two companions and licked their deep red tongues to show their condolences to their companions. Then they walked aside, squatted down, and started to close their mouths.
Eyes nourishing.
Xue Poye took a deep breath. This Tibetan Mastiff was obviously going to fight a protracted battle with him.
The Tibetan Mastiffs had just finished eating the Zhao brothers, and their stomachs must still be full, so there was no need to worry about being hungry. However, Xue Poye had not eaten anything until now. He only drank a bowl of eight-treasure porridge brought by the servant when he left the Prince Consort's Mansion in the morning.
Having killed two Tibetan mastiffs just now, the calories and physical strength replenished by the bowl of eight-treasure porridge had probably been squandered long ago. He felt that his body was already a little soft and even trembling slightly.
He wanted to continue cutting iron bars, but unfortunately his physical strength did not allow him to do so. Although the cold blade cut iron like mud, it was not like cutting tofu with a kitchen knife. It always took some physical strength. Coupled with nervousness, 80% of his 100% energy was used up.
His face was already quite ugly, with a pale face underneath the bright red blood.
"I can't hold on anymore!" Xue Poye grasped the iron bar feebly, his eyes already dull: "Am I really going to die here, become food for the Tibetan mastiff, and become a victim of the bet between the two beast princes?" He sat down.
I looked around at the bottom of the iron gate. At both ends of the iron gate were gleaming turpentine torches, which looked like they would go out soon. Apart from these, there were four thick, dark stone walls and nothing else.
"My day." Xue Poye thought about what Prince Yin whispered to him before he came in: "Didn't Yin Gouzi say that everything was arranged? Damn it, did he arrange for me to die here?" Suddenly he felt helpless.
He laughed: "I lost, and so did he, but what I lost was my life, and what he lost was just money. I wanted to live, but I helped him. How damn ironic!"
At this moment, he heard a sudden click at the door, and a ray of light came in. Xue Poye sneered in his heart. He knew that there was no movement in the stone house, so the people outside must have thought that the battle inside was over, so
The breeder leaned into the gap and looked inside to see what was going on.
Naturally, the breeder couldn't see Xue Poye in the air. Even if he saw it, he couldn't have imagined that Xue Poye would rise into the air. So after seeing the scene inside, he quickly closed the gap and shouted to the other side: "
Prince, two of the three Tibetan Mastiffs died, and the human body... no bones remain!"
A cold smile appeared on Prince Fu's face, he glanced at Prince Yin and said, "Second brother, your men seem to be disappointing!"
Prince Yin did not show the disappointed and frustrated expression of failure. Instead, he showed a trace of pity. He shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that he actually killed two Tibetan mastiffs. In any case, he was a useful talent. It's a pity that he was eaten like this."
Very." He seemed to be really sorry for Xue Poye's death. He was able to kill two Tibetan mastiffs. This was not something ordinary people could do. His lowest strength reached the level of a five-path warrior. Losing such a talent, Yin
The prince did feel a little sad in his heart.
He has three hundred followers, but there are only three people with such ability.
"Second brother!" Prince Fu stroked Rou Yi, the beauty in his arms, and looked a little proud: "It seems that I am invincible."
Xue Poye is about to die. No matter whether the madman lives or dies, Prince Fu will not be defeated. If the madman wins, the Ziyanfang and the lower shop under the name of Prince Yin will naturally be captured. Even if the madman dies, both sides have failed and it is nothing more than a peace.
No one will lose their own interests.
"Then should I expect your subordinates to be swallowed by lions now?" Prince Yin sighed, looking helpless.
Prince Fu actually nodded and said seriously: "Yes!" After saying this, he waved to the breeder of the Tibetan Mastiff Stone House. The breeder saluted, quickly ran to the wall, and stretched out his hand to tinker.
Two times.
After Xue Poye saw the gap closed, he took a deep breath and listened to the keeper's cry outside, claiming that he had no bones left, and couldn't help but sneer.
Dad, he's still alive!
But soon he felt that something was wrong, because the iron door he relied on began to make strange noises and began to sink.
Day!
Xue Poye understood that the breeder outside must have thought he was dead, so he triggered the mechanism and lowered the iron door.
Xue Poye's surprise was no small matter. There was a Tibetan Mastiff waiting below. When the iron gate was lowered, he would be face to face with this ferocious Tibetan Mastiff.
The Tibetan Mastiff raised his head and looked at Xue Poye, Han Xing's shining eyes fixed on Xue Poye.
Xue Poye even felt that the expression of this Tibetan mastiff was full of ridicule, which seemed to be saying: "You are the delicacy in my mouth after all, there is no way to avoid it!"
The bloody smell became stronger, Xue Poye's pupils shrank, and he felt that his body was really going soft.
"I curse you all!" Xue Poye looked at the closed stone door and said bitterly.dd