A dull, thunderous voice sounded in this desolate environment.
Ling Feng's steps were heavy, like an ox, charging towards him.
He looked excited and roared, even more ferocious than the golden lion. He raised his hand and swatted at the golden lion like a tiger.
This shocked the golden lion and looked at the human boy. The latter looked like a ferocious beast in human form.
Who is the prey?!
At this moment, the golden lion had the illusion that he was the prey.
"roar!"
It kicked the ground with its sharp claws, jumped up suddenly, and attacked Ling Feng from top to bottom, and a cyclone appeared on its sharp claws.
That's a true cyclone!
A warrior can condense true energy, but only by condensing cyclone can he become a warrior.
But warriors are much stronger than warriors. Cyclones are not comparable to true energy. A warrior can easily defeat a ninth-level warrior.
That is a qualitative change!
And the golden lion in front of me is a warrior-level monster.
As soon as the cyclone came out, the surrounding air buzzed and trembled, and the claw struck down, carrying a strong wind and killing it.
However, Ling Feng was cold and undaunted, raising the corners of his mouth, he was just a warrior-level monster.
If he had stopped here before, he would have run over to him and begged to be subdued.
But things are different now. He has refined his body and entered Taoism, and only has powerful flesh and blood.
But, this is enough!
Ling Feng stood in the wind and slapped him away. The flesh and blood of his palm was flowing with bronze light, which was the power of the treasure body.
A "pop" sound.
The surrounding air was turbulent, a sound wave exploded, and dust began to fly on the ground.
Ling Feng took a step back, his palms hurting, and a mark was torn apart by the sharp claws. Dark red blood seeped out, making him tremble at the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, the golden lion's claws are sharp and can tear rocks apart, and it is also a warrior-level monster, so its power is even greater.
Even the bronze treasure body was injured.
However, the golden lion was even worse than Ling Feng. Its sharp claws were bent, and it flew away. It opened its mouth and howled, and its body twitched in pain.
Ling Feng's full blow has the power of a thousand pounds. Not to mention the warrior-level golden lion, even the fourth-level warrior may not have such power.
In one fell swoop, the golden lion staggered, its claws hurt, and it almost fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, it roared, its eyes full of anger, and it opened its mouth and bit Ling Feng's neck.
"Whoosh!" The wind trembled violently.
The warrior-level golden lion was extremely fast and rushed towards Ling Feng in an instant.
However, Ling Feng just smiled lightly, which came from Wu Sheng's confidence and judgment, and the latter could not threaten him.
He stood there, motionless, while his two fists were smashed down quickly and violently, making the air roar slightly.
"Bang"
Ling Feng tilted his body and punched the golden lion in the mouth, making the latter howl and cry out, and his whole body was knocked back by the punch.
At the same time, Ling Feng took a step forward and punched again.
There was a "boom" sound.
That punch hit the golden lion directly on the head, knocking it down and instantly lying on the ground. It was unable to get up for a while.
At this moment, Ling Feng attacked with all his strength, and even the golden lion couldn't bear the power of a thousand catties.
It was dizzy, and a blood bag was knocked out of its head, as big as a fist. The pain made the corners of its mouth tremble, and it was almost killed by that punch.
And in its eyes, there was a flash of fear.
Is that a person?
It was like a ferocious beast, even wilder than it was. Without weapons, it was beaten down with its flesh and blood.
What kind of beast is this?!
"Ouch"
It screamed and got up.
However, a big foot stepped directly on its forehead, crushing its head into the soil, causing him to howl and scream.
The pressure of that foot made it suffocate.
It kicked out with its sharp claws and raised its body, trying to break free.
However, how could Ling Feng let it succeed? With that foot, he stepped down on the golden lion again.
"Either die or surrender!"
Ling Feng spoke, extremely domineering.
That is the aura from the Martial Saint, coming from the bones. To put it simply, it is the aura.
His eyes were deep, staring at the golden lion.
"roar!"
The golden lion roared and struggled hard, using all its limbs to drag its head half a foot away, leaving a two-inch long dent on the ground.
Its chin was bruised and its golden fur fell to the ground.
This is its protest and its unwillingness to surrender.
Ling Feng looked cold, and his domineering voice sounded again: "Death, or surrender!"
He exerted force on his feet and stamped the golden lion into the soil at once, making the latter dizzy and his jaw creaked as if it was about to break.
A stream of blood spilled from its mouth and it struggled hard.
"Boom"
Ling Feng snorted coldly and stepped on the golden lion, trampling it to the ground. His spine was almost broken and his whole body twitched in pain.
"Death, or surrender!"
Ling Feng's eyes turned cold, and murderous intent sputtered out of his eyes.
There is a bloodthirsty aura in his bones, and he has killed countless monsters with such ferocity that it made the golden lion tremble violently.
It felt like being looked down upon by a terrifying beast, and my whole body was chilled.
A gust of cold wind blew by, making him shiver uncontrollably.
And when it lowered its eyes and raised them slightly, and saw Ling Feng's eyes, its whole body felt like an electric shock, and it felt as if its mind was about to sink.
Those are the eyes of the Martial Saint!
It was just a look, as if being stared at by a terrifying beast, and that was definitely not something a little kid could easily imitate.
For a moment, it became frightened and was overwhelmed by that look.
At this moment, Ling Feng has lost his patience. If it were normal, he would be patient enough to conquer this monster.
However, now the young lady Ling Qing is suffering from a high fever and needs his care.
Therefore, he had no time to delay and had to solve it as soon as possible.
If the golden lion still refuses to surrender, then he can only kill him and make a pot of braised lion head for the young lady.
However, just when he wanted to trample the golden lion to death.
The golden lion went limp and collapsed on the ground, its golden fur even wet with cold sweat.
A look from the Martial Saint can make monsters like them subdue, not to mention, the person in front of him is still a terrifying "ferocious beast".
In this way, it didn't struggle for long before it surrendered.
The golden lion is very arrogant and will only surrender to the strong, but for it, Ling Feng in front of it is the best master.
"Have you surrendered?"
Ling Feng also looked happy and raised his foot. He was not afraid of the golden lion at all. If he resisted again, he would kick him to death.
"Ouch"
The golden lion lowered its head, its eyes were gentle, like a pug, lying at Ling Feng's feet, very well-behaved, and completely different from the previous ferocious beast.