Chen Tinglan and others stared at their eyes, their chins were almost falling off. The iron-eating beast's fists were roughly confused, but after careful look, there were traces to follow. It was the boxing and palm techniques practiced by the saint. Some are similar.
"This seems to be the secretly spread of the Tongtian Die Fist of Lingtian Academy. This should be the Yunyu Phantom Palm taught by Mr. Feng. This move seems to be a sword skill. What kind of sword skill is it? Why do you look familiar?" People could not see what the iron-eating beast was, but Luo Enen vaguely saw some tricks, but when he saw it turning into a sword into a palm, he was a little confused.
"Of course I look familiar. Isn't this your technique of breaking the sky and cutting the waves? This move is the fat white man's Beidou Batian, this move is Ye Wuse's holy soul Tianpo. This move is my Eight Swords Reincarnation, Not very familiar with him..." Gu Fenghua said, wiping out cold sweat.
The little bear cub was once again swaying when he followed them to learn sword skills. He never thought that once he turned into an iron-eating beast, he would learn their unique skills. Is this really a monster? , If you become a spirit, it should be called a fairy.
Jianjian left the demon pet space at some time, came to Gu Fenghua, stretched out the flower plate, and looked at Obsidian, who showed his powerful power enviously.
How could this kind of good thing that hurts the dog to fall into the water be missed? But the previous injury was really bad, and I couldn't recover in such a short time. The demonic power that I just absorbed from the Nether Eye Demon Leimu was not completely alive. When it refining, it was powerless to do it, so it could only sigh at the bear.
Just as Gu Fenghua was sweating in secret, Hua Qianfeng was sweating all over his body.
The power and physical strength of monsters are much stronger than that of humans. The greatest advantage of humans is that in addition to practicing the mind, it is the mysterious and exquisite sword skills. Once the monsters learn the same combat skills, it will be fine. ?
Although he was fighting with the iron-eating beast on the surface, his hands had long been swollen like pig's trotters. Every time the fists and palms were connected, he would feel a piercing pain. His movements were getting slower and slower.
"Bang!" Just now a flaw was revealed, the iron-eating beast slapped Hua Qianfeng in the face again, slapped him out, and kicked him up and kicked Hua Mingyu.
The poor young master of the Hua family had just gotten up from the ground, and before he could figure out what was going on, he flew out with Hua Qianfeng again.
This time, Obsidian did not give them a chance to fight back. Before waiting for the uncle and nephew of the Hua family to land, they rushed up like a siege car, and punched and kicked them.
"Ao... Help, help!" Amid the crackling muffled sound, Hua Qianfeng's shrill screams and Hua Mingyu's very backbone call for help came.
"It hurts so much, it hurts so much." However, Obsida, who turned into an iron-eating beast, screamed louder and more miserable than them. The more miserable the tears, the more miserable it would be.
While crying, Obsidian jumped up and down. If it had changed before, it would have been fine, but don't forget that it now transformed into an iron-eating beast, and its huge body is like a mountain. Every time it falls, two The thick legs, like legs, were stomped on the Hua family's uncle and nephew, and even the earth beneath them trembled violently.
"Puff, puff, puff..." Every time I stomped, the uncle and nephew of the Hua family also squirted out a blood arrow.