153 Mastiff Warriors
The Mastiff warrior hung up all his trophies to demonstrate against the lying man. The Mastiff knew that human beings could not stand this, and he would definitely break out. A few days ago, the mastiff just attacked a human hunting team and killed all the human warriors. These four human heads were its trophies, and the mastiff warriors wanted to take them back for some wine.
"This damn beast is quite cunning..." The ghost just muttered in his heart, but the forest outside has been scolded angrily.
"You bastard mastiff, I will be your ancestors! If you have the courage to come and kill me, come here!" Youlin, who had just recovered a little vitality, was so angry that he was scolded. He didn't care whether the thick mastiff could understand him at all.
The smile on the corners of the Mastiff warrior's mouth is even stronger. Human beings have always been touted how smart they are, but only a few dry heads have made him furious. As long as the Mastiff warrior understand what the trap means, it will definitely break the game immediately!
Unfortunately, the forest has a wound on his back and can't get up at all. Otherwise, he must have rushed over and fought with this big dog as soon as possible! And he didn't move, and the doubts in the Mastiff's heart followed. He simply sat under the head flag, took out a human arm from his body, and clicked while watching the curse of the forest.
"Hey, this is a cunning guy. It seems that it will take some effort again this time." The ghost's voice came to Youlin's ears, and he was ready to come out and fight with the big man-eating dog.
"Wait a minute, this is a mastiff warrior. It's not easy to deal with. I'll see if I can bring it over..." Youlin gritted his teeth and whispered. After staying in the demon world for so long, several dead warriors were not worth him to mess up, but he didn't expect that the cunning mastiff who had done a long time could not come back.
The mastiff's mouth was very huge, and he ate it in a few bites. Its sharp teeth chewed the bones, which made people shudder. After eating the snack, the mastiff saw that the forest was still lying on the skin of the beast, so he stood up boredly, lifted the bear skin at his waist, and urinated a big bubble in the forest. Stinky urine.
Even if it is more than ten meters away, the forest and the ghost smell a strong urine. For the rudeness of the orcs, although the forest knows that it is showing the territory, it still despises.
After all this, the stout mastiff actually sat on the ground again. It seemed that it was going to consume with the forest.
"This beast is so smart..." The ghost said and came out of the weeds. It seemed that the Mastiff was also suspicious of such a big bonfire and refused to approach it.
"Brother, be careful, this Mastiff's teeth are so powerful that even a steel knife can bite! Don't be bitten by it!" Youlin said with concern.
"Bite me?" Agui looked at the stout mastiff who was staring at him and smiled, "I'm not afraid of breaking its big teeth!"
The mastiff has stood up and opened his nostrils to try to breathe to relieve his anxiety. With the instinct of animals, the mastiff can feel that the thin human beings who come over have a strong momentum, which makes the mastiff, who is not even afraid of tigers, feel a trace of inexplicable pressure.
Agui walked step by step in front of the upright mastiff with the ranger knife. In addition to the orc of the turtle clan, this mastiff was the shortest but strongest orc encountered by the ghost. There was only a thin layer of skin on the strong muscles, as if it was a little harder. Its Muscles can squeeze through the skin and jump out by themselves. The ghost looked at the big dog-like face of the Mastiff, his indifferent eyes, the corners of his mouth with saliva and the blood stains stuck to his mouth. The Mastiff had no master demeanor at all, but he revealed a kind of fierceness and silent fierceness!
Neither of them spoke, like two male lions staring at each other, and no one refused to weaken their momentum. The tall mastiff was like a lonely rock, calm and thick, as if no matter how much pressure it was, it could not be suppressed; and the thin ghost was like a weed swaying in the wind, and the soft wind was blowing the root. I don't care about stress.
The corners of the Mastiff warrior's mouth trembled slightly, and four snowy teeth were exposed from the corners of his mouth. There was a low roar in his throat. Blood gradually covered the big eyes of the Mastiff. It was ready to tear up the opponent in front of him. What pressure and power are needed in the eyes of the crazy mastiff man? Color!
"Wow~~" The Mastiff, who was as silent as a rock just now, seemed to suddenly go crazy. His thick big hand suddenly waved, and several dark nails were like sharp knives, scratching the sound of wind and grabbing the ghost's body.
Hearing the wind, the ghost seemed to swing over like an iron bar, and was forced to take a step back to dodge the mastiff's big hand. The ranger knife drew a silver line and stabbed it straight to the mastiff's throat. The mastiff didn't seem to see the silver knife in front of him at all. He actually kicked his feet and rushed to the silver knife as if he was about to commit suicide!
Agui had never seen such an opponent. Zitong stared, and the mastiff immediately slowed down. The ghost did not believe that the mastiff would be so stupid and rushed up knowing that there was a knife!
The mastiff really waved his arm in the air, opened the ranger's knife like a fly, and hit the ghost with his hands open like a vicious dog. The ghost quickly pedaled his feet, and his body suddenly moved away from the front of the mastiff as if a rope was pulling.
A trace of contempt flashed in the Mastiff's eyes. His outstretched arm swept as quickly as two long knives, and his sharp nails suddenly opened the ghost's clothes a few times! The ghost snorted coldly, and the ranger knife that had just been taken back stabbed into the mastiff's ear. This generous head was almost the same from that side. It was also a critical part, and the mastiff's ears were smaller than ordinary orcs.
This time, the mastiff showed amazing flexibility. As soon as its short body landed, it suddenly stepped forward half a step to avoid the ghost's knife. Then the mastiff forcibly turned his body with only one leg and rushed up to the ghost again. You know that its short body made this action. The knee joint has to withstand great pressure and torque, and the mastiff seems to have no problem at all. He jumps easily and flexibly, like a cheerful antelope.
The ghost's feet kept changing to avoid the mastiff's pounce. At this time, the ghost felt that he seemed to be an angry lion in front of him. The dark claws were like ten daggers, and he scratched the ghost's clothes and trousers in a few times. Fortunately, the ghost was used to mobilizing his mental strength to make up for those accused everywhere. The small opening scraped out of the nail must be bloody now.
Although he rushed to the ghost like crazy, the Mastiff with extremely rich combat experience can always avoid his own key points in time, and other rough and thick places can't cause much damage even if it is pierced with a silver knife. The mastiff just wants to catch the ghost to tear him up, so it is very Most of the time, it would rather suffer minor injuries than catch the slippery ghost.
Two people are like lions and rabbits playing hide-and-seek. Although rabbits can occasionally kick the lion, as long as they are caught by the lion, the rabbit will die!
After the two quickly exchanged several positions, the ghost had to admit that the mastiff was too good at using itself. It was not as reckless as a wild donkey, but defended its key points very closely in the rampage, so that the ghost's knife could not take advantage at all. And the mastiff's big hands come and go. The ghost believes that as long as it is caught, it is definitely not as good as it. Those black nails alone make the ghosts avoid it. They are not much worse than daggers. The rotten cloth shirt on the ghost's body is a powerful proof!
"It seems that we still need to blog!" The ghost gritted his teeth, and the mastiff guarded himself like a castle. If the ghost wanted to hurt it, he had to take risks!
The silver knife once again stabbed the mastiff's eyes like a meteor. When the ghost watched the mastiff's big hand holding the silver knife and pulling himself forward, he did not let go of the silver knife and leaned against the mastiff, and one hand punched fiercely into the mastiff's big nose!
The nose is an important fragile organ of the mastiff. It has no time to hit the ghost, but grabs the ghost. As long as the ghost's movement is restrained, the mastiff can tear him apart with one hand!
The mastiff's hand not only stopped the ghost's punch and held his fist tightly, and the momentum that could penetrate even not even break its hand bones. He grabbed the ghost's silver knife in one hand and held the ghost's fist in the other. The mastiff's face finally showed a crazy smile. At this time, the ghost basically fell into its grasp. This posture It is suitable for it to play the talent of the Wolf clan.
A big mouth suddenly appeared on the face of the mastiff, and the big mouth that looked a little fat could almost swallow the ghost's head! The big teeth of the white flowers are sharp cone-shaped. As long as they are bitten by it, even the iron bar may not be able to pry open!
As soon as the mastiff's long mouth opened, it limited its sight. Although the ghost did not expect that the opponent would really open his mouth to bite it, the ghost's opportunity also came! Without hesitation, he loosened the silver knife, and the ghost's free hand was like a swimming fish piercing the waves, and smashed its teeth fiercely under the sight of the mastiff man**!
After a strange sound, the mastiff whimpered and threw the ghost out. He covered his lips with his hands, and blood and a few snow-white broken teeth fell from his fingers to the ground. The ghost looked at his bloody fist and smiled, breaking only a little flesh and broke several teeth of the mastiff. This business was not bad.
"Brother, are you all right?" Youlin shouted anxiously behind him. He heard that the mastiff could bite people's neck, for fear that the ghost would suffer losses in the proximity of the two just now.
"It's okay! This big dog really wanted to bite me, but I smashed a few big teeth!" The ghost said proudly, and when he fought with such a crazy mastiff, he also faintly showed some signs of madness.