Chapter 11 Fight against the Mamaoth

"Wow!"

Sud of a strong wind came, and the grass covering Qin Ye's body crawled down, and the latter's body was directly exposed.

At the same time, Qin Ye felt a cold look locking him down. It was the long hairy elephant not far ahead.

There is no doubt that the mammoth has long found that he, a human who dared to approach and is very weak, so it did not pay attention to Qin Ye at the beginning, but did not go far during the battle with the stone-eating rat, lest the latter take the opportunity to take away the true spirit grass.

"Dong!"

The mammoth exuded a cold murderous atmosphere. Looking at Qin Ye, his eyes were indifferent and cold. When he was less than five meters away from the latter, he suddenly rushed out and trampled down on him.

It is the strongest attack of the Mamaoth, trampling skills.

At the same time, a terrible pressure of superiors was also covered, making people tremble and unable to move.

Although Qin Ye was not afraid of the maw, he was still uncontrollably affected in the face of the latter's pressure and fell into a brief state of distraction.

"Qin Ye, stay awake."

Qin Ye only felt a warm current surging through his mind, and then Jiang Li's angry shouts also sounded.

In an instant, Qin Ye immediately woke up. For the first time, he saw a dark shadow covering him. After thinking about it, he immediately burst back.

"Bum!"

The giant hoof of the Maw trampled on the ground, and a pit two feet deep suddenly formed, which shows how strong it trampled.

Looking at the hole not far ahead, there was a trace of fear in Qin Ye's expression. If I didn't wake up at the first time just now, I would definitely be trampled by the giant hooves. Now I will definitely become a pool of meat mud and finally return to the dust.

"Roar!"

Seeing that Qin Ye actually dodged his attack, the mausphant roared and hit again.

This time, the Maomaoth no longer uses a single-hoof attack, but an all-round assault.

"If you want to kill me, no way!"

With an angry shout, Qin Ye flashed and retreated to a big tree on the side for the first time.

"Boom..."

"Kka!"

With two roars, the big tree surrounded by two people broke directly, making Qin Ye's scalp numb. How can he deal with this terrible power?

The dragonfly shakes the tree!

should be what he is doing now.

"Wow..."

After the mamophant broke a tree, it did not continue to attack. The eyes looking at Qin Ye were full of disdain, and there was a smell of warning, with a heavy breath in his mouth.

Huh? This Mamour doesn't attack me and deliberately wants to let me go? Is it a big kindness?"

When Qin Ye saw that the mammoth stopped attacking, he was slightly surprised and almost subconsciously wanted to escape, because he stayed and had no hope of winning the true spiritual grass. The strength of the mammoth was so strong that he would be beaten into meat sauce if he touched it a little.

"Qin Ye, this hairy elephant seems to have a little physical strength, and too much blood has been lost." Just as Qin Ye was about to turn around and leave, Jiang Li's voice sounded in his mind.

Hearing this, Qin Ye's body paused and couldn't help looking at the hairy elephant again. He soon saw a trace of fatigue hidden in the latter's expression, and at his neck, it was bloody, but it was covered by hair, which was not obvious.

"Damn, it turned out to be a fuff."

Qin Ye blushed. Just now, he was almost fuffed by a mamp and left.

His eyes flashed and he quickly came up with a solution.

Depleted hairy elephant!

"Roar!"

When the maoth saw Qin Ye staring at him all the time, a sense of danger appeared in his heart. Suddenly, he roared at the latter, and his voice was full of warning.

"Now you are just a toothless paper tiger, still pretending. I'm going to kill you, a barbarian beast, alive today."

Qin Ye's eyes became cold, and a sharp color flashed in his eyes. Instead, he rushed directly to the maomorph.

"Roar!"

Seeing this, the maoth was furious. He had the intention to let go of this weak human being. He was not grateful for his escape. He actually attacked himself. He was simply unbearable. Under the roar, he immediately raised his leg and stepped on Qin Ye.

"Wo!"

Qin Ye naturally did not dare to touch the woolly elephant. When his body flashed, he dodged the attack of the woolly elephant.

The current Mammoth is a seriously injured body. Although it still has a lot of attack power, it is very inconvenient to act. Otherwise, Qin Ye can't avoid its attack.

Therefore, the next hairy elephant is like a paper tiger without teeth, which not only can't hurt Qin Ye, but also quickly loses its physical strength.

In less than a minute, the ground was filled with the blood of the Mammoth, and the spirit in the Mammoth's pupils slowly turned gray. Obviously, he was extremely tired. He must rest immediately and heal his wounds, otherwise there would be only one way to wait for him.

The maoth is not a barbarian beast without IQ. After considering this, it decisively stopped its attack on Qin Ye, and then regarded the latter as air and walked slowly towards the true spirit grass, ready to swallow the true spirit grass and leave here.

The reason why Qin Ye is regarded as air is that it already knows the strength of the latter. Even if he stands here and let him attack, there will be no harm.

Seeing this scene, Qin Ye's face turned purple. Isn't it obvious to look down on people?

"Anyway, my strength has reached 600 catties. If I can't kill you with one punch, I will hit 100 or 1,000 punches. I don't believe that your body is beaten by iron."

In his heart, Qin Ye's body had burst out, clenched his iron fist and bombarded the abdomen of the long hair elephant.

For Qin Ye's attack, the maw just glanced at him casually, that is, he withdrew his eyes and ignored it. It seemed that it had completely regarded Qin Ye as an annoying fly. As long as the fly did not rob the real spiritual grass with him, he would not bother to do it.

"Peng!"

Qin Ye's fist fell on the maus's abdomen without hindrance, making a muffled sound. And as the punch fell, Qin Ye's face looked hard again, because he found that his punch was like hitting cotton, which did not bring any damage to the woolly elephant at all.

"I still don't believe it!"

A trace of crazy color flashed in Qin Ye's pupils. Immediately, he gently touched the ground and jumped on the back of the mammoth, suddenly waved several fists and bombarded him down.

"Pung Peng Peng..."

The muffled sound was endless. Qin Ye punched dozens of times in a row, but the maoth did not move at all, which made Qin Ye depressed, and the maoth was less than five meters away from the true spiritual grass.

Qin Ye wanted to give up at this time, because even if he can't get the true spiritual grass, he will definitely get the spirit of the stone rat, which is also a great harvest.

However, the elephant was about to fall, and he was really unwilling to give up.

"Wow!"

The long woolly turned its head and glanced at Qin Ye standing on his back again, with thick disdain and contempt flashed in his gray pupils.

Flies are flies. What can I do if I stand and hit you? Isn't itching for me?

"It's too bullying!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Ye was so angry that he wanted to spit blood. The seven-foot man was repeatedly despised and ridiculed by a beast, which was simply intolerable, even if this beast was a barbarian beast.

"If I can't kill you with my fist, then I will stab you to death."

Qin Ye's palm turned over, and the blood blade suddenly appeared in his hand. His eyes swept over the back of the mammoth, and then fixed it on the wound at the latter's neck. Without hesitation, he suddenly stabbed this place.