Chapter 43 Humans and Wolves Dance Together

The muscles of Zhao Yong's arms immediately bulged high, like two small mountain bags. Between the muscles of his arms, there was an occasional slight roar in the vibration.

Zhao Yong has begun to integrate the knowledge he has received. There is some roaring momentum in the boxing. Between the fights, it is extremely fierce.

The blue veins under the skin are like squirming live earthworms, and the blue fists are like fired cannonballs, sweeping the left ear of the ghost mastiff with the momentum of thunder.

The fist has not arrived, and the wind has arrived.

The fierce wind rolled up by Zhao Yong's fist has blown the steel mane in the ears of the ghost mastiff, hunting.

Animals are naturally much more sensitive than human reactions.

The ghost mastiff had already noticed the strong vitality contained in Zhao Yong's body when he broke the wall. After crashing into the house, he has been focusing on Zhao Yong. As for the previous Wang Qiang, he was already at the end of the crossbow, which is not to worry.

The ghost mastiff roared strangely in his mouth, laughing and crying. He turned his head to meet Zhao Yongfei's fist, opened his mouth, and aggressively wanted to bite off Zhao Yong's whole arm.

Zhao Yong calmly responded to the fierce counterattack from the ghost mastiff.

The arm focused on vitality tries to stretch up, and his muscles are stretched in an instant, and the vitality gathers between his fingers.

The length of the five fingers on the arm increased a few points in an instant. He rubbed his hand into a hoe. With the explosive power that broke out when he pinched it, he pointed fiercely at the wet nose on the cheek of the ghost mastiff.

The ghost mastiff's nose was blown by Zhao Yong's hand, and the strong wind was slightly tingling. Without panic, he suddenly closed his big mouth and opened. Facing Zhao Yong's hand, his limbs kicked back, like a full-powered car.

At the moment of electric flint, Zhao Yong pinched his five fingers in his right hand, and his finger joints exploded into a crisp sound.

With the potential power of his fingers, Zhao Yong hit the door on the ghost mastiff's face with a heavy punch. This was Zhao Yong's real killing move. Originally, Zhao Yong expected to make a hit.

Now Zhao Yong's skin control of the body surface has reached a delicate level, but his control is limited to his hands and has not yet reached the whole body.

Unexpectedly, the ghost mastiff's body's reaction was as fast as lightning, and he responded calmly in an instant.

As the saying goes, "copper-headed iron-tailed tofu waist", which is the characteristic of the wolf before the end of the world, but this feature is vividly played by the ghost mastiff in front of him.

The huge head of the ghost mastiff was gently under, and at this time, Zhao Yong's iron fist came as scheduled, hitting the forehead of the ghost mastiff.

Bum!

The iron fist and the copper head collided at that moment and burst into a loud noise, like two high-speed collision cars. The sound wave generated during the collision blew off the hair of the plateau and Ross, and the ears made the eardrums hurt and the tinnitus.

This ghost mastiff's head is so hard! Zhao Yong sighed secretly in his heart, and at the same time, he moved the blood on his fingers and dredged his fists injured by the collision.

The ghost mastiff shook his huge head and retreated to the edge of the wall hole, and his body was not hurt at all.

In the first round, the two sides seemed to win or lose, and retreated back to both sides to wait for the opportunity.

Wang Qiang leaned against the broken wall, his eyes were round, and he was stunned. Unexpectedly, I really didn't expect that Zhao Yong's strength, who had only had a meal in the past, was like sitting on a rocket. The speed of improvement was so fast that he became so fierce. Wang Qiang's heart seemed to have overturned the five-flavor bottle, which was an indescribable taste. If I had known this, I really shouldn't have given Zhao Yong a chance to breathe. Fortunately, I was still stupid and waited for Zhao Yong to come to me.

Just when Wang Qiang secretly regretted, the ghost mastiff made a comeback attack again.

Although the ghost mastiff had the upper hand, he was extremely angry. Unexpectedly, he was attacked twice in a row.

Although it was blocked by myself, it was enough to humiliate myself.

Insult, ** Naked insult! The ghost mastiff used to kill prey every time it was a blow, and the prey was full of liver and gallbladder when it saw itself. Even if they fight with each other, they always take the initiative to provoke.

I didn't expect to be attacked twice in a row within a day. This was a naked challenge to my majesty. Thinking of this, the original cold heart of the ghost mastiff also showed a rare anger.

The cold hair of the ghost mastiff's whole body has exploded, and its body is even more inflated. The strong muscles of the limbs trembled continuously. Zhao Yong saw that the volume of the front and back claws of the ghost mastiff expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was a skill that could be achieved in the early stage of practicing the middle level of the skin. As expected, Zhao Yong could only control the palm to expand for a few seconds now, which was far less proficient as the ghost mastiff. It seems that the ghost mastiff has entered the early stage of skin practice for a period of time, and has begun to consolidate this realm.

The two fan-sized front claws of the ghost mastiff gently pressed the ground on the ground, pulled hard behind him, and pushed forward at the same time. The whole floor under Zhao Yong's feet was pulled by the huge power of the ghost mastiff like a carpet, shaking.

Everyone was caught off guard by the strange attack of the ghost mastiff. Their bodies shook like drunkenness and quickly adjusted their center of gravity to stabilize their bodies.

Zhao Yong has reached the peak of the first stage of skin practice. His legs are like a green pine, and his body is stuck on the floor, and there is no trace of instability.

Originally, the ghost mastiff wanted to take advantage of everyone's unstable gap to launch an attack. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yong did not move. His front paws loosened the ground, and his back foot ran wildly, like an electric light flashing through the night sky and rushing straight to Zhao Yong.

The floor was trampled on and shook again, making a creaking sound, as if it would completely collapse the next moment.

The body of the ghost mastiff ran over at high speed like a roller coaster, and the strong wind was suffocating.

A fishy wind spewed out of the mouth of the ghost mastiff. The smell was disgusting. The accidental smell made people a little dizzy. Zhao Yong was about to be scratched by the giant claws of the ghost mastiff.

Zhao Yong's thoughts were like electricity, and his body immediately retracted and pulled the muscles of his whole body to shrink sharply. He was suddenly a few centimeters short. He leaned back and was getting under the body of the flying ghost mastiff. His legs were close to his abdomen. At the moment when the ghost mastiff flew over, his legs were pounded out like lightning.

Bum! His feet just stepped heavily on the abdomen of the ghost mastiff.

At this time, the ghost mastiff was at the time when the old power was exhausted and the new power was not born, there was no time to dodge in the air. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yong shrank down and got into his bottom. He was stepped on by Zhao Yong's feet heavily, and there was a muffled sound of drums in his abdominal cavity.

The huge power kicked the ghost mastiff upside down!

Bang bang bang! Several walls collapsed in a row, and finally broke out.

At this moment, the floor under Zhao Yong's feet can no longer withstand such a fierce blow, huh! It completely collapsed, and the floor of the second floor was all smashed to the first floor.