Chapter 386: Wujin Iron Bull

"Wujin Iron Bulls." The commercial class was the first to reflect what type of Warcraft, shouting loudly toward the teachers: "Ready to fight."
Whistling... Zhonghao Tianzong disciples flew out of the tent one by one, and prepared for the battle in just a few seconds.
Ling Xiao secretly praised that these guys are arrogant, but they do have arrogant capital.
If this kind of quality is tempered, this group of guys will definitely be the pillars of Hao Tianzong.
A disease also rushed to the side of Ling Xiao, and led the bow to pull the string, is preparing to shoot a shot, was stopped by Ling Xiao: "Do not spoil them too much, let them exercise more."
A sick looked at Ling Xiao with a curious look, he really couldn't figure out, Ling Xiao this guy now doesn't know what he wants to play.
Do more exercise, are they your son.
Rarely, Aji, who never had too many expressions, showed his mood at this time.
Ling Xiao smiled: "It doesn't matter, you just have to take charge of my safety. These guys let them fend for themselves."
The employer has confessed that Aji is too lazy to start, and watch the fun next to Ling Xiao.
The long light can only see a hundred meters ahead. With a burst of dust and gravel splash as a prelude, a large group of dark-haired big cows licking fierce bull's eye, on their heads, use their pointed horns to open the way. The group of people rushed over to Ling Xiao.
The merchants sang a big slogan: "Broken Earth Boxing."
"Yes." All the disciples of Zhonghao Tianzong sighed and leaped up neatly. After flipping around in the air, they took their own soul power and landed on the ground with a punch.
More than two hundred fist shadows were printed on the ground at the same time. These lights are intertwined and intertwined, and they are joined together to form a forward-moving fist shadow. Like a powerful bulldozer, push up countless gravel on the ground. Rushing away.
The rumble... The impact of the Wujin Iron Bulls and the attack of the ground-breaking boxing swayed the entire floor and swayed.
This kind of momentum is still in the depths of this fascination. If there are many people outside, I don’t know how many pool fish to smash, how many buildings to destroy, and how many people are injured.
The bang, the attack of the Wujin Iron Bull and the Broken Earth Boxing slammed into it very quickly, and the dust was all foggy, and the blood and metal fragments flew together.
A single black-golden iron blasted open, and the hard metal fragments on their coins, such as the torrential rain, screamed and flew to the people of Haotianzong. The metal fragments were screaming with the sound of the wind and the wind. Fast.
Without the commercial command, those Haotianzong disciples released their armor armor and blocked the black Wujin fragments.
Dangdang... The flashing lights of the various colors flashed, and then the pieces of Wujin fell all over the ground.
"Hao Tianzong these guys are really rich." Ling Xiao glanced at the armor on them, the price of each piece can be above a thousand yellow crystal.
A disease is very helpless. How is this guy in Ling Xiao who is still observing the armor of others? Didn’t see it, then a large group of bisons rushed under the cover of the large piece of Wujin’s attack.
Everyone in Haotianzong naturally saw that the iron bulls were very close to them. They estimated the number of these iron bulls, and there were more than two hundred. The merchants bite their teeth: "The younger brothers and sisters have tore these ugly things."
As soon as the voice fell, the merchant waved a single arm and rushed toward the cattle: "Yeah."
The cross-armed single arm of the Shangzi was gleaming, and the force of the blue force was like being entangled with his arm, urging his arm to make a fierce blow.
I saw three soul stones flashing on the soul chain in front of the cross-chest of the trader. His fist hit and smashed the head of an iron bull.
Bang...The blue light spurted out from the single arm of the merchant's cross, and rushed out for dozens of meters. The iron cow and the iron cow within ten meters behind it were all swallowed by the blue light. Countless blood.
"Good strength, the strength of the three souls and the repair of the soul of the soul, if not the day before I used the mirror to take advantage of it, I really have to be killed by this kid." Ling Xiao finally saw the Haotianzong elite disciple The real strength of Shangzi Heng, the heart can not help but sigh, his uncle is a little better than them.
If it weren't for the one-second split of the Lushan Black Tower, the Shangzi Heng could definitely kill himself.
Not only the merchants are outstanding, but even the other disciples are brave, and they are rushing toward the iron bulls one by one.
Uh... countless fists slammed on the head of the iron bull, and then the iron bull was headshot, and one of the Haotianzong disciples was flew out by the iron bull.
Among them, a Haotianzong female disciple even seized the double angle of the iron bull, and took the twin horns of the iron cow hard.
Looking at the body figure that the female disciple is taller than herself, the pair can definitely crush the man or the chest of the suffocating man, Ling can not help but shudder.
If it is pressed by a pair of things, it can be called a forbearance (milk) weight.
Fortunately, Hao Tianzong also has a female disciple who is more physique. For example, the day before yesterday, he despised the gimmick called Wu Hao, which is quite normal.
Her fist is relatively small, so she wears a pair of gold gloves to increase her strength.
The golden fists waved around, driving a group of green souls toward the iron ox, and picked up a pool of blood. I have to say that Ling Xiao felt that this scene was and beautiful, which made him very pleasing. .
After another wave of iron bulls, it took a long time for these disciples of Haotianzong to solve the iron bulls all over them, and they were all tired.
Fortunately, Hao Tianzong, like Yun Tianzong, is also a sect of the seven squats and majors. In terms of physical strength, it is more than twice as powerful as the major 魄.
Yun Tianzong is mainly based on the sword technique, while Hao Tianzong is mainly based on the power of the boxing skills. The physical strength of the Haotianzong disciple is even better than that of Yun Tianzong.
"What are you doing?" Looking at his own younger brothers, one by one, they were so tired that there were dozens of them even hanging up, and the merchants shouted loudly at Ling Xiao.
"Hey." Ling Xiaobai took a look at the merchant. "I am just an orange. You let me go to this group of yellow-level bulls."
"That's him." The merchant used his fingers to touch Aji: "As long as he is willing to take the shot, we will alleviate a lot of pressure."
Ling Xiao looked at the merchants with pity, and grotesquely said: "Kid, he is my bodyguard, only responsible for my safety, why should I shoot, and, are you not the elite disciple of Haotianzong? When did you learn to rely on others?"
The last sentence of Ling Xiao deeply penetrated the hearts of everyone. Yes, when did they become dependent on others?
It is only this difficult situation that gives them the idea of ​​yielding and shrinking, will they make them so weak.
No, absolutely not.
In the martial art, they are the existence that hundreds of thousands of ordinary disciples are looking for. They must not be weak, and they should not let this little gangster look down.
"Okay, don't ask for you." Many of the disciples of Haotianzong all face the color of indignation and stand up to the side of Shangzi Heng to show their support.
"There is a bone, good..." Ling Xiao took a clap and applauded, laughing and laughing, and the disciples who stood by the side of the merchant suddenly felt an ominous premonition.
"Your tent is broken, there is a thousand yellow crystals. I have a voice here. Whoever wants to say it." The disciples heard the words of Ling Xiao, and they fell.
Only two days later, this pedestrian of Ling Xiao encountered the brain-eating eagle and the Wujin Iron Bull, which greatly slowed down their speed.
However, there are long lights on the hands of Ling Xiao, time is not a problem, and the food prepared is very sufficient. They only need to be steady and steady, and it is better to push forward step by step.
A disease always felt that the atmosphere here was a little bit wrong. When he rested the next day, he suddenly said: "Lord, I suggest that we quit immediately."
Ling Xiao shook his head: "No... you may not understand. This is a test of someone. If I can't complete this task, I guess he will reconsider my cooperation."
Ling Xiao said that Qi Tianqi, this time, although Qi Tianqi said that these disciples were sent for low-key, but another purpose, naturally, also want to test the ability of Ling Xiao.
The so-called Bai Wen is not as good as a sight, and there is no certain ability to determine the ability of Ling Xiao, and the chips that are squatting on Ling Xiao’s body are somewhat unreasonable.
Moreover, Yan Tianqi also used this group of elite disciples to show his strength in Haotianzong. If Lingxiao is inferior, let alone Qitianqi, even he himself will look down on himself.
A sigh sighed: "Well, you have your thoughts. I am a bodyguard and can only protect your safety."
Ling Xiaohe smiled and immediately transferred Aji’s attention to other places:
A disease, what do you say here, how can there be so many World of Warcraft, as if they are all related to metal, whether it is a brain iron eagle Or Wujin Iron Bull, they can hit a lot of iron ore."
Aji explained: "The so-called Warcraft refers to the souls of those beasts that are integrated into various flesh, and grow into various kinds of beasts through these weird flesh, such as today's Wujin Iron Bull. They are integrated into Wujin by the powerful demon soul, and become a Warcraft with a black gold appearance."
These things are not too understandable. Listening to Aji’s explanation is quite interesting:
What about the Purple Gold Magic Lion?

"Zijin Magic Lion." Aji's eyes became extremely weird: "Purple-level World of Warcraft, the hybrid of the Wicked Beast and the Beast, the eight-eyed demon scorpion soul is integrated into the ore purple gold, you don't tell me, this time we The goal is the Purple Gold Magic Lion."
Ling Xiao smiled slightly toward Aji: "Or else, what do you think?"
A disease’s eyes showed an incredible look: "You are crazy."