Chapter 87: Iron bristle pig

The people of Ling Xiao immediately looked in the direction where the sound came from, and a small pig-shaped creature appeared in the sight of the people of Ling Xiao.
"Iron mane pig! The fangs are extremely sharp, the outer mane is extremely defensive, and the weakness is in the abdomen. After adulthood, the strength can reach the fourth stage of the soul!
Looking at its size, it should be an adult! "Ling Xiao spoke quickly and reported the information he had written in his mind.
The expressions on Liu Ruoyan's faces immediately became difficult to look at.
They knew that the alien world was more dangerous, but they didn't expect that they would have encountered a fourth-order alien spirit beast just after coming here.
The iron mane pig had blood red eyes, staring at Ling Xiao and the others, as if he could pounce at any time.
"Why... How about let's run?" The lawn head boy in the team said in horror.
Another round-inch head boy heard the words and immediately echoed: "Fate Soul Tier 4, I'm afraid we are opponents."
At this point, Iron Mane Pig seemed to see the timidity of the two men.
It raised its head and roared, and this voice still carried the power of life and soul, suddenly resounding through the mountains and forests.
The two boys were so frightened that their legs became weak and they almost fell to the ground.
The water friends in the live broadcast room also launched a barrage.
"Xiushen go quickly! This kind of thick-skinned spirit beast, if it can't break the defense, it will become extremely difficult to deal with."
"I have seen many contestants chased by iron bristle pigs everywhere."
"Let's go, let's go, let's not be an iron head baby."
"..."
Ling Xiao ignored the barrage of the water friends, but looked at the iron bristle pig with interest, and said: "I don't know if this iron bristle pig is delicious or not, and how the meat is."
Su Yao and the others only felt that it was dark, why are you still thinking about eating at this time? Shouldn't you leave now?
The water friends were also surprised. They never expected that Ling Xiao would say such a sentence.
"I... what else can I say? You foodie!"
"I, Ling Xiao, the of food, I can die in order to eat!"
"I'm a good boy, this style of painting has become so fast, it almost caught me off guard."
"233333...the world's most reckless man!"
"..."
Roar!
Ironmane Pig's gaze turned to Ling Xiao and glared, as if he had understood what Ling Xiao said.
With a kick of its hoof, it rushed towards Lingxiao like a fast-moving hill.
Every time the hoof goes down, a small hole appears on the ground.
For a time, the mud flies and the ground shakes. This scene can scare ordinary people to death!
"Get out of the way!" Ling Xiao shouted.
Su Yao and the others didn't say anything, and immediately ducked to the side.
Among this team, Ling Xiao is the strongest and naturally has the highest right to speak. They naturally have no objections.
In their opinion, even if Ling Xiao is lost, there is no problem in avoiding it.
Ling Xiao smiled at the corner of his mouth and drew a sharp Tang knife from the scabbard around his waist.
Under the sunlight, this Tang knife gleamed with a cold light.
Roar!
The iron bristle pig rushed forward, and a pair of fangs were like death scythes, entraining the power of life and soul to stab Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao kicked his legs on the ground, his body was extremely light, and he jumped into the air.
And the Tang knife in his hand was pierced towards the back of the iron bristle pig!
Cang!
Cang!
The harsh metal friction sounded in the mountains and forests.
When the blade rubbed against the iron bristled pig's back bristles, countless sparks were actually emitted.