Hunting for Beauty

The monster's aura suddenly rose, and with a roar, it brought up a gust of wind, and rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao with all its teeth and claws.

Ren Xiaoyao intends to fight the monster head-on to see how big the difference in strength is.

So he gathered [-]% of his strength and punched the giant palm that was pressing down on the monster.

"Puff" "Boom!"

Ren Xiaoyao, who was more than ten meters in the air, was shot down by the monster's palm, making a hole more than one meter deep on the ground.

The monster was hit so that it flew more than 20 meters into the air.

Xiaoyao flew out of the pit, swallowed the blood that gushed to his mouth, and carefully observed the monster's situation.

The monster's right paw trembled slightly. It seemed that Ren Xiaoyao's slap just now made it uncomfortable, but after only ten seconds, its paw stopped shaking.

Ren Xiaoyao's pupils contracted. He knew that if it was purely based on the amount of energy it possessed, the monster would undoubtedly be superior to him. However, winning or losing is not only judged by the amount of energy, but also has a lot to do with wisdom.

According to previous observations, it can be deduced that this monster must have not fought for a long time, maybe thousands of years, and its brain is very bad, otherwise it would not be so stupid that the left eye of the middle head was poked blind by the troubled times .

Moreover, it seems that its body is not perfect, and it can't fully display its true strength. It can completely injure Ren Xiaoyao in the hard fight just now, but the energy circulation in its body suddenly stopped, which made Ren Xiaoyao Ren Xiaoyao escaped unharmed.

Knowing the weakness of the monster, it is not difficult to deal with it.

Ren Xiaoyao took back the troubled times. Of course, at this time, Ren Xiaoyao would not be so stupid as to fight the monster. Instead, he would give full play to his advantage in speed and fly around the monster, looking for opportunities to give the monster a hard time.

How can a huge monster keep up with Ren Xiaoyao's speed?

In the eyes of others, Ren Xiaoyao is like an agile killer bee, dancing around a bloated prey, stinging the prey hard from time to time.

The furious prey couldn't catch the killer bee at all, it just attacked blindly, wasting energy in vain.

"President, I'm afraid the avatar of 'Baqi' will be killed by Ren Xiaoyao if this continues!"

Hideaki Koizumi and Taro Matsui, who had gone to nowhere during the war, suddenly reappeared.

Koizumi Hideaki was frowning and talking to Matsui Taro. Of course, they were hiding in a relatively secluded place, and their voices were also very low.

"Well...but what can we do? Long Xiao's strength far exceeds our estimate, and we can't do anything up there. As for Sakura, there are probably not many people left. Even if we inform them, They may not give up protecting the cherry blossoms and rush over."

Matsui Taro was also helpless.

This time, in order to round up Ren Xiaoyao, Sakura sent more than 1000 special ninjas, which is three-quarters of Sakura's strength, and now they are basically dead. This loss is too great, not five or sixty years is irrecoverable.

"If two of Sakura's immortals can come, I believe the loss will not be so serious."

Hideaki Koizumi complained.

Chapter 425 Thunder Strike

"Shut up! Are you dying?"

Taro Matsui hurriedly scolded, and lowered his voice again, "There are eyeliners of the Four Great Elders everywhere, if your words reach their ears, you will regret coming to this world!"

Although Matsui Taro was usually very rude to Koizumi Hideaki, but at this time he didn't want Koizumi Hideaki to be executed for a slip of the tongue. There are few people who can use him. Koizumi Hideaki is finally a capable subordinate, so it's better to keep him.

Thinking of the methods of the Four Great Elders, Hideaki Koizumi couldn't help but tremble all over, and closed his mouth tightly.

Matsui Taro sighed, shook his head and said, "However, if two elders really come, even if it is the third elder and the fourth elder, at least five or six hundred people can be saved from death, right?"

There was a moment of silence, and the two quietly watched Ren Xiaoyao playing with the big monster - the clone of Baqi.

"President, actually, there is a way to restore Yaqi to a full body..."

Koizumi Hideaki said suddenly.

"You mean... fusion?"

Matsui Taro's expression brightened, but he immediately calmed down again.

"However, who is willing to completely dedicate their body and soul to Baqi? Once they dedicate themselves, it will be like annihilation of body and spirit. I can bear the huge energy when fused with the Baqi avatar, where can I find such a person at this time?"

Judging by Matsui Taro's expression, he himself is absolutely unwilling to make such a big sacrifice.

Hideaki Koizumi was obviously unwilling.

Who is willing to give up a good life, give up this colorful world?

No matter how lofty the purpose is, say "for the great revival of the Great Japanese Empire", but if he dies, what if the empire is revived?

I can't enjoy it anymore, and the respect and memory of future generations are just nothing. It's okay to deceive those rigid-minded extremists. Of course, smart people like Koizumi Hideaki will not be deceived by such beautiful lies.

Baqi was bullied miserably by Ren Xiaoyao, it's so miserable, it's too horrible to look at!

The scales on the body fell off a lot in one piece and one piece in the west, and black liquid oozed from the wound, falling down in a "tick-tick" manner.

Six of the knife-like nails were broken because the claws were caught on the sword transformed by the troubled times, and six of the eight single horns on the head were tilted to one side. Although they were not broken, they were not far away.

Coupled with the middle head, the main head is blind in the left eye, and the Baqi clone at this time can make those who see it sad and those who hear it cry.

And the Baqi avatar himself also felt aggrieved. It has been thousands of years, and finally someone summoned him. He thought he could live happily in the world, but he unexpectedly ran into this pervert in front of him. My God, how could there be in the world? Such a powerful person exists?

Although his strength surpassed this pervert, his attack method was too weird, he was too cunning!

Huh... Not only did he not take advantage of this time, but he was beaten so badly, what face does he have to live on... Well, it's not fair!

I fought him in the state of a spirit body, and I suffered a lot!

If it can be restored to a complete body, it will be easy to kill this pervert.

But where do you find someone who is willing to integrate with you?

The miserable Baqi clone suddenly stopped, no longer chasing Ren Xiaoyao, but looking around for something.

When Ren Xiaoyao attacked it, it avoided it if it could, and resisted if it couldn't.

Ren Xiaoyao saw the ghostly and funny appearance of Baqi's avatar, and knew that something was weird.

"What is it looking for? Is there something that can help him defeat me?"

Ren Xiaoyao kept his mind on it, but he didn't relax his hands. Since the Baqi avatar stopped, shouldn't it be used as a living target for sex?

Zhuoshi kissed the not-delicate skin of the Baqi avatar time and time again with great enthusiasm, the broken scales flew, and the black blood splashed everywhere, while the Baqi avatar could only whine in a whimper. Ren Xiaoyao was a little bit helpless.

Fortunately, the ruthless personality developed by being in the underworld over the years made him not relentless.

"Ow!"

The sluggish Baqi avatar suddenly became excited, raised his head to the sky and yelled a few times, swept the chaotic world with his palm, and flew towards a half-collapsed house.