I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

This made the wild boar put down the wild fruit in its mouth, white air was constantly sprayed out from its rough nostrils, and it ran back towards the slope with a whimper.

Seeing it was a colorful tiger, the wild boar subconsciously stopped, and stopped in the distance, with two big eyes like black grapes, turning non-stop, as if thinking whether to come back?

After all, tigers are inherently extremely deterrent to other ordinary beasts.

As the king of beasts, even a tiger that has not become a spirit makes other animals that have become spirits fearful.

But gradually, the wild boar discovered that the monster power emanating from Yang Chen's body was not grand, and didn't pose much threat.

And it seems that it is still in the growth stage, and its size is more than half smaller than him.

The key is that it seems that there is only one breath of the little tiger, and there is no big tiger watching from behind.

This also made the wild boar's mind come alive, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then a torrent of anger rushed into his heart.

What a big cat, he dared to run out and occupy his territory before he grew up.

You must know that since he became a ghost, the territory with a radius of more than 20 miles has basically been under his control.

Although in this nameless barren mountain, the land of more than 20 miles is a fart, and the beast spirits stronger than wild boars do not know where to go.

But the wild boar is also a powerful spirit monster lord who thinks he is one side.

How could it be occupied by a young tiger who had just been born with demonic power?

"Wow, you are such a nasty cat, how dare you come to occupy your grandpa pig's territory, let's see how I push you up to the sky and clean you up properly."

There was a flash of inspiration in the wild boar's eyes, white air puffed out from his nostrils, he moved his big pig's hooves, and arched his head towards Yang Chen who was on the slope.

At first glance, the momentum is really full.

Wherever wild boars passed, the dry grass and bushes under their feet were ground into flat ground.

At the same time, the monster power emanating from the wild boar also enhanced its defense and aura to a certain extent.

"Oh, this is a wild boar that has become a monster. It's so big, I'm afraid it can be compared to a small truck."

"But dare to call yourself Grandpa Pig, and dare to open your mouth and scold yourself all the time."

Seeing the wild boar rushing, Yang Chen was not in a hurry, but blew on his big paw.

Facing the wild boar that was about to rush to break through, it was a heavy slap.

"Clap!"

The wild boar was hit directly on the head with a thick claw, which made him dizzy, and fell to the side in a daze, and the violent momentum disappeared instantly.

Isn't this a kitten?A tiger cub that hasn't grown up has so much strength.

The wild boar shook its head, stood up again with difficulty, looked at Yang Tian who was combing his paws slowly on the slope, as if mocking him.

I can't help feeling anger from my heart, strength from my body.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhdhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" See how I deal with you."

The wild boar uttered some indistinct words and roars, and rushed up again, waving the pig's thighs.

What greeted him was another slap that Yang Chen had prepared for a long time ago.

Anyway, he is also a powerful cultivator who is proficient in martial arts and skills, even if he is limited by the current lack of strength, he can only rely on the physique of a tiger and the strength of a thousand catties.

However, he was somewhat sure of dealing with a wild boar that only knew how to run wild.

"Snapped…"

This time, the wild boar was directly thrown out, and the sharp fangs on its mouth were a little crooked.

The wild boar understood now.

Yang Chen was simply pretending to be a little Mengxin who didn't understand anything, deliberately fooling him, an old man, into playing tricks, so as to bully him.

"Hey, this guy is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, no, he is pretending to be a tiger and eating a pig."

"I have to slip away. As for this site, he can give it to him if he likes it."

The wild boar got up without saying a word and rushed outside, not caring about its high swollen mouth and crooked fangs.

Although he only knows about rampage, he knows which animals can provoke and which animals cannot.

Knowing that he can't beat Yang Chen, but still rushing up, isn't that bringing dinner to him?

"Yeah, good guy, you actually know how to run for your life. I'm really interested in this monster."

Although Yang Chen couldn't understand what the wild boar was humming, he seemed to see what the aura in the wild boar's eyeballs was thinking.

This guy was the sharpest and slipperiest animal he had ever seen.

Run if you can't beat it.

It doesn't stop at all, and there is no sense of territory.

"Roar!"

"Taste my tiger roar!"

Yang Chen stood erect on the hillside, his body was even and steady, he opened his fangs and mouth, and a force surged out from under his throat.

Impressively, it is one of the tiger's attack methods, the tiger roars in the mountains and forests.

The powerful tiger's roar was like a solid sound wave, continuously coming out of Yang Chen's mouth, vibrating the surrounding mountains, forests, and vegetation.

"It hurts me to death."

The wild boar, as the creature hit by the sound wave, seemed to have a brick in its head, dangling non-stop, even the demon power in its body couldn't stop the sound wave from rushing into the ears.

The shaking made him listless and his head ached.

When the sound waves that hurt the ears suddenly stopped, the wild boar only felt a strong murderous intent and death threat.

Looking up, I don't know when there was a sharp claw on my neck.

And the little tiger who was still roaring on the hillside just now rushed up to him and held him down.

"It's really cunning. This is the first time that Uncle Zhu has seen such a cunning tiger."

The more the wild boar thought about it, the more angry he became. When he was angry, the threat of death that Yang Chen brought to him was much smaller.

Obviously, he is two meters tall, and wisdom and demonic power are born in his body.

How could it be controlled by a little tiger.

No way, I am so mad at you.

A pair of pig eyes of the wild boar burst out with a ray of black light, aiming at Yang Chen standing in front of him, suddenly turned into light and blasted out.

Yang Chen stretched out his hand subconsciously.

No, it stretched out its claws to cover its eyes and resist the strong black light.

The strong black light made everyone dizzy in all directions, as if there were several wild boars running around.

"Is this the natural ability of this wild boar?"

"A pure demon has stronger abilities, and it also has the talent of the spirit itself."

Yang Chen didn't feel any fear or panic, instead, a trace of curiosity arose in his heart, and he slowly perceived this extraordinary power.

He was becoming more and more curious about the spirits around here.

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