Reaching the count's combat status is truly amazing.
Peterchael jumped up, and a big stone under his feet shattered on the spot.
A strong smell of blood filled the air, and a huge fist slammed down on Yang Chen.
Yang Chen felt the power in his fist and struck forward with the Buddha Tiangang Palm.
Kick!
"Damn it, it's okay, it's equivalent to the cultivation level of the late land realm!"
Yang Chen took two steps back, and Peterchar also flew five meters away, and then attacked again.
"Ignorant Chinese, you are destined to die in my hands!"
"I can kill all the aliens in China by myself!"
Peterchar roared angrily, and the nails on his hands became quite sharp, quickly attacking Yang Chen's chest.
Bang!
The next moment, Char's claws grabbed Yang Chen's arm.
"Yang Chen!"
Ouyang Lihuo, who was in the distance, saw that Yang Chen was hit, his face changed with fright, and he exclaimed.
Peterchar even let out an arrogant roar.
"I'm saying you idiot, you didn't even check to see if you hurt me or not. Just call me that. You have the blood of a beast, but your brain just doesn't work."
Yang Chen looked down at the sharp claws on his arms and said curiously: "By the way, I am very curious about how you can control the length of your nails, and the hardness is about the same as a dagger."
"What?"
The arrogant Peter Chaer heard Yang Chen's faint voice, looked down, and exclaimed on the spot: "Damn it, this is absolutely impossible. The body of a Chinese alien cannot block the attack of my werewolf noble!"
"Who told you that there are only aliens in China!"
Yang Chen raised a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly a huge amount of energy surged in his body, causing his body to tremble slightly.
boom!
Peterchar felt like his nails were about to break, his burly right arm was numb and tingling, and his body was instantly knocked away by invisible energy, crushing seven or eight bamboo trees before rolling to the ground.
"So strong!"
Ouyang Lihuo looked at Yang Chen who was unharmed and took a breath of cold air.
"You...who are you? How can there be such a strong master in China!"
Peterchall, who stood up, looked solemn, no longer as arrogant as before.
"You werewolves invaded my country, China, and you didn't do any strategy?"
Yang Chen frowned and immediately looked at Ouyang Lihuo: "Did you break this beast's brain when you guys fought just now?"
"The aliens outside the country only know the Chinese aliens, but they don't know you."
Ouyang Lihuo said.
"I see."
Yang Chen suddenly understood and nodded: "That's right, even the Qi Refiners seem to look down on you trash."
"Are you the legendary Chinese Qi refiner?"
When he heard the word Qi Refiner, Peterchar became frightened. His blood-red eyes looked around, as if looking for a way out.
"Stop looking, you can't leave today."
Yang Chen lit a cigarette and walked slowly towards Peter Chaer: "I just wanted to see the werewolf's methods. Now it seems that you can dominate in Europe, but in China, you can't even do it with the aliens.
"
"The fact that you died in the hands of our Qi practitioners today should be the blessing that your Peter family has earned over several lifetimes."
Yang Chen hooked his fingers towards Peter Chaer: "Come on, you only have one chance. The night of the full moon is coming, so don't let me down."
"Ouch!"
When Peterchael saw Yang Chen's raised international middle finger, he felt that his noble soul was being stabbed.
He roared, jumped up as fast as possible, and rushed toward Yang Chen: "So what about the Chinese Qi Refiners? My noble Peter family is the most powerful in the world!"
"I don't know about the Peter family, but you must be the most rubbish."
Yang Chen looked at Peter Chaer who was rushing from high altitude, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, grabbed the air with his right hand, and a sword energy condensed in his palm: "Okay, now I will send you to see your garbage god!"
"Yang Chen, stay alive!"
Seeing this scene, Ouyang Lihuo was shocked and shouted quickly.
"Sword slash!"
Yang Chen raised his hand and waved it easily.
A powerful sword force instantly penetrated Peterchar's strong defense and passed through his heart.
"puff!"
Peterchael spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his huge body hit the ground heavily, creating a deep pit in the ground.
"You...you...our Peter family is...will not let you go."
Peterchall's body quickly shrunk and returned to human form. Immediately, his head tilted and he became cold.
"Damn, it's like I'm afraid of you."
Yang Chen looked at Peterchar who was lying in a pool of blood and lit another cigarette.
"Dead?"
At this moment, Ouyang Lihuo rushed over, looked at the cool Peterchael, and was a little unhappy: "I just asked you to stay alive, and we still have to interrogate him!"
"Miss, I just saved you, okay? If you don't agree with me, just forget it. Now you are questioning me?"
Yang Chen looked at Ouyang Lihuo in confusion: "What matters to you strangers is not my matter."
"boring!"
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and passed by Ouyang Lihuo: "Xiaobai, Lingdang, go home for dinner!"
"you!"
Ouyang Lihuo looked at Yang Chen's back, trembling with anger, and suddenly a burst of blood rushed straight to his forehead, and he fell to the ground on the spot.
Hearing the voice behind him, Yang Chen turned his head and quickly rushed over.
"I'll go. I just told you not to move around, but you just don't listen. It's just causing trouble."
Yang Chen checked Ouyang Lihuo's pulse, frowned slightly and said: "Xiao Bai, go to the place we passed before and get some Polygonum multiflorum, Angelica sinensis, Ganoderma lucidum and some water. This girl is more dangerous, it seems she will be here.
Treated."
"Ho ho ho!"
Xiaobai kicked Bell, who was still pretending to be dead, and the two little beasts quickly disappeared into the bamboo forest.
Ten minutes later, Yang Chen hugged the limp Ouyang Lihuo and placed him on a flat ground.
With the delivery of zhenqi, Ouyang Lihuo's injuries have been temporarily under control.
Yang Chen took advantage of this time to find some firewood and lit it with a lighter. On the one hand, it was to keep Ouyang Lihuo from losing temperature, and on the other hand, it was also to see clearly.
At this moment, Xiaobai rushed down from the mountain with the bell on his shoulders and the medicinal materials in his hand, and placed them obediently next to Yang Chen.
"Good job."
Yang Chen patted Xiao Bai's head and pointed to the side: "Don't look at anything inappropriate, just turn around."
Xiaobai and Lingdang glanced at the graceful Ouyang Lihuo and hid ten meters away.
And at this moment.
Yang Chen quickly used his true energy to smash the medicinal materials into powder, stuffed it directly into Ouyang Lihuo's mouth, and drank it with water.
"Beauty, let's talk first, I'm here to save you."
Yang Chen looked at Ouyang Lihuo, who was breathing weakly, and took off her coat, leaving only a pink underwear.
In an instant.
Yang Chen's eyes widened, and he murmured: "This girl has a bad temper, and her figure is indeed..."
Yang Chen took a deep breath, feeling like he couldn't stand it anymore.
Especially with the light of the firewood beating, Ouyang Lihuo's delicate body adds a sense of mystery.
Whoosh!
Seeing such a fair and attractive figure, Yang Chen quickly circulated his true energy to suppress his desires, and then his right hand began to deliver true energy to several of her acupuncture points almost quickly.
As the Qi stimulated the acupuncture points, Ouyang Lihuo, who had a sensitive constitution, had rosy cheeks, his breathing became rapid, and he even faintly heard a faint moan.
And at this moment.
In the primeval forest one kilometer away, Ouyang Qian, who was quickly exploring the surroundings, suddenly felt something strange in her body. She raised her eyes and quickly looked in the direction of a hill: "No...not good, there is something wrong with Li Huo."