The horse saw an old man blocking the guy in front, but he had no intention of stopping. He still lowered his head and rushed over, as if he wanted to compete with the old man. The long sharp horn seemed to want to pierce his chest.
A transparent hole appeared. The old man's hands were trembling, his eyes were full of fear, and he could not even hold the hoe steady, but he did not retreat or move, because his grandson was running towards the high slope behind him.
Just at this moment, there was a sudden roar, and the charging horse staggered and almost fell down, then jumped high and turned around. I saw a flower-tailed puppy appearing on the edge of the field.
He arched his back and barked wildly at it. The horse was irritated, lowered its head and rushed towards Panhu, and let out a loud roar like a war drum.
Panhu just jumped up and wanted to run up the mountain, but his legs gave way and he stepped on the ground. He fell down and gnawed in the mud. It turned out that this horse had similar innate magical powers, and its roar like a war drum could also impact the body and mind.
It seems that it was no accident that Dongsheng heard the roar the day before yesterday and rolled down the hillside when his legs softened. I'm afraid he wasn't completely frightened.
Panhu Qianqian often hunts with the Lucun people and has rich experience in dealing with wild beasts. He did not continue to tangle with the horse in the open fields. He got up and ran away, trying to lead the big guy to the dense forest with wild trees.
When he met the dog demon who was also gifted with supernatural powers, the horse seemed to have been completely aroused in his ferocity, and wanted to drive Panhu into a fight with him.
Panhu was very fast, but the horse galloped like a bolt of lightning and was even faster than Panhu. This was the first time that this dog met an opponent it couldn't run!
At this time, a voice shouted from the hunting garden: "Well done, General Jiao! Get that dog quickly. We will have dog meat to eat at night!" I heard that the voice was actually a woman, and she was definitely not that old.
It will be too big.
Hearing the encouragement from this voice, the horse's ferocity became even more fierce. With a roar, it jumped into the air with its hooves, leaped several feet like wings on its ribs, and flew towards Panhu in the air. Panhu was already prepared.
It also possesses similar innate magical powers. This time it kept its concentration and did not fall down amidst the roar. It suddenly blew a breath to the side while running. This was its usual action when playing.
A large piece of gravel was "blown" at the edge of the field. It hit the horse in mid-air behind it like raindrops. The horse shook its head in the air and shook the long mane on its head. The stones were hit by invisible force.
They shattered one after another and turned into a cloud of smoke and dust. The horse passed through the smoke and fell to the ground, but after all, Panhu's spell cast just now hindered it for a moment, and it did not hit the opponent.
Panhu had already run into the dense forest on the hillside. At some point, another person appeared on the edge of the forest in front of him. He stood there blocking the way of the horse. He stretched out his hand and shouted: "Stop now, don't stop."
Go wild!"
This shout also carries the magic power that penetrates the soul, and it is heard so clearly. It is obvious that the person who came is a monk with supernatural powers, but he looks like a teenager, and he does not have a weapon in his hand.
. He also carried a linen parcel on his back.
The person who came was none other than Hu Wa. He was startled when Shi Dan threw a stone at the horse. Looking at the supernatural powers used by the horse, it was clear that he had at least three levels of object-controlling skills, and he had not just broken through the third level like Panhu.
He has not been in the realm for a long time, and I am afraid he has already reached the seventh and eighth realms of the third realm. But Zheng Maying has not yet broken through the fourth realm. He has not yet completed the ninth realm of the third realm, so he cannot speak yet.
Panhu was no match for this strange beast. He couldn't outrun it even if he ran. The legendary beast, the horse, was known for its speed. Huwa could see clearly just now that the horse was deliberately chasing stone eggs for fun and roaring.
Let Shidan fall down again and again. But when the old man stood up, the beast had become ferocious and really meant to hurt others.
Just as Huwa was about to stop him, Panhu had already jumped out, but it was no match for the horse. Huwa arrived in time and showed up, and now he became Panhu's rescuer.
There was a voice shouting from the other side of the hunting garden, and it should have come from the owner of the wild horse. Then this strange beast was not a wild beast, and it actually had a name. But Huba had no time to understand that this strange beast was called a horn.
The gentleman still called him General Jiao, and he didn't have time to care who its owner was. Because the horse did not stop when he heard the words, but accelerated forward and was already in front of Huwa.
Being so close, Huwa and Luan Ma were face to face, and he suddenly had an illusion. In other words, it was not an illusion but a real feeling. What he saw was not the eyes of a beast, but the eyes of an adult.
His eyes are even a bit like Yan Lingzhu's eyes in memory.
If the mountain monsters can break through to the third level of cultivation, they will not only master the art of controlling objects like monks, but also have stronger innate magical powers. And their cultivation is usually much more difficult and more time-consuming than ordinary monks.
For a long time. But on the other hand, his spiritual intelligence has been completely opened and unhindered, and gradually he is no different from ordinary people.
If it lived in the human world, it would understand everything in the world and fully understand what people say. So this is not just a beast running wild, it clearly knows what it is doing and the villagers' fears.
Instead of panicking, he knew what kind of seedlings he was trampling under his feet, and he knew more clearly what consequences the sharp angle would cause if he collided with it.
This was not a wild beast that strayed into the fields. The eyes that Huwa saw belonged to a murderous gangster. The gangster's weapon had stabbed into his outstretched palm. The horse's speed was too fast.
It was too late for Huwa to hide. But the horse didn't stop at all. Judging from the way the horn was cast, it was going to pierce his palm and pierce his body.
The villagers in the distance all let out a cry of surprise. They saw the horse rushing over, and the young man's body was hung on the horns and picked up. He was dying! The owner of the beast had already felt it, but he didn't have time to stop it.
Kill in public!
No one could see the details clearly. Huwa was indeed picked up by the horn of the horse, but he was not injured. The moment the tip of the horn touched the palm of his hand, he suddenly reached forward with his palm, and the tiger's mouth followed the long horn.
He held it at its base. The sharp point was close to Huwa's forearm and pierced into the sleeve, but did not hurt the flesh.
Huwa's hands were like iron pliers, holding them so tightly. The horse raised its head during the collision. In terms of weight, Huwa certainly couldn't compare to this strange beast weighing a thousand kilograms.
Even though he was lifted off the ground, he did not fly into the sky. His hand still held the long horn firmly, as if it was stuck and hung on it. No matter how the horse shook its head, it could not throw him away.
At this time, I heard Huwa yell angrily: "You have lost the battle, why don't you bow your head and stop!"
The body hanging on the horn suddenly became as heavy as a hill. The horse couldn't bear it and lowered its head involuntarily, even bending its two front legs. Huwa's right hand clasped its horn tightly.