There is no such word as surrender in Master Biao's world. It's too shameless. Fatty Lu Leyao is shameless.
It's best to kill him in one strike. Biaoye instantly transforms into a tiger form and uses his ultimate killing move.
The tiger descended from the mountain and swooped down with a shocking momentum. With such shocking killing intent, Lu Leyao had no doubt that Bai Biao had no intention of killing her.
Without tyrannical strength, raising a tiger is like raising a poisonous poison. Raising the tiger will cause trouble and backfire, and it will definitely end in death without a burial place.
With the aura stirring, Lu Leyao instantly rose to two meters tall. He was no longer covered in fat, his muscles were as muscular as a man's, and his body was as deep as a sword. His only pair of beautiful eyes added a certain amount of femininity to this carved face.
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Facing the giant claw was a heavy blow. The Chongtian Sword weighed eight hundred kilograms. Lu Leyao's blow contained half of her magic power. Bai Biao's claws were also powerful.
The claws collided with the sword, making a sound like gold and stone. Lu Leyao pulled away from his horse and resisted Bai Biao's claws with brute strength. The two were in a stalemate.
"Bai Biao, the action of pouncing and biting is better than dexterity. If you transform into a cat shape, you will be able to do twice the result with half the effort." Lu Leyao teased.
Regardless of whether it is a monster or a mythical beast, a beast prides itself on its physical strength. The result of a brave and fierce fight is not a spell attack, but a hand-to-hand fight.
In a brute force fight with Lu Leyao, Bai Biao did not win, and was despised by the fat man. Bai Biao's anger and annoyance can be imagined.
"Lu Leyao, you damn fat man, labor and management will definitely catch you for your fake face today."
Bai Biao used all the brute force in his body, his real tiger hairs stood up like steel needles, the explosive power of every muscle was exerted to the extreme, and he could swallow a person alive with his huge mouth.
The two are in a stalemate, just like two people wrestling with each other. Once one person increases the strength, the other person will inevitably be forced to retreat if he does not go all out.
Lu Leyao smiled slyly, drew his sword and retreated. Bai Biao couldn't hold back, and his huge body pounced out, causing him to fall and gnaw at the mud.
When it comes to fighting, it doesn't matter whether you lose or win.
"Bai Biao, don't be careful. It's too ugly for a dog to chew on you. You are so ugly!"
Lu Leyao could already imagine such a fatal insult. In the animation form, Uncle Biao's whole body was burning with angry flames.
"Ouch!"
Bai Biao opened his mouth, and more than a dozen wind blades rushed towards Lu Leyao like sharp swords piercing the air.
Slant, cut straight, cross, and pick.
Lu Leyao's sword danced so tightly that Bai Biao's blades were getting denser and denser, cutting with ten cuts and hundreds of cuts.
All the wind blows sent by Bai Biao were bounced away. Lu Leyao provoked Bai Biao again with a mean talk. The wind blows became more and more dense, and the fifth-level formation that was opened was shaky.
"Crack, boom!"
The stepless formation was broken. This was something she borrowed from the second generation ancestor of Fang Fang. It was worth the old nose spirit stone.
Lu Leyao...
"Bai Biao! Stop."
The tigress roared loudly, causing Bai Biao to take a step back.
"The fight was having a good time! Fatty, why are you yelling?"
Why did Lu Leyao look like he had lost millions of high-grade spiritual stones? Bai Biao took a small step back again and quickly scanned his surroundings with a pair of tiger eyes.
The martial arts field was in good condition, and there were not a few spiritual grasses missing nearby. Something seemed to be wrong. The magic light that had just covered the martial arts field was gone. All that was seen were scattered around, large and small formation materials. Bai Biao knew what to do.
It's over.
Lu Leyao sheathed his sword, held the hilt with his right hand, and twisted the scabbard with his left hand. The dark sword turned into a thick stick about ten feet long.
Spiritual energy surged, and he was in front of Bai Biao in an instant. The dog-beating stick technique merged with the sword power. The stick shadow was heavy with one stick, and the stick turned into dozens of sticks, reaching the flesh.
Bai Biao hurriedly resisted, but because there were too many, he was unable to resist and was inevitably injured in many places. At some point, Lu Leyao had a very beautiful red cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.
Uncle Biao couldn't appreciate the beauty of human beings, and he didn't even notice this change. Lu Leyao, the dead fat guy who fell into the pile of spiritual stones, was going crazy, ow!
Bai Biao quickly shrunk, unable to get too close. The tiger shape was not conducive to dodge and escape. This change of move bought Uncle Biao some time, allowing one man and one beast to distance themselves.
His body grew stronger again, and a huge fireball brewed out instantly, hitting Lu Leyao with unrivaled power.
With her current strength, she would lose half a layer of skin even if she couldn't resist death. Lu Leyao took advantage of the wind and moved forward without retreating. He held the staff in his right hand and kneaded with his left hand. A cassock flew out of the storage bag. It was the one that could block the sky.
The treasure of calamity fire tightly enveloped the rapidly approaching fireball.
Lu Leyao was already in front of him, and he no longer needed a stick. Zhiyang Zhigang's spiritual power was transferred to both palms. The long black stick was deeply embedded in the ground and climbed up to suppress Bai Biao under his crotch with overwhelming force.
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Punch to the flesh, how Wu Song beat a tiger, Lu Leyao will only be more ferocious.
"Ooooooooooooooooooo..."
Wuwei Peak's miserable screams echoed throughout the peak, and even the disciples from the Sword-holding Peak next door heard it, and the disciples who were practicing swords stopped their movements one after another.
"But it was uploaded from Wuwei Peak."
"This is too tragic."
"I heard that there is only one old monk on Wuwei Peak who has fallen from the golden elixir and practiced qi and is about to die. Could it be that this person has a twisted mentality and tortures spiritual beasts."
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The words of the disciples became more and more unbearable.
The golden elixir monk in white glanced around with a serious face. The disciples once again practiced their swords in a regular manner, stabbing diagonally, cutting straight, crossing, and thrusting. Each sword was just right, and no one could find any faults.
The golden elixir in white didn't look at the disciples for too long. He stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, and seemed to be looking at Wuwei Peak nearby.
A wretched snake-like head was exposed from the lapel of the fairy-like man's clothes, and slowly crawled out. Its claws were like eagles, and its whole body was colorful green, but it turned out to be a turtle.
"Yu Hengxu, I miss your brother! Go and see him if you want! It's been more than a hundred years, and Wuwei Peak has once again regained its vitality. It's understandable that that petty guy has figured it out."
The turtle just talked casually and then retracted its head into the turtle shell. It didn't want to go at all. How twisted is this! It would take pleasure in torturing a spiritual pet.
The man waved his hand, jumped up, and with a crystal-clear ice sword under his feet, he flew through the clouds and mist, in the direction of Wuwei Peak in the clouds and mist.
"Yu Hengxu, why don't we go back to the cave to prepare before we go? We haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years, so you should prepare some gifts for Yu Hengfeng. He has a new spiritual pet, so he must prepare something."
The little turtle has crawled out of his clothes and wants to walk away on the clouds. It doesn't want to go to Wuwei Peak to meet Hengfeng at all, it just wants to run away.
Just grabbing it casually, Yu Hengxu grabbed it in his hand, holding it by his neck.