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34. Daily 2: The king of wild boar was eaten(1/2)

Xia Ji didn't get into the tent all night.

The next day, Ning Mengzhen stared at him with a strange look.

What Holy Son?

It's really worse than beasts.

Xia Ji opened his eyes and the ashes of the bonfire had been completely extinguished by the morning moisture. He looked up and looked at the main peak of the second extinct volcano in the Blue Hill that was already in his eyes. He said, "Eat some dry food, let's continue to set off. We will spend the night on the top of the mountain tonight."

The two of them had just this meat sauce and the mountain spring had eaten the thick dry food cakes.

Xiaoluding stood up and put his hips on his hips and asked, "Son of the Holy Son, do you think I am gentle?"

Xia Ji looked at the loli, who was slightly larger in size, and nodded.

The little furnace tripod pointed to the still-large black bag again and asked, "Do you think it is heavy?"

The girl means, don’t you think it’s too much to let me carry such a heavy bag?

Xia Ji smiled slightly: "It's your back anyway."

Senior Sister Ning felt wronged.

Are you still a furnace or a cauldron?

How do you make yourself look like a maid?

Can't you find a servant specifically? There are so many people in the Holy Gate, you can have it just by opening your mouth.

Forget it, just carry it on your back, just pretend to be a dying son on his back.

The little furnace tripod began to curse the Holy Son in his heart and was injured.

The two teams heading north once again set off their villages and headed north. During this period, they encountered several wild boars waiting for opportunities to cross the mountain road, but Xia Ji just didn't shoot them.

The knife should not be easily released, just like the taster's tongue cannot drink alcohol often.

The basic stage of sword skills is still in the basic stage.

Xia Ji had already integrated all the backup skills and state of mind in this stance of Dao Jiu. Xu Lin. Now he was looking for a certain mysterious opportunity. He wanted to understand this sword more deeply and be able to combine the intention and mind into one.

So, the first knife is very important.

Just like the first impression.

This is a topic that needs to be specifically sought.

He had the purpose of research before fighting with the Sacred Heart of the Tianyuan Realm.

Is the Sacred Heart considered strong in Tianyuan?

It shouldn't be counted. He asked the Elder of the Heavenly King that the Sacred Heart should be the one at the bottom.

So, if you can use your fists to blow away the Sacred Heart's Heaven and Earth Qi protection cover, maybe you can't blow away others?

True Qi vs. Mysterious Qi.

Man against heaven.

If, the first blow and the first punch can break everything, then...

It is as quiet as a virgin, and it moves like a rabbit, the sky collapses and the earth breaks, only in an instant.

Therefore, Xia Ji practiced the first knife this time.

Either don’t move, or you’ll destroy it!

Combining intentions and spirits, compatible, and flawless.

There is no more master's way here.

There are more and more wild boars crossing the mountain road.

The two of them may have mistakenly entered the territory of the wild boar tribe.

Just as the two of them were about to speed up their departure.

A large wild boar rushed out, his fangs flashed coldly, like a small ancient mammoth, and his whole body was as powerful as a needle.

Behind it there were many small wild boars eyeing the two of them.

When I looked at the big wild boar out of the list, I consciously retreated.

Obviously the big wild boar is their king.

The Wild Boar King was used to being domineering on the territory. He looked at the two "strange monkeys" and hummed with disdain.

Suddenly, it ran wildly, like a strong wind rushing, and its fangs were like two killing swords.

Chichichichichi!

Wherever we went, small metasequoia, vines and weeds fell to the sides with a collision!

The sound is getting closer!

Xia Ji still didn't shoot out the knife, he just clenched the handle of the five-fist sword with his backhand.

Xiaoluding held her breath and concentrated, she thought the Holy Son was about to shoot out.

However, the Holy Son has not yet come out.

The wild boar ran three or four feet away.

Xia Ji still didn't shoot out, and he even closed his eyes.

Ning Meng was really looking at her face with a question mark.

Holy Son, you can’t close your eyes and show off when fighting!

Three zhang...

Two feet...

The petite girl couldn't stand the momentum emitted by the wild boar opposite.

My heart skipped a beat, it was about to finish.

Since the Holy Son lost his memory, he not only seemed to have changed his body, but also became more handsome. It's really annoying.

She couldn't help but shout and remind: "Son, the Wild Boar King is here!"

Xia Ji still didn't shoot.

It was not until half a foot that the young man in strong clothes suddenly opened his eyes.

Draw a knife half an inch.

The momentum of the whole body reached its peak.

At that moment, the spirit and energy were fully prepared.

The intentions of the knife are overlapping madly.

His eyes were truly like lightning, and he quietly looked at the wild boar that had always been.

This is the intention of the sword.

It's murderous intent.

The fierce pig face of the Wild Boar King froze a little, and it suddenly felt like it was rushing towards a wild beast that was more powerful than it.

But I can no longer stop it.

Bang.

The Wild Boar King still collided with Xia Ji.

The boy and the wild boar king flew backwards.

The scene is a bit weird.

Ning Mengzhen turned her head and looked at Xia Ji's clothes being torn by fangs, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Let you behave like a pig!

At the same time, she was a little worried. The collision just now was very fierce. Is the Holy Son okay?

And... the Holy Son seems to have no internal force.

Have you forgotten?

On the other side, Xia Ji patted his body. He was not satisfied with the knife just now.

It's far from enough.

Otherwise, the wild boar should have foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.

He was leisurely and thoughtful, and fell into the eyes of the little furnace.

The latter was shocked.

Is his body so strong?

Didn't you suffer any injuries?
To be continued...
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