"Old man, are you not ill?" He Feng asked.

"No, my body is very good!" said piaomiko. He is really good. He doesn't smoke, drink, or indulge in wine and sex. He practices all day. If his body is poor, it's unreasonable.

"Oh, I thought you had cancer!" He Feng said.

After hearing this, a black line appeared on piaomizi's face for several times. Seeing this, he Feng hurriedly said, "don't mind joking!"

"Hum!"

After misty Zi snorted coldly, they turned their eyes to the poor strange in front of them. At the moment, poor strange seems harmless to humans and animals, but he Feng doesn't think the other party will do so. He is joking. How can it be possible not to struggle before he dies?

If it were someone else, he Feng wouldn't care, but the one in front of him is the four fierce beasts in ancient times. Even if he is a little slack, he may brew irreparable consequences. Therefore, he must not take it lightly and be vigilant at any time.

"Do you remember what I said last time, old man?" He Feng held Xuanyuan sword, tested the position preparation, waved his sword and cut it down, and said to the piaomizi next to him.

"What words? You say too much, and it's pure nonsense. I can't remember!" said piaomizi.

"Villains die of talking too much!" He Feng reminded.

"Bah, bah, bah, we are positive characters, not villains!" misty son hurried to say, but he Feng shook his head and said, "we'd better make a quick decision and solve the goods first. With him here, I'm always worried that he suddenly jumped up and gave us a fatal blow!"

After that, he cut down with a sword.

Suddenly, a blood light suddenly appeared on the Xuanyuan sword, and then poor Qi's huge head rolled to the ground like a huge snowball. Thick white bones were exposed at the fracture, and blood gushed out. Most of poor Qi's body fell to the ground, and the body was still twitching. The head next to him rolled into the bones and didn't know where it fell.

He Feng shook off the blood with a strong swing of Xuanyuan sword, and then strode to the poor Qi in front of him. He took the sword to pick the thick hair on it, and found that under the cover of the hair was a thin body like a bone shelf.

"Nice figure!" He Feng said with a smile.

Then he patted the unnecessary dust on his hands, prepared to jump from the poor and strange body, directly received its body into space, and when he was free in the future, he handled it well and took down all the useful things on it. Anyway, these were also the four fierce beasts in ancient times.

It's generally strong. You might just take out some of your things. If you leave it here, it's a waste. You'd better make use of it.

Reach out and cover the huge body like a truck with real Qi. He Feng plans to receive it into the space, but at this time, he suddenly finds that his space seems to be resisting the body of the poor strange, and he can't take it in, as if there are formless obstacles blocking him.

At first, He Feng as like as two peas did not respond, but then he saw a terrified scene, but saw his broken bones, where the flesh and blood were rapidly moving, and a new head came out in the blink of an eye, almost the same as before. At the moment, poor Qi's body began to shake violently.

In a hurry, he Feng was shaken by him and fell to the ground.

At this time, poor Qi's head also leaned towards him to bite him to death.

"I'll go!" He Feng scolded.

I only saw poor Qi's head at his feet. As long as he lowered a little lower, he could swallow his legs. At the moment, he had no way to escape, because he couldn't react, but what surprised he Feng happened next.

Poor Qi gave up He Feng's leg and moved his head up by dozens of centimeters, intending to bite him on his head, which made him wonder, what's this guy doing?

Is thigh meat better than head meat?

But at the moment, without thinking about these, he quickly took this opportunity to throw Xuanyuan sword.

The Xuanyuan sword in his hand fell off and stabbed the poor Qi. He hit one of his eyes impartially. Under the pain, the poor Qi screamed. At this time, he Feng also quickly took back the Xuanyuan sword inserted in the poor Qi's eyes and stepped back a few steps, which was out of danger!

"Take it lightly!" He Feng said.

He never thought that the poor man could be reborn with his head cut off. It's really powerful. If he was so slow just now, he might be really cool. This made him afraid and happy. Fortunately, the poor man was a fool. He didn't bite his thigh and had to bite his head farther away, Isn't this an obvious act of sand carving?

"You're lucky. You stepped on dog shit today?" misty son suddenly turned to He Feng and asked, "roll the calf, what's this called?" He Feng scolded.

"Hey, say you're lucky, your boy doesn't like it!" misty son said silently. "Do you know why he doesn't bite your thigh? You just fell right. Your head is far away from him and your legs are close to him. If you change directions, you'll really die."

"What do you mean?" He Feng still doesn't know.

Seeing his ignorant face, misty son stroked his beard, and then explained to him: "you should know the four fierce beasts in ancient times, but you have some deficiencies in the next homework. Alas, the cultivation world is not as good as one generation, and you don't even understand this basic skill knowledge. If something happens, you won't be laughed off?"

"Although I don't understand this, my strength is stronger than you!" He Feng retorted.

Misty son ignored him and continued to explain: "poor Qi is really powerful, but he has a fatal defect, or he is a rigid obsessive-compulsive disorder patient. His condition has gone deep into the bone marrow and can't be cured!"

"Can't you see the obsessive-compulsive disorder?" He Feng was puzzled. He glanced at him and grinned at him, but he was helpless. He couldn't see the dirty and vicious guy. What obsessive-compulsive disorder is there?

"This guy only eats from the beginning. If he doesn't eat from the beginning, he can't eat. You just got close to his leg. Naturally, he won't eat. Instead, he conditionally bites your head. Unexpectedly, what he remembered in the legend is not all false. This is true. After thinking about this book, it's not a lie!" misty son said to He Feng with a beard.