Cultivation from the top

Chapter 47 Spiked wild boar
The next second, the murderous spirit hiding behind the marshmallow rushed towards Cheng Tianye.

Stepping forward with his left foot, he exerted strength with his right hand and swung down the short stick in his hand.

He dropped a heavy blow towards the murderous spirit rushing towards him.

However, the power was not as great as imagined, and it didn't even cause actual damage to the murderous maker.On the contrary, Cheng Tianye's hand was slightly numb because the short stick he was holding hit a hard object, causing Cheng Tianye to stagger back two steps.

That thing didn't continue to rush up, but quickly hid in the cotton candy beside it, waiting for the next opportunity to come.

Cheng Tianye quickly stabilized his figure, re-posed the posture of "War Jue Wanghou", and looked at the murderous aura that could not be hidden.

The time he had been in contact with that thing just now was too short, so that he didn't see what it was at all, but he knew that part of his body was more hardened than the short stick in Cheng Tianye's hand, because his fingers had already touched the crack of the short stick.Just touching it once caused irreparable damage to the hard Mithril short stick. After two or three more touches, it is uncertain whether the short stick will be two inches long.Although this mithril short staff was not considered a very expensive weapon, it was only made easy by Cheng Tianye, but in the current situation, he could only rely on the two short staffs in his hand.If all of them are unusable, I really don't know if I can escape from here.

Cheng Tianye turned the Mithril short stick in his right hand around, and turned the cracked end to the other end. The two ends of the short stick were the same thickness, so there was no need to consider whether it would cause discomfort due to the ground being held by the hand. It was a huge help.If the next blow or the next blow, the short stick is really broken, and the broken part is also facing outward, it will not cause non-damage to Cheng Tianye's palm.

One person and one thing are confronting each other among these slowly floating cotton candy, waiting for the opponent's mistake.

One is in the light and the other is in the dark. Both sides have their own ideas and have not acted rashly.

In the Ming Dynasty, Cheng Tianye didn't need to look for the thing hiding in the dark, because the murderous aura was too strong, even if he closed his eyes, he could clearly feel that the thing was less than two meters in front of him .

Things in the dark did not have the patience of Cheng Tianye, and their murderous aura became more and more intense, which seemed to be mixed with the anger that they did not have a one-hit kill just now.

Cheng Tianye could hear the roaring back and forth from the thing's throat and mouth.

Then, Cheng Tianye swung the short stick in his right hand again. At the same time, he dodged to the left and swung down the short stick in his left hand.

After a crisp sound, Cheng Tianye saw half of the short stick flying into the air, but he also saw the specific shape of that thing.

It was a wild boar with thick tusks, about one and a half meters tall, and the skin of its whole body was as hard as obsidian, and it was reasonable for the short mithril stick to be broken.But, why does this wild boar have something like a spear from its back to its hips, and even that thick tail?

Soon, the wild boar quickly disappeared from Cheng Tianye's eyes, but the murderous look reappeared on the right hand side.

Half of the Mithril short stick fell to the ground, as if announcing Cheng Tianye's failure.

Cheng Tianye looked at his right hand. Although the cut end of the short stick could be used like an ordinary knife, it was too childish to deal with such a huge wild boar whose exact species was not even known.This feeling is like holding a small knife and trying to cut through tens of centimeters of marble.

Even so, Cheng Tianye did not drop the short stick in his hand.Because he no longer has any other weapons, he can only choose to fight.

Even Cheng Tianye himself knew that the possibility of success was pitifully low.

The wild boar attacked again. Like the previous two times, Cheng Tianye's murderous aura was thrown at Cheng Tianye's face first, and Cheng Tianye responded at the same time, and then the wild boar rushed out from behind the marshmallow.

However, this time, Cheng Tianye threw the short stick in his left hand towards the sky.

The wild boar's attention was briefly attracted, and then returned to its original charging posture.

The whole process took less than [-] seconds.

However, it is enough.

Because of the size of the wild boar and its unstoppable speed when charging, the distance between the wild boar and Cheng Tianye is less than [-] centimeters in this short period of time, no matter how strong the wild boar's reflexes are. , and there was no way to stop what happened to him next, so he could only watch Cheng Tianye's superb performance.

After Cheng Tianye threw the mithril short stick in his left hand to the sky, when the wild boar's eyeballs turned slightly towards the sky, his body flashed to the right side of the wild boar. At the same time, he held the half-broken mithril short stick tightly with both hands, Pierce the broken part toward the wild boar's eyeball.However, the cut of the short stick, which was as sharp as a knife, did not directly pierce the boar's eyeball, but a little before the eyeball.Realizing this mistake, Cheng Tianye didn't have time to adjust, so he could only use his legs hard, leaning his body backwards, and using the speed of the wild boar, he stabbed the broken end of the short stick into the wild boar's skin.

Cheng Tianye watched the wild boar rush past him, and also saw the short stick in his hand slide like chalk on the blackboard and quickly shortened and disappeared. Then there was the heart-piercing howl of the wild boar, and Cheng Tianye Tian Ye fell to the ground, and there was the clanging sound of the Mithril short stick in mid-air.

Although the slit of the Mithril short stick did not directly hit the wild boar's eyeball, but with the help of the wild boar's own speed, the short stick was rubbed against a blackboard like chalk, using the metal skin comparable to the metal of the wild boar and its super high speed, The mithril short stick was heated to the melting point, thus leaving a super-long injury on the wild boar from the nose to the waist of the body.The traces of the mithril melting did not cut the wild boar's skin as Cheng Tianye imagined, but to Cheng Tianye, it was just an insignificant matter, and he had no intention of cutting the hard skin of the wild boar from the beginning , but another matter.The molten mithril slipped over the wild boar's right eyeball, and the molten metal quickly entered the wild boar's soft eyeball, burning the wild boar's right eyeball. In addition, when the mithril was not solidified, it suddenly entered a low temperature state, which would release a lot of heat energy to the surrounding environment With this feature, the wild boar's right eyeball turned into a lump of unusable rotten meat in less than two seconds.

Cheng Tianye's real goal was to take away part of the wild boar's vision.

Cheng Tianye smiled and stood up, then squatted down again.

Only at this time did he realize that while he was causing damage to the wild boar, he forgot to guard against the spear-like spikes on the wild boar.At this time, Cheng Tianye's thigh was hooked by three half-meter-long barb-like spikes, and a large area of ​​skin had been cut, and even the shredded meat of his thigh could be seen hanging from the wild boar's back.

Cheng Tianye tore off a piece of cloth from the torn trousers, carefully avoiding the spiked barbs, and pulled out the three spikes from the thigh muscles, and then, Cheng Tianye flung them off and melted them to less than five centimeters He tied the spikes tightly together with the cloth strips in his hand, stood up again, stretched out his left hand towards the wild boar who was almost insane due to the permanent loss of his right eye, and then bent his four fingers slightly.

Provoked this wild boar that was gradually losing its mind due to anger.

(End of this chapter)