Huang Shanjun is two feet tall, ribs are brittle, and the yellow hairs are covered with a leather skirt under his crotch.There is a big king on the head.

When he ran, he was lying on his waist on all his arms, and although he looked ugly, he was very fast.One leap is six or seven feet away.

When the Lord’s voice cried out, the man had reached the top of the mountain.He looked at the cage with his eyes and did not dare to approach.

Black skin also soon followed, he grew a dog's head of the human body, a large tongue outside the mouth, croaking long canine teeth.The black skin is full of stains, and there are many places to lose hair, bald pieces, look unusually ugly.

"Boss, let's leave, ladies, let's catch them first, those little foxes..."

Black skin spoke the big tongue, ran too fast, has been gasping for breath, a word separated several times.

Huang Shanjun looked at the dark hole, yellowed eyes with a little doubt, foxes exquisite cunning, these years he did not lose a lot, never took advantage.

This time, while the white coyards were robbed, they just came to take advantage of the fire.However, the cave in front of the fox is the old nest of the fox, and it rushes in, only to be unlucky.

Although Huang Shanjun is brave, he does not really have a brain.He said to Black Piss, "Go ahead of you."

Black-skinned dog's face showed a color of shame, he thought to himself was a dog head army division, and it was not what he did.

"Go away, and break your dog's head."

The king of Huangshan was not polite to the black skin, and cried and drank.These mountain lepresids are not so much.

Whoever is strong is the boss.Black skin volunteered to drink soup behind his ass, and stood out at the critical moment.

There is a good saying in the human race: keep a dog for a thousand days and use it for a while.

Black skin helpless, can only strengthen the dog's courage, grinding the previous careful test.He only took two steps into the cave, listened to a loud noise, trembling all over his body, and almost pissed out.

The man behind the black skin was also trembling.But he quickly reacted, and it was the white jie outside who was in the robbery.

Huang Shanjun kicked him on the black skin ass, kicked him out of five or six feet away, and cursed in his mouth: "Try and don't split you, afraid of a fart."

Black skin was kicked out and hit directly on the mountain wall, the dog almost hit the head.There is no pain in the body.

But the king of Huangshan was very angry, and he did not dare to resist.I can only get up and down and walk inside the cave.

The cave is not only dark, but also thick.Guys like black dogs, who are soaked by the pussy, they just feel that the bones are frozen.

Black skin vision is not good, but as a dog demon, but he has a talent, nose is particularly good.

He sniffed in the air, and had already distinguished dozens of flavors.For the taste of talent, let him from the complex smell to accurately distinguish.

“A few foxes have gone there... another boy, hiding in front...”

Through the taste, the black skin completely distinguishes the fox essence and the high Zhengyang and purple songs.

The fox spirit has the taste of fox essence, and that kind of light and clear fragrance is unique to the fox family.Among them, the whiteness of the adult is more intense, and the taste of the little fox is lighter.

The smell of human women is not very good to say.After all, it is ordinary people, and eat a variety of foods, the sweat on the body and other flavors are mixed together, for the nose is particularly sensitive black skin, the taste is extremely sour.

The most surprising thing about the black skin is that the man tastes the most light.There is no smell of sweat, no smell.Only the clothes were stained with a little grassy smell, and a little bit of food residual aroma.

As for Gao Zhengyang himself, it seems to be like a jade, clean without any taste.

To be honest, Black has never met anyone like this.The fox is so clean, it has to smell.

But Black doesn’t care too much.He doesn’t feel much of a problem either.

Although the distance was just far, the black skin saw very clearly, and the man on the opposite side was absolutely not high.Certainly not like him.

The roads in the cave are complex, and there are many fork in the road.Change to someone else and get bored around twice.Black skin has a sense of smell guidance, but it is not to take the wrong path.

Gao Zhengyang hid in a gap in the front of the mountain wall, heard the big tongue of the black dog always said there, and felt a little meaning in his heart.

This demon is really a dog, and the nose is good.However, this thing is also easy to deal with.

Gao Zhengyang was far away, and found Bai Yue to take a little seasoning.Mainly chili powder and pepper.

This time, Gao Zhengyang was hiding next to a dark river in the mountains.In fact, it can not be called a dark river, only three feet wide of underground spring water, was led to the cave for daily use.

The water vapor will dilute the taste, and the black skin will make this nose bigger and smell crazy.

Gao Zhengyang saw the opportunity next to him, and when he raised his hand, the medical-healthy pepper powder was sprinkled.

Black skin is full of talent, the nostrils dilated larger than the adult fist, a bag of flavored powder is sucked into his nose.

Black skin jumped up with a snot, tears and snots together, two dog claws holding their noses on the ground.

Huang Shanjun followed up, angry, and felt black skin incompetent, went up and kicked a few feet.The black skin pain is not aware, let Huang Shanjun how to scold, is to look at it there to vent.

“Stupid dog!”

Huang Shanjun was helpless, he could not find a place himself, and he could only wait for the black skin to recover.

The white shadow was dangling, and a white-clad little girl came out of the shadow and jumped straight into the yellow mountain.

The little girl had no eyes, her tongue was still dragging a foot long, her face was as white as paper, and she looked rather frightening.

Huang Shanjun did not care, a fist hit the past, the little girl became a white air scattered.

"Fucking, you're not qualified enough, tell your mother to come and play..."

Huang Shanjun sneered, very disdainful of the white spirit trick.

The white spirit who hid on the side was very unconvinced, and the choking became a few ghosts, constantly harassing Huangshan Jun.

Gao Zhengyang stood and looked at it, and saw a few magic tricks.

In this thick cave, it is the low and weak cultivation of the white spirit, which can be arbitrarily stimulated by the illusion.In fact, it is mainly the land.

However, such an illusion is of no use to the Yellow Mountain.His blood is strong, and the fire of the spirit is like a flame, which cannot be shaken by the little illusion of the white spirit.

Magic, said to be just confused people's eyes and ears.Only the fear of life can further penetrate the mind through the senses.Only by confusing each other's hearts, illusions have substance.

The illusion of the white spirit is like this, and it has no effect when you meet ordinary people who are not afraid of doubt.Not to mention the tiger demon who is like the Yellow Mountain King.

Huang Shanjun should be the sixth order, the first step is the same as the white edict, but he is a tiger demon, talent is fighting.

Frontal combat, Huangshan Jun can play white ten without pressure.

Gao Zhengyang observed next to him for half a day, the black skin was nothing, and the weakness was obvious.The mountain is not good to deal with.Compared with the five poison swordsman Moyuan, Huangshan Jun should also be significantly stronger, and not stronger.

At this point, in fact, the stronger is already a small gap.

Gao Zhengyang estimated that if he faced the battle, he could not hold up three tricks.Even if there is a sword, this situation will not change.

Huang Shanjun is too strong, although almost naked, but the rib muscles are stronger than iron armor.Such a master, unless he stands still to let him come to a sword, can solve a sword.

In the battle, the two sides are constantly changing.A sword cannot penetrate the other's body, and the blade will be caught by his muscles.

Gao Zhengyang studied it and did not find a good way.Of course, hard work is not without opportunity.

But there is no need to fight that.As long as you drag Huangshan Jun first, and wait for Bai Jie to cross the mine, there is a way to clean him up.

Bai Ling was still harassing there, but Huang Shanjun was a little impatient, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Go away!"

Seeing Huang Shanjun open his mouth, Gao Zhengyang knew that it was not good, and his palm was pressed on the white spirit cerebral door.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The roar of the Huangshan Jun, the domineering is abnormal, and the sound is plugged in eight sides.

The kind of powerful impact from the spirit of the tiger demon, the shocked white spirit fainted as soon as it rolled its eyes.She could no longer hold the human form and regained her original state of fox.

Thanks to Gao Zhengyang's energy to protect the white spirit, this has not been hit hard by Huangshan Jun.

The white man was also pale, and he said, “This guy is still great!”

"The yang of the tiger is very strong, and it will restrain you."

Although Gao Zhengyang's face is a little bad, the reaction is far from white.

The most important reason is that the spirit of Gao Zhengyang is tenacious, and it is not that Huangshan Jun can shake.His face was not good, but his body could not withstand the impact of the tiger, and the fluctuation of the Yuan Force was not controlled.

Fortunately, it is not face to face, if this is a voice shouted during a fight, it is really dead.

Gao Zhengyang pulled Bai Yue, holding Bai Ling in one hand and retreating, "Back away, this guy is too difficult to fight."

Bai Yue's face was also embarrassed: "His heart is firm, and the illusion of the sword cannot completely suppress him."

After half a day of blackness, I finally recovered some.However, his nose was swollen, but he could not smell anything.

Huang Shanjun looked at the black skin that was lying on the ground, and his heart was unable to suppress his anger, and he kicked both feet hard.

“I should have used you for a dog broth!”

After Huang Shanjun scolded, he also calmed down a few points: “What do you say now?”

Black skin covered his head and said, “Let’s go out first and kill the white man.”They're going to follow."

The mountain has a bright eye, and the idea is good.The little fox could run, but the big fox could not run away.

He felt that Bai Jie was dead, too lazy to waste her strength.Black skin reminded him that this white euphemism was still useful.

Black skin and Huangshan Jun spoke loudly, and the whiteness heard clearly.Her face changed, and she couldn’t help but want to go out and stop.

Gao Zhengyang grabbed Bai Yue: “Are you going to send him to death?”

Bai said with a cold face, "I can't let them disturb my mother's robbery."

“Aren’t there a lot of people who call out for help?”

Gao Zhengyang said.

"No, either too old to move, or too small, the wisdom has not opened yet..."

At this critical moment, Bai Yue did not dare to hide it again, and told the situation in the family.

Gao Zhengyang was speechless, and after half a day, White Fox Bay was able to fight two and a half times.

Purple Thousand Songs was very enthusiastic, she put her sleeves and said, "Fear of what, go up together to kill him!"

After the purple song, we will live in the White Fox Bay, and I have a great awareness of becoming a member of the White Fox Bay.When things happen, there is no withdrawal.

“You have to rest quickly.”

Gao Zhengyang gave the purple thousand song brain hard, this goods are not yet delivered.

Gao Zhengyang thought and said, “Now I can only go up and hug them.”You cover up next to it.What an illusion, hurry up."

The more Bai hesitated and said, "My sword is also very good, and I will do magic."

“You should rest too.”

Gao Zhengyang shook his head, these two women also bullied the weak, met can really fight, two punches on the throbbing.

Huang Shanjun and the black dog strode out, and the two monsters kept shouting in their mouths.

"Grab the white lady, first of all, and then pinch the soup, the tail can be a leather collar..."

Black skin carefully reminded: "The fox's tail is called a collar..."

“What’s the difference between him!”

Huang Shanjun scolded and scolded, but the yellow eyes kept turning around, and looked around the situation.

The two monsters came in smoothly, but it was not so easy to get out.Because the black-skinned nose can't be used, looking at the same road, the two monsters are a little embarrassed.

Two rounds around, Huangshan Jun's tempesty broke out, he grabbed the black skin and hammered two punches, "no way to break your legs!"

How dare the black skin scream, can only endure the pain to open the nostrils again.Just a severely swollen nose and can't smell.

Black skin said helplessly: "I once heard a way in an old man, encountered a maze, the left hand holding the wall and moving forward, will be able to go out."

“Then he’s going to hurry...”

Huang Shanjun will not think that this method is useful and useless, he only looks at the results.

Black has not actually tried it, but he thinks it should be useful.Moreover, this cave is obviously not large.How to turn around, you can eventually turn around.

Walking along the wall seemed slow, but at the speed of Black skin and Huangshan Jun, it quickly circled.

At a fork in the road, the black skin also recognized that this was where they came in.Black skin rejoiced, just as he was about to speak, the white shadow flashed in the air and straight into the black skin.

Black skin scared rushed back, hiding in the gap in the mountain wall high Zhengyang, silent and endlessly stabbed a sword.Tiange sword sharp blade, so through the black skin of the back of the head, put his head through all.

This class monster, do not see can be deformed, in fact, there is not much difference from people.A sword hit the key, the breath was cut off on the spot, and death could not die again.

Huang Shanjun saw that the black skin was killed, and the anger roared and jumped straight into the sky.

Gao Zhengyang did not hide, standing there and Huangshan Jun fought a trick.

The glare is like a straight song, exquisitely bypassing the double claws of the Huangshan Jun, and the mouth of the Huangshan Jun.

Huang Shanjun did not hide, but suddenly closed his chest before the sword stabbed, and the whole person was flat as paper.The collapsed chest, just to avoid the sword blade of Gao Zhengyang.

This change is pure and natural, Huang Shanjun did not think at all, just by instinct.He stretched two feet in his paws.

The eight claws of black as hooks almost fell on the high sun.It’s just that he reacts faster and is very knowledgeable about the changes in the shape of the tiger.

I think when he first realized the meaning of boxing was an inspiration from a white tiger when he first realized the meaning of boxing.Since then, he has been riding a white tiger for a long time.

The world is different, the change of the elemental force is different, but the change of the tiger shape will not change.With the ability of the Yellow Mountain King, there are not many tricks to play.

As soon as Gao Zhengyang retreated, Huangshan Jun's double claws fell on the stone wall and caught eight electric sparks.There are also more than eight more than two inches of scratches on the hard stone wall.

Hiding on the side of the white more and more hastened to arouse the illusion of the sword, Gao Zhengyang's figure suddenly divided into four ways, each running in one direction.

Although Huang Shanjun is not afraid of magic, he can't see the change of illusion.He hesitated, and the high sun was gone.

Gao Zhengyang adjusted his breath and once again came up to challenge Huangshan Jun.This time, it didn’t hurt the mountain.

With Gao Zhengyang's sword method, it is impossible to do Huangshanjun, because the power gap between the two sides is a little big.As a tiger demon, Huang Shanjun's reaction and speed and strength are much stronger than Gao Zhengyang.

No matter how exquisite the sword method, encountering this all-round powerful opponent, there is nothing to do.

Fortunately, there is an illusion of the sword interference, although Gao Zhengyang can not hurt Huangshanjun, but also can easily get out.

Without the black belt road, Huangshan Jun can not find the road.He ran back and forth without a head fly, and went back and forth within this small range.

The terrible thing is that Huangshan Jun is full of energy and tossed for so long and not tired.

Gao Zhengyang and Huangshan Jun played more than a dozen times, and gradually got used to the power and speed of Huangshan Jun.He also learned about his many tiger changes.

It is said that the king of Huangshan is just a tiger demon, there is no master, and there is no secret.It’s all about fighting instincts.It’s so strong because he’s strong.

Gao Zhengyang tried several times and knew where the upper limit of the tiger demon was.

Do it again, and Gao Zhengyang will use all his strength.

Huangshan Jun a tiger fell, Gao Zhengyang out of the sword light thorn, Huangshan Jun tiger claws out, a catch Tiange sword.

To be honest, the mountain has been an accident.But he thought simple, do not want to instinct to pull back, want to take the sword.

Gao Zhengyang sword turned, and the sky song sword flowed out like flashing light, flowing out of the tiger's claws.But it was this subtle turn, and the sword of heaven drew a very shallow wound on the palm of the tiger.

Huang Shanjun did not even realize that he was only surprised that he did not take the sword.He did not hesitate to continue to pounce on Gao Zhengyang, Gao Zhengyang to determine the change of Huangshan Jun, to avoid a pounce, gently a sword, and left a shallow sword mark on Huangshan Jun.

The sword marks were weak hair, and there was no bleeding.Because it is too shallow and too thin.

Huang Shanjun also felt a little strange, so close to the distance, he actually rushed to empty.He did not think much, only thought that it was the influence of illusion, and continued to pounce.

Gao Zhengyang is next to Huangshan Jun, one step on the left and right, and each time it is so little bit caught, Huang Shanjun just can't touch it.

Bai Yue and purple song on the side of the worry of fear, breath can not breathe.

The so-called inadmissible, that is all.

The Lord does not believe in evil, so he constantly fights.But he didn’t realize that he was moving more slowly.

So pounced more than a hundred times, Huang Shanjun suddenly soft under his feet, almost fell to the ground.

Huangshan Jun was shocked, how he was soft and unable to use his strength at all.The five organs also revealed a gloomy coldness, but the brain was drowsy, and the eyes could not be opened.

Huang Shanjun's own can not see, he has been full of green, layer by layer of five poisons continues to add up, eroded his flesh and blood and internal organs.

Although the tiger demon is strong in his body, he can't help so much virulence.

Lying on the ground, Huangshan Jun, can only vaguely see Gao Zhengyang approaching, listening to each other in his ear: "Unfortunately, there is no monkey as a apprentice, otherwise a tiger skin skirt is also full..."