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As soon as Xue Poye let go, the strong body of the Tibetan Mastiff fell straight down, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

He himself felt exhausted all over, and really wanted to let go and fall, but there were still two fierce Tibetan mastiffs underneath, and he could only hold the iron bars mechanically, panting heavily.

He only now knows the true meaning of "one mastiff is worth nine dogs". No matter how strong or even ferocious, Tibetan mastiffs are far stronger than hounds. Since the three brothers of the Zhao family have come to join Prince Yin's family, they naturally have a lot of kung fu. However, the three of them all became the delicacy of the Tibetan mastiff. With the strength of the three of them, they didn't even kill a single Tibetan mastiff.

The Zhao brothers had this fate, obviously they just wanted to fight hard at first, and they didn't retreat at all, but even if they wanted to retreat, they probably wouldn't think of using this iron gate that can be raised and lowered.

The two Tibetan mastiffs below watched their companion die in Xue Poye's hands, they seemed to be enraged, You You stared at Xue Poye with cold eyes, but they didn't roar, and slowly retreated to the west wall.

Xue Poye was shocked, knowing that they were going to repeat the old trick. If that was the case, they would definitely learn from the experience of a Tibetan Mastiff being killed, and they would not let themselves easily get stuck in their heads. After all, even if they really got stuck Their heads, however, no longer have the strength to crucify them. The strength of the Tibetan Mastiff is as strong as that of a bison. If it wasn't for his own ecstasy, he would never have been able to kill a Tibetan Mastiff.

After experiencing close combat again, Xue Poye thought that he no longer had that physical strength.

As expected, just like the previous trick, one mastiff ran forward, and when it jumped into the air, the other Tibetan mastiff had already jumped up, and with the help of its companion's back, the two forelimbs of the mastiff rubbed against the ground and buckled the bottom bar.

Xue Poye gritted his teeth, his clothes and face were covered with blood, some of his own, some of Tibetan mastiff, looked terrifying, Xue Poye didn't know if he would be alive after a minute when this Tibetan mastiff came.

The Tibetan mastiff tossed up, and did not rush to attack, but clasped its limbs tightly to the iron bars, and looked at Xue Poye viciously. This king of dogs has wisdom, and seeing Xue Poye kill one of his companions, he knew that this kid was not He is good at stubble, so he is cautious, only occasionally probing the claws of the iron hook, making a tentative gesture.

Xue Poye once read the story of "Three Wolves", although the Tibetan mastiff is not a bad wolf, but it is more vicious than the wolf, and it is obviously the same as the wolf in "Three Wolves", waiting for the right time, waiting for the last chance An excellent opportunity, if I relax a little, the Tibetan Mastiff will definitely attack at lightning speed, and then tear and bite my own neck.

Xue Poye's hands were not only bloody, but also sweaty, sticky and very uncomfortable.

"Damn!" Looking at the eyes of the Tibetan mastiff that he had already regarded as food in his mouth, Xue Poye was burning with anger: "I am a dignified helmsman, how can I be frightened by a beast like you?"

The Tibetan mastiff was two arms away from him, waiting quietly, the cold blade in Xue Poye's hand was too short, if he wanted to attack first, he would still be scratched by the sharp teeth and sharp claws of the Tibetan mastiff .

Xue Poye frowned, sweat dripped from his forehead, he really couldn't afford it, the iron bar he was holding in his left hand was cold, his heart suddenly moved, he cut the iron bar with a cold blade calmly, only heard " "Zla" sounded, and the cold blade cut off the lower end of the iron bar.

Xue Poye was overjoyed, put another iron bar on his left hand, raised his right hand, the cold blade slashed heavily on it, and the top was also cut off, an iron bar staggered through the iron gate like an iron bar, and was about to fall , Xue Poye had already reached out to catch it, and stuffed the cold blade into his waist, but his right hand was holding a long iron rod. In this way, the distance became Xue Poye's great advantage.

The Tibetan mastiff seemed to have discovered Xue Poye's intentions. At this moment, its vigorous and strong body buckled forward, and it was about to rush towards Xue Poye.

Xue Poye shouted coldly: "I have a stick, you dare to come!" The iron stick stuck out and stabbed the Tibetan Mastiff's forehead.

Seeing the iron rod being stabbed, the Tibetan Mastiff sprinted up to the ground, grabbed the top, roared, stepped on the iron rod with two hind legs, and made a "choking" impact sound, from which we can see the hardness of the Tibetan Mastiff's claws and tenacity.

Xue Poye felt the back of his hand numb slightly, sighed the powerful strength of the Tibetan mastiff, and at the same time swung the iron rod vigorously, trying to throw the Tibetan mastiff down. The body of the Tibetan mastiff was completely attached to the iron rod, but it stood firm as a rock during the swing. On the iron rod, it can't fall down at all.

Xue Poye roared and threw the iron rod with all his strength. What he meant was to throw the mastiff and the rod down together. From such a high distance, even if the Tibetan mastiff could not be killed, at least it would not be able to get up for a long time.

The iron rod flew out, but the reaction and speed of the Tibetan Mastiff was surprising. The moment the iron rod flew out, it stepped on the iron rod and rushed towards the iron gate again.

Xue Poye's reaction was also strange. With a loud shout, he grasped the iron bar with both hands, and kicked the Tibetan mastiff with his left leg in the air, hitting the forehead of the Tibetan mastiff. The forward momentum of the Tibetan mastiff was blocked by this kick. He stopped, fell straight down involuntarily, turned over twice, and with a "bang", fell to the ground extremely horribly. Amid howls, he struggled a few times. Obviously the fall was not light. can't get up.

"Your wisdom can't catch up with humans after all." Looking at the struggling Tibetan mastiff on the ground, Xue Poye panted and sighed: "Even if you are fierce, if I don't face you head-on, what can you do to me?"

God bestows the wisdom of all things on human beings. Of course, it has the meaning of favor. As long as human beings make full use of their wisdom and use all the tools provided by the surrounding environment, they can always gain the upper hand in some life-and-death battles.

If a person can't fight a beast, it can only be said that he didn't use his own wisdom, or that this kind of person doesn't have any wisdom at all, such as the three brothers of the Zhao family. If a person can resist with wisdom, I am afraid it will not be the result.

The three Tibetan Mastiffs are as strong as a bison, as fierce as a tiger, as vigorous as a leopard, and have even reached the highest intelligence among animals. They are also equipped with claws that are as sharp as knives. It is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the three-headed Tibetan Mastiff.

Now that there are three Tibetan mastiffs, one dead and one wounded, the powerful death breath seems to be much lower at first, but Xue Poye's heart has not let go at all. He knows that even if there is only one Tibetan mastiff left, he is not an opponent at all, unless All three Tibetan mastiffs are dead, so I can save my life today, otherwise, my life may end at any time.

The roar of the lion came from next door, Xue Poye shook his head, if the lunatic hadn't been buried in the lion's belly, then the situation he was facing now must not be much different from his own, they were all in danger.

People are not gods, and there is no immortality that exceeds the limits of human beings, so even if you have strong martial arts, even if you have great supernatural powers, in front of these ferocious and hungry beasts, you are still just a person, or in other words, a person with some threats.

That kind of kung fu of soaring energy and easily killing beasts still exists in this world, but that is the magical skill of the mythical Nine Dao warriors. Other than that, almost no one can do it, and Nine Dao There don't seem to be many warriors, so those who can really easily deal with these hungry beasts in this world can be described as "rare".

The Tibetan Mastiff on the ground struggled and writhed. It seemed that the fall was heavy, and even the muscles and bones were broken, but Xue Poye knew that this Tibetan Mastiff would never die. Dogs are inherently resilient and strong, which is tougher than the strongest human beings. , as long as it slows down for a while, this Tibetan mastiff will definitely be able to get up again, and even attack itself again.

Of course, Xue Poye would not sit still and wait for the Tibetan mastiff to recover.

He was the only one who was silent, took out the cold blade again, whittled down another iron rod, then leaned on the iron rod, and used the cold blade to cut a section of the iron rod into an iron tip, which was extremely sharp.

Xue Poye looked at the cold blade in his hand and sighed: "Brother Hanyan, if Xue Poye survived today, you saved this life. I will write down this kindness. In this life, Xue Poye will not let you Get out of my side."

Putting away the cold blade, his face immediately became serious again. Looking at the immobile Tibetan mastiff on the ground, the strength of his dantian gathered into his arms and shoulders again, he gritted his teeth, let out a low growl, and shot out the iron rod in his hand like lightning, with the tip Facing the Tibetan mastiff lying on the ground.

The Tibetan Mastiff was extremely alert, felt something was coming, struggled desperately, could not move, only heard a sound of "poof", the iron point was piercing the Tibetan Mastiff's back, the Tibetan Mastiff hissed sadly, and the whole body kept shaking.

"God bless!" Xue Poye couldn't help being overjoyed, and he used the cold blade to sharpen the iron rod without stopping, sharpened a section, and then threw it from the sky like a javelin. The blade made six or seven iron rods, and stabbed them one after another. Although two iron rods missed, the rest were all stabbed on the body of the Tibetan Mastiff. The Tibetan Mastiff obviously couldn't bear such pain, and it was so sad that it screamed like crying. The companion stood aside blankly, and the hissing sound became smaller and smaller. Blood sprayed from the Tibetan mastiff, and the ground was mixed with human blood and animal blood. Finally, there was no sound, and the body no longer twitched and moved, as if he had died.

Xue Poye looked at the Tibetan mastiff that was no longer moving, and felt his heart was beating fast all the time. After such an experience just now, his heart was obviously quite terrified, but he was in it, and he was afraid but didn't know it.

Slaughtering two Tibetan mastiffs in a row is undoubtedly a mythical miracle for Xue Poye, who can't even reach the level of a second-level warrior. Anyone who hears it will turn pale with shock, but he has done it now.

This is a collection of wisdom and strength. Xue Poye concentrated all the advantages of himself and the environment to achieve the current situation. The cold blade mastiff slashed the iron bar, using the internal strength he had just gathered in his dantian, including his reaction, speed, strength, and even the perseverance in his character, which created the current situation.

Xue Poye sat in the gap where the iron bars were cut off, and the bottom was just a square bottom bar. It was cold and hiccupping when he sat up, but Xue Poye seemed to be sitting on a beautiful soft couch, or even sitting in the sea of ​​clouds. Going up and down is indescribably easy, I have consumed too much physical strength, I must take a break, otherwise I will be exhausted, no matter who fights the two Tibetan mastiffs successively, their physical strength will be close to the verge of collapse.

He gritted his teeth and tore off the skirt of his upper body, and bandaged his bloody calf first, otherwise his own blood would really drain away slowly.

He tried his best to stretch and relax his body, and he knew very well that he had to recover as soon as possible, because there was still a Tibetan mastiff waiting for him below.

Literally, one Tibetan mastiff sounds much easier than three Tibetan mastiffs, but Xue Poye didn't feel any relief at all at this time. The reason why he killed two Tibetan mastiffs earlier was because the Tibetan mastiffs took the initiative to attack and came to the iron gate in midair. Using his own ability and the combination of external force and environment, he was lucky enough to kill two Tibetan mastiffs, and now there is only one Tibetan mastiff left, which will cause a lot of trouble.

Because the remaining Tibetan mastiff, of course, cannot jump up by itself. If it jumps up, Xue Poye is even confident to kill it now, but if he can't get up, he can only wait below. It will form a state of confrontation. Xue Poye himself knows that it is impossible to support the iron gate above for a long time. If you don't pay attention, you may fall down. And now there is a burst of tiredness, and the upper and lower eyelids are like magnets. , will be combined together.

Once it is closed, Xue Poye will definitely fall asleep in a daze. If he falls asleep on the iron gate in mid-air, as long as he loosens his hands or moves slightly, he may fall down and face the Tibetan mastiff directly.

Xue Poye is very sure that he is absolutely no match for the Tibetan mastiff. Even if there is only one Tibetan mastiff left, if he confronts him head-on, he will be swallowed by it.

The rest of the Tibetan mastiffs also seemed to understand the current situation, they just walked quietly to the sides of their companions, and licked their deep red tongues to show their grief for their companions, then walked to the side, squatted down, and even started to close their eyes. Eyes repose.

Xue Poye took a deep breath, this Tibetan Mastiff was obviously about to fight a protracted war with him.

The Tibetan mastiffs had just finished eating the Zhao brothers, so they must still be full, so they don’t have to worry about being hungry, and Xue Poye hadn’t eaten anything until now, but when he left the consort’s mansion in the morning, he drank a bowl of eight-treasure porridge brought by the servant. He killed two Tibetan mastiffs just now, and the calories and strength that the bowl of eight-treasure porridge replenished would have been squandered long ago. He felt his body was already a little soft, and he even trembled slightly.

He wanted to continue cutting iron rods, but unfortunately his physical strength did not allow it at all. Although the cold blade cuts iron like mud, it is not a kitchen knife for cutting tofu. His face was already quite ugly, under the bright red blood was a pale face.

"I can't hold on any longer!" Xue Poye held the iron bar weakly, his gaze was a little dull: "Could it be that I am really going to die here, become the food of the Tibetan mastiff, and become the victim of a bet between two beast princes?" He sat down. Looking around at the bottom bar of the iron gate, there are turpentine torches shining at both ends of the iron gate, which seem to be going out in a short time. Apart from these, there are thick and dark stone walls on all sides, nothing else.

"My day." Xue Poye thought about the whisper that Prince Yin said to himself before he came in: "Didn't Dog Yin say that everything is arranged? He fucks, did he arrange for me to die here?" Suddenly helpless Laughing: "I lost, so did he, but what I lost was my life, what he lost was just money. I wanted to live, but I helped him, what a fucking irony!"

Really at this time, when he heard a sudden click on the door, and a ray of light came in, Xue Poye sneered in his heart. He knew that there was no movement in the stone house, and the people outside must think that the battle inside was over, so The breeder leaned into the gap to inquire about the movement inside.

Naturally, the breeder couldn't see Xue Poye in mid-air, and even if he saw it, he couldn't have imagined that Xue Poye would rise to mid-air, so after seeing the scene inside, he quickly closed the gap and shouted to the other side: " To the prince, two of the three Tibetan mastiffs died, and there is no... body left!"

A cold smile appeared on Prince Fu's face, he glanced at Prince Yin, and said, "Second brother, your subordinates seem to be very disappointing!"

Prince Yin did not show disappointment and dejection of failure, but showed a trace of pity, shook his head and sighed: "Unexpectedly, he killed two Tibetan mastiffs. Anyway, he is still a useful talent. It is a pity to be eaten like this." Very." He seemed to be really sorry for Xue Poye's death, being able to kill two Tibetan mastiffs is not something ordinary people can do, and the lowest strength has reached the level of Wu Dao warriors. Losing such a talent, Yin The prince really regretted it in his heart.

He has three hundred followers, but there are only three people with such abilities.

"Second brother!" Prince Fu caressed Rou Yi, the beauty in his arms, looking a little proud: "It seems that I am already invincible."

Xue Poye is about to die, regardless of whether the madman lives or dies, Prince Fu will not be defeated. If the madman wins, the Ziyanfang and the shop under the name of Prince Yin will naturally be captured. Even if the madman dies, both sides will lose, nothing more than a peace. No one will lose their own interests.

"Then should I expect your subordinates to be honored to be swallowed by a lion?" Prince Yin sighed, looking helpless.

Prince Fu actually nodded, and said seriously: "Yes!" After saying this, he waved his hand to the breeder of the Tibetan mastiff stone house, the breeder saluted, ran to the wall quickly, and stretched out his hand to fiddle with it. Twice.

Seeing the gap closed, Xue Poye took a deep breath, and heard the call of the breeder outside, claiming that he had no bones left, and could not help but sneer.

Lord, he is still alive!

But soon he felt that something was wrong, because the iron gate he relied on began to make strange noises and began to sink.

day!

Xue Poye understood that the breeder outside must have thought he was dead, so he triggered the mechanism and lowered the iron gate.

Xue Poye's shock was no small matter, there was still a Tibetan mastiff waiting below, and when the iron gate was lowered, he would face this ferocious Tibetan mastiff head-on.

The Tibetan mastiff raised its head and looked at Xue Poye, while Han Xing's shining eyes were fixed on Xue Poye.

Xue Poye even felt that the Tibetan Mastiff's expression was full of ridicule, which meant to say: "You are the delicacy in my mouth after all, and I cannot avoid it!"

The bloody smell became stronger, Xue Poye's pupils shrank, and he felt that his body was going to soften.

"I curse you all!" Xue Poye looked at the closed stone door and said bitterly.