Lord Roar

Chapter 116 Violent bears are really violent

The barren bear, who had been away for so many days, seemed to have gained another three points, with a round head swaying from side to side, and each of them was licking their big belly with a fierce look on their faces.

After noticing a large group of wasteland violent bears approaching, the gathered accomplices were obviously a little flustered, looking at the gangsters with complicated eyes like full of violent bears, and seemed to recall some unbearable scenes.

"Wildland Bear, Chief, look, it's Wasteland Bear." Big Babylon exclaimed in a low voice like a fan of the Korean men's group.

Allen gave a wry smile, not only did he see it, he also knew this group of wild bears, especially the leader one, whose heroic appearance that was beaten by the saber tiger not long ago left him with a deep memory. It's not just a tough mess, it's even more frightening to eat.

These guys are violent bears. They are all the masters of the beast forest walking sideways. Not to mention the large number, the individual combat power is also terrifyingly strong. Their brute strength is comparable to that of a large beast. Not only that, they also have a The vice-fighter has a good physique, looks at the chubby humans and animals harmless, and goes crazy, that is really K whoever is caught, and the opponent who doesn't K will be bruised and bruised all over the place.

The scene in front of him made Allen really moved. If the background and actors were changed, it would be a fight between two gangs.

I really didn't expect this to happen in the beast forest. It seems that this group of pandas usually bully other beasts, otherwise it would be impossible for this group of ordinary and scattered beasts to unite to deal with the pandas.

Really, where there is oppression, there is resistance!
It is conceivable how badly these violent bears have been bullied by them. This resistance force basically includes all classes and types in the forest.

Regardless of their size, size, or class, they all unite, whether they swim in the water, walk on the ground, or fly in the sky, trying to resist the ruthless oppression of the cruel and inhuman pandas.

The violent bears came within ten meters of the group of beasts, squinting their eyes at the beasts on the opposite side, and each of them had murderous, chubby faces that seemed to be full of disdain.

Allen suddenly remembered that the strong boys from the demolition office in their hometown seemed to have the same expression when facing the old and unarmed nail households.

A few ridged saber tigers roared twice at the violent bears, perhaps because of the leader's example, a large accomplice behind them also yelled in disorder.

Seeing the younger brothers shouting and cheering, the leader of the Ridge Sword Tiger, that is, the strongest one, shouted even more vigorously.

But maybe it was too loud, a stone the size of a millstone hit its face head-on, and it lay down on the ground with its whole body tilted, such a big stone was smashed into pieces.

As if the horn of battle had been sounded, the wildland bears descended like tigers and took the lead in attacking, holding up the thick and scary log piles, and plunged into the pile of fierce beasts, regardless of their breed or size. , as long as they are not of the same kind, it will be a slap in the face.

This gang of ferocious beasts was also full of blood. After being caught off guard by the violent bears, they quickly started to fight back.

For a while, in front of Alan and his party, it was flying sand and walking stones, howling all over the place, and this group of huge tonnage beasts fighting each other was too shocking.

The battle situation soon became clear, and it was no longer like the messy fight just now.

If it weren't for the fact that the wild bear has dominated the fierce beast forest for many years and has not met an opponent, it is true that gods block and kill gods and Buddhas to block and destroy Buddhas.

Violent bears don't work hard, don't play lazy, and only play those who don't have good eyesight.

Those giant dark wolves, earth-eating ants, etc., the violent bears didn't even look at them directly, and kicked them away or slapped them to death with their paws when they blocked the way. Several pandas stayed together and fought side by side. Grab the big one and beat it to death.

The horn-winged python, which is almost extinct in the forest, spit out a scarlet snake letter, flew halfway into the air, and bit the big belly of the leading violent bear with its big mouth. The violent bear was caught off guard and was really bitten. a mouthful.

I don't know if it's because the fat on the wasteland bear's stomach is too thick, or if it's anti-drug ability is really so strong.

The leading violent bear has nothing to do with it, it may be worrying about the guy who can't catch it, so it slapped the horned python off its belly, lowered its head and grabbed the horn on the python's head, and danced , used it as a whip, and lashed the spine of the sword tiger that was still lying on the ground, making a crackling sound.

The majestic spine-sword tiger that had been whipped just now couldn't stop howling, lying on the ground like a dead dog struggling back and forth, finally got up by force, the leading bear went up and kicked it to the ground, and went up and continued a violent meal. smoke.

The horn-winged python who was being whipped and danced in mid-air was probably dizzy, and he couldn't even struggle to resist. It was probably useless even if he resisted. , While hurting others, the horned python felt that it was hurting too.

The horned-winged python, already considered an intelligent creature, felt that he had suffered eight lifetimes of bloody bad luck, and it was so cool to fly if he had nothing to do, and it was hard not to fly.

The other violent bears were not easy to mess with. When the big wooden stake was broken, they stretched out their sharp claws that were shining with cold light, like a vixen chasing a mistress, and scratched when they caught one.

This group of violent bears obviously has many years of experience in teamwork, and those small and medium-sized beasts that can't cause too much harm to them simply don't bother to deal with them.

Those few ridged saber tigers and giant sharp-clawed tree critters are their main focus. They beat up three or four of them, and after surrounding them, they even pounced and grabbed them. When they saw the opportunity, they went up and bit them twice. It's called Lianlian.

That giant claw tree is in better condition. Relying on its huge advantage in size and its ten-inch long claws, it scratches blindly, not seeking to hurt the enemy, but to protect itself from being attacked by these brutal gangsters. The pandas pounced on them, and the ridged sword tiger lying on the ground and rolling its eyes next to it was a lesson from the past.

Needless to say, in the face of the giant tree that was scratching around, a few wildland bears couldn't get close for a while.

Allen couldn't help admiring these violent bears, how could they be fierce beasts, they were more treacherous than humans.

Seeing that they couldn't get close, the violent bears lowered their heads and stretched out their claws to pick up things, whatever they took advantage of, and whatever was close to them, no matter if it was a big rock or a small beast next to them, they lifted them up and ran towards the giant tree. His head was smashed.

The giant tree was in a hurry when it was smashed, and it didn't take a while for it to have a bruised nose, a swollen face, and a big bag all over its head.

After howling a few times, the giant tree also went berserk, waving its sharp claws and rushing towards the bear, probably thinking of dying together.

When the violent bears saw the opponent's death, they stopped fighting and hid wherever the beasts gathered.

The giant tree that had already gone mad began to attack indiscriminately with its ten-inch-long claws, but the violent bears failed to hit them, and the group of small and medium-sized beasts that gathered together suffered disaster, and there were unlucky ghosts who were repeatedly beaten by ten inches. The sharp claws ripped open the belly, even if it was scratched, it would still bleed and break arms and legs.

The wildland bear in the lead, seeing the horned wing python in its hand beat the spine sword tiger to half its life, heard the screams behind it, turned around and noticed the crazy giant clawed tree lynx attacking him The companion sneaked up behind the tree, saw the right moment, and jumped onto the back of the giant tree. Holding the horned python in its claws, it strangled its neck. With all his strength, he began to lean back. Le's giant tree rolled his eyes and had difficulty breathing, and even the roar began to break the sound.

The poor horned winged python was used as a murder weapon again. First, it was used as a whip to stun a lot of its own people, and then it was used by a violent bear as a rope to strangle the neck of a giant tree.

Just this one horned python caused almost as much damage as a group of pandas combined.

Like a knight taming a fierce horse, the wasteland bear stepped on the back of the giant tree beast, exerting force on its claws, and the giant tree beast stretched out its sharp claws and kept grabbing at the back, knocking the other ferocious orcs off their feet.

What Allen watched from the side was that he could no longer be convinced. He felt that the combat IQ of this group of wildland bears was at least three levels higher than that of Babylon the Great, and they were almost mature.

Regardless of the large number of these beasts, the only ones who can really compete with the wildland bears are the few large beasts in the lead. Unfortunately, they were all defeated by the bears one by one after the battle started.

First, the leading ridge sword tiger howled twice, before he could say anything, he was stunned by a stone the size of a millstone. The other ridge sword tigers did not end well, surrounded by wild bears After staying there, the big wooden stakes were smashed to the ground.

Then there were those few dark giant wolves, who rushed over without thinking and tried to throw down the violent bear. Who knew that what came oncoming was a paw, who was called lightly to the ground and died half of their lives, and the heavier head was directly crushed. Fanned it to pieces.

There are also dozens of soil-eating ants. I don't know how they got on this thief boat. They were fooled by other fierce beasts and basically did nothing to help them. They just gave away their heads.

The big feet of the wasteland bear basically killed everyone with one step on it.

Not only the earth-eating ants were fooled into boarding this wrecked ship, but also the sad blue fire monitor lizard. As a beast, a reptilian beast that can breathe blue poisonous flames can be counted as the upper half. It's a monster. At the beginning of the battle, this unlucky beast just opened his mouth when he was jumped up by a wasteland bear and crushed his back. Not to mention breathing fire, he didn't even have time to spray out his hair. No, it's happening right now. Lying on the ground, half dead, with his mouth still wide open, spit out two puffs of white smoke and a few mouthfuls of blue blood from time to time, like an addict waiting to die from an overdose.

I don't know if this group of beasts gathered temporarily or premeditated. It is estimated that they were the overlord in the forest before, and they must be the tyrants in their own territory. In the end, they became a mob in front of the wild bears in the wasteland. , basically there are not many who have been beaten.

Of the two bosses in his camp, one was used by the wasteland bear as a whip, and he whipped himself all over the ground.

One was enraged by the wild bear and went mad, and was strangled by the neck, pointing and bumping.

This gang of mobs are like sloppy dead dogs, hiding in Tibet, and basically have no self-confidence to dare to attack the violent bears again.

"Sad!" Ellen repeated. "What a goddamn sorrow!"

He suddenly felt like a bunch of fat guys with machetes in their hands, chasing a bunch of junior high school punks and hacking to their death!
Looking at the giant tree raccoon again, it stopped running back and forth, and now it was lying on the ground, with its two claws firmly stretching towards its back, using it to grab the wasteland bear behind it.

The leading barren bear strangled its neck, raised its foot, and kicked the giant tree back of the head desperately, roaring as it kicked.

It seems to be kicking people while saying: "Grass, are you convinced? Are you convinced? You are so good!"

(End of this chapter)