Rebirth of the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 216: Killing the ancestor of the **** cow

Trying to shield his breath and avoid the battlefield that was fighting, Yang Teng slowly moved towards the depths of Shenniu Bay, and with the help of various buildings in Shenniu Bay, he quickly entered the core area of ​​the village.

There is no need to look for it carefully. The most luxurious building is definitely the bullpen of the ancestor of the **** cow.

The Meng people call a cow an ancestor, and of course they want to build the most luxurious cow pen.

Seeing a small palace in the center of the village from a distance, Yang Teng shook his head for a while, and the Mengs were almost sickly mentally.

A plaque hung directly above the palace with the words Shenniu Palace written on it.

A foreign beast is a foreign beast, even a foreign beast with the blood of an ancient savage beast, it is just a foreign beast!

The Mongolian people regarded the sacred cow as an ancestor. Isn't it still a cow? Although it brought unimaginable benefits to the Mongolian family, it also brought endless disasters.

Shenniu Bay has been attacked many times, all because of this sacred cow.

Slowly approaching the small palace, Yang Teng found that the guards here were not very strong. Only two ordinary children were standing outside the palace, staring nervously at the distant battlefield.

The palace is located in the center of a small square. To enter the palace, you must pass through the square no matter which direction you pass.

How can we not be discovered by these two children?

Yang Teng's physical condition has not recovered to its peak. He didn't want to waste too much energy on these two children. After thinking about it, he took out a piece of animal skin from the Ring of the Ice Emperor.

With a flick of his hand, Yang Teng's body suddenly disappeared.

The two children looked tense, and all their attention was outside the village. They knew that if the fighting outside did not end, their crisis here would not be resolved. There were still many children who had guarded this place. They were all selected to take part in the battle. Let them take care of the ancestor of the sacred cow.

"I hope I can kill those **** enemies." A child said expectantly.

Without hearing his partner's answer, the boy turned to look at his partner.

I didn't see clearly the situation of his companions, and what caught my eyes was a sharp knife.

"The enemy..." He still wanted to call out the enemy attack loudly. The word enemy attack was only halfway out, and the long knife had already been cut across his neck, and blood burst into the sky.

Before he died, he saw clearly that his companion had become a headless corpse.

Yang Teng shook the mysterious wind knife. The invisibility rune lasted too short, and it was already ineffective when he ran here from the dark. If the distance was farther, the invisibility rune had little effect.

"Boom!" kicked open the gate of the palace.

The front is a flat ground, and there are many giant hooves footprints on the ground paved with bluestone.

The empty palace did not have the ancestor of the **** cow, Yang Teng hurried through the hall and entered the apse.

The building behind is similar to a palace, and Yang Teng is even more disdainful. He actually built the bullpen so luxuriously, the monstrous line of thought made him unable to understand.

"Moo!" There was a dull cow cry from the bedroom.

The sacred cow roared in a low voice when he found a stranger breaking into the palace.

"What's your name! I'm here to take you on the road!" Yang Teng flew up and kicked the door of the palace to pieces.

I saw a huge bed in the bedroom with a five-color **** cow lying on it.

"Moo!" The sacred cow shook his body and stood up, pedaling vigorously with four hooves, and the big bed collapsed.

Yang Teng found that this five-color sacred cow was not as big as the three second-generation sacred cows.

While watching the sacred cow, the five-color sacred cow roared loudly, raising two horns and rushing towards Yang Teng.

"Catch up and die!" Yang Teng walked lightly, lowering his body and rushing towards the **** cow.

"Boom!" The sacred cow failed to reach Yang Teng with a single blow, smashing the bluestone on the ground, and Yang Teng used the sacred cow's tall body to get under the belly of the sacred cow.

"Moo!" The sacred cow screamed.

Yang Teng went under its belly without passing it empty-handed. The Xuanfeng knife in his hand pointed upwards, leaving a wound on the belly of the **** cow.

Sure enough, the ancestor of the sacred cow was pure in blood, but his strength was very poor, far inferior to the second and third generations of the sacred cow.

The pain from the belly made the **** cow unbearable, and turned around to look for Yang Teng.

It's just that it's obviously a good life too easy, a fat body and strong, no matter the speed of turning or the attack power, it is unsightly.

Yang Teng stood up, grabbed the tail of the cow and flew onto the back of the five-color **** cow.

"Moo!" The five-color sacred bull was furious. It has always been aloof, accepting the existence of worshipping by everyone, and has anyone dared to ride on its back.

The huge body twisted back and forth, trying to throw Yang Teng off.

Yang Teng moved his aura, his feet firmly nailed to the back of the cow like nails.

When I felt the high-altitude performance of the Fire Eagle King in the secret territory, I didn't fall off. The action of the five-color **** cow was too bad.

"Puff!" Xuanfeng knife severely left a wound on the neck of the five-color **** cow.

"Moo!" The five-color sacred cow was in pain, bumped back and forth in the palace, and the walls of the palace were knocked down. Yang Teng didn't want to be buried under the palace, brandishing a profound wind knife to slash the neck of the sacred cow.

"You greedy thing, there is fat all over your neck!" Yang Teng yelled at him with a stab, and the cowhide turned over and revealed fat.

After trying his best to chop and slash the five-color sacred cow, Yang Teng was so angry that it was a thunder explosion talisman.

"Bang!" The Lei Explosive Talisman directly hit the inside of the wound of the five-color sacred cow, and a smell of roast beef immediately wafted out.

Don't say it, it smells good.

"Moo!" The five-color sacred cow had ever suffered such an injury, suddenly fell into a state of madness, hit back and forth several times, knocked down the palace.

Yang Teng stood tightly on the back of the five-color sacred bull, and could not use the power of Feng Lei Zhu and the Ring of the Ice Emperor before a last resort, these two attack methods were too aura.

But if you don't get rid of the five-color sacred cow as soon as possible, maybe the Meng clan people will run over.

"I don't believe it anymore! You still can't kill your half-worn monster!" Yang Teng screamed.

With a stab, a deeper wound was placed on the burnt wound of the five-color **** cow, followed by another thunder explosion talisman.

As soon as the Thunder Blast Talisman exerted its power, the Xuanfeng Sword fell down.

"Moo!" The five-color sacred cow was completely crazy, such continuous attacks, how to let it endure, each one will cause huge trauma to it, even if it is rough and thick, it can't stand such an attack.

The roar of the five-color **** cow spread throughout the Shenniu Bay.

The Meng clan members who were still fighting with the black-clothed golden knives were all stunned. The ancestors of the **** cow were in danger!

Many people want to withdraw and return to protect the ancestor of the **** cow.

But those black gold knives were extremely excited when they heard the roar of the sacred cow. They thought that their companions had succeeded, and the attack in their hands became more fierce, entangled the Meng clan in front of them, making them unable to escape and rescue the sacred cow.

For a time, the fighting between the two sides became more fierce.

The Meng clan people almost died with a death-seeking mentality, and died together with the black-clothed golden knives. Once the ancestor of the sacred cow suffered an accident, they would not want to live.

"Moo!" The violent roar of the ancestor of the **** cow made all the Meng people feel uneasy, and the voice was miserable!

Without encountering a powerful attack, the ancestor would never scream so harshly.

Meng Zhenshan yelled to the sky: "Kill these people in black, the ancestor is in danger, go back to rescue as soon as possible."

They all want to solve the battle as soon as possible, but the problem is that the opponent is not easy to fight.

The mad Meng clan members sacrificed their lives to attack and finally suppressed the offensive of the black gold sword.

Before I had time to mobilize the manpower to go back to reinforce the Shenniu ancestor, I heard a sad and helpless roar from the direction of Shenniu Palace, "Moo!"

This roar was like a farewell to despair before dying, and it was like telling endless sadness.

"Moo!" Hearing this roar, all the sacred cows who were still struggling to kill all roared, completely abandoning the enemies in front of them, and rushed towards the sacred cow palace frantically.

That's it! Meng Zhenshan's eyes went dark, and the ending he didn't want to see appeared.

Shenniu ancestor is dead!

Some members of the tribe riding on the back of the sacred cow were thrown down by the crazy sacred cow, and some of them were trampled to death by the sacred cow rushing over before they had time to escape.

The lucky clansmen lay tightly on the back of the cow and ran back to the palace with the sacred cow.

I saw the entire Shenniu Palace collapsed completely, the small square was stained with blood, but there was no trace of the Shenniu ancestor.

"Quick! Find the ancestor!" The clansmen who reacted slapped the sacred cow, and only they could feel where the ancestor was.

These sacred cows looked around in confusion, completely unable to feel where the ancestor was.

Meng Zhenshan ran over, panting. In order to rush out of the siege, he stabbed his opponent several times. There were several wounds on his body, and the blood fell dripping.

All this does not matter, the safety of the Shenniu ancestor is the most important.

"The ancestor! Where is the ancestor!" Meng Zhenshan yelled frantically, no one could answer him.

In a house not far from the small square, Yang Teng was gasping for breath. He finally killed the ancestor of the sacred cow. He escaped from the small square using the invisibility rune and hid here before the Meng clan arrived. .

A series of violent movements caused a violent collision of spiritual energy in his body.

Immediately afterwards, all the surviving Meng clan members rushed over.

Seeing the miserable situation in the small square, everyone was dumbfounded.

They can't accept the fate of the disappearance of the ancestor, how can they survive without the ancestor!

Following them was the black-clothed golden knives. A group of black-clothed men completely ignored what was going on. They launched a fierce attack while the Meng clan was sad.

Yang Teng watched the two sides fight in secret.

Obviously, the Meng people could not wake up from the tragedy of losing their ancestors, and almost turned into a one-sided massacre.

Yang Teng didn’t take any action, and it’s not a good thing anywhere. Although he hated the black gold knives, he also understood that the black gold knives could not be killed. Only by killing the prince behind them can the black gold knives organization It will disappear.

As for the extermination of Montessori, that is the best.

The two sides fought again, and the Meng clan felt that there was no hope of survival, and they all chose to die with the black knives.

The effect of the fierce battle between the two sides surprised Yang Teng, this kind of life-for-life method, the battle soon ended.