Whew!

A low beast roar came from the mouth of a snow-white bear.

This white bear stood on all fours, nearly two meters high, stood upright from time to time, was nearly five meters tall, and slapped around, shattering the village houses, but when it saw Yang Fan appear, it seemed to have found some treasure, its eyes lit up, and it ran towards him quickly.

The menacing momentum couldn't help but surprise Yang Fan's heart.

But when he looked at the white bear carefully, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This is a first-level demon beast, and his current situation, if he deals with it properly, he should barely be able to resist it.

Li Changfeng was a big demon in his previous life, he was born as a demon beast, and he could detect the strength of the demon beast almost by instinct, and this instinct, although it was not 100% passed on to Yang Fan, but as long as he was given some time to identify the strength and weakness of a demon beast, he could still do it.

Therefore, after Yang Fan looked at it a few times, he determined that this white bear was a first-level demon beast, comparable to the peak of the day after tomorrow or the early stage of congenital martial cultivation.

It's just that there is also a trace of doubt in his heart, in Li Changfeng's memory, low-level demon beasts usually have low spiritual surnames, but they will instinctively look for places with strong spiritual energy and spiritual fruit elixirs, and places with strong spiritual energy and spiritual fruit elixirs mostly grow in the mountains and rivers, so demon beasts tend to converge to such places and rarely go to ordinary human habitation areas, because for demon beasts, ordinary human flesh and blood cannot bring them any benefits.

But why did the white bear get here? And it seems to be aiming at itself!

"Could it be that this white bear is using me as an elixir?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but be a little amused, but when he thought that in order to save the little girl, he had used all his strength to encourage the Seven Tricks Exquisite Heart and absorb the aura of heaven and earth, which was really a bit similar to the abnormal appearance of the elixir spirit fruit when it was ripe, and he couldn't help but sink in his heart.

If this is the case, then when you cultivate in the future, you should be careful, otherwise, you will easily be discovered by others and cause endless trouble.

Whew!

Just thinking about it, the white bear had already pounced on the front, and the huge bear paw slapped down on Yang Fan without hesitation.

Yang Fan's body was shaped, and the frame in the python dance suddenly unfolded, a python coiled his body, flashed a huge bear paw, and then, a python spit out a letter and pounced on the white bear, and then, the bull demon stepped on the mountain and used all his strength to kick between the nose and eyes of the white bear.

Oh!

This blow is enough to have the strength of tens of thousands of catties, the white bear was hit so hard between his nose and eyes, he couldn't help but scream, and the human surname covered the wound with two fat bear paws, and a pair of yellow and clear pupils were red in an instant, and the fierce surname of the beast completely broke out under this severe pain.

Oh!

It roared wildly, pounced in front of Yang Fan, and slapped it with one palm.

The bear's paw the size of a basin, once it was patted, Yang Fan had no doubt that he would turn into a bunch of meatloaf, but at this moment, he just landed, and the momentum of this bear's paw was too fast and too ruthless, and he couldn't dodge effectively at all.

In a hurry, Yang Fan gritted his teeth, stood on the ground with his legs, struck the bull demon on the head, and merged his fists, like two bull horns, against the huge bear paw that was being slapped down.

Rumble!

Yang Fan only felt that the huge force as big as a mountain was pressed down, his ears were shaken and roared, and his entire body was pressed into the slush, revealing only half of his upper body.

Oh!

The white bear was topped by Yang Fan, a pair of thick bear paws, and it was also extremely painful, only to see two fist marks, and fell into its bear paws, if it wasn't for the skin being too thick, I am afraid it would have been pierced.

But Rao is like this, and it also makes the white bear, who has not been harmed for many years, angry again, it completely lost the spirit surname that the demon beast has, but like a beast, it opened its bloody mouth and bit Yang Fan, who was buried in the slush and couldn't move, wanting to bite his entire upper body.

Yang Fan, who was buried deep in the slush, took a breath suddenly, his body shrank, and the python coiled his body out, and his entire body was reduced by two-fifths, but he didn't bury his body, because if he did that, he would be bitten by this fierce white bear.

Bang!

Yang Fan's body flew into the air with the white bear's mouth, and then, he turned over in the air, and his fists struck down heavily with the momentum of his fall.

It smashed right on the back of the white bear's head.

Airplanes!

The white bear, who first threw himself into the air and then suffered a heavy blow, only felt his head roar.

Just as he wanted to get up, Yang Fan didn't stop at all, riding on its body, and even swung his fists fiercely, one punch, two punches, three punches...... I don't know how many punches were punched.

At first, the white bear wanted to shake him off, but gradually, the white bear lost his strength.

In the end, he could only lie on the ground and roll his eyes.

Breath like a gossamer.

Yang Fan, who was extremely tired, also put away his fists, although he won, but there was no happiness in his heart.

Because his victory was too difficult and dangerous, although according to common sense, he should be equal in strength to the white bear, but in fact, if it wasn't for the python pounce he had just made in a hurry, he dodged the white bear's fatal blow, and then, he seized the opportunity and hit the back of the white bear's head, knocking it unconscious.

I'm afraid that now, he has been pressed and beaten by the white bear.

"The evenly matched in Li Changfeng's eyes refers to those acquired peak martial arts cultivators who have cultivated killing martial arts, although I am not inferior to these people in terms of strength, but in terms of skills, they are far inferior to them, although the Bull Demon Fist and the Python Dance are good, but after all, they are the method of refining the body, not the killing martial arts, and the power is limited!"

Yang Fan understood that if he wanted to become a true peak martial cultivator, it was indispensable to cultivate a killing martial art that suited him.

It's just that in this cultivation realm, there are countless Dao magic skills, and even true qi martial arts are a lot, but he is a physical cultivator, and if he wants to get a physical cultivation martial art that suits him, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

Not to mention anything else, let's just say that Li Changfeng has been cultivating the True Realm for countless years, and it is rare to see anyone cultivating martial arts suitable for physical cultivation.

As for himself, there was no need to cultivate this thing, so Yang Fan naturally couldn't find a suitable martial art to practice in his memory.

The boat is naturally straight to the bridge, and the most important thing now is to let Lilith cultivate into a bloody primordial god as soon as possible!

Yang Fan's eyes flashed and he looked at the white bear who fell to the ground.

He walked up to the white bear, grabbed its two bear paws, and pulled them off with all his might, tearing off the two bear arms, "These should be enough, and the rest will be left to Lilith." ”

As he spoke, he pressed his arm to the white bear, who had already fainted.

A small blood flame came out of his arm, and then, this blood-colored flame drilled into the white bear's head, only to see that the originally thick and full white bear, after a while, became thinner and smaller, and about half an hour's work, it turned into a withered corpse.

Immediately after, a blood-colored flame several times larger than before flew out of the white bear's mouth and landed on Yang Fan's palm, which was already a little bigger than Yang Fan's palm.

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