Chen Tinglan and others stared at their eyes, their chins were almost falling off. The iron-eating beast's fists were randomly seen, but after careful look, there were traces to follow, which was somewhat similar to the boxing and palm techniques practiced by the saint.

"This seems to be the Tongtian Die Fist secretly taught by Lingtian Academy. This should be the Yunyu Phantom Palm taught by Mr. Feng. This move seems to be a sword skill. What kind of sword skill is it? Why does it look familiar?" Others could not see what the iron-eating beast's fist was. Luo Enen vaguely saw some tricks, but when he saw its move to turn a sword into a palm at this time, he was a little confused.

"Of course I look familiar. Isn't this your technique of breaking the air and cutting the waves? This move is the fat white man's Beidou Batian, this is Ye Wuse's holy soul Tianpo. This move is my eight swords Guiyuan, and I'm not very familiar with it..." Gu Fenghua said with a cold sweat.

The little bear cub was once again swaying when he followed them to learn sword skills. He never thought that once he turned into an iron-eating beast, he would learn their unique skills. Is this really a monster? If he becomes a spirit, he should be called a fairy.

Jianjian left the demon pet space at some time, came to Gu Fenghua, stretched out the flower plate, and looked at Obsidian, who showed his powerful power enviously.

How could this kind of good thing that hurts the dog to fall into the water be without it? However, the previous injury was really serious and he could not recover in such a short time. The demon spirit power he had just absorbed from the dark eye demon Thunderwood was not completely refined. It was unable to do anything at all, so he could only sigh at the bear.

Just as Gu Fenghua was sweating in secret, Hua Qianfeng was sweating all over his body.

The power and physical strength of monsters are much stronger than that of humans. The biggest advantage of humans is that in addition to practicing the mind, it is the mysterious and exquisite sword skills. Once the monsters learn the same combat skills, what is going on?

Although he was on the surface, his hands were as swollen as pig's trotters. Every time his fists and palms met, he would feel a piercing pain. His movements were getting slower and slower.

"Bang!" Just now a flaw was revealed, the iron-eating beast slapped Hua Qianfeng in the face again, slapped him out, and kicked him up and kicked Hua Mingyu.

The poor young master of the Hua family had just gotten up from the ground, and before he could figure out what was going on, he flew out with Hua Qianfeng again.

This time, Obsidian did not give them a chance to fight back. Before waiting for the uncle and nephew of the Hua family to land, they rushed up like a siege car, and punched and kicked them.

"Ao... Help, help!" Amid the crackling muffled sound, Hua Qianfeng's shrill screams and Hua Mingyu's very backbone call for help came.

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much." However, Obsida, who turned into an iron-eating beast, screamed louder and more miserable than them. The more miserable the tears, the more miserable it would be.

While crying in pain, Obsidian jumped up and down. If it had changed before, it would have been fine, but don't forget that it now turned into an iron-eating beast, and its huge body was like a mountain. Every time it fell, its thick legs, like legs, were stomped on the body of the uncle and nephew of the Hua family, and even the earth under them trembled violently.

"Puff, puff, puff..." Every time I stomped, the uncle and nephew of the Hua family also squirted out a blood arrow.
Chapter completed!