Chapter 916 Wind Training Wolf Howling

After listening to Wang Laoer's words, Fatty Ge's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said with a smirk

"You are the only one who can kill the Leopard? Even if my brother can kill the Leopard, you can't kill the Leopard either!"

"You mean he's better than me?"

Wang Laoer pointed at Li Mo angrily and said. I have been the second elder of the Fengxun Tribe for so many years, and Fatty Ge said that he is no better than a brat? Immediately Wang Laoer said angrily

"That's good! I'll challenge him! I'll see if he came to my tribe to cheat for food and drink!"

"It's done!"

Fatty Ge's eyes lit up, and he shouted excitedly. If Fatty Ge said that just now, it meant that Wang's second son was going to challenge Li Mo. Having seen Li Mo's attack, although Fatty Ge didn't see Li Mo kill Bao Wutian with his own eyes, Fatty Ge firmly believed in Li Mo's killing of Bao Wutian.

So Fatty Ge thought, anyway, this Wang Laoer is against him every day, so it would be good to use Li Mo's hand to clean up this Wang Laoer.

"Okay, hahaha, then let's go out and watch the duel between the two..."

The patriarch Ge Yuanshan also wanted to see Li Mo's strength, so he burst out laughing.

"Okay, we also want to see how this little brother killed Leopard Wutian."

"yes."

"..."

The other elders also responded one after another. After all, the Fengxun tribe, like the Shadow Leopard tribe, both advocated force. Immediately, everyone looked at Li Mo. After all, whether this contest can be held or not depends on the consent of the person involved, Li Mo.

Li Mo took a bite of the barbecue, wiped his hands with the animal skin on the table, and said heartily

"Okay! I will fight."

Only by showing enough strength can the Fengxun tribe be more favored. Li Mo also wants to follow the Fengxun tribe to check and balance the Shadow Leopard tribe. After all, with the restraint of the Fengxun tribe, the Shadow Leopard tribe could not search the mountains on a large scale. And relying on Grandpa and the others' understanding of that mountain over the years, as long as the Shadow Leopard Tribe searched the mountain carefully inch by inch, they would never be able to find Grandpa and the others.

Unable to use it in this crowded room, Li Mo and Wang Laoer went outside together. Others in the house also gave up eating and drinking,

They went out to watch the competition one after another.

After all, Wang Laoer is a dignified second elder in their Fengxun tribe, and his strength is also very powerful in the tribe.

There was an open space outside Ge Yuanshan's house, surrounded by several people, looking towards Li Mo and Wang Laoer in the center.

"Boy, I won't keep my hand. If you want to blame, you and Fatty Ge are too close!"

Wang Laoer said to Li Mo grimly, his voice fell. Wang Laoer rushed towards Li Mo, and at the same time, a long knife made of refined iron appeared in Wang Laoer's hand.

I don't know if there is anyone in this Fengxun tribe like the well-informed Eleven Elder of the Shadow Leopard tribe, so Li Mo dare not show his balls anymore. Li Mo patted the storage bag on his waist, and the walking stick of the Eleventh Elder of the Shadow Leopard Tribe appeared in Li Mo's hand.

This crutch is also made of fine iron, and its hardness is not bad. Pieces of aura appeared in Li Mo's hands, and he wrapped the crutches to meet the long knife.

"Dang! Dang! Dang..."

The clear and crisp impact sounds continued to be heard, although Li Mo's cultivation was not as good as that of Wang's second child. But Li Mo's aura is no less thick than the aura in the second Wang's body, plus Li Mo's years of combat experience. This made Li Mo not at all disadvantaged against Shang Wang's second child. That day in the jungle, Li Mo fought one against three. If Li Mo faced Leopard Wutian one-on-one, he would not be injured.

"Damn it!"

The clansmen were all looking around, and now that he was at loggerheads with this brat, it really made Wang Lao Er feel that he had lost all face. So as Wang Laoer cursed loudly, Wang Laoer suddenly took a step back, and the long knife in his hand was thrown aside by Wang Laoer.

"The wind trains the wolf to howl!"

He only heard Wang Laoer yell loudly, and Wang Laoer's hands kept changing in the air. And behind Wang Laoer, a phantom of a white wolf also appeared, it was the totem of their Fengxun tribe, Fengxun wolf!

This white wolf's fur is thicker than snow, and its temperament is like frost. A pair of cold and ruthless eyes looked down at Li Mo, as if one word could decide life and death!

"Second Wang! How shameless you are! Fighting against an 18-year-old boy, you still use this wind training wolf howl!"

Seeing Wang Laoer's actions, Fatty Ge in the distance couldn't help cursing angrily. The Fengxun tribe and the Shadow Leopard tribe have many exercises, which are divided into high-level and low-level. But this Wind Training Wolf Roar is undoubtedly the most powerful existence among all advanced exercises. So Fatty Ge was a little angry when he saw Wang Laoer using the most powerful technique.

"Aww!"

Of course, Wang Laoer, who was fighting, had no intention of talking to Fatty Ge, and Wang Laoer knew that even if he talked to Fatty Ge, he would not be able to scold Fatty Ge. I saw Wang Laoer stroked his mouth with both hands, and a phantom with a white wolf head appeared in Wang Laoer's hand. The upper palm of Wang Laoer is like the upper jaw of the wolf's head, and the lower palm is the lower jaw of the wolf's head. As Wang Laoer opened and closed, a wolf howled came.

And the figure of Wang Lao Er was also rushing towards Li Mo, and the opened wolf head seemed to be biting Li Mo with a bloody mouth.

"Shadow Leopard Whip!"

Li Mo here, following Li Mo's shout. Li Mo's figure turned back, and then Li Mo landed on the ground with two hands and one foot, and raised the other leg high. The spiritual energy wrapped around Li Mo's legs gradually turned blue, like the tail of a shadow leopard.

"Shadow Leopard Whip of the Shadow Leopard Tribe!"

"..."

Seeing Li Mo use the shadow leopard whip, the elders of the Fengxun tribe said in surprise, and looked at Li Mo with a hint of hostility in their eyes. The Fengxun Tribe and the Shadow Leopard Tribe are separated, and there is constant friction between each other, so of course the people of the Fengxun Tribe can recognize the Shadow Leopard Tribe's skills at a glance. And Li Mo, who can use the shadow leopard, is also regarded as a member of the shadow leopard tribe.

Ge Yuanshan looked at Li Mo carefully, finally shook his head, and said

"This Li Mo should not be a spy of the Shadow Leopard Tribe. Li Mo's Shadow Leopard has a stylish whip, but he has no intention of receiving the true inheritance of the Shadow Leopard Tribe..."

What Ge Yuanshan said was naturally the totem of the Shadow Leopard Tribe, there is no totem of the Shadow Leopard Tribe. When Li Mo used the shadow leopard whip, there was no phantom shadow of the shadow leopard behind him. Such a shadow leopard whip must have weaker attack power.

Let's talk about the battle surrounded by everyone, at this moment, the wolf's head transformed from Wang Laoer's hands has rushed to Li Mo. The dense fangs seem to be able to bite through everything in this world. To Li Mo, this Wang Er didn't hold back at all. If Li Mo's strength is not enough, he will definitely fall under this wolf head.

"Whoosh!"

Li Mo raised his leg extremely fast, swinging it like a shadow leopard's tail, and collided fiercely with the wolf's head.