Chapter 78

Di Ping did not hesitate to make meritorious deeds with one foot, but with a short body, he rushed forward, the long sword slashed down like the wind, and the high-speed movement of the sword formed a fire shadow in the sky.

"puff...."

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the mutant Tibetan mastiff that had just landed, but it was too late to react. A sharp blade pierced into the flesh. Di Ping was overjoyed, but then his face changed. The mutant Tibetan mastiff was injured and did not dodge. Biting towards Di Ping's waist.

Di Ping did not expect that the Tibetan mastiff in the rage was so ferocious that he was not afraid of being injured, and was still attacking himself frantically. The sound of the collision of the ears, the interlacing of the canine teeth is like steel hitting each other, and the ears of the listeners are numb.

As soon as he got past, before Di Ping could stand firm, the Tibetan Mastiff responded quickly, turned around suddenly, and swept his right claws. The five- or six-inch-long sharp claws were like five sharp knives, and swept straight towards Di Ping's waist with a scream. If this hits directly, it will open the intestines.

Di Ping dared to be swept away, his legs kicked violently, and his body quickly flew away more than two meters away, finally dodging the Tibetan Mastiff's claws, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the Tibetan Mastiff flicked on its hind legs, and its huge body was as flexible as lightning, like lightning. The giant tiger pounced on the food, and immediately covered its head. The sharp claws of its two front claws, which were fully opened, shone with a cold white light.

"Damn it!"

Di Ping scolded, when he was so embarrassed, he was hit by a mutant Tibetan mastiff, and he was shriveled everywhere.

His strength is definitely better than this mutant Tibetan Mastiff, but he suffers from the lack of attack methods, the sword can't break the defense at all, and it can't cause much damage, and if he is empty-handed, he has never learned any attacking boxing skills, and a random punch is definitely not enough. In this way, he can only be beaten passively, how can he not let him feel aggrieved?

"Fight!"

Di Ping, who was dodging in all directions, was on fire, and his heart was ruthless. His body was not retreating. The ground was full of messy angle irons. If he accidentally retreated and fell, the only thing waiting for him was death. Enter.

"collision"

Seeing that the huge body of the Tibetan Mastiff was pressed down like a mountain, it was too late to think about it. With a thought, he launched a skill collision with all his strength. Push it, and shoot it out in an instant.

"puff"

Seeing that Di Ping was about to die under his sharp claws, a trace of ferocity and excitement flashed in the mutant Tibetan Mastiff's eyes, but the excitement didn't last long, and suddenly his eyes were full of terror, and Di Ping, who was about to be caught in his claws, suddenly disappeared. , followed by a pain in the lower abdomen, and a cold air rushed through the lower abdomen.

It turned out that Di Ping was in no hurry to see that he was in a hurry. There were all debris behind him and he had no choice but to move forward, so he launched a charge, accelerated his speed, and rushed forward in an instant. At the same time, he quickly raised his long sword and used a rapid impact The speed of the long sword drove the long sword to create a wound of more than one meter long on the lower abdomen of the mutant Tibetan mastiff. Although it was too late to use the flame to strengthen the skills, the sharp long sword and the speed still drew out the opening on the lower abdomen of the mutant Tibetan mastiff.

"Ow..."

The mutant Tibetan Mastiff finally screamed in pain. Although the wound was not deep, it was too long. The blood gushed down and quickly dyed the ground red. With the pain, the fierceness of the Tibetan Mastiff was stimulated. The wound roared and charged towards Di Ping again.

The madness of the Tibetan Mastiff was fully stimulated, and the speed also increased sharply. Running with all his strength was as fast as a galloping bison. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of Di Ping. The narrow passage was not conducive to Di Ping's quick evasion. Quickly catch up with him, making Di Ping dodge very embarrassed.

Di Ping's body was covered with scratches from sharp claws. Although the injury was not serious, Di Ping, who was still in pain, took a breath.

Seeing the Tibetan Mastiff rush in front of him, a loss of mind made him lose the opportunity to dodge. Di Ping swung his sword and slashed sideways to the Tibetan Mastiff's jaw, trying to use the slash to repel the mutant Tibetan Mastiff and achieve the purpose of dodging.

"Clang"

Suddenly, the mutant Tibetan Mastiff turned quickly and bit the long sword that Di Ping swept over, and Di Ping had no time to retract the sword, so he could only watch the long sword being bitten. The sound sounded, and the strong bite force of the Tibetan Mastiff bit Di Ping's long sword into two pieces.

Di Ping never thought that the long sword would end in this way, and he was a little lost when he saw the broken long sword in his hand.

"Be careful!"

"boom"

While Di Ping was stunned, the mutant Tibetan Mastiff was not idle. This Tibetan Mastiff was definitely not an ordinary dog. It was obviously trained and had a very high fighting literacy. Once it got stuck, it would never die. The attack was continuous, but the prey was a little negligent. Di Ping would be bitten by it, and Di Ping committed a major taboo and lost his mind during the war. Although this absence was for a moment, it was deadly enough.

When he heard the cry and immediately returned to his senses, the huge head of the mutant Tibetan mastiff slammed into his chest like a heavy hammer. Di Ping felt a pain in his chest, and a huge force knocked his body into the air. out.

"boom"

Di Ping flew out more than ten meters and hit the frame. The frame was deformed, and then hit the wall heavily. A mouthful of blood spurted out of Di Ping's mouth. Di Ping's heart burst into flames, one is that he was actually lost in battle, and the other was that he was beaten by a dog and couldn't handle it.

"Owner!"

At this time, Gina screamed and raised her hand to activate the magic in her hand.

"stop!"

Di Ping let out a low drink to stop Gina, who had already gathered fireballs in her hands, stood up straight and threw away the broken sword in her hands, raised her hands to wipe the blood from the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were burning with flames.