Chapter 1333, Brute Force

The exercise he practiced is called "Brave Bull Strength", which is a domineering body tempering exercise. After practice, his tendons and veins will become thicker, his strength will double, and his combat effectiveness will soar.

However, it also has a flaw, that is, it will erode the human body.

Over time, the cultivator will gradually be absorbed into the body by evil spirits, reduced to a killing machine, and bloodthirsty.

Zhou Yan's state is very similar to that of a monk practicing "Brave Bull Strength".

"I don't know what's going on?"

Zhou Yan spread his hands, shook his head and said, "Since I awakened the blood of the bull, it's like taking Viagra. Every moment, my whole body is full of strength!"

"Nonsense! The bull's blood is just a primary bloodline, and it doesn't have the effect of improving the physical body at all!" The bull king shouted angrily, not believing in evil.

"It's true, look at my skin, it has become as tough as cowhide." Zhou Yan shook his arms casually, revealing his strong muscles.

He knew very well that "Brute Bull Strength" would erode the body, but, these days, he kept running "Brute Bull Strength", and his body had adapted to this erosion, and instead became stronger!

"Impossible!" The Bull King didn't want to believe it.

Although Zhou Yan is powerful, but he has not yet reached his level, how could he beat him physically?

"Barbarian King, I advise you not to struggle, just capture it with nothing."

Zhou Yan waved his hand, and said indifferently: "I think it's not easy for you to practice, so I will spare you from dying."

When the Man Bull King heard this, he was so angry that his seven orifices were smoking.

How dare this good-for-nothing bastard insult him!

"Looking for death!" The Bull King was furious, stomping on the ground with his feet, and ran away.

"Barbarian charge!"

In an instant, the Barbarian Bull King held up the double hammers, like a bull, wild and ferocious, and smashed down fiercely with the momentum of destroying everything.

The whole palace was shaking.

However, Zhou Yan remained motionless, still standing with his hands behind his back.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, the Bull King was taken aback.

He tried his best and tried his best, but he couldn't hurt Zhou Yan in the slightest. He was flustered and wanted to quit.

"Want to leave? No way!" Zhou Yan chuckled and raised his hands to grab the bull king's legs.

"Go away!" The Bull King was startled, and quickly dodged, but he was a step slower. There was severe pain in his right leg, which was broken by Zhou Yan.

The crackling sound is crisp.

The barbarian bull king howled in pain.

"Bull King, you are too weak."

Zhou Yan curled his lips, fixed his eyes, and slapped him.

The bull king's cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, a tooth protruded from his mouth, and his entire face was swollen high.

At this time, the Bull King finally recognized the situation, and shouted unwillingly: "I admit defeat! We surrender!"

He knew that if he continued, he would definitely lose.

"Admit defeat?" Zhou Yan jokingly smiled: "Aren't you quite arrogant?"

Anger appeared on the face of the Bull King, and he was extremely aggrieved, but he knew he couldn't turn his back on him. Enduring the severe pain, he forced a smile and said, "I lost this duel, please peace."

He was not convinced, and wanted to find other ways to kill Zhou Yan.

However, Zhou Yan snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "I can forgive you, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What is it?" The Bull King frowned, feeling a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"This..." The Bull King hesitated for a moment, and finally agreed.

"Very well, I knew you knew current affairs." Zhou Yan nodded with satisfaction.

"You wait, I'll go to gather soldiers and horses now."

After speaking, the Bull King dragged his injured leg and left in embarrassment.

Looking at his receding back, Zhou Yan secretly sighed.

"Hey, I wanted to let you live, but you just want to force me, so I can only kill you."

Zhou Yan murmured softly, his face returned to grim.

He didn't want to leave future troubles, so he was going to completely eradicate the bull king.

"Boy, what do you want to do? I can warn you, the Barbarian Bull tribe is not something you can afford to provoke. If you dare to kill me, you will definitely be retaliated!"

The Bull King turned his head and saw Zhou Yan staring at him murderously, he was startled immediately, and hurriedly threatened.

"The bull tribe is nothing." Zhou Yan was full of disdain.

The Manniu King of the Manniu tribe is only a fifth-tier grandmaster, not even a ninth-tier grandmaster, so why would Zhou Yan be afraid?

"Damn waste, don't be too arrogant. My bull tribe not only has a bull army, but also a holy beast of the bull tribe. If you dare to provoke us, you will definitely die." The bull king rolled his eyes and once again reminded.

There was a strange light in Zhou Yan's eyes. After thinking for a while, he pondered: "In that case, then go and lure that holy beast of the barbarian clan out."

"What!?" The Bull King's eyes widened, and he looked like a ghost.

The barbarian bull holy beast is a sixth-order peak master-level monster. It is very powerful. It once slaughtered hundreds of warriors, killing corpses and blood.

Even if the Bull King has the strength of a third-tier grandmaster, it is difficult to resist, and he can only escape for his life.

Zhou Yan, actually asked him to lure the sacred beast?

joke!

Does this mean that he lived too long?

"Boy, are you crazy?" the Bull King cursed.

"If you don't try it, how will you know I'm not crazy?" Zhou Yan shrugged and said innocently, "Don't worry, I will protect you."

Guardian?

Protect your ass!

Who can guarantee that the holy bull bull will not kill him?

After all, the holy beast of the bull is synonymous with ferocity, killing decisively, and will never take his life or death into consideration.

"I don't need your guardian!"

The Barbarian King gritted his teeth, a chill flashed in his eyes, and said sadly: "Our Barbaric Kingdom has a unique secret medicine that can control the holy beast."

"I can let you take it. When the time comes, you will surely die. Even the Immortal Da Luo will not be able to save you."

"Oh, is it?"

Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the Bull King.

"Hahaha, you must have heard the name 'Soul Eater Pill', this is the treasure of our barbarian tribe, if you take this pill, any living thing will become weak and weak, and even lose all wisdom, leaving only A body!"

"Moreover, the Soul Devouring Pill can also devour souls, strengthen ourselves, and make our bull tribe stronger."

The bull king was arrogant, as if Zhou Yan was determined.

"Oh? Then hurry up." Zhou Yan urged.

"Okay." The Bull King nodded, took out two pitch-black pills, handed them to Zhou Yan, and said, "If you take this pill, you will become weak and weak until you die."

While speaking, there was a sinister smile on his face, looking very ferocious.

"You are very clever."

Zhou Yan glanced at him and said lightly.

"To each other, to each other." The Bull King chuckled and stared at Zhou Yan with burning eyes.

At this time, Zhou Yan took two pitch-black pills, and suddenly, a terrifying force struck and spread all over his body in an instant, making him feel weak and powerless.