Looking at the languid cow, Zhou Sen suddenly became jealous, holding a long knife, turned around and strode towards the cows.

Seeing Zhou Sen approaching, the herd became restless, and the cow hurriedly stood up and looked down at Zhou Sen, with hot air spraying from its nostrils, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Can you understand me?" Zhou Sen stared at the cow.

The cow looked at Zhou Sen without moving.

"Grandma, beasts are beasts. They can't understand what people say, okay! If you don't understand, then show the truth with fists and feet!"

Zhou Sen shouted loudly, rushed towards the cow with a long knife, and struck hard again.

The surrounding red bulls saw the bull being attacked and immediately rescued them. Unfortunately, Zhou Sen's body was too flexible. In addition, the bull was attacked by Zhou Sen, so he could not direct the battle at all. Hundreds of red bulls fell into chaos fighting on their own.

In this state, it is impossible to organize an effective defense.

The first cow was frightened by Zhou Sen's attack, and he rushed into the herd with all his strength, making the herd even more chaotic. Some calves could not find their mothers, and they made shrill screams. The entire prairie was in chaos, and there was red everywhere.

red bulls running around.

If anyone saw it at this time, they would be shocked. The red bull that shocked the dark forest would actually be chased by a mortal and run away. What is even more incredible is that a group of red bulls were chased and killed by one person.

At this time, the herd of cattle has lost its cohesion and has become a piece of scattered sand, and its formidable and powerful body has become a burden.

In fact, during these more than twenty days of fighting day and night, the cattle did not have a good morsel of grass or a good night's sleep, and each cow's physical strength was seriously exhausted.

When Zhou Sen left, the entire herd could be said to be extremely happy, but they didn't know that the plague god came back to kill them again.

The cow was crowded around in the herd like a lost dog, trying to hide its traces with the blood-red color of a red bull. Unfortunately, its huge and majestic body deeply betrayed it, even among the hundreds of red bulls.

, Zhou Sen was also able to lock its position immediately.

Now, the positions have been reversed.

Zhou Sen has become a pursuer.

He wants to teach Red Bull a lesson.

He wants Red Bull to remember Zhou Sen forever, just like how he instilled fear in the armored giant cockroach army.

Of course, what's more important is that Zhou Sen can vent the raging fighting spirit in his chest without restraint.

The "war" in the mighty realm has reached its peak state. Zhou Sen believes that if he persists for a while, he can successfully enter the realm of "strength" cultivation.

Another three days of continuous pursuit.

Zhou Sen found that "battle" seemed to have reached a bottleneck state, without the feeling of rapid improvement at the beginning of the battle.

It seems that the battle with the red bull cannot replace the real battle. After all, the red bull is just a herbivorous monster. Although they are wild and cruel, they lack the ferocious killing spirit of carnivores.

It's harvest season.

Zhou Sen's mind moved, and he thought of the sacred ebony tree that even superpowers are afraid of.

After tying the long sword on his thick back, Zhou Sen slowly pulled out the ebony sacred wood.

The moment Zhou Sen pulled out the sacred ebony tree, the time and space in the prairie seemed to be frozen. All the Red Bulls looked at the sacred ebony tree in Zhou Sen's hand, with endless fear in their eyes.

Zhou Sen pushed towards the exhausted cow step by step.

The red eyes of the cow no longer had the kingly aura that looked down on the world, but also revealed a strong fear. A low mournful cry came out of its mouth, and its strong body retreated step by step.

Do they all know the power of the sacred ebony wood?

Zhou Sen thought to himself and waved the ebony sacred wood in his hand in the air.

Sure enough, the cattle dispersed with Zhou Sen as the radiation center. However, the scattered cattle immediately converged on the head cow and surrounded it. There was an endless sadness in its red eyes.

The cow let out an earth-shattering roar.

The ocean-like red color spread out a little, revealing a gap.

The cow stared at Zhou Sen, its raised neck seeming to declare its noble lineage.

Zhou Sen stared at the cow.

This is a battle between kings.

This is a showdown of courage.

This is a collision of forces.

Suddenly, an extremely subtle feeling arose in Zhou Sen's heart.

Fight!

Zhou Sen put away the ebony sacred wood and clenched his fists.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Sen's mouth, and he actually felt sympathy for a cow.

When Zhou Sen put away the ebony sacred wood, the cows that were originally clustered around the cow and refused to leave actually dispersed on their own initiative.

"Come on, let me show you how powerful my Grandpa Zhou is today!"

Zhou Sen tightened the bag on his back, rolled up his sleeves, and strode towards the cow with bare hands. The red bulls on both sides receded like the tide.

Fierce fighting spirit burns in the air.

Zhou Sen's disheveled hair flew in the air without any wind. Since arriving on this planet, Zhou Sen's hair has reached his shoulders and has to be tied up. If he doesn't cut his hair, it will soon reach his waist.

The cow lowered its head, panted heavily, and tossed the grass with its hooves. Behind it, sand, stone and dust were flying all over the sky.

"war!"

Seeing that the distance was less than ten feet, Zhou Sen suddenly shouted loudly and shot towards the cow like an arrow off the string.

The speed is too fast.

Behind Zhou Sen, dozens of afterimages flew up, like a giant dragon flying, and the visual impact was extremely fierce and powerful.

Zhou Sen cultivates the "speed" of the majestic realm to achieve great success.

In the history of modern spiritual cultivation, there has never been a person with superpowers who has cultivated to the state of "speed". The vast majority of people just stayed at the level of "posture" and stopped practicing. Occasionally, there are those who have cultivated to "quiet".

However, it can be said that those who have cultivated to the point of "speed" are unique. As for Zhou Sen who has cultivated to the critical point of "war", it is even unprecedented.

Zhou Sen's speed on land is absolutely terrifying. He can often reach dozens of feet in one breath.

If the herd hadn't been too large and formed a cattle tide, Zhou Sen would have escaped long ago by taking advantage of his speed.

"Peng"

Zhou Sen punched the cow on the forehead. The cow's body, which weighed several tons, was shaken by the impact. After letting out a deep roar, the cow chased after Zhou Sen, who was thrown away.

Zhou Sen, who flew upside down before landing, made an incredible move in the air and changed his flight path, barely avoiding the collision of the bull.

The first bull hit a hole, and immediately turned back, ready to wait.

Zhou Sen landed and stared at the cow.

One person and one bull, watching eagerly, the audience is hundreds of red bulls forming a huge circle.

war!

war!

war!

The fighting spirit in Zhou Sen's chest had reached its peak. He made a desperate move, opened his arms and ran towards the cow. Naturally, the cow did not dare to show weakness, so he immediately retaliated with tooth, lowered his head, and rushed towards Zhou Sen.

rush.

There was a "peng" sound, like a dull sound hitting leather.

The cow stopped moving.

Zhou Sen stopped moving.

On the prairie, an astonishing scene occurred. Zhou Sen actually grabbed a pair of sharp horns of a cow with both hands. One by one, they all rushed forward, creating a stalemate.

Zhou Sen's feet plowed a deep groove in the grassland like a plow, while the cow's limbs had protruding veins, as if containing infinite explosive power.

One person and one cow don't want to give in to each other.

The duel of kings.

A showdown of strength.

A duel of honor.

Two pairs of red eyes glared at each other, refusing to give an inch of ground.

"I don't believe I can hold you back!"

The ferocious spirit in Zhou Sen's bones was aroused, and he secretly became cruel. His hands twisted wildly. Slowly, slowly, the huge head of the cow slowly became tilted, and the limbs of the cow began to tremble.

.

"Peng"

Push the mountain of gold and turn down the jade pillar.

The huge body of the cow was forcefully knocked down on the grass by Zhou Sen, causing dust to fill the sky.

After knocking down the cow, Zhou Sen jumped up and landed on the cow's neck. He wrapped his thick arms around the cow's neck, made a fist with one hand, and hit the cow's neck hard.
To be continued...