But suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared behind him, like a poisonous snake, and suddenly attacked!

It's very fast and has extremely tricky angles.

Because of the wind and sand, the howling wind also covered up too many sounds. Zhou Jian's five senses were greatly affected, and he did not react at the first time.

"Your Majesty, be careful!!" A rescued Qingtian Guard happened to see it, roared, and stood sideways in front of Zhou Jian without hesitation.

Bang!

The sharp golden pestle hit his chest hard, and a blood hole suddenly appeared, extremely terrifying.

Zhou Jian turned around and happened to see this scene, and his eyes suddenly turned red!

"Your Majesty, go quickly, don't worry about me!" The Qingtianwei vomited blood, and was extremely loyal and righteous, and hugged Huba's thighs tightly.

"Get out!" Hu Ba kicked him away, gliding for several meters, life and death unknown.

"Bastard!" Zhou Jian roared angrily, his eyes were about to break, and he was completely angry, his eyes were blood red.

He rushed like a tiger going down the mountain, unable to defend himself, and instantly hugged Hu Ba to the ground. Then the two rolled in the sand and dust. The monks around him were holding a scimitar but did not dare to attack, for fear of cutting the wrong person.

"Little beast, go to die!" Hu Ba roared angrily, and a golden pestle hit Zhou Jian fiercely.

Now that the matter is coming, he no longer dares to pursue survival, because the sandstorm is getting closer and closer, and the whole world is shrouded in.

Bang!

Zhou Jian grabbed his wrist with one hand, and the powerful force made him not exhausted at all. Then another fist hit his forehead hard, exerting all his strength.

Boom! Scream...

Huba's teeth broke directly, and he let out a wail, and was angry: "Ah!"

"Old Zazi, if you don't kill you, it will be impossible to relieve my hatred!" Zhou Jian was furious and rode on his body, locking his limbs, and his fists smashed down like a storm.

Hu Ba kept screaming, his face was smashed instantly, and he asked for help: "Come on, come on!"

Immediately afterwards, a scimitar was cut down. Although Zhou Jian tried his best to avoid it, a hole was still cut in his back. With a puff, the severe pain almost made him faint!

Taking advantage of this gap, Hu Ba broke free. His nose and face were swollen, and his mouth was bleeding. He was very embarrassed and roared with resentment: "Do you die for me!"

He lifted the golden pestle and smashed it. Zhou Jian was injured and had nowhere to hide.

"Your Majesty!" Master Ku came over stepping on the monk's head, but it was too late.

At the critical moment, the golden pestle was about to hit Zhou Jian's forehead. At that moment, his hair was standing upside down, and his conditioned neck tilted.

Bang!

The golden pestle wiped his ears, slashed his skin, and smashed it into the sand and dust. If it hits, it will take half of its life if it doesn't die.

"Ah!" Hu Ba roared angrily, and the second shot came immediately, but suddenly, Zhou Jian's hand touched a broken blade on the ground.

His eyes sterned, he clenched without hesitation, and then quickly swept up, revealing his sharpness.

puff!

The broken blade slashed Hu Ba's right face first, from his forehead to his cheekbones, and cut through one eye, and blood immediately splattered.

"Ah!!" Huba screamed and the golden pestle fell to the ground.

"Get out!" Zhou Jian roared and kicked the person away, just about to step forward to kill his life, but suddenly, a bang!
Chapter completed!