"That person seems..." Hu Xiaoxian was a little anxious when he saw Lei Jiujie about to let the thin man who used the stick to remove him. But the most anxious thing was Xu Ziling's side, but the blindfolded woman with Bai surnamed Bai chuckled and said: "This guy named Tian closed his eyes and was worried about him? As for the other person, what are you worried about him? You might as well worry about his opponent when you have time!"

Her words have not yet ended. The situation has changed again.

Lei Jiuzhi suddenly retreated and slid out of the attack range of the Eyebrow Stick. But before the opponent chased him, he immediately turned into the opponent's net halfway. The long stick passed under his arm and brought a large piece of clothes. However, Lei Jiuzhi's rushing forward did not diminish at all and rushed to the tall and thin man who was as stick as a human.

At this distance, even if the tall and thin man who made the stick had tens of millions of skills, he could not use it.

A stick is the power that can last for a long weapon to have a distance to exert its maximum power.

Lei Jiuzhi stood almost against the opponent's face, and he retreated, and he retreated like a shadow. What made the tall and thin man even more frightened was that Lei Jiuzhi actually closed his eyes but seemed to be able to see through any move, and any move that seemed to be able to see through his own tricks was revealed.

What kind of martial arts is this?

Is this human being or a ghost so weird?

Xu Ziling's attack on Cha Hai's face was still unchanged, and he even pressed his one-handed force on Cha Hai's head.

Jia Chong's iron marbles shining with black light made his hand spin a small and strange true cyclone seal appear. All the iron marbles were absorbed and then turned toward Cha Hai's body. Cha Hai made dozens of hits and twitched for a while. His hands were already hanging down like two dead snakes reprinted in this book before hitting Xu Ziling's ribs.

Jia Chong's fists were about to hit Xu Ziling's face and were very happy.

But what was faster than him was that one foot was heavily on his face and he had already stepped heavily on the bridge of his nose.

The bridge of the nose is like a thatched house and is subjected to a flood that collapses and collapses in an instant.

However, Jia Chong didn't have time to sense the pain or even fall off, and then he kicked his chest and abdomen hard. This time, he clearly felt that his inner organs were like thin ice under the legs and were melted into a ball and then turned into a surging wave. His throat couldn't gush in time.

He also felt his soul slipping away secretly between the gaps in the teeth.

The barbarian man combined his sword and killed Xu Ziling's back.

But what he killed was not the body.

But a knife.

I don't know when Xu Ziling waved his hand back and there was a knife in his hand. The knife was simple and solid and thick. The texture was ancient and faintly vague. This knife looked like an old man who was old in the sunset.

However, the sword energy was as powerful as the rising sun as the waterfall, as domineering as a tiger or lion.

The serrated knife touched the knife like thunder.

Sawtooth cracks.

After the strong man like a bull fought, he suddenly took a few steps back and fell to the ground like pushing a mountain of gold and jade pillars. He stretched out his huge arm and burst out countless blue veins to force him to support his body. The body that fell to the ground was deeply imprinted into the ground with a "boom" and only a little hand left behind. The body, which was stronger than the bull, also trembled continuously. Although it looked extremely painful, he still forced to straighten his waist.

He leaned on the ground with a knife and bent his knees and straightened his waist to support his spine, making a sound.

Blood gushed out of his throat like a fountain.

But the bull's eyes were dark red and glared angrily, forcibly fixed the pupils that kept rising and turning upwards to the front. The force was so strong that it almost opened the corners of the eyes.

Xu Ziling's knees were still flying against Cha Hai's front, and the knife in his hand was gone.

When he fell backflip, Cha Hai's body fell to the ground like a ball of mud, just by his face, no one could recognize who Cha Hai and Jia Chong because the faces of both of them were just a vomiting and bloody mess. There was no presence of any facial features or something like facial features on it except for the dirty, bloody and flesh.

"Su Chuo... Brother Jie Feng?" A scream rang out outside the door.

Then a man shaped like a Vajra hand like a palm fan separated and stepped forward to look at Xu Ziling for a long time before snorting coldly: "I don't know what to call this brother."

"I want to have a relationship with me?" Xu Ziling laughed and said, "If this Manniu who uses the sword is a 'outlaw', Su Chuo, the fool who died is Jie Feng, then that thin ghost is a 'Cowherd' Zhu Zhong, you should be a 'Herarch God', right? I heard that you have practiced the 'Horde of Refining Gang' with the outer skill of iron cloth shirts. I really want to see it."

"Brother Bao is a very strong person... his tricks are very weird... cough cough..." The magnificent swordsman struggled to stand and his whole body trembled, but his big hand holding the knife was still stable.

He actually slowly straightened his serrated knife towards Xu Ziling and wanted to fight again.

The thin man who made the stick stabbed the wall and flipped over the air. Finally, he got rid of the giddy and chasing Lei Jiufing.

"What are you doing?" Xu Zilingqi asked, "Why don't you kill him?"

"I only know how to kill people with light skills but my skills are ordinary." Lei Jiuzhi laughed and said, "But this guy stole a lot of fragments." He raised his hand and saw him holding a belt with a big bag of things and everything was messy. The thin man who made a stick fell down as soon as he landed the trousers and fell down. Waiting for him to hold Lei Jiuzhi in a mess, he had already shown his personal collection.

"This is **." Lei Jiuqi picked up a bottle and opened the lid and put it on his nose and sniffed it, then said with certainty: "Expired."

"This is a woman's bellyband." Lei Jiuqi took out another red thing and shook his head and said, "There is body odor."

"What is this?" Lei Jiuqi tossed and turned to look at the bag of mud-like things in his hand for a long time before he judged: "Rheumatism cream."

"I didn't expect that you have a lot of collections!" Lei Jiufly divided more than a dozen items like an expert and said at the end: "Although this Cowherd Zhupu is very famous, it seems that he is not in good health. You should pay attention to your health and not to over-indulge! You see, you are all so thin now. If you continue like this, you may..."

"I want to kill you." The Cowherd Zhu Kuo was so angry that his face turned blue and roared: "It must."

"Please take care of your pants first." Lei Jiuzhi laughed and said, "Don't worry about killing me. Pull your pants first and don't show the little bird and laugh at others' big teeth!"

"What nonsense to him!" Xu Ziling laughed and said, "Xiao Xian's masters have to greet them when they come here. Unfortunately, the white demon girl took action and didn't say hello and killed one in one go..."

"Are there three?" The masked woman named Bai smiled like a silver bell: "This brother on the ground wants someone to try his skills. He naturally tried it. Who knew that he was so bad? He thought he had a little ability and didn't know that it would be disappointing if he didn't mind that he would find another brother to try it out?"

"I mind." Xu Ziling snorted: "Don't get in the way of my interest."

"What a spicy method." The 'Herdes' Bao, who was like a Vajra's hand and a palm fan, said coldly: "This lady will definitely give a good reward in the future if she leaves the treasure king Liang."

"Your King Liang Xiao Xian is too fast to protect yourself, so where can you find trouble for others?" The masked woman surnamed Bai smiled and said, "I won't tell you either. In a while, you will be dead and you will be too lazy to tell a dead person!"

"I heard this sentence from the bottom of my heart after listening to you for a long time." Xu Ziling flew up and rushed towards Hercules Baoer like a flash of electricity.

The first thing to fight was the knife's serrated sword, which bloomed like a ferocious wolf's teeth, and it ate towards Xu Ziling's body fiercely. Then it was the fist that looked like a hammer of the King Kong. It rushed towards Xu Ziling's face like a thunderous pounding. Finally, the stick was like a poisonous dragon coming out of the hole and then scattering its teeth and claws, and then it first wanted to pierce the opponent through in one fell swoop.

"I'm not dead." Xu Ziling shouted lightly, with his ten fingers flashing, there was a small and strange true cyclone seal on each of them.

In the strange twist of the ten true cyclonic seals, the stick with eyebrows actually stagnated in the air. However, what is even more strange is that the stick with eyebrows was faster than the momentum. It turned from the tail end into a poisonous dragon and turned its teeth and claws toward its master's chest. Just as it attacked Xu Ziling before and returned in an instant.

The blindfolded woman with the surname Bai had a flash of divine light in her eyes and was very surprised.

"Blood Net." Xu Ziling's ribs seemed to grow two more arms. The two arms suddenly sprinkled a blood-red giant net at the serrated knife, covering the person behind the serrated knife like a ferocious wolf. The knife could rush forward wildly at the beginning, but after being pulled by the blood net, it became slower and slower. Finally, it was like a mountain behind him, three inches of Xu Ziling's face. It could no longer be inched.

The body of the desperate Su Chuo, like a bull, was trembling with his arms, whose veins were exposed, and his joints were quarreled. His feet were deeply trapped until he had no knees.

But the knife in his hand was as if it had been sealed by ten thousand years of ice.

Hercules Bao Rang's fist hit the thunderous force. In an instant, dozens of heavy punches drowned Xu Ziling and everyone was ecstatic when they saw it.

The sound of flesh in the fist was unexpected. There was no sound of a blow. Only the sound of wind breaking through the air with the fist was like thunder.

"Too slow." Xu Ziling was like a phantom wandering in his fist, but his voice was so clear that it was as cold as a blade in the sound of the thunder-like fist wind. The Hercules made the punches repeatedly but the fist fell, but Xu Ziling's body was almost motionless, but he happened to have just avoided it and could not touch it.

What is even more frightening is that Xu Ziling's upper body is swaying and avoiding Bao Rang's bang but is fighting back.

When Bao Rang was furious, his legs also countered like lightning and all of them fell. The blows took a long time before the sound of horses galloping between Bao Rang's chest and abdomen.

"Congratulations to Mr. Gong for his great success in martial arts." The masked woman surnamed Bai smiled like a bell and stretched out her jade hand and smiled and said: "I thought I was working hard but I didn't expect that Mr. Gong, who was chasing the little beauty all day, also worked so hard and did not forget to take the opportunity to practice martial arts. It shouldn't be said that taking the opportunity to combine the martial arts he learned secretly is really admirable!"

"Is he that person?" Hu Xiaoxian's beautiful eyes flashed with starlight and asked the masked daughter of Bai in a low voice, "Sister, is he really that person?"
Chapter completed!