"How's it going over there!"

Song Xiaowei shuttled quickly in the mountains and forests.

"This person is very cunning, always thinking of sneaking up on Ouyang Xiong, which makes me very passive. ”

The orange cat confronts the curly-haired man while summoning.

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon. ”

Song Xiaowei said.

"You've solved it over there?"

The orange cat asked curiously, as it sensed that the demonic power of the Soul Crossing was not consumed much.

"Well, the woman went on her own. ”

Song Xiaowei replied, at this time, there was a roar in front, the orange cat fought with the man again, Song Xiaowei accelerated again, and finally arrived at the battlefield, at this time, the ground was mixed with wood chips and sand and stones, and it was a mess.

A steel needle shot directly into the back of the curly-haired man's heart, he seemed to be aware of it, and turned around in time to avoid it, and when he saw Song Xiaowei's figure, his pupils constricted, and he was very surprised.

Da, Song Xiaowei landed on the ground and formed a bag with the orange cat, making the curly-haired man's abdomen and back hostile.

"Why is it you?"

The curly-haired man asked with a frown.

"Why can't it be me. ”

Song Xiaowei took out the red gold sword.

(Red Gold Sword?Could it be that he is a high-level hermitter??Senior sister has already been subdued?)

The curly-haired man began to panic a little, but when he saw the blue demonic power on Song Xiaowei's sword, he showed a puzzled look again, and his eyes looked between the orange cat and Song Xiaowei.

(He's not a high-level hidden hunter, he just borrowed the demonic power of this cat demon, what is the origin of this person and a demon?)

The curly-haired man began to be suspicious.

"Say!What did you do to my junior sister!?"

The curly-haired man held a blue-light axe and questioned Song Xiaowei.

"She's, she's been killed by me. ”

Song Xiaowei said it very casually, he wanted to use it to hit the psychology of the curly-haired man.

"Bah, you can kill her?"

The curly-haired man didn't seem to believe it.

"Fool yourself, or how do you think I got here?"

Song Xiaowei responded with a sneer.

"You're looking for death!"

The curly-haired man's eyelids jumped angrily, in this operation, if Liu Mei dies here and loses Ouyang Xiong again, then he will die if he goes back.

"What are you, I'll send you to hell right now!"

Song Xiaowei first threw out a few stitches, then rushed up with his sword and slashed towards the curly-haired man.

The curly-haired man's body is very flexible, easily avoiding the flying needle, and then using the blue light axe to resist Song Xiaowei's sword, although this person is thin but very powerful, as soon as he uses his strength, he will bounce Song Xiaowei away, but the orange cat is waiting for the opportunity to move, sending out a light blade to hit the back of the curly-haired man, the curly-haired man has to turn around and hit the green mang with an axe, breaking the blue light blade, Song Xiaowei then swung his sword to attack, the curly-haired man hurriedly dodged, but the dodge was not timely, and he was scratched by the sword on the shoulder.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, the orange cat took the opportunity to starve the tiger to eat, and the curly-haired man ignored the pain, and turned around to resist the tiger's claws with an axe, but the orange cat's steel whip-like tail was the main attack, and a tail hit the curly-haired man's waist directly, pumping him out.

Poof! The curly-haired man fell to the ground and clutched his chest and vomited blood, and his eyes as he looked at the approaching Song Xiaowei and the orange cat also had a deep sense of jealousy, but then there was a ferocity.

"Blood Spirit!"

The man hurriedly got up and tied up his horse, and then smeared the blood on the blue light axe, activating the blood spirit state.

"Up!"

Song Xiaowei and the orange cat attacked together, and the curly-haired man did not retreat but advanced, took the initiative to cater to it, and swept an axe to shoot out a dark green arc-shaped light blade, forcing Song Xiaowei and the orange cat to jump up to avoid its edge, the dark green light wave spread, directly cutting off a row of five or six trees, which shows that its power is huge.

"Axe Slash!"

Taking advantage of Song Xiaowei's jumping in the air, the curly-haired man with great momentum held an axe and slashed at Song Xiaowei, Song Xiaowei held the sword with both hands to block horizontally, but the axe was huge, and it shook Song Xiaowei away, and he took more than a dozen steps back after landing.

Whoosh! The orange cat landed on the ground and shot two powerful light blades at the curly-haired man, this time the curly-haired man did not dodge, and directly swung an axe to split in the face of the approaching light blade.

"With your strength, it is impossible to take down Liu Mei in the state of blood spirit. ”

Breaking the orange cat's attack, the curly-haired man looked at Song Xiaowei indifferently and said, at this time, he was even more curious in his heart, where Liu Mei was and why he didn't succeed in stopping Song Xiaowei.

"If you have a little advantage, you are arrogant, and you really think that I am a soft persimmon?"

Song Xiaowei also lost his temper and wanted to compete with the curly-haired man.

"If you can't use the power of the dragon, don't use it, the state of the blood spirit has a time limit, go around and see how he can toss. ”

At this time, the orange cat stopped Song Xiaowei, not wanting Song Xiaowei to use the power of the dragon that hurt his body.

Hearing this, Song Xiaowei also suppressed the anger in his heart, and thought about how to deal with the curly-haired man.

"What? Is this the end of it? Is that a fart for the cruel words you just made?"

Seeing that Song Xiaowei didn't show any skills that impressed him after spitting out wild words, the curly-haired man couldn't help but sneer.

"Killing chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife is enough to deal with you. ”

Song Xiaowei replied.

"If you are so fast, I will kill you today!"

The curly-haired man didn't want to ink anymore, and launched an attack with all his firepower, during which he sent light blades towards Ouyang Xiong's position from time to time, forcing the orange cat to be careful to protect Ouyang Xiong's side, while he could beat Song Xiaowei with all his strength.

The facts show that Song Xiaowei was indeed bullied more miserably, and his strength is still a little behind the curly-haired boy in the state of blood spirit, whether it is a light blade fight or a melee confrontation, Song Xiaowei has no advantage.

But what made the curly-haired man more and more depressed was that Song Xiaowei seemed to be like a Xiaoqiang who couldn't be killed, it was nothing to be shocked by the axe and retreat, and it was nothing to be kicked and hit the tree, except for some skin injuries, it was completely unaffected.

(Is it those golden lights? could it be some kind of defensive spirit treasure armor?)

The curly-haired man naturally noticed the faint golden light that appeared on Song Xiaowei's body when he was attacked, but he couldn't figure out what it was, and he didn't know it at all.

"Damn! you're pissing me off!"

Calling around, the curly-haired man was even more angry, although his sallow face couldn't see the doorway, but the body that began to shake constantly indicated that his blood spirit state was about to be exhausted.

At this time, he stopped his attack, took out a black tube from his arms, opened the black tube was an injection drug filled with purple liquid, and with the potion, he brushed a fierce color on his face, and then directly pierced his neck and injected the purple liquid into his body.

"What's that!"

Song Xiaowei watched curiously, and his intuition told him that it was not a good thing.

"Ah...... Ah!!h

After the injection, the curly-haired man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and trembled, as if he was enduring some unbearable pain, and then, he looked up to the sky and roared, and his body began to swell, as if he had been breathed, and directly broke his clothes, revealing a muscular body with bulging green tendons, and there was something squirming in the green tendons, which looked like it was not blood, but like a worm.