Zhao Zhiwei's legs are thick, and the strength he can burst out has also increased greatly, and he is dozens of zhang in one step, and his speed is soaring, like a giant on a rampage.

"Want to run?"

A fierce and fierce light flashed in Han Qingcheng's beautiful eyes, his hands pinched the trick, and the two strands of white silk in front of his forehead grew wildly, and they shot away in a hurry.

Even if Zhao Zhiwei's speed is fast, it is not as fast as the speed of two wisps of white silk rushing out, and the distance between the two is getting shorter and shorter, Zhao Zhiwei is horrified, and he hates less when his legs are used, only hating why he didn't grow two more legs in the first place, and frantically urging the magic power in his body, in order to speed up a little faster, and get rid of the stalking of this crazy woman.

"Bang bang!!"

Two slight voices sounded, but two strands of hair had already caught up with Zhao Zhiwei and shot on his body, the white silk was as tough as steel wire, winding up and tying a dead knot.

"What?"

Zhao Zhiwei was frightened, and his hand was like a palm knife, and he slashed it fiercely, wanting to cut off the two white threads that followed him.

"Zheng!!"

The palm knife was sharp, and it slashed down on the white silk, making a clanging sound, but the white silk only shook slightly, and there was no sign of breaking at all.

"Huh. ”

Han Qingcheng chuckled, these two strands of white silk were her strongest forehead hair, how could they be cut off so easily?

"Woohoo!!"

After the last syllable in his mouth fell, the two strands of white silk began to shorten sharply, constantly pulling Han Qingcheng and Zhao Zhiwei closer to each other, and the distance between the two was shortening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it. ”

Zhao Zhiwei scolded angrily, trying his best to break free from the shackles of the white silk and run forward desperately, but the white silk was as strong as iron and tough as steel, and he was not moved at all.

"Puff Puff !!"

The dust under his feet was flying, constantly being raised, and he had been kicked out of a big pit, but Zhao Zhiwei had been standing still and had not advanced a little.

"Fool, die!"

A cold voice sounded behind him, the long sword cut through the sky, the clanging continued, and the fierce killing machine was permeated.

"You want me to die? You're still a little tender. ”

Zhao Zhiwei yelled frantically, his qi was locked, his pores were tightened by the fierce killing intent, the other party had already caught up, and there was no way to avoid it, he was already in a desperate situation, either she died, or I could only die.

It is impossible to die, then you can only fight hard. The demon blood in Zhao Zhiwei's body burned wildly, and a pair of iron palms continued to expand, like two thick shields, exuding scarlet light.

"Heavenly Demon Thunderbolt Palm!"

Zhao Zhiwei's arms were knotted, his reflexive palms were clapped in the air, the magic sound was whistling, and the thunderclap sounded.

"Zheng !!"

The long sword is like a waterfall, and the sword light flickers, like a shadow, pouring down. The palms are like thunderbolts, roaring constantly, everywhere, and the afterimages are bursting.

"Bang bang bang!"

The long sword stabbed into both palms, bursting out with sparks, but it was never able to break through the defenses of a pair of meat shields.

Although Han Chengcheng's strength has grown greatly after being stimulated by Mao Yutang's death, Zhao Zhiwei has burned the demon blood in his body, which can be said to have overdrawn his life potential, and seeking a short-term explosion is not so easy to clean up.

Suddenly, the two were in a brief stalemate.

"Damn, you have to find a way to get out. ”

Zhao Zhiwei has thief eyebrows and rat eyes, a pair of small mung bean-like eyes are dripping around, looking for a way to get out.

He burned the demonic blood to have such a stalemate, but this situation was obviously not beneficial to him, and the more he delayed, the greater his consumption became. In the end, you can only be caught.

If it sounds good, he is resisting stubbornly, and if it is unpleasant, he is just drinking to quench his thirst. In the end, it is difficult to escape the word "death".

"Bang bang bang!!"

Han Qingcheng cooperated with three thousand white silks, and the offensive was unparalleled, and the long sword slashed horizontally and vertically, which formed a great pressure on Zhao Zhiwei.

Zhao Zhiwei borrowed a pair of huge meat shields, but he could also support it, and he fought and retreated.

"Whew, whew. ”

Han Tingcheng gasped, his white forehead exuding a radiant glow, and beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks.

Obviously, after a long time of attack, and the continuous battle, Han Chengcheng also consumed a lot, and some of his strength was not able to catch it.

"Hehe, I said, it's almost over, why bother so hard, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future. ”

Zhao Zhiwei clapped his hands to block a sword stabbed by Han Tingcheng, endured the discomfort of emptiness in his body, hooked up with the magic sound, and said with a smile, wanting to trick Han Tingcheng into letting him go.

He has also reached the limit, if he doesn't leave, the demon blood will be burned out, and the peak state will decline, and he will not be the opponent of this crazy woman.

"Huh!"

Han Tingcheng sneered disdainfully, "You dog, you are also worthy of being a human?"

"You ......"

Hearing Han Tingcheng's words in the face, Zhao Zhiwei was annoyed, and his palms overlapped, like a downpour falling, and he attacked Han Tingcheng with great momentum.

"Hehe, it's good to come. ”

Seeing that the other party dared to take the initiative to attack, Han Tingcheng did not dodge, the long sword held the sword flower in the air, and the wrist exerted force, and the long sword fell like a waterfall, drawing a little starlight, and the thorn fell.

"In the name of my heavenly demons, summon the power of thunderbolt and thunder, turn it into my use, and melt it into my palm. ”

Zhao Zhiwei drank, there were bursts of thunder in the sky, and a bucket-thick thunderbolt fell, falling on his broad palms, and the crackling arc flickered.

"Go!"

The mouth was lightly surprised, the palms were overlapped, and the palm prints containing the power of thunder were photographed.

"Drink!"

The other party was menacing, Han Qingcheng snorted lightly, not daring to be careless, concentrating on a pair, three thousand white hairs fluttering, and vines on the ground drilled out, breaking through the air, wrapping around her body, forming a vine robe.

Vines and trees have a certain lightning protection effect, so be prepared.

There was also a little bit of green light on the long sword, protecting the sword body, and the latter sword slashed out.

"Crackling!"

As soon as the menacing palm print touched the long sword, it exploded violently, and the arc crackled and flickered, forming a dense thunder power grid that enveloped Han Chengcheng.

"Hehe, if you want my life, you're still a little tender. ”

Zhao Zhiwei saw that a palm was effective, and a smug smile appeared on his face, he didn't want to fight hard with this crazy woman, how to escape his life is the right thing, at this time, he was trapped by the thunder power grid, and he couldn't get out of the trap for a while, he had enough time to escape.

When the time comes, the sky is high and the birds will fly, the sea will be wide and the fish will leap, the Tianxuan Continent is so big, if he wants to hide and hide, the other party will not be able to find out of him no matter what.

"Don't run if you have the ability. ”

Han Qingcheng knew that he was scheming, and he waved his long sword, but he couldn't break through the dense thunder power grid for a while.

"Hehe, don't run if you have the ability? Then you have the ability to chase me. Hahaha, fools don't run. ”

Zhao Zhiwei laughed, no longer delayed time, used his body, and fled towards the forest in the distance.

"Whew!!"

There was a sound of breaking wind, and Zhao Zhiwei hurriedly turned around to dodge.

"Boom!!"

The giant axe smashed to the ground, blasting out a huge deep pit, and a figure like an iron tower descended from the sky, standing on the handle of the axe, standing proudly.

"You're a fucking ghost. ”

Zhao Zhiwei almost collapsed, and couldn't help scolding, he finally trapped the crazy woman, he never thought that there would be another roadblock, the accident always came so fast, and it didn't make people run for their lives.

"Hehe, the demon cultivator of the dog day, offended me Yanzhou, and everyone was punished. ”

Lin Yuan clasped his hands to his chest, and two rays of hatred burst out of his reddened eyes.

If it weren't for the Demon Cultivators, how could his master have fallen?Although he didn't know who killed Mao Yutang, Lin Yuan obviously pressed his hatred on all the Demon Cultivators.

In the future, whenever he encounters a demon cultivator, he will kill him to comfort the spirit of Mao Yutang in the sky.

"Ahem!"

Zhao Zhiwei coughed lightly, the demon blood in his body burned out, and the previous move of the Thunderbolt Thunder Palm had consumed all his magic power.

At this time, his body was empty, and he no longer had the strength to resist.

"Let me live, this is for you, this is my life's savings, and the wealth in it is enough for you to squander for several lifetimes. ”

Zhao Zhiwei hurriedly took off the storage ring on his finger, held it in the air, and begged for mercy in a low voice, in his heart, the desire for life made him not reach the last desperate situation, and still had a glimmer of hope.

"I slaughtered you, isn't it still mine?"

Lin Yuan jumped down from the handle of the axe, looked at Zhao Zhiwei opposite with an idiotic gaze, stretched out his hand and pulled out the Open Heaven Axe embedded in the ground, carried it on his shoulder, and walked towards Zhao Zhiwei step by step, he didn't want to waste any extra time, he wanted to solve him.

"No, no!!"

Zhao Zhiwei kept retreating, tripped over the sand and gravel on the ground, didn't step on it steadily, and fell to the ground with a "poof".

He didn't want to die, and he panicked inexplicably, so he used his hands and feet together, and crawled backwards, trying to stay away from this hateful executioner.

Only enough distance can give him a little pitiful security.

"Stop, stop, if you take one more step, I'll destroy the storage ring, and you won't be able to get it. ”

Zhao Zhiwei shouted frantically, the shadow of death loomed over him, and the huge pressure made him collapse, and he could only hope that the other party would be interested in his lifelong accumulation, so as to bypass his life.

"Hehe, whatever, I don't care. ”

Lin Yuan sneered, he really didn't look down on this demonic cultivation thing, not to mention that the currency of Yanzhou and Demon Prefecture was not universal, even if it was a treasure inside, it must be used for cultivating demonic skills, and it would be of little use to him as a simple warrior.

With such a chicken thing, it is a fool's dream to want him to give up the hatred in his heart. I have to say that sometimes, this demon cultivator is really stupid and naïve.

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