Chapter 360: Desperate Situation
"Are you alright?" Ye Wuming said urgently.
A little under his feet, he hugged Zhang Xiaohao's body that flew upside down in his arms.
"I'm fine! Zhang Xiaohao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.
"Hey, you're not dead?hmm, what's the matter with the black light on your body?tell the old man, what kind of body refining method are you cultivating?" said Hui Zhen with a frown.
"Does the dead bald donkey want to know? Lao Tzu just won't tell you!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
With a flip of the palm of his hand, he took out a set of silver needles.
With a cold glint in his eyes, he held six silver needles and inserted them into the six big points on his chest like lightning.
"Hmm!"
Retrograde 12 needles against the sky, and six needles at one time.
With a strong counter-devouring force, Zhang Xiaohao, who was in pain, snorted, and the green tendons on his face burst out, condensing into a straight line.
It can be seen how painful it is to use six silver needles at one time!
"Don't say yes, do you? Wait for the old man to take you down, and there is a way to torture you out of your mouth. Hui Zhen said fiercely.
"Are you the only one to die a bald donkey, you are not qualified enough!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
In his left hand, he held the Fish Intestine Sword, and in his right hand, he held the Xingtian Battle Axe.
"Heaven and earth thunder come to me!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
A little under his feet, lightning rushed towards it.
Boom Boom Boom ......
The thunder of heaven and earth roaring above the sky, feeling that someone was trying to challenge his authority, was angry at the moment.
Countless thunderbolts as thick as a baby's arm slammed into Zhang Xiaohao.
Poof!
Even though he performed the twelve needles against the sky retrograde, under the piercing body of the six silver needles, Zhang Xiaohao's cultivation doubled.
But under the bombardment of these violent thunders, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.
"Don't!" Seeing this scene, Ye Wuming shouted anxiously.
Zhang Xiaohao's eyes shrank, and his face was firm.
With great perseverance, he endured the bombardment of the thunder of heaven and earth, and frantically operated the second layer of the Huangquan Demon God Body.
Holding the Fish Intestine Sword in one hand, under the condensation of his strong soul power, these violent thunderbolts were briefly condensed into a thunder whip.
"Die, old bald donkey!"
As he spoke, the thunder whip in his left hand and the battle axe in his right hand were the strongest attack state of Zhang Xiaohao at the moment.
Domineering towards the Hui Zhen of the Great Light Temple.
"Hmph, carving insect skills, under the old King Kong's incorruptible magic skills, everything is in vain!" Hui Zhen sneered.
Click!
The clothes on his body were shattered, and his face was fierce.
Two hot golden fists, with the power to destroy everything, slammed into the sky.
"Die bald donkey, die!" Ye Wuming roared angrily.
Majestic demonic energy erupted from the body.
A pair of jade hands, with a pair of gloves as thin as Zen wings.
At his feet, a big black terrifying palm slapped towards Hui Zhen domineeringly.
"Seeing her little lover being bullied, can't the little girl stand it?" a strange laugh rang out.
The ugly old woman brushed it and appeared in front of Ye Wuming.
With a flick of the dry palm, a huge palm force directly broke Ye Wuming's attack.
"Hand over the inheritance in the ruins, and the old body will give you a good time! Otherwise, the old body will take you down later, and he won't mind ruining your beautiful and charming face first! The ugly old woman sneered.
"Bold!" Ye Wuming snorted coldly.
A kingly majesty emanated from his body.
At this moment, she was like a king on high.
"This palace ordered you to kill this dead bald donkey!" Ye Wuming said coldly.
"A stinky girl with a milky smell and dry smell, do you still want to order the old body? It's just ridiculous! Since you don't cooperate, the old body can only take it by yourself. The ugly old woman sneered.
A little under his feet, a majestic demonic qi emanated from his body, instantly enveloping Ye Wuming.
"Nine Yin Refining Demon Claws!" the ugly old woman roared.
The claws waved, the cold light flickered, and with a fierce and ferocious wind, it grabbed Ye Wuming's head domineeringly.
"I dare to be presumptuous in front of this palace!" Ye Wuming snorted coldly.
"Demon God Finger!"
The void flickered, and a huge demon god's finger slammed into the sky with domineering and fierce claws.
Poof!
Ye Wuming's heart was sweet, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his delicate body was like a kite with a broken string, flying out directly upside down and falling to the ground fiercely.
"What a powerful Demon God Finger! But they're all old now. The ugly old woman said as she looked at her bloody palm.
A little under his feet, a huge claw, grabbed towards Ye Wuming's face door.
"Dead bald donkey, get out of Lao Tzu!" Zhang Xiaohao saw this scene and roared.
Fiercely wielding the thunder whip and the torture tomahawk, he whipped at the old bald donkey.
Bang!
The old bald donkey is worthy of being a powerful man in the wheel palace realm, and he was born into a famous family.
King Kong is not bad, and the magic skill is running to the extreme, and the domineering punch blasted Zhang Xiaohao out.
Poof!
Zhang Xiaohao's heart was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood again.
Forcibly endured the body that was about to fall apart, shook the axe in his hand, and slashed towards the ugly old woman.
"Hmph! Break the old body!" the ugly old woman sneered.
The claws of the hand slapped out domineeringly, knocking the Xingtian battle axe out of the air.
Phew!
When the Xingtian Battle Ax flew out upside down, the minute time had already arrived, and it turned into a line of blood and actively dissipated, turning back into Zhang Xiaohao's body.
"Die, little slut!" the ugly old woman snorted coldly.
The claws gripped Ye Nameless's head fiercely again.
Phew!
Seeing that the ugly old woman's sharp hands and claws were about to grasp Ye Wuming's front door, Zhang Xiaohao stepped on twelve steps, and his figure flashed quickly, blocking Ye Wuming's body.
The back was on this claw, the flesh and blood were blurred, holding Ye Wuming's body, and he was directly shocked out.
"You, why did you save me?" Ye Wuming said in a lost voice.
Zhang Xiaohao endured his body that was about to fall apart, and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with difficulty.
Facing her eyes, he said seriously: "Because you are the woman I kissed! No matter who wants to hurt you, unless you step over my corpse!"
"You, you're so stupid!" Ye Wuming said.
"Silly? I think it's worth it. Zhang Xiaohao said.
With his hands on the ground, he struggled to get up from the ground.
"Stinky boy hand over the inheritance, the old body will give you a good time!" said the ugly old body.
"Amitabha! The little benefactor should stop being obsessed with it! The Buddha said that only by letting go can we be liberated. Leave your inheritance and all the treasures on your body to the old man, and help you ascend to the Western Elysium, so that you can shine in the glory of the Buddha!"
"Haha! Dead eight women, dead bald donkeys! You two adulterers and silver women, do you really think that you will eat Lao Tzu? It's just ridiculous!" Zhang Xiaohao looked up to the sky and laughed.
Scenes from the past appeared in front of me.
The bits and pieces with the master on the mountain, the picture of living with Cheng Tianxue's family, and the strong brotherhood abroad!!
"If there is an afterlife, may we still be together!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
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(End of chapter)