The gap in cultivation does not mean the gap in real strength, and then, Wang Xiaochuan told Zhao Yu this truth with practical actions.

In the face of Zhao Yu's strength exhaled with the help of three wolf heads, Wang Xiaochuan did not dodge or dodge, but just responded with a thunderous palm.

The white qi Changhong collided on the golden light palm, and then a scene that made Zhao Yu stunned happened, the qi Changhong that he exhaled with all his strength didn't even hold it for a second, and in an instant, it was scattered by the light palm.

The next moment, the exact same scene as before appeared, this time, it was a wolf head on Zhao Yu's chest that was blown up by a bare palm, and along with the scattered flesh and blood, Zhao Yu was also beaten again.

Getting up from the ground again in embarrassment, Zhao Yu generally recovered from his injuries, and he still had the strength to speak for himself.

"Wang Xiaochuan, I'm immortal, you can't kill me!"

When Wang Xiaochuan heard this, he laughed: "Can't be killed? You just rely on the healing ability of your demon wolf, and you dare to say that you are not dead, which really makes people laugh out of their big teeth." ”

After laughing, Wang Xiaochuan turned around and slapped one thunderous palm after another, and the Dao palm print with rolling thunder smashed towards Zhao Yu, who had not fully recovered.

After suffering two losses, Zhao Yu no longer dared to fight hard with this palm print, Wang Xiaochuan's trick was too weird in his opinion, such a powerful trick, why had he never heard of it outside?

It's just that Zhao Yu didn't want to touch it, but his injured body didn't even give him a chance to dodge.

One, two, three, Wang Xiaochuan's five thunderous palms this time finally hit Zhao Yu, making Zhao Yu and the wolf head on his chest let out a terrible scream in unison.

Seeing that Zhao Yu had completely fallen behind, Wang Xiaochuan also began to think in his heart, how to get the antidote of the Heart Devouring Gu intact from his hands.

While continuing to suppress Zhao Yu, Wang Xiaochuan also made a plan in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yu, who was beaten to the ground on the opposite side and had no power to fight back, noticed for a moment that there seemed to be a flash of red light in Wang Xiaochuan's eyes.

However, this red light came and disappeared quickly, and when Zhao Yu came back to his senses, it had already disappeared.

And Zhao Yu because there is another one

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The palm slapped at him, so he quickly forgot about it.

And in front of the overwhelming power of the Thunder Palm, Zhao Yu's screams became lower and lower, and finally almost turned into a mess of mud, lying on the grass covered in scars, gasping for breath.

Moreover, not long after this, Zhao Yu suddenly vomited on the ground.

But it's not that Zhao Yu ate the wrong thing, but for another reason.

At the same time that Zhao Yu vomited, Wang Xiaochuan saw that his body muscles were gradually returning to their original shape, and his body was gradually returning to its original size.

And the three wolf heads on his chest seemed to be retracted into his body, getting smaller and smaller until they disappeared.

A moment later, Zhao Yu, who was originally just vomiting sour water, suddenly spit out a large cloud of black mist, which finally condensed in front of him and turned into the three-headed demon wolf.

"That's really the case......" Wang Xiaochuan let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"You can't live by doing your own evil, your self-righteous recovery ability is actually the weakness of your fusion technique, the recovery ability of the three-headed demon wolf is not endless, you have overused its recovery ability, and it has weakened the three-headed demon wolf to the extreme. Zhao Yu, admit defeat, hand over the antidote, I can give you a good time!"

"Fart!" Zhao Yu took a mouthful of saliva, and was about to open his mouth to scold, but suddenly found that there was another golden palm print flying towards him in front of him.

has lifted the state of fusion, Zhao Yu knows that if he is hit by this palm, he will have to shed his skin even if he is not dead.

In a hurry, Zhao Yu didn't have time to think about it, so he grabbed the three-headed demon wolf on the ground that was already unable to move, and used all his strength to block it in front of him.

"Bang!"

The golden palm print hit the demon wolf, and it was immediately beaten into meat sauce, and even the bones and even the heart were burst. This time, the three-headed demon wolf, who was already dying, finally swallowed his last breath, even if it was a strong recovery ability, in the face of repeated fatal injuries, it finally lost its effect.

However, the irony is that these three demon wolves suffered so badly for Zhao Yu that they could not recover from their injuries, but in the end, Zhao Yu used it as a cushion and a meat shield, allowing it to die instead of himself.

Maybe it's because of unwillingness, dying

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Before, the three heads of the three-headed demon wolf used their last strength and turned their heads to look at Zhao Yu, and the three heads all shot out an unforgettable resentful gaze, making Zhao Yu ashamed and embarrassed, and he didn't dare to look directly at him.

Eventually, the three-headed demon wolf took its last breath.

His demon beast died, but Zhao Yu didn't have time to be sad at all, because Wang Xiaochuan on the opposite side had already put on a posture, as if he wanted to wave his palm again.

This time there were no three demon wolves, Zhao Yu didn't think he could press this palm, and in a hurry, he almost hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "Slow, slow!"

After setting up a posture, Wang Xiaochuan, who was about to make a palm, saw this and stopped his movements for the time being.

Seeing that he stopped, Zhao Yu didn't talk nonsense, but put his hand into his mouth, and then took out a sealed small bag from it. The bag was half the size of a fist, and I don't know how he had kept it in his mouth before.

"Wang Xiaochuan, you can't kill me! This is the antidote to the Heart Devouring Gu! If you don't plan to save that woman, you can try it, as long as you do it, I will destroy the antidote immediately!"

While speaking, Zhao Yu was afraid that Wang Xiaochuan would not believe it, so he pinched the bag in his hand, as if as long as he used force, he might destroy the contents of the bag.

What surprised Zhao Yu was that in the face of his threat, Wang Xiaochuan just smiled and said, "You want to destroy the antidote? ”

Zhao Yu's face changed wildly, he didn't expect Wang Xiaochuan to care about the antidote at all.

No, he must have pretended!

Zhao Yu didn't believe that Wang Xiaochuan would turn a blind eye to Jiang Liuying's life and death, and he didn't think that they had already saved people.

The Heart Devouring Gu is a kind of Gu worm created by Miao Jiang cultivators, and it is impossible to cure people without an antidote, even if Wang Xiaochuan's medical skills are superb, so he judged that Wang Xiaochuan must be pretending.

It's just that he never thought that Wang Xiaochuan in front of him really started to use his true qi again, and he looked like he was going to perform Fang Cai's terrifying stunt again.

Seeing the thundercloud overhead making a comeback, and the thunder god rolling in his ears, Zhao Yu's forehead suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and now, he couldn't tell whether Wang Xiaochuan on the other side was bluffing, or did he really plan to ignore the woman's life and death?

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