Xiahou Po Wuzun's triple strength, coupled with the increase in martial arts, the strength of each sword shadow has reached about nine thousand catties, such a powerful force, in front of the black wolf, there is no hindrance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I saw a wolf like a lightning bolt across the sky, a black figure, it was a black lightning.

The lightning pierced the sky, and in the shadow of the sword that burst like fire in the sky, it directly cut a path, and countless snowflakes were like summoned soldiers, concentrating towards the black lightning.

As the wolf rushed upward, the black lightning-like figure was wrapped in snowflakes, and finally turned completely white.

Under the white snowflakes was the vicious killing intent of the evil wolf, which was like a white arrow, breaking through the intense flames and stabbing straight into Xiahou Po's chest.

Xiahou Po didn't expect his most powerful killing move, not only did he not have a way to repel the evil wolf, but he couldn't even do enough to stop it from rushing towards him.

He was angry in his heart, and the pride in his bones made him give up and decide to give it a go, even if it was a defeat.

So he put his sword in front of his chest, took a heavy breath, and his anger made his sea of qi begin to churn, and the angry waves covered the sea of qi, and the vitality contained in it gushed out wildly, rushing towards Xiahou Po's meridians.

With the influx of vitality, the six meridians in the body began to surge, and the blue light around the body was great, and the powerful vitality merged into the long sword, like the rivers and lakes and the sea that burst the embankment.

The sound of the sword shook the sky, and the long sword moved, and the sword shadow that fell like rain seemed to be a whirlpool, and the center of the whirlpool was where Xiahou Po was.

Xiahou Po used the kung fu at the bottom of the box, the peak martial art of the sixth order, 'Heavenly Fire Liaoyuan'.

Since it is a sixth-order peak martial art, for Xiahou Po, whose strength has not yet reached the peak of martial arts, it is of course reluctant to use such a move, and in a life-and-death battle, it is desperate to reluctantly use such a move.

A sword comes out, like a fire falling from the sky!

With a loud bang, the strong and violent air current, in the high-speed operation, burned into a scorching fire, the fire melted the ice and snow wrapped around the wolf in an instant, and the ice and snow turned into water vapor, and the water vapor turned into mist.

The mist spread out in the strong wind, filling the surroundings, the sword light became blurred in the mist, and the evil wolf that had just bared its fangs also lost its figure in the mist.

The five disciples who were originally going to help were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of a thick fog. Affected by the dense fog, there was also Xiahou Po, who lost the figure of the evil wolf, which made him a little confused.

But is the wolf also affected by the thick fog? With a keen sense of smell, the wolf is still as fast as the wind.

The blue light in the dense fog suddenly exploded, and after a thunderous loud noise, it was dispersed and turned into specks of light, like fallen leaves flying in the sky after autumn, full of a sense of decay and ruin.

After the move 'Heavenly Fire Burning Plains' was avoided by the evil wolf and dodged with an agile posture, Xiahou Po was basically in a situation of being beaten, and in the short confrontation, although he had done his best, his shoulders and back had been injured.

There was another wolf howl in the thick fog, and the wolf howl was bright and sharp, like a sharp blade, piercing Xiahou Po's heart, announcing that his death was approaching.

The evil wolf pounced, and the sharp claws drew several cold rays in front of Xiahou Po's body, Xiahou Po raised his sword and cut horizontally, and then stabbed the sword, desperately stabbing the vital point of the evil wolf before he died, and fighting for the chance of survival for the junior brothers.

The blue light appeared and disappeared from time to time in the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, the sword intent and the claws were entangled in it, a few back and forth, the evil wolf clawed and smashed Xiahou's broken right shoulder bone, and the long sword also pierced into the right front leg of the evil wolf as he wished.

The evil wolf was injured, and he was ruthless, and with a lift of his right foot, he was ready to sweep away with his claws and smash Xiahou's broken head.

Xiahou Po sighed secretly: "Junior brothers, I have done my best!

Suddenly, a cloud of blue light in the yellow knife intent, like a mountain and sea cracking, from the bushes not far away, with the most violent momentum, rushed towards the evil wolf.

Just when the claws of the evil wolf were not at a short distance from Xiahou's broken head, the cold light of the sword shadow, which was full of killing intent like a mountain and a sea, happened to fall on the evil wolf's body.

The evil wolf didn't notice that someone had been secretly staring at him, and of course he couldn't have expected that at such a moment, someone could make such a precise move through the thick white mist, and the move would be so violent.

The person who made this move, of course, was Wu Ming, who had been lurking in secret, and the time he chose to make a move was just the moment when the two sides would be separated.

As soon as he made a move, the first three styles of the 'Slaughter Knife Method' were used in succession, and the effect of the mutual gain of the three sword techniques was borrowed, and the power was raised to its peak.

A wail was the scream of the evil wolf, and all the sword intent and cold light fell on it, and in an instant, it seemed to fall into the sea of blood, and was pressed under the corpse mountain, and the fierce killing intent directly blasted it thousands of kilometers away, and the trees where it passed were all broken, leaving wide marks on the snow.

The mist was blown away by the wind in the strength of the violent sword shadow, and Xiahou Po, who was already desperate, did not expect to be able to survive in a desperate situation, he was stunned in place, saw the face of the comer, and said very happily: "Senior Brother Wu Ming, you are really timely!"

Wu Mingbao put his knife into the sheath, and the original murderous aura on his face disappeared, and he put on a playful face and said, "Senior Brother Xiahou, why are you looking at me with such eyes? I don't like men, and they are old men." ”

Xia Hou broke the words of gratitude, and suddenly didn't know how to say it, his face became a little overwhelmed, he wanted to be angry but seemed to be a little gracious, and he couldn't laugh because of the pain all over his body.

Looking at the shaky Xiahou Po, Wu Ming ran over, hugged him, and took out two third-order blood coagulation pills from his body, which were already the best healing medicine Wu Ming carried.

Wu Ming sent the pill to Xiahou Po, and Xiahou Po asked with doubts in his eyes, "What is this?"

"This is poison, as revenge for your revenge on me that day. ”

Xiahou Po hurriedly explained: "Senior Brother Wu Ming, I didn't doubt what you meant. After that, swallow the pill immediately.

The effect of the pill was very fast, the blood flowing from the wound was quickly stopped, and the injury was controlled, but with Xiahou Po's state at this time, he basically had no combat effectiveness.

The other five people came to Wu Ming's side at this time, and after they inspected Xiahou Po's injuries, they all felt that Xiahou Po's injuries were too serious and should return to the mountain gate.

Xiahou Po was a little unwilling, he asked Wu Ming, "Senior Brother Wu Ming, do you still want pills?"

Wu Ming glanced at him and said, "Senior brother, when you are a junior brother, I sell medicine?"

Suddenly, a wolf howl came out from the pile of broken trees, making Xia Houpo, who was relaxed, look as cold as frost.