Your grandmother's, the tiger is not powerful, when I am a sick cat? Zhang Han sneered in his heart, laughed for a long time, turned into a gas, and rose up like a snake, swept between the gaps between the two invisible mountains, and turned upside down to the sky. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boom", the mountains resonate, and the sky is deterred.

Zhang Han took advantage of the situation and went straight down, and the hidden demon magic turned around between the two invisible mountains like lightning, approaching Murong Qi like a long smoke, his fingertips turned into a sharp sword, and a sword went straight to his face.

Murong Qi smiled slightly, his figure retreated, his hands returned to the front of his body, the invisible mountains disappeared, and a thick wall of qi rose up, blocking the tip of the sword from his body.

After the lotus flower was born, Zhang Han's body already had a sense of rebirth, and the Yi Jin weapon technique naturally rose with the tide, and the blade turned into was much tougher and sharper than before, and the tip of the sword pierced the qi wall, faintly having the feeling of being able to penetrate. Zhang Han simply gritted his teeth and drank, the tip of the sword was transformed into a three-edged spear tip, and the demonic power of the whole body was concentrated at one point, and he rushed forward.

With a "wave", the invisible qi wall was pierced by a shot, and the castration did not decrease, and it went straight to the throat of the opponent like a rainbow.

Murong Qi was terrified, his head was tilted, and the tip of the spear swept between his shoulder blades, tearing his clothes.

Murong Qi's face turned red, obviously angry, his chest guards turned their palms and pushed, and the qi wall turned into a rushing wave, rolling Zhang Han up like a dead leaf, and the rest of the offensive was all in vain, countless surging evil waves and undercurrents were staggered and horizontal, forming whirlpools of different sizes around Zhang Han, rolling him up more than ten zhang at once, and being played around in mid-air like a defeat, up and down, left and right.

Zhang Han had nowhere to borrow strength, but he still refused to show weakness, and in the process of flying upside down, he kept waiting for opportunities to counterattack, and the magic of breathing took countless gravel and rocks and dead branches and leaves from the surrounding apricot blossom forest, and rained down to attack the opponent.

But Murong Qi seemed to have an invulnerable force field around him at the same time with a push of both hands, and as soon as the raindrops of gravel and dead branches touched the edge of the force field, they immediately shattered into powder.

Zhang Han said in his heart, damn, this "dragon and tiger like Zen Dao" is really extraordinary, attacking and defending, and the power is still so powerful.

What's even more bizarre is that under the remote control of Murong Qi's palms, in the rapid rotation of the undercurrent whirlpool around Zhang Han, pieces of formless rocks with sharp edges and corners were inexplicably rotated, trapped in the whirlpool waves, like countless unstoppable reefs constantly colliding towards Zhang Han.

Accidentally, Zhang Han's spine was hit by an invisible rock, and although he had Padmasambhava's protection, Zhang Han still felt that his eyes were dark, and his chest was tight and painful. Hurriedly turned his body into a water state and swam naturally with the whirlpool.

Soon, Zhang Han was turned a little dizzy. Zhang Han begged in his heart, his grandmother's, this guy is the strongest opponent I have met since my debut!

But this style of play is obviously very laborious, Murong Qi closed his palms on the ground, the torrent vortex disappeared, while Zhang Han did not come back to his senses, his left hand stretched out, there was already a moon-shaped arc between his palms, and the five fingers of his right hand hooked, and a silver thread was magically pulled out at both ends of the arc, like a wisp of white moonlight being pulled to the arc.

A pale red arrow was then condensed from the silver thread, like a faint, charming thrush through the curved arc, aiming at Zhang Han from afar.

The secret voice of the coo Dong shouted: "Soul crossbow, acacia arrow!" Zhang Han, you are careful, it is best to flash now!"

Before the words fell, Murong Qi laughed slightly, the left hand that introduced the string loosened, and the silver-like string "wave" bounced straight with a sound, and the pale red arrow hanging in the air flew out with a "whoosh", like a gorgeous and moving girl's eye wave towards Zhang Han's chest.

In an instant, Zhang Han felt a little weak and weak all over his body, his intestines were full of knots, all his movements were half a beat slow, and he was lazy and sleepy like a girl with lovesickness, time and space stagnated at the moment when Murong Qi shot the lovesick arrow, but the sharp breath emitted by the lovesick arrow itself broke through the air, locking Zhang Han's mind, penetrating the soul, and there was nowhere to escape.

At the critical moment, Gu Dong's little hand slapped on Zhang Han's chest, like a needle, Zhang Han was shocked into a cold sweat, closed his eyes and lifted the demonic power of his whole body to shake it hard, broke free from this fatal sleepiness, and launched the Hongchuan technique, his body folded abruptly, and he fled backwards like a Honghong.

But the sharp breath was already on the back, and it was getting closer and closer.

Zhang Han didn't dare to think about it, his body flew up and down like arrows in the dense apricot blossom forest, and his palms kept attacking and shooting around, "Papapa。。。。。。 The magic power of the demon power evolved into a heavy wooden man and a native to act as Zhang Han's stand-in, and they jumped out to block the "acacia arrow" that was shot.

But none of these stand-ins can stop the overwhelming lovesick arrows. It is not even possible to delay the rate of fire of the "Acacia Arrow".

The bewitching acacia arrow passed through the bodies of all the earthies and woodmen, without even a single crack, as if it was a faint shadow, formless and substantial. Or, these earth, stone and wood people are just illusory shadows for Acacia Arrows.

No matter how Zhang Han evolved into a stand-in, how he dodged and moved with the hidden demon technique, the pale red acacia arrow was always nailed a few feet behind his vest, like an amorous girl.

Acacia Arrow! This name is really ****** so apt!!

"It's useless, shoot the soul crossbow, the acacia arrow, and swear not to return it if you don't break the soul qi, unless you use all the magical powers of the phaseless demon power, otherwise, you don't want to get rid of its entanglement!"

Zhang Han couldn't help but have a headache, and said in his heart, Murong Qi, this kid can force me to use the ability to press the bottom of the box as soon as he comes up, and the Tao is so high that I can know it, if I rashly use the unphased demon power to meet it, I will definitely be recognized by him, what should I do?

Raising his eyes to look at the sky, he couldn't help but have an idea in his heart, so he shouted, Zhang Han's body folded upward, flapped his invisible wings with all his strength, went straight to the clouds, penetrated the clouds and mist, and was so high that no one could look at his neck, only then did he turn around abruptly, punched angrily, and the unphased demon power on the string poured out like a mountain and a sea, and the six gods struck together, distorting the space behind him into an umbrella-shaped bevel, and the acacia arrow that shot really changed direction and slipped out from outside Zhang Han's body.

Zhang Han sneered in his heart, and simply urged the Zhou weather field, wrapped a thick cloud outside his body, and then his body took advantage of the cloak and descended, and under the cover of a large cloud of mist, he rushed down like lightning.

There were still dozens of zhang from the ground, and the nine claws of the magic dragon started with all their might, and the word "grasp" turned into dozens of red flames, mercilessly attacking Murong Qi, who was still standing on the ground and sneering.

At this time, in Murong Qi's eyes, Zhang Han was nothing more than a thunderbolt of fire that slashed towards his head at high speed.

Boom! Boom。。。。。。 , The position where Murong Qi was standing was blasted out of more than a hundred scorched earth fire pits, but his people inexplicably moved to more than ten zhang to Zhang Han's right, his body was very strange, as if he was dragged from one space to another by an invisible big hand, no less than my hidden demon technique.

"Shrinking the Earth!" cried Gollum grinning.

Zhang Han turned around, and his claws had turned into two steel forks, and they were wrapped around like a shadow.

Zhang Han sneered secretly, what kind of land shrinking technique, provoked Lao Tzu, no one should want to stop easily.

Murong Qi waved his fists and conjured up dozens of fists, and the invisible force field drawn by the "Dragon and Tiger Like Zen Dao" swept Zhang Han's attacks away. With a stretch of his left hand, the arc of the soul shooting crossbow was full again, and the silver strings were like the moon rings of the full moon, but the strings were no longer a pale red lovesick arrows like thrushes, but three.

At this time, Zhang Han saw clearly that on the back of the soul-shooting crossbow he held in his palm, there was actually a strange eye with a pitch-black light as a star, a sharp gaze that seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul, and the silver string seemed to be the eyelashes of that eye.

Zhang Han couldn't help but be stunned, it was the first time he had seen such a strange and weird killing weapon.

One acacia arrow is so powerful, I don't know how three salvos will make people unguardable?