"Are you alright?" the red-haired infant monk asked with concern as he hurriedly ran over to pick up his companion.

The young man's combat strength far exceeded expectations, and he was beaten to the ground along with his companions in the late Yuan Infant period.

If you go it alone, you obviously won't be an opponent yourself.

The two teamed up, and there may be a glimmer of hope.

If they are still stubborn and broken one by one, they will surely die!

Each other has torn their skins, and today one must be here forever!

The long-haired infant monk wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "This kid is too strong, don't keep your hands anymore! As for the news of Xiaoyao, I will find a way to inquire in the future!"

The red-haired monk nodded and said approvingly: "Not bad! Doesn't this kid still have a family, and if he uses his family as a threat, he won't believe that he can't get away with it!"

The two glanced at each other, and both saw each other's homicidal intentions.

Xiao Chen frowned, and the killing intent on his body instantly rose to the extreme!

The dragon has reverse scales, and anyone who dares to fight his family's idea will kill him!

Originally, he still had the heart of playing, but now there is only a strong killing intent left in his heart.

Shi Zhenxiang sighed speechlessly: "Alas~, the sins of heaven can still be forgiven, and you can't live for your own sins!

The long-haired monk swallowed a pill and silently ran the exercises, and after feeling the flow of qi and blood, he gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Let's go together, we can't give him a chance to turn the tables!"

"Hmm!" the red-haired monk nodded solemnly in agreement, and his cultivation was fully opened, and he took out a one-foot-long spike.

"Up!"

The two Yuanying Monks were agile, and they tacitly divided into left and right sides to attack at the same time.

The best way to deal with physical cultivation is naturally to use the spiritual power to attack from afar.

The long-haired monk made a seal with one hand, his fingertips slashed across the blade, and suddenly the blade of the knife was fluorescent, and he shouted angrily: "Give me death!"

Sou!

A bright sword light erupted and slashed towards the young man ten meters away.

The corners of Xiao Chen's lips rose, his eyes showed disdain, and his fingertips were slightly bent and about to pop out.

However, after frowning, he let go of his crooked fingers.

Stepping on the foot, the body dexterously dodged and dodged.

The sharp light of the knife slashed through the steel guardrail behind it.

Boom!

The sword light slashed, and the guardrail and iron floor made of steel exploded in an instant, and the iron filings flew in an instant!

Shi Zhenxiang hurriedly dodged far away, frowned and muttered: "Such a domineering sword qi, worthy of being Ye Shikun's personal guard!"

The long-haired monk missed, and there was no surprise on his face.

When he saw the young man who rushed to the front quickly, he didn't dodge or dodge, as if he was waiting deliberately, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Because, the red-haired monk on the other side also took the opportunity to launch an offensive.

The spikes in his hands flickered fluorescently, and the sharp thorns were cold.

"Go!"

Under the infusion of spiritual power, the spikes stabbed straight towards the back of the opponent's heart like an off-line sharp arrow.

Xiao Chen seemed to have all his energy falling on the long-haired monk, and he didn't seem to be aware of the evil wind coming behind him!

The corners of the long-haired monk's mouth opened in a smug grim smile.

I secretly sighed in my heart: In the end, it is a junior who has just debuted, he has a strong strength but lacks combat experience, and he can't even see through this move!

When the opponent rushed closer, he turned over and took out an attack charm with arcane runes drawn on it.

The corners of his mouth squirmed quickly, and he pressed forward: "Hurry!"

Suddenly, the spell fluoresced, and a huge wave of spiritual power gushed out towards the front.

The corners of Xiao Chen's lips rose, and a flash of contempt flashed in his eyes.

The right hand was raised, and a slender finger was stretched out and pressed forward.

The spell that was gushing with spiritual power suddenly froze the moment it touched his finger.

Rumble!

The majestic spiritual power that should have spurted forward exploded, and suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

"Suffer!" the long-haired monk's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly poured spiritual power into his arms, bowing his head and crossing his head to block the front.

Brush~

At the moment of the explosion, Xiao Chen's speed suddenly increased dramatically, and he instantly jumped high to avoid it.

When the figure reappeared, it had already landed on an elevated platform several meters away.

"Not good!" the red-haired monk who pinched his fingers saw this, and his heart jumped, and he hurriedly controlled the sharp spikes that shot in a sharp direction.

Sou~

The spikes made a beautiful arc and quickly changed direction.

However, as he turned, a blood flower splashed in the light of the explosion.

Whoosh~ The spike drew a circle and flew back into his hand.

The light of the explosion dissipated, revealing an embarrassed figure.

The sleeves of the crossed arms were shattered, the exposed arms were charred and oozing blood, and the long, flowing hair was scorched and turned into curls in the violent explosion.

What's even more terrifying is that on the long-haired monk's left shoulder, there is a small transparent hole the size of a finger, and Yin Hong's blood is constantly flowing out.

The red-haired monk was stunned, and his face looked apologetic.

Obviously, the hole in the opponent's shoulder was pierced by spikes!

Originally, it was a hard anti-charm with the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant, at most, the skin of the arm was open, and it looked a little embarrassed.

As a result, his teammates' divine mending knives made him really hit hard!

Fortunately, the trajectory changes quickly, if it is slower, it is not a hole in the shoulder, but a piercing in the neck!

The red-haired monk looked embarrassed and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm not ....... ”

The long-haired monk's annoyed gaze suddenly froze, ignoring the pain, and shouted, "Watch your back!"

"What?" the red-haired monk's eyes flashed with confusion.

But in the end, it was an experienced veteran driver, and he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were fixed.

Without even looking back, he grabbed the spike with his backhand and stabbed it behind him, and then jumped forward with a light on his foot to open up the distance.

It's just that......

The spikes that were pierced out seemed to be caught in the pliers, and they couldn't be retracted, and the movement that jumped forward was forcefully pulled back.

Burst~!

Before the red-haired monk could react, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back.

Looking down, I saw a big hole in the lower abdomen, and from the back waist to the lower abdomen, it was blasted through by the fist!

"You~You~!"

The red-haired monk turned his head with difficulty, his expression incredulous.

This punch not only pierced his body, but even the Yuan Ying sitting in the dantian was shattered, turning into the purest energy and floating in the air.

The red-haired monk opened his mouth, only to find that a strange force was tearing his veins at the wound, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

The mouth is like a fish out of the water, one by one, completely out of breath in unwillingness.

"Ah~!How could it be!Impossible!" The long-haired monk saw his companion killed, and his hair stood on end in fright, and his face was incredulous.

How could that kid who didn't have the slightest fluctuation of spiritual yuan power on his body kill a Yuan Infant Cultivator so easily, how strong his physical body was!

The corners of Xiao Chen's lips rose, and his eyes said indifferently: "It's your turn!"