Violent bangs rang out one after another.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked like a mad demon, and the flesh and blood on his body kept collapsing and reorganizing.

The blood-jade-colored bones also appeared cracks in an instant, as if they would collapse at any time, indescribably terrifying.

Beichen Zhumu obviously had no intention of keeping his hand, and the coercion of the warriors of the War Emperor Realm burst out without hesitation, wanting to shoot Zhang Xiaoyu directly into a pulp.

Zhang Xiaoyu roared again and again.

Outside, the golden shield shattered in an instant, barely able to resist for a moment.

A high-level martial artist at the peak of the Battle Emperor Realm, with all his strength to deal with a martial artist of the War Emperor Realm, can almost be killed in seconds.

Even if Zhang Xiaoyu's physical body was strong, far surpassing the warriors of the same level, facing the furious Beichen Zhumu at this moment, his body collapsed and his internal organs were shattered.

Outside the body, the shattered golden shield formed again, and soon shattered.

Zhang Xiaoyu's whole body was drenched in blood, and his broken internal organs, mixed with blood, kept spurting out of his mouth.

The free attribute points are frantically consumed, turning into a steady stream of qi and blood power, repairing the damaged body.

The spiritual power all exploded, and the four kryptonite flying knives erupted with unparalleled destructive power, constantly bombarding the giant hand above their heads.

Zhang Xiaoyu felt that his consciousness was a little blurred.

I don't know how many times my body has collapsed, and now, even the pain has become numb.

"Huh, it's kind of interesting, no wonder you can kill so many divine guards. ”

The slap did not kill Zhang Xiaoyu, and Beichen Zhumu also looked very surprised, grabbed it with one hand, and the big hand disappeared.

Beichen Zhumu was suspended in the air, condescending, and his eyes were cold.

"Now, I'll give you two paths.

First, if you kill my son, I will crush your bones and scatter ashes, and from now on, there will be no more Zhang Xiaoyu in the world.

Second, you submit to me, and henceforth be driven by me, and when I am a dog in my crotch, I will spare your life.

Two paths, one life and one death, you choose.

You should know that although you are strong now, you don't have the ability to fight against the Imperial Realm martial artists.

Whenever I hear a word, the old man will make you unable to survive, and you will not be able to die.

If you kill my son, if the old man slaps you to death, he will be too merciful to you. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xiaoyu fell into silence, did not refuse, and did not accept.

At this moment, with the consumption of its own attribute points, the flesh and blood on the body are reorganized again, although there are still cracks on the bones, but in general, they are also slowly recovering.

Zhang Xiaoyu's mind turned sharply and began to think about countermeasures.

Judging from the current situation, no matter why Zhumu didn't kill him for the time being, once Zhang Xiaoyu refused Zhumu's request, I am afraid that he would be killed in an instant.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't want to die, and of course, he didn't want to follow Zhumu.

However, in the face of a high-level martial artist at the peak of the Battle Emperor Realm, Zhang Xiaoyu did not have the slightest power to resist.

"What to do?

While thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at Long Wuteng and the others, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

Long Wuteng was better, he was just lying on the ground at the moment, with blood in his mouth and nose, while Jin Yang and Su Luoluo had white eyes and looked like they had passed out.

As for those mercenaries, they were already injured, and they were also unconscious at the moment when they were coerced by Zhumu.

He is now being stared at by Beichen Zhumu, and it is difficult to even ask for help.

Originally, I expected Long Wuteng and a few people to call the teachers of Wuhan University, but now it seems that it is not realistic.

With a sigh, Zhang Xiaoyu became more and more anxious.

Takeki would definitely not let him delay for a long time, and at this time, running away would be pale and powerless.

The speed of the warriors of the War Emperor Realm, and the War General Realm, are not at the same level at all, and Zhang Xiaoyu discovered this very early.

It is estimated that as soon as he escaped, Zhumu would slap him to death.

There was no moment when Zhang Xiaoyu was so desperate.

The demonic energy value has not yet recovered to its peak, and the Heavenly Demon Descending World cannot be used for the time being.

Moreover, the attachment function of the ghost vine was just used, and the demon qi value had been consumed.

Otherwise, relying on the tenfold increase of the Heavenly Demon Descending into the world, Zhang Xiaoyu could also burst out with terrifying speed, and it was not impossible to escape.

What Zhang Xiaoyu thought, Zhumu didn't care.

The reason why he didn't kill Zhang Xiaoyu was because of selfishness.

He had killed so many divine guards before, and the Divine Guard Commander of the Beichen family would definitely not easily bypass him.

However, Zhumu is in the family, and it also has a backer.

Originally, he also hoped that his son would enter the War Emperor Realm, so that he could improve the status of his faction in the family in the future.

Now that his son has been killed, all this is gone.

Originally, he thought that if he wanted to kill a martial artist at the peak of the high-level Battle Emperor Realm, he could almost kill it in one hit.

Now it seems that he has underestimated the other party.

As long as he can subdue Zhang Xiaoyu and cultivate him, he will definitely be a big help to himself in the future.

As for whether Zhang Xiaoyu's cultivation will rebound in the future, Zhumu is not worried at all.

It still takes time to cultivate in the War General Realm to the War Emperor Realm, and when Zhang Xiaoyu really arrives in the War Emperor Realm, Zhumu is confident that he has entered the War Sect Realm.

At that time, Zhang Xiaoyu still had to listen to his own words obediently.

Many thoughts flashed in his heart, Zhumu glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu again, his tone was cold, and he said: "Boy, have you thought about it, the old man's patience is limited." ”

"I miss your uncle, Lao Tzu won't be your lackey. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu scolded wildly in his heart, but his face still remained calm.

"What? Don't agree? Then you can bury the old man's son. ”

Zhumu obviously lost his patience, his voice fell, and with a grasp of one hand, a giant supernatural hand formed again, and grabbed Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu's complexion changed drastically.

The breath of death completely enveloped him.

Takeki moved to kill, this time it was no longer a temptation, but intended to kill him once.

The big hand was quickly formed, Zhang Xiaoyu's face turned red, and the flesh and blood on his body continued to collapse and reorganize.

At this time, even if he knew that he was going to die, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't want to give up, and the few free attribute points were all consumed, but it was still difficult to stop the collapse of his body.

War General Realm Martial Artists, there are very few who refine flesh and blood, if it were an ordinary War General Realm martial artist, I am afraid that at this moment, I am afraid that they would have already been lined up into meat paste.

Even if Zhang Xiaoyu is physically strong and has the shield formed by the Vajra Relic, he is a little powerless in the face of Zhumu's attack.

"Ahhh ”

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes were red, and he kept roaring in his throat.

The free attribute points have all been exhausted, and the calories have all been exhausted, and at this moment, he can't maintain the reorganization of his flesh and blood.

In an instant, more than half of the flesh and blood on its body collapsed, leaking out the blood-jade bones below.

Zhumu's expression was cold, seeing that Zhang Xiaoyu still had no intention of giving in, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, he snorted coldly, and squeezed his five fingers fiercely, intending to kill Zhang Xiaoyu directly.

At this moment, a silver light fell from the sky, and immediately, a huge hammer smashed into the big hand like lightning, cracking it.

"Dare to beat my man like this, I will kill you. ”

The silver light disappeared, and a short-haired girl holding a giant hammer appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes.

"Jiang Nan, why are you here?"

Slightly stunned, looking at the familiar hammer in the girl's hand, Zhang Xiaoyu quickly recognized the person in front of him, it was Jiang Nan.

"Hurry up, you're no match for him. ”

Without thinking much about why Jiang Nan appeared here, Zhang Xiaoyu's face changed, and he hurriedly spoke.