At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu still doesn't seem to have recovered from that painful state.

In the midst of the seven orifices, blood kept flowing, dyeing his face a bloody color.

The speed of the warriors of the War General Realm is not slow, not to mention, this young man is still a martial artist of the Pseudo War Emperor Realm.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the giant sword in the young man's hand was already close to Zhang Xiaoyu, and a sneer flashed in the young man's eyes, and he slashed out with a sword, vowing to cut off Zhang Xiaoyu's head.

However, just when the giant sword in the young man's hand was about to slash Zhang Xiaoyu's neck.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who was originally holding his head and exhaling, suddenly opened his eyes, and a subtle light flashed under his eyes.

Rumble.

In the void, a clear explosion sounded.

The young man's hands froze, and his eyes instantly became blank.

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with a touch of cunning, and he took advantage of the gap when the young man did not react, and punched out.

Boom.

A muffled sound came, and when this punch fell, half of the young man's head collapsed, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and the whole person was smashed to the ground.

Zhang Xiaoyu flew forward, punched out again, directly smashed half of the young man's body into the soil, and made up a few more punches, until the young man's entire head turned into a puddle of mud, and then sat on the ground, panting heavily.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu's face was pale.

The exhaustion of his mental power made him feel that he was almost going to lose his memory, and this feeling of headache was really uncomfortable.

Vomit.

There were bursts of tingling sensation in the sea of divine consciousness, and the brain at this moment was as if it had been caught by two large iron doors, and it was indescribably uncomfortable.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't bother to care about the ancestor's affairs.

If someone wants to kill him, he can't wait to die.

However, killing a disciple of the Leng family, and it seems that it should be a core disciple, I don't know how much trouble it will cause.

"You've got to find a way to blame someone else. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu rubbed his head, looked around, and no one else came, quickly lifted the young man's body and began to dig a pit in the ground.

Soon, a deep pit was dug.

Zhang Xiaoyu threw the young man's body into the pit, then got some vines and gravel to cover the entrance of the cave, and jumped down himself.

Kicking the young man whose head had turned into paste, Zhang Xiaoyu let out a sigh of relief, thinking back to Fang Cai's battle, he still had some palpitations.

In fact, to be able to kill this person, the luck component takes up a large part.

From the very beginning, this disciple of the Leng family did not take Zhang Xiaoyu in his eyes, and he had a lofty attitude.

The previous attacks also allowed Zhang Xiaoyu to see the power of the six major families.

Myself, I still sit a little bit and watch the sky.

As for the end, this person's eyes were suddenly blank, which was naturally related to Zhang Xiaoyu's self-detonation of spiritual power.

In the forbidden land, you can't release your spiritual power, which Zhang Xiaoyu knows.

However, this kind of restriction doesn't seem to be of much use to this disciple of the Leng family.

The Sword of Nothingness, by now, Zhang Xiaoyu has also figured out that this so-called Sword of Nothingness is actually a weapon after the spiritual power is solidified.

This young man from the Leng family probably didn't expect that Zhang Xiaoyu had spiritual power, and when the spiritual sword exploded before, Zhang Xiaoyu did suffer a lot of twists and turns.

And this young man from the Leng family probably thought that Zhang Xiaoyu had completely lost his combat effectiveness, so when he attacked for the second time, he didn't even use the most basic defense.

Zhang Xiaoyu has been waiting for this moment, and the moment this person attacked, he directly exploded all his spiritual power, and by surprise, the other party temporarily lost his mind.

Thinking of the previous battle, Zhang Xiaoyu still felt his heart beat faster.

This time, I really almost played myself to death.

He didn't expect that after the spiritual power exploded, there would be such a terrifying power.

After gasping for a while, his brain finally stopped stinging, and Zhang Xiaoyu hurriedly rubbed on the young man's body.

", I'm so poor, I don't have anything, not even the Resurrection Pill. ”

After a while, Zhang Xiaoyu's expression was gloomy and he stopped what he was doing.

This disciple of the Leng family didn't know if he was confident or unprepared at all, not to mention genetic techniques on his body, and he didn't have a resurrection pill.

As soon as his mental power was exhausted, and there were bursts of tingling pain in his brain, Zhang Xiaoyu took out some genetic essence for healing and took it, and began to meditate and pranayama.

Qi and blood, physical strength, these things can be restored through the gene essence, but the mental power is different, in addition to natural recovery, this thing can only rely on free attribute points.

Although the calories have reached a critical value, Zhang Xiaoyu does not plan to burn calories to obtain free attribute points.

In this kind of place, the restriction of spiritual power is too great, and the reason why this disciple of the Leng family is not affected should be related to his identity as a disciple of the six major families.

Time, in Zhang Xiaoyu's meditation, a few hours passed.

In this secret realm, there seems to be no day or night.

Slowly opening my eyes, my brain is not as painful as before.

The corpse of the young man next to him had become cold, and he couldn't die anymore.

Zhang Xiaoyu began to have a headache.

Killing is such a thing, it's cool when you kill, and you should think about the consequences afterwards.

There is no way to release spiritual power here, so Zhang Xiaoyu doesn't know if the ancestor of the Leng family can monitor this area.

In this case, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't dare to gamble, and he couldn't gamble, and if he lost the bet, he might lose his life.

Dismembering the corpse seems to be the best way to deal with it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoyu no longer hesitated, glanced at the corpse next to him, and a wisp of crimson flame appeared in his palm.

However, just as he was about to drive the flame in his hand to burn this Leng family disciple to ashes, above the entrance of the cave, there were suddenly several loud shouts, and then, violent qi and blood fluctuations, and the gravel at the entrance of the cave fell one after another.

"Someone's here, are you a disciple of the six major families?"

Zhang Xiaoyu muttered to himself, hurriedly crawled to the entrance of the cave, and quietly watched.

Through the gap in the hole, you can vaguely see that not far away, several figures are surrounding a person, and they are constantly attacking.

"Jiang Nan, why did she come here?"

When he saw the appearance of the besieged man clearly, Zhang Xiaoyu's expression moved, and a different color couldn't help flashing in his eyes.

This besieged figure is Jiang Nan.

And those who besieged Jiang Nan, judging from the costumes, should be the disciples of the Yang family.

These Yang family disciples, each holding a black spear in their hands, and when their wrists trembled, the black spear was like a poisonous snake, attacking Jiang Nan from various tricky angles.

There are a total of ten disciples of the Yang family, and Jiang Nan has only one.

At this moment, Jiang Nan was holding a silver hammer, constantly resisting the attacks of the Yang family's disciples.

However, after all, the difference in numbers between the two sides was mysterious, although Jiang Nan's strength was not weak, and after holding on for a while, he was still hit by a disciple of the Yang family, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and his body flew quickly towards the place where Zhang Xiaoyu was hiding.