Nima, 10,000 grass mud horses.

Zhang He, who felt that his entire body was almost shattered by the combined force of these idiots, couldn't help but curse silently, but then he tried his best to control his high-speed falling body, and rushed to the direction of the Netherworld Valley with all his might.

With Zhang He's current speed, two hundred miles is just a very short distance, but unfortunately, now Zhang He has been seriously injured, and his speed has been greatly affected, and the speed of that group of idiots is already a few points faster than Zhang He, so except for the idiot who was plotted by Zhang He and the other idiot who stayed to take care of him, they did not catch up instantly, and the remaining six people quickly chased behind Zhang He and launched a fierce attack again.

I cǎo mud horse.

Zhang He, who heard the movement behind him, didn't dare to just run away, because Zhang He knew very well that he would definitely not be able to resist the combined attack of these six people with all their might.

The attacks of the six people were all fists and feet, and for a while, the fist shadows were all in the sky, and the palm shadows covered the ground, all with the whistling wind and terrifying energy fluctuations, and frantically attacked Zhang He.

Nima, fight.

Zhang He stared at the overwhelming palm shadow, and his face was full of hideous color.

The combination of six people, four fist shadows, and two palm shadows made people can't help but feel a palpitation, but the grim form made Zhang He have no choice.

The first to strike were the two fist shadows, and they were also the two most violent attacks, "Crush me." Roaring wildly, Zhang He threw out his fists and smashed into the fist shadow frantically.

"Boom." With two deafening explosions, the two fist shadows shattered instantly under Zhang He's full force, but the huge anti-shock force also made Zhang He's body unbalanced again, like a sandbag that had been thrown away, and the wolf flew upside down.

However, this violent collision also happened to allow Zhang He to successfully open the distance between him and the remaining palm shadows and fist shadows with the help of high-speed inverted flights, but alas, the attacks of the strong men in the Yuan Infant Stage were not so easy to avoid, and in the blink of an eye, the remaining palm shadows and fist shadows also came in an instant, and attacked Zhang He's body again.

Nima, since the wind can definitely use the wind, it should also be able to use the offensive of these idiots; Nima, take a gamble, if my brother can really successfully borrow this violent momentum, the speed should be able to increase to a terrifying level in an instant.

In the rotation of his mind, Zhang He no longer used his fists, but changed to his feet.

Leisurely Fufeng, taking advantage of the momentum, taking advantage of the momentum and flying, it was really wonderful, his feet suddenly kicked Zhang He who was a fist and a palm, although his body became wolf again, but the result was just as he imagined, Xiaoyao Fufeng could really take advantage of this violent momentum to rise with the momentum, and the speed did reach an extreme in an instant.

Zhang He was as fast as light, like light, although his body was a little unstable because of this violent collision, but he also managed to use this advantage to instantly open the distance between him and the six pursuers, and successfully dodged the last punch and palm.

"Old Wangba, thank you for giving the master a ride, hahaha." Zhang He, who quickly stabilized his figure, couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh, and then rushed to the direction of the Netherworld Valley with all his strength again.

The unexpected result made the six old men couldn't help but be furious, and then they couldn't help but rise even more greedy, because the six of them also saw that Zhang He definitely had a shocking super body on his body.

"Boy, the old man wants to see how many times you can hide." The leading old man couldn't help but let out a furious roar, and an extra black spear appeared in his hand, "Boy, the old man wants to see if your feet are hard, or the old man's Sky Splitting Spear is sharper." ”

Nima, use weapons again, Nima, 10,000 grass and mud horses, listening to the old man's wild drink, Zhang He couldn't help but turn his head and look back, and couldn't help but let out a silent angry scolding.

The fists are mostly known for their might, but the swords and other weapons are mostly sharp, and the cultivation of the divine body is as strong as steel, and the attack of the fist is as powerful as a hammer, so Zhang He's steel body has a strong resistance to this, but unfortunately, the attack of the sword is like a sharp electric drill, which can drill the hard steel into a thousand holes.

"Boy, die for the old man." The spear in the hand of the leading old man struck out like a dragon, and a sharp shadow of the spear shot out in an instant, heading straight for Zhang He's throat.

Feeling the fierce energy emanating from the shadow of the gun, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a palpitation, Nima, could it be that this spear is a magic weapon? Clearly feeling the power of the gun shadow, Cheng Dù was obviously far beyond the real level of the leading old man, and Zhang He couldn't help but feel a tingling of his scalp.

Magic weapon, Nima, isn't this kind of thing already rare? Why does this old bastard still have such a cheating thing in his hands?

Nima, with a good magic weapon, the combat power of the cultivator can be multiplied, Nima, 10,000 grass and mud horses.

Of course, in fact, compared with the heavy treasure carried by Zhang He, this magic weapon like the Heaven Splitting Spear is simply a piece of, not to mention anything else, just talking about the Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Divine Bead, it is a Hongmeng treasure and an artifact.

The Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, which is also a Hongmeng treasure, is an artifact, although it has lost its spirituality because of the departure of the black-clawed golden dragon, and has also been refined into a peerless sword by the five-clawed golden dragon, it can no longer be regarded as an artifact, and even the temporary power is not as good as a magic weapon, but as long as Zhang He is properly conceived, if the peerless sword can give birth to a weapon spirit, it can immediately turn back into an artifact, after all, its foundation is there.

But Zhang He is also a human being, and everyone will make a common disease unique to human beings, and he is jealous of the treasure in the hands of others, especially when this baby can also cause fatal injuries to himself.

Of course, in ancient times, there were also immortal weapons and even artifacts in the cultivation realm, but with the arrival of the great changes in heaven and earth, with the sharp reduction of refining materials and refiners, even the most basic real weapons have become rare treasures, not to mention magic weapons and spiritual weapons.

As for holy weapons and artifacts, even in the primeval period, they were uncommon treasures, not to mention now.

In the current cultivation realm, magic weapons are indeed great treasures, so not only Zhang He's eyes are red, but even his five companions can't help but have a touch of fiery feelings in their eyes.

It was too late, it was fast, and in the blink of an eye, the terrifying shadow of the gun had already struck directly with a sharp whistling, making Zhang He's cold hair stand on end.

Nima, in the silent scolding, Zhang He suddenly flashed, and instantly avoided this fatal blow, but unfortunately, just as the gun shadow whistled past his ears, two swords, a sword shadow, plus a fist and a palm, but they attacked directly again, instantly enveloping Zhang He's body.

Among all the attacks, the sword is the fiercest, and the sword shadow is the fastest, but fortunately, the knife and sword are not magic weapons, but they are sharper than ordinary swords, and they can also slightly increase their attack ability, close to the real weapon, but it is not a real sword, so although the sword shadow is sharp, it does not pose a fatal threat to Zhang He.

Having said that, Zhang He didn't dare to despise these two swords and one sword, because these two swords and one sword still had the ability to hit him hard in an instant, so at the moment when the sword shadow arrived, Zhang He also suddenly raised his body in a shocking roar, and he was able to avoid the sword shadow that swept towards his thigh.

But just as Zhang He was able to avoid the shadow of the sword, the sword that slashed straight down had already roared, slashing heavily at Zhang He's head, and there was a posture of splitting Zhang He's head in two, and the other knife slashed heavily at Zhang He's right shoulder.

The sword was like lightning, and it was too late to avoid it, and between the lightning and flint, Zhang He could only swing his fists and frantically meet the knife.

"Zheng" With a piercing metal sound, Zhang He's powerful fist also successfully smashed the knife, but the fierce and incomparable knife also left two deep scars on Zhang He's fist.

How could this kid's fists be so hard? For a while, everyone who was chasing couldn't help but show a look of disbelief on their faces, but Zhang He didn't have time to be complacent, because the powerful fist shadow and palm shadow also came instantly, and the fist shadow was terrifying, hitting Zhang He's chest, and the palm shadow was incomparably strong, and it slapped Zhang He's lower abdomen fiercely.

Nima, what can I do if I punch you? Zhang He, who didn't have time to withdraw his fists at all, simply ignored the fist shadow that rushed straight to his chest, and instead focused all his energy on the palm shadow that hit his lower abdomen.

The figure suddenly rose again, and at the same time as the body was raised, Zhang He's right foot also kicked out suddenly, and he stepped towards the palm shadow fiercely.

"Boom." With two muffled sounds in almost no particular order, Zhang He's right foot stomped on the palm shadow, but the fist shadow that originally hit his chest also smashed his abdomen.

With the help of the momentum of the palm shadow, Zhang He's retreat speed once again reached a terrifying level, but the punch that slammed into his lower abdomen also caused Zhang He to suffer a lot of shock, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of qi and blood.

Looking at Zhang He, who was punched heavily in the abdomen, but seemed to be a nobody, everyone couldn't help but be shocked again, what is this monster like a god horse? Is this a person or not?

Everyone was stunned by Zhang He's physical strength, but after pulling a certain distance from everyone again with the magic of free-spirited support, Zhang He's face quietly appeared with a hideous color, and the peerless sword instantly appeared in Zhang He's hand.

Nima, you have already held on to half of the distance, Nima, you wait, as long as Lao Tzu can hold on for the last hundred or so miles, your death will come.

In the rotation of his mind, Zhang He once again exerted his speed to the extreme, and swept towards the Netherworld Valley that was close in front of him but also far away in the sky like a meteor catching the moon.

A hundred miles of life and death, the battle of life and death kicked off in an instant again.