"Bastard!"

The middle-aged demon spirit screamed, and at the same time was a little frightened.

Fortunately, when he saw Zhao Lei attack, he had a premonition that something was wrong, and he made a timely move to stop Fei Liu's sword.

Otherwise, the bald man would have died.

I didn't expect the kid in front of me to be so difficult!

Its true strength will never be weaker than the realm of practicing gods.

If you add a strong body, it is no less than the ordinary realm of practicing gods!

And the silver bird next to him was really out of sight, and it turned out to be a great realm of practicing gods.

And this pair of pretending to be pigs and eating tigers are so skillful in cooperating, I have done a lot of things when I see this!

Today is really capsized in the gutter, and I was confused by this kid.

At this time, Zhao Lei has recovered the appearance of Lei Mu.

It took advantage of this gap, and with a thought, the silver spear swooped out of the bald man's arm and stabbed the middle-aged demon spirit sideways.

Seeing this, the middle-aged demon spirit's dark skin tightened slightly, stirring the air around him and bursting, and his elbow cut out diagonally.

While~

Knocked the silver spear away.

Before he could catch his breath, the sword light slash stabbed straight again, and Fei Liu's fists also struck like lightning.

The middle-aged demon spirit clamped his hands, and the sword light slash was firmly clamped in his palm.

His head then slammed into Fei Liu's fists in succession.

Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~

The constant impact sound vibrated the eardrum and seemed to burst.

A strange scene appeared.

But when I saw the two of them, one with his fist and the other with his head, kept bombarding each other.

It's like a person practicing boxing against a moving iron ball.

The fist is unharmed, and the head is unharmed.

And Zhao Lei continued to command the silver spear, constantly stabbing, picking, chopping, and sweeping, quickly attacking the middle-aged Demon Spirit Zhou.

The two sides got into a fight.

At this time, Fei Liu's heart was also turbulent.

I didn't expect this demon's body to be so strong.

If it weren't for the fact that the demon spirit was too light on the enemy at the beginning, the scar man didn't know the depth and came to fight alone, which led to the destruction of the demon spirit's good situation;

If from the beginning, the demon spirit went all out to fight two against two;

It is estimated that Fei Liu and Zhao Lei at this time can only seek a chance to escape while fighting and retreating.

It is self-inflicted, and you cannot live!

At no time should we be careless and let our guard down.

With the mentality of a lion fighting a rabbit, face your enemies.

In today's battle, Fei Liu learned another rule of survival.

One person and one bird are so inseparable from the middle-aged demon spirit, it seems that it will be difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

And the scar man who is unconscious on the side may wake up at any time.

Although he is now seriously injured, once he joins the warband, the temporary balance of power will be broken.

At that time, Fei Liu and Zhao Lei were about to be in danger again.

Between thoughts, thoughts move.

Shout!

Woohoo!

A few subtle sounds of breaking the sky struck at the scar man.

"Despicable villain!"

When the middle-aged demon spirit was in danger, he freed his hand, and a strong wind struck several hidden weapons.

Woohoo!

There were several more sounds of breaking the sky!

This timing was very clever, and the middle-aged demon spirit who had just shot down the hidden weapon had just lost his strength.

On the one hand, he has to fight against Fei Liu, on the other hand, he has to resist the attack of Zhaolei, and now he has to rescue the scar man, which is already overstretched and overwhelmed.

At this time, it is already more than enough but not enough.

The strong wind that swayed again has not yet arrived.

Puff puff puff~

There was a slight cracking sound of flesh cracking, but several thin black needles pierced the bald man's neck.

Perhaps because the bald man's body is also relatively strong, the black thin needle is only half an inch into it and cannot move forward, and the needle body is shaking by itself.

This thing is made from the leg hair of the spider, and it was commissioned by Fei Liu to refine Ao Ya.

Its poison is terrifying, and the scarred man who was stimulated slowly woke up.

"Uh~"

But just when he was still in a dizzy state, the toxin attacked, and there was a tingling feeling in his soul, which made people quietly have the idea of giving up resistance, as if they were fluttering like immortals.

The man with the scar, who was already seriously injured, had no resistance and passed out again.

"Bastard! This thing is poisonous?"

In the sensory sense, the partner has woken up after being stimulated, and suddenly he is unconscious again, which is obviously poisoning!

The scar man was already seriously injured, and when he was dying, the poison added to him, so that he lost the last hope of survival.

The ruthless color in the eyes of the middle-aged demon spirit flashed, and he attacked sharply, wanting to force Fei Liu back, so as to take the opportunity to save the scar man.

After all, for a cultivator who cultivates the Great Realm of God, as long as there is the help of external forces, it is not difficult to force out the toxin.

The poison of the spider is not a poison, and after the scar man is in good condition, this poison will not hurt him at all.

How could Fei Liu and Zhao Lei not know what they were thinking.

The offensive was also intensified.

"Feather!"

Zhao Lei snorted softly, and all the silver feathers on his body fell off, and he headed for the silver spear.

But on the silver spear, the thunder pattern was shining, and all the silver feathers were sucked in.

Then, the thunder pattern kept swimming on the silver spear, and the silver spear turned into a bolt of lightning and shot away.

Boom~

Even if he was as strong as a middle-aged demon spirit, he still couldn't repel the Thunder Silver Spear, but was shaken to the point of staggering.

The middle-aged demon spirit instantly increased its pressure.

He was annoyed in his heart, he didn't expect these two to be such hard bones!

And also the back hand is connected.

In addition to swinging his fists, Fei Liu also harassed the middle-aged demon spirit from time to time.

Although it didn't hurt him in any way, because of the example of the scar man in the past, it could still cause some mental pressure to the middle-aged demon spirit, so he had to guard against it, after all, he didn't know how powerful the spider needle was.

Burst~

Finally, the Thunder Silver Spear pierced the middle-aged demon spirit's shoulder and cut a gap.

In the blood spurt, the middle-aged demon spirit had a hint of retreat in his heart.

Two-on-two, I believe we can win this battle.

But now the death of the scar boy is unknown, and he is one against two, and the ending is not good!

And while the middle-aged demon spirit was in a slight trance, the thunder-patterned silver spear and sword light slashed left and right, stabbing and slashing upward.

The huge vitality in the pill devoured by Fei Liu frantically surged towards his right fist, and the blood light on his right fist was bright.

Puff ~ puff ~ puff ~

Three mouthfuls of spiritual blood spurted out, and the spiritual blood turned into mysterious runes one after another, hidden in the right fist.

The golden thread on the right fist seemed to come to life, turning into a golden mist and merging into the blood light.

"Open!"

Fei Liu swung out with a single fist, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and blasted towards the middle-aged demon spirit.

Ka!

For!

Rumble!

The Thunder Silver Spear stabbed into the middle-aged demon's right fist and shattered his palm.

The sword slash was knocked back by its left arm.

Fei Liu's right fist hit him in the head, shattering his entire jaw from his mouth to a blur of flesh.

Rumble!

Click!

Fei Liu's right fist did not stop, and hit the temple of the middle-aged demon spirit again, and the sound of a skull shattering sounded.

Rumble!

Click!

Hit the temple again, and the sound of bone cracking increased.

Rumble!

Boom!

The head of the middle-aged demon spirit was like a watermelon, it was shattered, and red and white things were scattered all over the sky.

Fei Liu's face turned pale and staggered for a while.

Zhao Lei put away the silver gun and hugged Fei Liu.

Immediately, a streamer of light struck down from his mouth, shattering the scarred man's head.

Fei Liu finally collapsed, gasping for air.

Today's battle is really dangerous!

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[It's Saturday again, it's so fast!]

The summer heat has disappeared, and the season of morning and evening is slightly cool, which is a good season for hot pot!

Good luck and good food and drink all on the weekend!

I continued to work hard to write books, adding a little fun to the public and helping the officials. 】