The wolf only felt a strong force like a surging wave rushed to the mountains and seas, although his hand blocked it, but the waist was still swept by the wind brought up by the Zen staff, the internal organs turned over the river and the sea, a strong nausea went straight up the throat, he forcibly held back the retrograde blood that had reached the throat, roared, his left arm exerted force, pulled back vigorously, and then sent forward, hundreds of pounds of iron Zen staff was pushed back by him alive, Li Zixin's face became pale, and he dragged the Zen staff back seven or eight steps in a row, slammed the pestle to the ground, and then barely stood still, the breath of his whole body was weak, and he couldn't continue to rush forward for a while.

Just now, the wolf snatched the Zen staff with his hand, and the protective wolf strength of the whole body was almost scattered, this Li Zixin was born with divine power, and the power of the full force was enough to collapse a house, and the wolf couldn't hit it just now, there was no way to retreat, and there was no blade in his left hand, this time it was completely relied on the strong wolf strength to barely block it, and he took three big steps back, and the bluestone bricks under his feet were broken like powder, and the red protective body of the wolf power shrouded in the body was no longer there.

The wolf didn't have time to take a breath, he only felt the blue light in front of him, but it was Zhao Quan's blue sword that had already stabbed in front of him, the wolf just made a move to one against three, forced Zhao Quan back, perfectly blocked Zhang Lie, and then took Li Zixin hard, even if the martial arts were as strong as him, he was unlucky for a while, Zhao Quan was such a master, when he saw that the wolf was beaten back three steps by Li Zixin, he immediately rushed to attack the middle lane, the blue sword with a pungent fishy breath, stabbed out ten sword flowers in an instant, covering the ten key points in the front heart of the wolf.

The wolf's wrist flicked, and the dragon slaying knife conjured up a snowflake-like knife aura. Covering his body, the ice qi in his body instantly swam, which was exactly the opposite of the scorching red qi just now. This time it was a cold and biting ice qi to protect the body, as if the whole body was covered with a layer of ice armor, and even the eyebrows and beard were covered with a layer of light frost. Towards Zhao Quan's ten sword qi that attacked him.

"Ding Ding Ding", three knives in a row, three steps away from the wolf. Zhao Quan's three sword flower raids were blocked by Shengsheng, and his body stagnated slightly, but the seven sword flowers still chased after the heavenly wolf's body.

The wolf took advantage of this block to withdraw half a step and spin around. The Dragon Slayer suddenly shrank to about three feet. The sword light flashed, and the sword light around his body crossed a silver circle of light, and there was the sound of five swords intersecting, Zhao Quan's clothes were cut dozens of holes by the sharp knife qi, and his white Taoist robe was almost shattered into strips of cloth, but he still didn't come with a sword, and with a flick of his wrist, the long sword conjured up a sword flower. The three-point cold star was already less than a foot away from the Sky Wolf.

The Sky Wolf Tiger roared, and the Dragon Slaying Knife shortened again. This time the length is only one foot, the blue wolf just now swings its tail, and at the same time he also holds the handle of the knife by the way, turning it into the mode of the backhand knife, and he also takes a breath, and the cold around him soars again, this time even the knife body is covered with a thick layer of frost, and the internal breath of the whole body continues to overflow through the dragon slashing knife, even if Li Zixin and Zhang Lie, who are a few feet away, can feel the chill of this Sensen, but Zhao Quan is unmoved, gritting his teeth and swinging out three swords, attacking the middle of the wolf's chest, in the middle, Guan Yuan's three key points.

Before the sword reached his body, the wolf had already felt the evil yin qi that penetrated through the three acupoints, and roared like thunder on his tongue, the wolf's backhand knife turned, the blade rotated, and the sharp blade instantly turned out of a shining cold wheel of light in front of his chest, at the edge of the light wheel, two blue sparks flashed and disappeared, and the aura was also lit by these two swords.

All the defenses of the Heavenly Wolf have been broken through, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, the tiger's waist twisted, and his body turned ninety degrees like a twisted twist, and at the same time, he inhaled sharply in his chest, and the well-developed muscles in his chest suddenly sank into a large piece of it, and the Blue Styx Sword slashed through the muscles in his chest with a cold cold air, leaving a faint trace of blood.

The wolf's brows furrowed, his legs were raised high, and the mandarin duck in the mandarin duck leg drilled his heart and feet, and made two moves in a row, his right foot kicked Zhao Quan's left calf face bone, and his left foot kicked high on Zhao Quan's chest, only two bones were broken, Zhao Quan didn't even scream, and the white qi of the body's body was kicked by these two kicks without a trace, and the meteor-like figure shot backwards like a meteor, but when it went it was a blue fire meteor, and when it came back, it was a fire meteor that spurted blood all the way.

The wolf kicked Zhao Quan with two feet, but the feeling in his chest was numb, and when he looked down, he saw that he had been cut by the Blue Styx Sword for a length of half a foot, about half an inch deep, and the Blue Styx Sword was quenched with poison, and at this time, the poisonous gas had begun to enter his body along the blood, and he couldn't lift his breath around him.

The wolf secretly screamed in his heart, just in the blink of an eye, the blood coming out of the wound had turned blue-black, he had seen the White Lotus Sect's method of refining poisoners that day, as the sect leader, Zhao Quan's sword quenched poison would only be more violent and fierce than the poison of the poisoners, without saying a word, he flew back three steps directly, directly sat on the ground, practiced all over his body, and began to forcibly force the venom out of the body.

Zhao Quan kicked out more than ten zhang, fell to the ground, couldn't get up from climbing, replaced by a flat person, the wolf would have kicked him into a pile of meat paste a long time ago, but Zhao Quan is a top master after all, and the body protection magic skill is not trivial, although these two kicks broke the bones and tendons, and he was unable to fight again, and began to vomit blood after landing, but he still pointed to the wolf in the distance and roared: "This guy hit my poisonous sword, everyone is on the shoulder, kill him!"

Li Zixin roared, picked up more than 200 catties of iron Zen staff, like a wind wheel around his bucket-like thick waist, like a huge dhara, running towards the wolf, two or three Tiejiazhuang disciples wanted to step forward to block, give him the Zen staff directly knocked the weapon, the swords could not be controlled, directly flew into the air, and the person was also shocked to the ground.

Li Zixin didn't care about chasing and killing these Tiejiazhuang disciples on the ground, and rushed straight towards the wolf, while Tie Zhentian, who was fighting with Zhang Lie, was anxious, attacking three times in a row, wanting to force Zhang Lie back and turn around to rescue, but Zhang Lie saw through his thoughts, and he didn't dodge at all, he slapped three palms in a row, and then turned around and fought closely, how could he get out.

At this time, the wolf's eyes were closed, his head was bubbling with black gas, and the blood in his chest was like an injection, the poisonous blood was like ink, and it was glowing with turquoise phosphorescence, and when it fell to the ground around him, he directly melted the blue bricks on the ground into small holes, which showed the fierceness of its toxicity, and the muscles on the wolf's face and body were beating, and the whole person's body gradually expanded into a balloon.

Li Zixin killed a few Zhuang Ding who were blocking in front of him, and rushed to a place less than a foot in front of the heavenly wolf, his face covered with horizontal flesh was full of smirk, and he roared: "Take your life!" The iron Zen staff was raised high above his head, and he turned in a big circle on his head like a big windmill, and he was about to smash it down with a thunderous momentum, even if the wolf was the body of King Kong, if he hit this blow, it would be beaten into a ball of gold dust.

I only heard a crisp coquettishness: "Hugh is presumptuous!" A middle-aged yellow thin man in his thirties, holding a three-foot short sword shining with green mangs in his hand, his body was like a ghost, and he approached Li Zixin's five-foot range in the blink of an eye.

Li Zixin suddenly felt a burst of sword intent that began to erode his body, although he had a pair of eagle claws and iron stepping shirts, but he also knew that the sharpness of this divine weapon was not something that his body could block, and he didn't care about smashing the wolf, the Zen staff changed direction, from splitting Mount Tai to sweeping thousands of troops, from the top of his head to his waist, and his fat body turned in place with a big twist, bringing a gust of wind, like a landslide and a crack in the ground, crashing into the sword shadow. (To be continued......)