Rumble!

Zhang Tu made a big pit on the ground, and dirt and gravel were splashed.

The hero quickly stepped back a few feet with his arms covering his face, just stood firm, and before he could put his arms down, he felt like he had been hit by a large truck.

Bang!

His body slammed against the wall, bricks taller than a man bursting into cobweb-like cracks in his back.

"it!"

The pain was so great that he couldn't help but curse. But fortunately, the moment he was hit just now, he changed his body in time, otherwise, this blow alone would be enough for him to break at least half of his bones.

Damn, I have a body of divine power, but I can only use my brain, it's really fucking aggrieved.

He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his eyes suddenly went black, and he immediately threw himself to the side without hesitation, and then rolled desperately.

I heard another loud bang, the ground shook, and a large hole appeared in the city wall that had stood for thousands of years, revealing the Tibetan soldiers' horse track inside.

Zhang Tu hit!

It is certain, the true realm of this wild boar may not be high, but its awakened divine power is the thickness and strength of the heavenly and human-level skin!

The hero endured the pain and retreated again, breaking a branch in his hand halfway, staring at the hole in the city wall, his mind racing.

There is only defense and strength, so should I play guerrilla tactics, as long as I don't get touched by him?

No, the power of the bastard also brought him super speed, and Lao Tzu's six-grade strength "swims" no more than others!

Zhang Tu's black tower-like body appeared at the entrance of the cave, his legs and feet staggered a little, and he shook his head vigorously.

The hero remembered that the wall tiles of Shuangzhou City were said to weigh more than a thousand catties, and the effect of force was mutual.

Should I lure him into hitting the wall?

As soon as this idea came to mind, it was denied by the hero.

Not to mention that the pig's IQ is not as low as people think, even if Zhang Tu has no brains and hits every time, the city wall can't withstand too many destructions.

The Shuangzhou city wall shoulders the heavy responsibility of guarding the rule of the Baji Palace, and it can be built to a hundred zhang high because there is a magic circle as a base assistance, if it is accidentally damaged by Zhang Tu, then the matter is big.

After all, the formation has been lost, and it has not even been repaired.

Zhang Tu finally relieved his dizziness, wiped the blood flowing from his brain, and watched the hero stick out his tongue and lick it off, his expression was extremely fierce and evil.

"How old is your child? Do you go to private school? The hero spoke suddenly.

Zhang Tu's body froze, and his eyes gradually showed some signs of clarity.

Let's just say it! The orc clan created by the Emperor himself still has "genetic defects", how can there be no defects in the defective products created by the Divine Grace Dao?

It seems that Zhang Tu's orc state will lose his mind, but his ontological consciousness has not completely disappeared.

I don't know if this is an isolated case or a common phenomenon, but it is most likely the latter.

"You look like you're in your thirties, has the kid already started to learn how to kill pigs from you?" The hero continued, "It's not me who said, if the child's brain is not stupid, the book should be read or read, the family handicraft is important, but the butcher still sells the strength after all, how can it compare to the examination to gain fame and glory to the ancestors?" ”

Zhang Tu became irritable, waving his big hands unconsciously, and his wheezing began to become heavy.

"Also, today I saw that your mother-in-law looks pretty good, you become like this, you must not be able to go home again, the government will judge that you are dead, and it is estimated that it will not be long before a matchmaker will go to your house.

You know, we don't have the concept of women in other Central Plains who should keep festivals, and in the future she will lie in the arms of other men, and your children will be beaten by other men with other people's surnames. ”

I don't know if that kind of picture was imagined from this, Zhang Tu punched the city wall, glared and roared: "Shut up!" ”

The hero clenched the branch, took a step back, and continued to follow the path: "Zhang Tu, you are not completely out of control, it's not too late to turn back, just grab it!"

My master is a saint, and he must have a way to restore you to the way you were. As long as you cooperate obediently, your mother-in-law will still be yours, and your son will continue to call you dad and send you to the end of your old age! ”

"I can't go back...... Can't go back...... You lied to me! You're lying to me! ”

The more Zhang Tu spoke, the louder he became, and in the end, the only bit of clarity in his eyes was once again covered by madness.

I saw him hunched his back, his wheezing voice like a steam locomotive, two huge fangs bared, his mouth drooling, and his eyes were bright red as blood.

Yes, this is to make Lao Tzu completely crazy!

The hero gave up the illusion of his "word healing", and took advantage of Zhang Tu's mental strength, closed his eyes and recalled for a while, took a deep breath, and drew an extremely elegant arc with a tree branch from the bottom to the top of his arm.

The aura of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be inspired, and it quickly gathered, gathered into a net, and headed towards Zhang Tu Hood like a thick mist.

This is exactly the "Liuyun Sword" displayed by the old man Su Leshan in the early morning!

Zhang Tu was obviously also knowledgeable, and felt the fierce sword qi in the mist, although his consciousness was still in chaos, he still instinctively shouted, and his huge body actually swelled out of thin air.

Sneer......

Countless sword qi struck him, cutting dozens of sword marks, but unfortunately the wound was not deep, although the blood was gushing, it did not cause fatal damage to him.

Of course, it's not that it's useless.

It seems that Zhang Tu quickly sorted out his state with the help of stimulation.

He let out a roar from his back to the sky, bent his legs, and leaped into the sky with a thud, smashing towards the hero like a meteorite.

The passing year is unfavorable, everything backfires, where can I reason?

The hero could only smile wryly, turn and run away.

However, he had barely run a few feet away when a sudden pain in his left shoulder caused him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

It turned out that Zhang Tu grabbed a few gravels in his hand before jumping up and threw them in mid-air, one of which penetrated the shoulder blade of the hero's left arm and directly abolished his arm.

Bang! Zhang Tu landed on the ground and looked at the hero lying on the ground in embarrassment, with a cruel smile on his face.

It seems that you can't change your body anymore, and you can't die here just to not be exposed.

As for the danger after that, the soldiers can only come to cover up the water.

The hero sighed, and while his chest was swollen, he immediately began to treat the injury to his shoulder blade.

At this moment, a scream flew in mid-air, penetrating Zhang Tu's body, and inserted blood in front of the hero, trembling slightly.

That's the Divine Slayer!

The hero's spirit was greatly boosted, and he hurriedly stopped transforming and looked up at the air behind Zhang Tu.

But I saw a middle-aged man with a goatee slowly falling in the air.

His appearance was clear and elegant, his eyes were full of wisdom and vicissitudes, and his clothes were fluttering, like a god and man descending into the world.

If you look closely, he also has several red lip prints on his face.

It is He Qinghuan, He Shengren!

"Master," the hero asked, turning over and lying comfortably on his back, "didn't you disturb your good deeds?!" ”