He obviously just injured him, as for the latter one, it was not fatal, with the cultivation of the eighth order of physical training, it would not be fatal if he fell a few more times, why did this black cauldron carry himself?

Zhu Xiaotian didn't look back to explain, at this time, it was important to save his life, the other party was furious, and it was in vain to say it, so it was better not to say it.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the pursuers in the rear can almost reach out and grab Zhu Xiaotian's wings, but Zhu Xiaotian has been dodging left and right and has not been able to succeed.

In the end, when Zhu Xiaotian was dodging the vines in front of him, the pursuer grabbed the feathers on his wings and dragged them back.

A whole handful of feathers were torn off, and the pursuer looked at the lilac feathers in his hands, thinking that Zhu Xiaotian's wings were spiritual weapons, as long as he pulled them, he could drag Zhu Xiaotian back, who knew that he made a mistake, only one hand of feathers.

Zhu Xiaotian gasped, although these phoenix amethyst wings were spiritual weapons, they grew on his body and were connected to his flesh and blood, at this time, someone ripped off a handful of feathers, and a numbing pain in the bare place spread all over his body through the reflex arc, and he bared his teeth and flew forward.

The pursuer only paused for a moment, the distance between the two was pulled apart again, Zhu Xiaotian flew away from him more than ten meters, and the pursuer began to chase down, and the two shuttled through the woods like this, one fled in front and the other chased behind.

I don't know how long I ran, a bright light appeared in the sky, gray and not dazzling, it was a ray of sunshine rising in the morning, shining into the dense woods through the haze, and falling from the branches to Zhu Xiaotian's eyes.

The people behind are still chasing, and they are about to go out of the woods not far ahead, and when the time comes, a plain will be unfavorable to themselves.

Zhu Xiaotian bypassed a big tree, taking advantage of the fact that the other party's vision was obstructed and he couldn't see him, he retracted the phoenix amethyst wings behind his back and jumped into the dense canopy.

The pursuers chased here, and found that Zhu Xiaotian was gone, so he shouted loudly: "Boy, I see you!

Zhu Xiaotian's position happened to be able to see him through the gap between the leaves, and the person who appeared in front of him had a single horn on his forehead, a Chinese face, but a mustache on his lips.

When Lao Tzu looks like this, when he is a son, he is like a pig, and his son has no sharp horns on his head, so he won't be green! But this has nothing to do with Zhu Xiaotian.

I saw that he put a few fire-based spells around, and a big fire suddenly ignited around him, and bursts of black smoke rose, causing tears to break out of Zhu Xiaotian's eyes. The black smoke was inhaled into his body, and he wanted to cough uncomfortably, but he had to hold back.

The fire grew louder and brighter, but there was still no movement, and the man with the horns on his head left.

"Ahem! choke me to death, I can come up with such a bad trick, if I just hid underneath, I wouldn't be a roast suckling pig." ”

Zhu Xiaotian saw the person chasing him leaving, and waited for a while before daring to go down the tree, afraid that the person would suddenly turn back.

"Thief, give me my life!"

The pursuers did not leave, but waited for Zhu Xiaotian outside the fire.

Anger can no longer be used to describe him, I saw that his eyes were red, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes seemed to be about to pop out, not to mention the expression on his face now.

Today is the day of his son's marriage, it should be a celebration, but I don't want it to become a white thing in just a few hours, my son is gone, and the white-haired person sends the black-haired person, who can endure it. What's even more ridiculous is that the bride is actually a man, not the daughter of the water skiing clan.

"Huh!"

He let out a loud shout, his hand pinching the spell, and a layer of red appeared on the surface of his fists, faintly moving like flames as he swung it.