Chapter 22: The Art of Race

"What sound?" His body suddenly paused slightly, and his internal strength actually moved with the sound, out of control.

All of a sudden, I almost lost my breath.

At this moment, the earth suddenly slammed together.

"Not good!" hurriedly ran the internal breath to disperse the strange force, but this delay was still not completely detached, and his legs were caught by the combination of the earth.

All of this is because of the Bloodthirsty Demon Flute, which has been mature for a while and has long been usable.

Bloodthirsty Magic Flute: It does not enter the magic weapon, it can make a beautiful flute sound, and unconsciously kill people invisibly, of course, it is still very fragile when it has just matured, and needs to be watered with blood.

At this time, the broken boss felt the breath of death, and as the instinct of a third-rate martial artist, he sensed that a deadly crisis was approaching.

The ground was very hard, but the boss of the cut gold hand broke off despite the weakness after performing the trick, and the strong internal strength broke out again.

Blood oozed from the corners of the mouth, and the meridians had been wounded, but the effect was obvious, and the ground around it was cracked.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh ......!

In all directions, there were earth thorns.

Each one is the limit of the knife's play, and each one consumes ten points of life, which is completely an all-out effort.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

Rumble!

The boss of Che Jin's hand was also ruthless.

The left hand smashed the gold and slammed into the ground.

brought up the luster of internal strength, and with a slight flicker, it turned into seven or eight rays of brilliance.

The right hand has a special move to break the gold, and instantly blocks the earth thorns in all directions.

The whole body then fell vertically, steadily falling more than ten meters away, and the ground here was a mess.

"That's amazing! This is a third-rate, huh? "The audience is very obsessed and proud, because they are about to break through, three years at the fastest, and five years at the slow.

The boss of the cut gold hand broke blood at the corner of his mouth at this time, but he closed his mouth and did not squirt out, it seemed that the injury was not serious, but in fact, he had already suffered heavy internal injuries, and his internal breath was about to be exhausted.

At this time, there are at most thirty percent of the remaining combat power.

I don't know when, blood oozed from the pores of his whole body, staining his clothes red.

By this time he had already regretted his impulsiveness.

But! That's already the case.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, brother, brother has done his best, and brother will come to accompany you soon.

"Not bad, not bad!" A mysterious voice rang out.

"It's a lot of fun, this reward for you."

A burst of blood light shot out, and the boss of the cut gold hand cut off dodged with all his might, but he didn't dodge.

The blood was submerged in his body.

He is not a stupid Wang Dahan, who hurriedly runs a little internal energy.

One touch.

Suddenly, some memories popped up in my mind.

At the same time, this blood-light power was dispersed by ninety percent, and only one percent remained.

Bloody sandpalm?

With a subconscious wave of his hand, it directly swelled a few points and turned blood-red.

Bloody Sand Palm Xiaocheng?

Inexplicably got the exercises,,Inexplicably small?

With his knowledge, this is definitely a third-rate exercise, even if he has been in the middle of his life for half a life, he has only obtained the only third-rate martial arts of the gold cutting hand by chance, and it is not complete, and the side effects are extremely strong.

And now with this bloody sand palm? With his third-rate strength, he will be able to achieve success in five years at most, and when the time comes, he will still maintain his third-rate strength with the blood sand palm, and the sequelae of the gold hand can be postponed for at least twenty years.

Although I was faintly uneasy in my heart, I thought about it, now that the other party has not appeared, I am seriously injured, so why do I need to plot against an ant like myself?

I'm afraid this is also the casual move of that master, as long as he inspires his internal strength, this mysterious power will be eliminated.

He didn't know that it was really a plot.

The Blood Sand Palm also belongs to one of the Demon Seeds of the Demon Field, but it is only Xiaocheng at present, as a third-rate martial artist, even if he does not deliberately, as long as he maintains five points of strength, the moment of contact is enough to instinctively completely disperse the Blood Sand Palm that enters the body.

However, this boss only has three points of strength left, so he has no instinct to completely destroy it, leaving one percent.

And this one, if he wants to destroy and discharge, it is also a matter of minutes.

Even so, the instinctive sensing of the warrior, the broken boss still felt that something was wrong, but it was a pity that the greed of human nature instinctively made excuses for himself, so that he was not willing to give up.

And as time goes on, it will become more and more difficult to get rid of the body, until you become one with him.

"Get out! Do you still want a spiritual object? The voice of the knife reappeared, mockingly.

If the other party really dares to ask for it, the knife will be generously sent.

As long as the other party dares to take it? And he took the bait.

However, it has been integrated into the bloody sand palm, and it is already a fish that has eaten the bait, is it still far from being hooked?

As for the hands, I won't do it anymore, and now the knife has less than fifty points left in its life, and it is on the verge of danger.

At the same time, he also sighed, if there were still hundreds of lives, it would not be impossible to leave this guy, but now he didn't dare.

Forget it, it's the stupidest way to fight, kill, kill.

"Today I finally saw someone outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky." Che Jin's hand was broken, and the boss hugged his fist and left directly.

He walked away without looking back, because he understood that the master was just having fun.

Fighting for life and death, the other party has never even shown his face.

How strong is it?

It's bottomless.

In this way, it is natural that there will be no sneak attack from behind.

"It's a pity, I really don't dare to sneak attack." The knife also sighed and glanced at the bottom-out life.

Then he shuddered, terrible.

Damn, what's going on at this time.

At this time, a group of warriors had already appeared in the distance.

The reason why they came was because the man who led them gave them confidence.

Xiaodao also recognized it, the warriors who monitored here at the beginning, the two gangs were the most powerful, one group was the backer gang, and the other group was these people, and the leader was naturally a third-rate martial artist.

"Damn it!" With less than fifty points of life, he can't afford to waste at all.

This time, this person who has no younger siblings, parents and the like died here, right?

From a distance, it doesn't seem like a rage?

Then it's for this demon spirit.

"What's the wait, go get the reward, it's your luck, you're in a good mood today, and this spiritual creature will be yours."

"Remember! Don't kill innocents indiscriminately, or they will take your life thousands of miles away. ”

The sound of a knife sounded again.

There is also a martial artist who is not at the peak of the stream.

"Don't forget to appease the people."

"Thank you." This one clenched his fists and strode forward.

Came directly to the center of the magic field, in front of the blood-red corn.

He hesitated, then grabbed the only corn cob.

Skill: Ethnographic art.

The knife was launched without hesitation.

He was startled in an instant, as the cornheart inside turned into a white light and submerged into his body.

Immediately, the entire blood-colored corn stalk dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into flying ashes.

"Stop! Hand over the treasure. Angry shouts rang out.

This scene happened to be seen by the warriors who came from afar, and they were immediately anxious.

This person's face changed, and when he looked back, he immediately cried out in distress.

After observing for so many days, he naturally recognized that group of people, although he didn't know the name, the strength of the third-rate was not something he could deal with at all.

But at this time, that treasure was not at all a genius earth treasure that he originally recognized and could increase his cultivation, but a more magical treasure.

At this time, he had already received some information, it was the treasure, the bloodthirsty magic flute, a very magical and strange object, the value was immeasurable.

So as soon as he gritted his teeth, he made a decision without hesitation and fled quickly.

Directly exerted the strength of breastfeeding.

"Stop! Run there. As soon as he fled, the men chased him even harder.