The killing palm is strange and domineering, and Heng Nu can only barely raise his elbow to resist. Because he is confident, no matter what move the other party uses, it will be difficult to hurt himself in the slightest. But the truth is not, Heng Nu only feels power, and he is being restrained involuntarily. Like the mighty power of the firmament of heaven and earth, it is too much for oneself to bear.

However, although the black killing evil god is fierce, the demon king Hengnu, who has achieved the evil feat, has already cultivated to soar, and his strength is by no means idle. Killing a sacrifice, it actually broke the opponent's offensive.

The evil illusion is scattered, and the black kills the evil god but feels that his chest is tight, and his strength is like a mud cow entering the sea, in vain. Suddenly, Heng Nu suddenly disappeared from front of him, taking advantage of the other party's confusion, he grabbed it with his claws. The Black Killing Evil God was suddenly attacked, and the situation was miserable.

The black killing evil god was secretly frightened, and the reflexive whirlwind kicked backwards, who knew that Hengnu was extremely slippery, and he would receive it after a little taste. Suddenly, he used his trick to float away, and for a while, the black killing evil god flew into the air.

Although Hengnu's body is huge, his body is disproportionately fast. In the middle of the wind, the raids were frequent, gradually devouring the opponent's essence.

The Black Killer Evil God was certainly furious, but he also knew that the more times like this, the more he needed to be calm. Thinking about whether this hungry ghost is slippery or not, he uses guerrilla tactics to cultivate his essence and gradually eat away. If it is allowed to develop again, the consequences will be terrible!

"The guy who has no one in his eyes is too early to be happy! With your three-legged cat skills, it is really easy for the deity to destroy you!"

I saw that the black killing evil god's move was steep and easy, and his hands flew around, and he violently used "running the world". It was cold and swirling, and it immediately burst out like an overwhelming place. Xuangang contains incoherent gravity, which happens to restrain Hengnu, and the phantom body method that is as light as nothing. In the exclamation, Hengnu's body was glued, and he was violently pulled upside down and flying.

"Here's the opportunity, practice fire and thunder!"

I saw the Black Killing Evil God unleash, countless tadpole-like red thunderbolts. In an instant, Heng Nu was electrocuted on the outside and tender on the inside, and the miserable sound was loud, and he fell heavily from the air.

"Get up, don't play dead for Lao Tzu! This blow won't end your dog's life!"

The Black Killing Evil God walked over on his own, but Hengnu still didn't move in the slightest. So he sacrificed a huge force, and said: "It's inevitable that there are many dreams at night, and a dangerous existence like you is better to destroy it as soon as possible!"

But at the moment when he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard a cruel laugh, and his upper body was firmly locked by a solid arm.

"Although it has paid a little price, this kind of return is enough to make up for it!"

In the midst of Heng Nu's wild laughter, he began to devour it wantonly, and the pure vitality of the Black Killing Evil God was sucked away countless times in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, is that really the case? Then let's see who sucks who dry first!"

Without thinking, the blood-red fangs of the black killing evil god pierced directly into Hengnu's arm, gulping down the essence blood of the demon race.

Heng Nu couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect the other party to come to this set. Originally, I wanted to strengthen myself by devouring each other. Unexpectedly, when the evil god of black killing was trapped, he actually used his own way to govern his body. As a result, with the rapid loss of essence and blood, the power is gradually weakening, and the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse.

"I forgot, this is a zombie!"

In desperation, he had to let go of his arm and let the other party go. At the moment, regardless of the blood from the wound, he quickly evacuated the place of right and wrong.

Looking at the back of Hengnu in the distance, the Black Killing Evil God only felt that his chest was congested. Why did the difficult guys pop up one after another? This time, if the other party runs away, there will inevitably be endless troubles. If we meet again next time, it is estimated that it will be even more difficult to deal with.

"Well, wouldn't it be easy for them to fight hard, and then come out to pick up ready-made?"

Thinking of this, he also turned into black mist and left.

And when they learned about Yinggou's hiding place, they all looked solemn.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Wang Zihua jokingly asked Jin Qi how he escaped, which is really a bit different from his usual style.

Jin Qi shrugged indifferently, saying that if there was only one, he would dare to compare. But two at the same time, it is indeed a little unbearable, not to mention that if Yinggou is alarmed, I am afraid that the consequences will be even worse.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and Wang Zihua said that the origin of the black killing evil god was unknown. The first to fight, but it was evenly matched, but for some reason, it became a zombie ancestor. Although there is no conflict at the moment, it is better to be careful not to regret it.

"Then you have to be more careful, because the hostile forces are increasing!"

Zhao Hangyu couldn't help but worry about it, because of the next situation, I don't know what unexpected changes will happen.

In a bright villa, a radiant middle-aged beautiful woman is holding several albums and looking through photos from the past. Take a closer look, she is Zhao Hangyu's mother, Li Meifeng.

Li Meifeng stared at the photos one by one, and she was distracted. From Zhao Hangyu's birth to his entry into colleges and universities, every detail of all the growth process seems to have happened yesterday.

Every time I think of what my son said: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?", Li Meifeng's heart will feel a tingling pain.

She really couldn't understand why she wanted a sixteen-year-old boy to bear such a heavy fate? She would rather have everything like Zhao Hangyu when he was a child, carefree.

"In fact, since he was a child, he has been everywhere to show the difference. Or maybe all this was arranged by God a long time ago............"

Li Meifeng sighed, and the picture in her memory gradually appeared in front of her..................

In the mountains behind his own garden, Zhao Yunhai is taking his six-year-old grandson and is undergoing rigorous training. And today's topic is to test Zhao Hangyu's proficiency in the "Spirit Sword Mantra".

"Hurry up and burn the talisman and chant the spell, what do you think?

Seeing that his grandson seemed to be wandering out of the world, Zhao Yunhai couldn't help but snort and reminded him in time.

Zhao Hangyu only felt depressed for a while, his friends were all playing outside, but why did he stay here, accompany his grandfather, and do these boring exercises? But if he was disobedient, it would definitely be the rhythm of the board.

Thinking of this, the spell was completed in the blink of an eye, and after the peachwood sword was opened, a layer of light blue streamer flashed on the surface.

"Well, that's good!"

Seeing that his grandson was skillful, Zhao Yunhai was also full of relief. Zhao Hangyu is extremely talented, no matter what he teaches, he can learn decently almost only once after a demonstration.

"Come on, show me your thirty-six Tiangang swordsmanship!"

Zhao Yunhai stabbed out with a sword, and above the blade of the sword, a fluctuating sword flower suddenly appeared. Although the sword in his hand is only a wooden sword, he believes that its power is not inferior to that of a real sword.

Zhao Hangyu did not dodge or dodge, and his body moved on his own with the moves that kept emerging in his mind. One move after another, extremely coherent, without the slightest hindrance.

Zhao Yunhai secretly sighed in his heart, he didn't want his grandson's moves to be proficient and old-fashioned, as if he had practiced for no less than ten years. There were several times when I got myself, and I almost couldn't parry.

"Lao Zhao, if you don't use your real skills, you will be defeated by me!"

Zhao Hangyu's figure is erratic, like a lotus leaf swinging in the wind, stabbing three swords in a row, and the end should not be underestimated.

"It's not big or small, Lao Zhao is also what you can call it?

But seeing the transformation of Zhao Yunhai's sword path, it was like a spring silkworm spinning silk, enveloping Zhao Hangyu.

Zhao Hangyu is young after all, and in terms of tactical experience, he naturally cannot be compared with his grandfather. Caught in a difficult situation, the situation reversed.

I don't know if it's because of boldness, or if I understand that this is just a competition, and my grandfather won't really hurt himself. Zhao Hangyu simply closed his eyes, not looking at Zhao Yunhai's moves, but using his heart to sense the specific position of the opponent.

Suddenly, a fierce sword slashed out, making it impossible to avoid it. With a click, the peachwood sword in Zhao Yunhai's hand was actually broken from it.

"What!?"

Zhao Yunhai was incredulous, and looked at Zhao Hangyu again. I saw that he burst out with an unprecedented aura, not at all like a six-year-old son.

Either because of too much force, or for other reasons, Zhao Hangyu actually fainted and lay on the ground unconscious.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu!"

Zhao Yunhai was suddenly frightened, rushed up in three steps and two steps, and hugged his grandson. Seeing that Zhao Hangyu's qi pulse was even, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Strange? What the hell happened just now? I always feel that something is not quite right with this child. ”