The flying head spit out a single knife, and rushed up again, making a half-circle, the bloody mouth opened, and the fangs bit towards Han Yun.

Xia Ji saw it, Dantian luck, the strength of the arm, the right arm that had accumulated internal strength was like a steel rod, pumping the air and smashing it on the side face of the flying head.

The flying head was hit hard, like a big leather ball, smashed on the ground, and bounced high.

Xia Ji struck with all his strength, and finally received a little effect, and the flying head man's face bones were dented, and there were large scorch marks on his face, which was the unique inflammation of Black Yangong.

Xia Ji shook his arm, feeling that his arm bones were about to crack.

Even if you can kill the flying head in front of you, I'm afraid it will consume most of your internal qi.

What made Xia Ji feel strange was why this flying head man kept rushing to Han Yun, but he didn't care about himself.

This flying head is very fierce, and he didn't retreat when he was smacked hard, circled around, and bit it up again, still heading for Han Yun.

At this moment, a ball of fire burst out.

Han Yun was in the dark, he couldn't see anything, he could only hear Xia Ji fighting with monsters, and he was scared in his heart, so he lit a fire.

Xia Ji was afraid of attracting more flying heads, and was about to destroy them.

At this moment, the flying head saw the light of the fire and shrank back.

Is it afraid of fire?

Xia Ji's heart moved, snatched the fire fold, waved forward, and the flying head saw the firelight, and retreated a few feet.

Xia Ji breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect Han Yun to hit him by mistake, but he found the weakness of Feitouman.

The fire broke the burning time was limited, Xia Ji lifted Zuo Fu's corpse, saw that there was a flattened lantern under him, and hurriedly took out the candle in the lantern and lit it.

The flame of the candle formed a faint but continuous circle of light, enveloping Xia Ji and Han Yun in the circle.

"Hold it firm!" Xia Ji stuffed the candle into Han Yun's hand.

The flying head floated outside the Zhangxu, not daring to get too close to the firelight.

"Senior Brother Xia, look at the ...... behind" Han Yun suppressed his fear, his voice trembling weakly.

Xia Ji looked behind him, and in addition to the one in front of him, there was another flying head.

The same is true of this newcomer, who did not dare to step forward in the face of the firelight.

Xia Ji was furious in his heart, one flying head was enough, and he was definitely not an opponent with two of them, but fortunately they were afraid of fire.

What makes Xia Ji feel strange is that Cai Wang is also a flying man, why is he not afraid of fire?

This human-like thing has too many secrets on it that can't be solved.

"There's a room ahead, let's go there."

Xia Ji saw that at the edge of the square, there were several walls faintly, which seemed to be a building.

The two of them walked a distance, and the flying heads around them gathered more and more, reaching six.

After the flying heads gathered, it seemed that their courage had increased greatly, and they were no longer afraid of fire.

A flying head suddenly rushed out and pounced on Han Yun.

Xia Ji glanced at it and saw that the teeth of this flying head were extremely sharp, like a shark opening its mouth, if it was bitten, Han Yun's small body would have to be broken into several pieces.

Xia Ji's internal qi surged, and he used his arm to slam it directly into the past with one palm, blocking the flying head and his jaw.

Suddenly it shattered its teeth and flew like a big ball.

Immediately afterwards, two more flying heads, one left and one right, attacked Han Yun.

Under Xia Ji's vicious fight, the Black Flame Gong was running at full strength, and the scorching heat swept through the whole body, and there was a madness on his body that wanted to go out, as if he had turned into a beast.

He let out a loud shout, and the two fists opened together, like two steel whips, hitting the two flying heads on the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

They screamed, fell to the ground, and bounced diagonally.

These flying head barbarians are not blindly ruthless monsters, they seem to have a little bit of wisdom, seeing that Xia Ji was ruthless, he didn't dare to attack for a while, but he didn't retreat, and surrounded them from a distance of one or two zhang.

Xia Ji was stunned, puzzled in his heart, he beat them so hard, he should be the most hateful, why did these flying brutes only go towards Han Yun?

Seeing that Feitou was temporarily retreating, Xia Ji simply lifted the little girl, poured anger into his feet, and accelerated his running.

Xia Ji carried Han Yun and ran wildly, and there was a cloud of dust behind him, and he didn't know how many flying heads chased after him.

Xia Ji held Han Yun in his left hand, and his right hand flew, fighting whenever he was strange, and several flying heads bit Han Yun from different angles as fast as electricity, but they were all beaten away by Xia Ji with a more ruthless and faster fist.

But these flying heads are all born with copper skin and iron bones, Xia Ji can hurt them, but he can't kill them.

Seeing that there were more and more flying heads falling behind, Han Yun cried and shouted, "Senior brother, you can leave me, they are all coming at me!" ”

Xia Ji was immersed in the battle and didn't hear Han Yun's words.

"Throw me down, it's better to kill me than two!" Han Yun shouted again.

"Crying again really threw you away!"

Xia Ji ran while playing, and soon came to the building at the edge of the square.

The building is a series of smooth stone walls, forming simple rooms, somewhat like a labyrinth.

At that moment, the fire flickered at the entrance, and a man emerged.

"Boy, your life is hard enough!"

Yueniang carried a red lantern and smiled and showed half of her body from behind the wall.

"Mom!" Han Yun has never thought her stepmother is so cute.

"Follow me." Yueniang went headlong into the maze.

Xia Ji didn't have time to think about it, and followed Yueniang into the labyrinth.

Yueniang seemed to be familiar with the inside of the labyrinth, and she turned around and took Xia Ji to a room.

Xia Ji looked behind him again, and the bunch of flying heads he was chasing disappeared without knowing when.

When Xia Ji was highly nervous before, he didn't feel anything, but when he stopped, he only felt that the vest, right chest and other places were like fire moxibustion, knowing that this was due to the excessive use of the Black Flame Gong, and the internal breath was disordered.

"I'll help you."

Yueniang said, her palm against Xia Ji's back.

"No hassle."

Xia Ji wanted to dodge, but he was close to collapse and couldn't dodge.

"I never do anything that benefits others or others, I help you for myself, and I want to borrow you to deal with Lu Tianlong and them, and I want to use you to find cats."

Yueniang said, and a stream of heating entered Xia Ji's body, helping him to adjust the disordered internal breath.

Xia Ji thought to himself, although this girl is not a good person, she is a real villain who is above board.

After a while, a thick white gas came out from the top of Xia Ji's head, which was a sign that the internal injury had improved.

"Now it's up to you to pranayama." Yueniang took the palm power.

Xia Ji was slightly grateful, and with the help of Yueniang, at least he saved a few days of work to recuperate from his internal injuries.

Xia Ji saw that the lantern was placed at the door, moved the lantern to the corner, took off his coat again, and covered the lantern, revealing only one side.

Yueniang knew that Xia Ji was trying to weaken the light to prevent the location from being exposed, and thought that this kid was careful.

Xia Ji leaned into the door, there was a corridor outside, and there was only this room inside.

That is, outsiders should pay attention to this, and they must first go to the turn of the corridor before they can see the room.

Yueniang's choice of hiding place is not bad.

Xia Ji looked at Han Yun, the extremely tired little girl had fallen asleep.

Xia Ji sat on the ground, and since being swept into this strange world, he finally found a peaceful time.

However, how long can this temporary calm last?