With a bang, Zhang Hai tried his best to resist his strength.

The power of this silver-blooded spear is simply too powerful.

The people who use him are also brave.

The spear was nailed to the side of his ghost-headed knife. The strong strength made Zhang Tao's hands tremble slightly.

He jumped backwards, trying his best to get rid of his remaining strength.

Zi's marksmanship, the second style, the jack pendant, and raised the red and white spear as he spoke.

Holding the end of the spear in both hands, he jumped up with all his strength, and two deep footprints appeared on the ground.

Zhang Hai took a deep breath, and the shot just now made his arm a little numb.

The Blood Evil Sutra can only be advanced by relying on blood and evil qi, and where will it be filled with blood and evil qi?

The answer is war.

Over the years, he followed his eldest brother and fought against the barbarians at the border passes, killing 8,000 people.

But I still can't touch the second realm.

The shot just now made him find a feeling between life and death.

Chaowen said, it's okay to die at night.

This is the mindset of the seeker.

A dark shadow in front of him was pressing down on him.

That was Ziyu's second move.

He stood with his legs side by side, and the bloody aura on his body became extremely strong.

A black aura surrounds the body of the ghost head knife, which is the ghost aura carried by the magic weapon itself.

The palm of his hand pressed against the back of the knife over his head, and when the spear smashed straight down, a feeling of Tarzan's crushing fell on his heart.

It was an unrivaled force, and his feet were firmly rooted in the ground.

Use all your strength to unload.

At this time when the sun was not showing his forehead, his sweat beads were dripping down.

The gap is too big, and it is estimated that he will not be able to receive twenty moves.

Yun Sanyan saw that something was wrong.

Hurry up and say.

"You hurry up and run away with the little master, we are here to carry it.

Remember, go to the South China Sea Sword Sect, the South China Sea Sword Master and our family master are friends of life and death. ”

"The seventh style, through the clouds and through the moon."

After saying that, an oblique split came over.

Zhang Hai was beaten backwards by him, the blood from the tiger's mouth flowed non-stop, and the Tongxuan realm could already heal some relatively minor injuries by itself.

However, the continuous blows gave him no time to heal at all.

He roared

"The Blood Sutra, the second realm, the sky is full of blood, open it for me."

"You don't have a chance, eighth style, the green dragon swings its tail.

As he spoke, the tip of the spear slashed directly through the blade of his sword, bringing up a series of sparks. ”

At this time, the bloody aura around Zhang Hai became as thick as mist.

The aura on his body is also much stronger than before.

Zi Yu knew that he had finally crossed that hurdle.

The second layer of the blood brake meridian is full of blood, and the blood is thick into a mist. Attack and defense have been greatly improved.

He can even absorb the blood and evil qi between heaven and earth to restore his own strength.

Zi Yu said,

"Trouble,

They have to fight quickly, or they won't be good if they run away with people. ”

On the other side, more than twenty black-clad Bloody Hand House killers were intercepting them.

Unfortunately, the difference in power between the two sides is not particularly obvious.

The most powerful of the black-clothed Bloody Hand Building is Wang San, who has built a nine-fold foundation.

On Yang Kai's side, the most powerful under the foundation is Yun Sanshi.

The ranking on the list of Jianghu foundation building is relatively higher than Yun Sanshi.

In terms of combat power, it can also prove that this ranking is without moisture.

The Yun Sanshi Gong is the Book of Clouds, and the breath is long.

The internal force is filled with the ethereal clouds and the vastness of the sea.

Wang San's practice is the authentic Twelve-Form Yiquan.

Because of the variety and distinctive characteristics, it was given the title of Huaquan by others.

The tiger fist is fierce, and the dragon fist is positive.

Rabbit boxing is smart, and monkey boxing is varied.

Although his moves were repeated, it was obvious that he couldn't help Yun Sanshi until his strength was exhausted.

He will be slaughtered.

"The second weight of the Zixia Sutra is opened, the purple sea appears, and the spiritual power is opened."

Ziyu silently read it in his heart.

His temperament has changed, becoming more profound and powerful.

He said

"You forced me, I haven't completed this realm yet.

It was you who made him start ahead of time and unload my vitality for five years.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I kill you, I will be able to do it in one go.

It will definitely make my second realm flawless. ”

said, and directly waved a shot, with a purple gun.

Zhang Hai felt a mountain of pressure rushing towards him.

He can't take this trick, and he is likely to die.

He Zhang Hai has been in the army for many years, and he has been on the battlefield with his eldest brother.

He has long put his life and death on the line.

It's a pity, I just don't know if the little master can reach Xia City safely.

The gun was close in front of him, and he burned his own essence blood, if he didn't even have his life, even if he had more essence blood, it would be worthless to him.

"Slow, Ziwei helm keeps people under the main gun."

An old man hurried over from a distance.

He looked a little funny, looking like an old man next door, or even a beggar.

However, Zi Yu didn't dare to underestimate him at all, the spiritual power in this old man's body was as majestic as the abyss.

The strength is not inferior to him at all.

According to preliminary estimates, he is at least a master of the dual realm of Tongxuan.

Thinking of this, his spiritual power output was a little bigger, if he waited for this old man to come and intervene, the situation would not be good.

The purple spear became sharper, and Zhang Hai saw that things had changed, and he had hope of survival.

Hurriedly biting the tip of his tongue, his mind was clearer, and his essence and blood were constantly burning.

Where there is life, there is hope.

As long as you still have a breath of air, it's better than a shot to pierce it.

Bloody aura surrounded it, and he lifted his ghost-headed knife and slashed at it.

If you were stupid enough to defend here, you wouldn't be stabbed out of a hole.

Only a loud collision sound was heard, and Zhang Hai flew upside down.

It landed straight on the dry and pine earth.

There is a hole in his chest with a diameter of about ten centimeters.

There was a lot of blood flowing inside.

"Ziwei Helmsman, are you not giving face to the old decay?

I've already said stop, you have to work harder.

It seems that my Yunshan old monster has not been on the rivers and lakes for many years, and the world has forgotten my reputation a little. ”

As he spoke, he ran to Zhang Hai's side and looked at his injuries.

The hole in his chest was bleeding profusely, and there was purple spiritual power entwined with it.

Although the Tongxuan Realm can heal some injuries on its own, there is a purple spiritual power entanglement on it, and it is not an ordinary weapon.

It's a magic weapon, and it will have lethality attached to it.

If there is no panacea, it is estimated that you can only rely on your own exercises to slowly wear off.

It is difficult to recover from a year and a half.

The old man, with his sloppy clothes and messy hair, was also shocked when he saw this injury.

Said

"It's going to be a waste of one of my lotus root pills again, this Yang Chen, sooner or later, he will have to calculate these with him one day.

It's disgusting!

There is also this crape myrtle helmsman, who makes it clear that he doesn't take the old way in his eyes.

This bloody hand building is really awesome, it almost makes me angry to death. ”