I saw that Zhao Li's "Imperial Sword Technique Hybrid Yuan Thunderbolt Hand" with great kinetic energy, opened an arc of electricity in the air, and chased towards the black shadow that was far away.

The black shadow also seemed to sense the danger coming from behind, and made an urgent rollover, instantly flashing more than two meters from the direction of the pursuit of the "Hybrid Thunderbolt".

Seeing that this blow was about to fail, Zhao Li's face was silent, but a slight sneer hung up.

His previous "must hit" was not shouted in vain.

After swallowing the two demon foxes of Xin'er and Yue'er successively, Zhao Li's "luck" once reached a value of 1.5, but just now, it became 0.5 again.

Rumble!

In mid-air, the "Hybrid Thunderbolt" burst out violently, and a violent sound swept around, and a huge electric ball with a diameter of more than three meters suddenly appeared, enveloping the black shadow two meters away in an instant.

This is the "Critical Hit Hybrid Thunderbolt"!

When the thunder dissipated, I saw that the black figure exuded a trace of heat, and fell towards the ground.

Zhao Li used the free attribute points to recover his body while quickly rushing over.

In fact, Zhao Li had already "died" once just now, that is, when he was shot by the old monster with a "black feather arrow", his brain, heart, and even the blood vessels of his whole body were amputated and broken.

Fortunately, Zhao Li also has the "NDE Experience Medal (Bronze)"!

"When you take critical damage, regenerate 15% of your maximum health status and become immune to damage and control restrictions for 5 seconds, which can only be applied once every seven days. ”

It was this Medal Against the Sky that saved Zhao Li's dog life and provided an opportunity for Zhao Li's counter-killing.

As for breaking off his palm and using the move of "Imperial Sword Technique's Mixed Yuan Thunderbolt Hand", this was just a routine operation for Zhao Li.

As a man who has made life and death a matter of routine, killing the enemy is the first priority, and in the process of achieving this goal, everything is a weapon at his disposal—including his own body.

And in fact, there was no unimaginable pain when I broke my palm just now - because this palm had released too much "Heavenly Thunder Fu", and it was almost completely burned into charcoal by the high-voltage current, and a large number of nerves in the hand died, and even the muscles were quite brittle, so it could be easily broken by Zhao Li.

The most important thing is that Zhao Li still has "free attribute points", as long as he has this thing, it is really not a big deal to break his palm or something, and it will grow well before dawn tomorrow.

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"It's... Crows become spirits?"

Zhao Li rushed to the place where the black shadow fell, picked up an object from the ground with his intact hands, observed it, and muttered to himself.

This should be the body of the middle-aged beauty.

It was a black bird the size of half an adult, presumably a crow.

It's just that now the big crow looks really miserable, and most of the feathers on its body have disappeared, only some short red fluff is covered, and now it is basically full of burnt.

"No wonder the "Black Feather Arrow" of Na Laoshzi is so powerful, it turns out to be a "clothes bursting technique"...

Zhao Li thought so as he grabbed the wings of the big black crow with one hand.

At this moment, Zhao Li seemed to feel the crow's wings in his hand twitch slightly.

Zhao Li's eyes widened suddenly.

"Also... Not dead yet?!"

Zhao Li's face then showed an ecstatic demonic smile: "It's just right!

Hearing Zhao Li's words, this thousand-year-old crow who was indeed not dead half opened his eyes, and there was a trace of fear in his pupils, and his winged body, which was already completely weak, also burst out with new strength, and struggled desperately.

Zhao Li completely ignored this little struggle—without the help of demonic power, even an elephant would not have been able to break free from Zhao Li's hands with simple hard work.

With his mouth wide open, Zhao Li directly stuffed the bird's head into his big black hole first, just like Si Shallot eating a hot dog, stuffed the huge crow whole into his mouth, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After eating the big crow into his stomach, Zhao Li slowly compressed his body, changed from a muscular giant of five meters to a tall scholar of more than one meter and eight meters, and took out a white coat and put it on.

Of course, the "real hair cover" was naturally touched out together and worn perfectly on the head.

"Then, that scholar, my master called you over. ”

At this time, a crisp voice sounded behind Zhao Li.

It was the little Taoist Wencai - from the moment the middle-aged beautiful woman was beaten by Zhao Li and fled in a panic, the fire that closed the streets all over the ground was naturally extinguished, and the little Taoist priest was able to come out of the City God Temple.

"Oh?"

Zhao Li turned around and answered, thinking in his heart, could it be that this old Taoist priest was going to worry about his deception of their Heavenly Master Talisman?

The tears on the face of the little Taoist Wencai were not wiped away, and when he looked up and saw Zhao Li's face, he was so frightened that he almost cried.

It turned out that although Zhao Li used the free attribute points to recover his injuries, the black feathers all over his body were also squeezed out of the flesh and fell off, but it was inevitable to leave wounds...

Therefore, although Zhao Li is now wearing a flowing white dress and wearing his hair back, he can't talk about "Junxiu", and his face is full of slash marks from black feathered arrows, as if his face was once chopped off as a rib.

Zhao Li didn't care about this little Taoist Wencai, and first went to pick up the corpses of the fox demons that died on the ground - these fox demons have been dead for a while anyway, and Zhao Li is not in a hurry to eat, not so much, he still needs to change the "Xiao Nei" for washing!

Then, Zhao Li took a big stride and walked in front of Lin Jiu, a temple priest lying on the ground and dying.

"This calamity is all caused by Xiaosheng, I can't help it! I don't know what advice the chief has?"

Zhao Li, a handsome white-clothed scholar with a scar on his face, arched his hand and said to Lin Jiudao.

Although this sounds very polite, it is actually a bit shameless.

Zhao Li was also convinced, there was nothing this Taoist chief could do with him - everyone was lying on the ground and couldn't move, how else could they settle accounts with him?

Take a step back and say, even if you can still move, haven't you seen that the thousand-year-old crow was swallowed by Zhao Lisheng, this old Taoist priest will not try his best to challenge it, right?

However, to Zhao Li's surprise, this Lin Jiudao Leader was obviously seriously injured, and it seemed that he would not be alive for long, but there was an indifferent look on his face, and he didn't look like he wanted to settle accounts with Zhao Li at all, he just said lightly:

"Life and death are rich, there are days in the dark, and today's catastrophe is like this, and it has nothing to do with Xiucai. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Li frowned a little indistinctly, obviously he deceived their practice cheats and magic weapons money swords, which led to this catastrophe, but the other party was so open-minded?

Lin Jiudao raised his head, looked at Zhao Li, and continued: "But do you know that you also have a great calamity. ”