The answer is clearly opinion.

It's just that Hu Long's state at the moment made his mind completely chaotic.

Not only the eyes, but also the throat, tongue, and even the gums, the entire respiratory tract and the lungs, began to become extremely hot.

"I ...... cough cough cough ...... Ahem......"

I saw that Hu Long's face became red, and tears continued to stay in his eyes, and he felt as if even the tears were ignited, and when he crossed his cheeks, his face was about to be burned.

"Bang~Bang~Bang~"

In the empty bottles that were thrown away by Hu Long on the ground, there was no shortage of rare potions, most of which were not only rare, but also potions that had been blessed by some special postman.

Even if it is a fatal injury, it can recover quickly, even if it is a highly toxic postman's poison, it can be cured.

However, to Hu Long's despair, none of these potions worked.

Even if it can be relieved for a short time, it will be more spicy than the others.

The spicy Hu Long doubts life.

Perhaps he never imagined that one day, he would be spicy with chili peppers.

However, this certainly won't be your average chili.

Before entering the mysterious place, Zhao Ke collected a large amount of spicy melon water, and today it finally came in handy.

Under the steamer, it is not water, but a large amount of spicy melon water.

No matter how powerful Hu Long's perception of danger is.

But there are many prerequisites for human beings to perceive danger.

One of the most important points is the strangeness and familiarity.

Whether it's an unfamiliar environment, an unfamiliar smell, or even a feeling that can't be explained.

Strangeness can make people instinctively alert.

Familiarity, on the other hand, is the ability to make judgments more quickly and distinguish between danger and safety.

In Hu Long's subconscious, the water vapor in the steamer is just a normal thing, and his subconscious thinking will tell him his judgment in advance.

Besides, peppers are not poison.

Whether it is an antidote or a medicine to restore the injury, for chili peppers, it is not able to prescribe the right medicine.

I saw Zhao Ke, who was standing next to the steamer, reaching out to remove his wig.

The slender palms unfolded, and I saw that on Zhao Ke's fingers, in addition to the storage ring, there was also a bright ruby ring.

Wave your hands with both palms.

It was seen that under the guidance of the source hand, the thick vapor mist around the steamer was constantly compressed, wrapping around Hu Long.

Surrounded by thick smoke, Hu Long couldn't even breathe normally.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, he saw that Hu Long didn't know where the strength came from, so he jumped up frantically and rushed up in the direction of Zhao Ke's voice.

His speed was extremely fast, breaking free from the thick mist around him, and even the Regent couldn't catch up with him.

How to change the time.

When encountering such an opponent, all Zhao Ke can do is to wash his neck and wait for death.

But now, Hu Long, who is almost blind in both eyes, can't even breathe normally.

In Zhao Ke's eyes, he is just a toothless sick tiger, not as threatening as a wild cat.

Facing the fleeting Hu Long.

Zhao Ke's arms were crossed in front of his chest, and at the same time, the Buddha power in his body was boiling, and suddenly a golden bell appeared in front of Zhao Ke.

It is the ability that he inherited from the stupa, the golden bell jar.

"Bang!"

With a thick bell ringing, Hu Long's body collided horizontally.

Zhao Ke's brows furrowed, and he saw that the golden bell in front of him began to crack inch by inch.

In his heart, he silently recited the White Bone Temple, urging his Buddha power to the extreme.

"Kill!!"

When Hu Long shouted out, he felt like his throat was about to be torn apart.

Hu Long had never suffered such a big loss.

Shocked by Zhao Ke's despicable methods, he was even more anxious in his heart.

He knows very well that he can't maintain this state for long.

Compared to the pain of his eyes being scraped by a knife, the burning sensation in his lungs made him almost suffocate.

Even a slight gasp of breath is as uncomfortable as drinking boiling water.

At this moment, it is the time to fight to the death, if you can't kill this king dog with one blow, the next unlucky person is yourself.

I saw a strong silver light erupt from his whole body, and a set of silver armor almost covered Hu Long's whole body.

It also strengthened Hu Long's strength again, and having armor to protect himself made Hu Long feel at ease in an instant.

At least his own armor, even if it is a third-order ability, can't be penetrated.

You can't help yourself with a waste.

"Waste is always waste." Hu Long said with contempt in his heart.

At the same time, a blue scimitar appeared in Hu Long's hand.

"Die!"

A knife can be chopped, and Zhao Ke's golden bell is like a piece of tissue paper, which is cut open without any barrier.

Zhao Ke's face changed, and he didn't have time to dodge at all, but when he saw that he was in a hurry, his eyebrows showed anger.

Under the angry personality, Zhao Ke had no choice but to retreat and dodge.

Instead, he faced the long knife that was cut head-on, and with a touch of his fingertips, his cross arm collided with the knife.

"Bang!"

Under the sound of metal colliding, an unshakable force made Zhao Ke fall to the ground on his left knee.

Blood ran down Zhao Ke's shoulders and stained most of the prison clothes on his body.

"Click~~"

I saw that Zhao Ke's raised arm began to tremble constantly, and if I looked closely, it was not difficult to find that I don't know when, Xue Jizi had been held in Zhao Ke's hand.

With the arm as the beam and the blade as the shield, it meets it head-on.

But Zhao Ke still underestimated the gap between him and Hu Long, even if the other party was not based on strength, he still had a crushing advantage over himself.

Zhao Ke only felt as if his arms were about to lose consciousness now.

"Not dead?"

Sensing that his blade seemed to be blocked by something, Hu Long drew his knife sideways, and his voice had become hoarse and blurred: "Come again!" ”

"Hum~~"

The long knife pulled back, and the light blue blade erupted into a dazzling spark on the thin surface of Xue Jizi's blade, and a deep wound visible on Zhao Ke's shoulder was cut together.

However, at the moment when Hu Long drew his knife, Zhao Ke's eyes flashed with a hideous killing intent at the same time.

"Ahem~~"

Even under Hu Long's strong concentration, with the strong burning of the respiratory tract and lungs, his breathing still coughed unnaturally.

But Zhao Ke has been waiting for this slight cough.

Under the strong discomfort in his lungs, Hu Long's body was shaking unnaturally, and his body was unnaturally stiff.

Even if this stiffness is only for a moment, it is enough for yourself!

The leg that fell to the ground on one knee was like a spring, bursting with great force under pressure.

The soil under his feet scattered with Zhao Ke's strength.

I saw that Zhao Ke's hand didn't know when, a strange blade appeared.

The moment the blade stabbed at Hu Long, it was as if the time around him had also frozen.

A brilliant rainbow light runs through time and space, as if piercing from the distant past to the unknown future.

The silver glare on Hu Long's chest suddenly went out.

Zhao Ke only heard the sound of "bang~", and saw that dark red rust began to grow on the silver armor on Hu Long's body, and a hole the size of a fist was corroded out in an instant.

This knife is the blade that Zhao Ke got from Chen Pan: Miller's Thorn!

Although he couldn't see it, the strong sense of crisis made Hu Long's heart tremble rapidly.

Resolutely gave up the long knife in his hand, and grabbed Zhao Ke's wrist with both hands like iron tongs.

He knew that if he stabbed this knife, he would definitely die.

"Miller's Thorn? Damn it! Why does he have this thing? ”

Hu Long could feel the powerful power on this knife, and he could clearly feel that his armor had a hole in it without any damage.

But this armor is connected to his own flesh and blood, and if it is damaged, the stamp album will notify him as soon as possible.

Why didn't I receive any messages?

There is only one answer, and that is that this hole is not in the present, but in the distant future.

Only Miller's Thorn can have this kind of power, which runs from now to future.

Although I wondered in my heart, why Wang Gouzi was able to use this prop.

You must know that this is a prop that must consume postage, energy, and life.

He wasn't a postman, so how could he activate this item?

It's just that this doubt no longer allows Hu Long to guess.

"Future...... Ahem...... The future is possible...... Change...... Target! ”

The green tendons tightened like earthworms on Hu Long's red face, and the big hands like iron tongs pushed the blades on his chest away little by little.

It seems that with each blade being pushed out a little bit.

The holes in Hu Long's armor began to recover a little.

However, at this time, a fierce light flashed in Zhao Ke's sharp eyes: "From the time you got close to me, the ending was already doomed!" ”

As Zhao Ke's voice fell, he saw Zhao Ke's body full of Buddha.

The shadow of a dragon and an elephant appeared behind Zhao Ke.

Dragon Elephant Sutra.

Like the Golden Bell Jar, it is an ability that Zhao Ke inherited from the Relic Pagoda.

Urging the Dragon Elephant Sutra can double your strength.

If you add the blessing of the stupa, it is enough to increase the number to twice as much.

Suddenly, Zhao Ke's strength rose in a straight line, and under the explosive power comparable to that of a melee postman, Hu Long's face changed suddenly, and his hands could no longer suppress Zhao Ke.

"Flutter!"

Hu Long's body stiffened, and the tearing sensation in his chest was like a huge black hole, frantically devouring his consciousness.

"Are you unwilling?"

Of course, he still has a lot of powerful props, a lot of amazing abilities, and he has a lot of life-saving hole cards.

By the way, there are also powerful recovery drugs.

But it was too late.

A knife pierced Hu Long's chest, and Zhao Ke was seen pulling up Xue Jizi, who was almost breaking on the ground, from lightning like lightning, and slashed angrily.

"Poof!"

A shallow frost mark appeared on the bridge of Hu Long's nose, and immediately Hu Long's pupils tightened, and the piercing coldness made the burning stinging pain in his eyes gradually subside.

It was not only the unbearable burning sensation that subsided, but also the eternal extinguishing of his consciousness.

I'm afraid that Hu Long never dreamed that he had seen many examples of overturning boats in the gutter, but he never imagined that one day he would actually capsize in the gutter and die at the hands of a waste who was not a postman.