The momentum is wave after wave, the sand and dust are suppressed, the two people in the middle of the wave are still fighting, Master Mao's body has obviously shrunk a lot, his legs began to slide back, and the corners of Mao Zongxu's mouth turned up slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Drink!"

A powerful momentum came out of him, and his head began to tilt back, Master Mao shouted badly, but saw that Mao Zongxu's head had smashed down, and he couldn't dodge at this time. The two of them collided with each other without making a sound, and their mouths bulged as if they were blown by a strong wind.

Master Mao felt that the qi in his body had been drained, the place where he collided had sunken, and the feeling of pain exploded in his heart.

He lost the initiative, and Mao Zongxu completely suppressed him. The evil eye took a step forward, and the imp immediately stood in front of him, and he could only watch.

"You're no match for me."

"Bang."

Master Mao was kicked out by Mao Zongxu, slammed into the stone wall, and spit out a mouthful of blood. My chest felt so stuffy that I couldn't breathe.

He walked over to the place where he had fallen, pulled his weapon from his clothes, blew the dust off it, and pressed his fingers on the protruding peach.

"Titicaca."

The weapon changed, and the bottom of the cone, suddenly all unfolded, and the spiked scimitars stretched downward, and the same was around, around the rows of spiked scimitars, if the people of the Qing Dynasty were here, they might recognize the name of the weapon, blood droplets.

Forcefully ripped off the particles above, and a thin iron chain was pulled out of it, which was really the most vicious weapon of the Qing Dynasty, blood droplets. Drops of blood kill, beheading, blood flies, dripping to the ground.

With a flick of the scimitar, drops of blood spun in his hands, and chains were held in both hands.

"I've changed my mind now, I'll send you to see the ancestors of the Mao family first, haha."

Wielding the drops of blood, shaking hard, the scimitar was still turning, and he saw Master Mao get up from the ground and smiled contemptuously.

The blood droplets detached from his hand and flew straight to Master Mao's head, and countless scimitars in Master Mao's pupils kept spinning, faster and faster, and more and more startled, catching him off guard.

There was no way back behind him, it was the wall, and he immediately squatted down, and the blood droplets were inserted into the stone wall, whirling, and the stone wall was cut out of a large groove, and countless sand and dust fell from above.

Mao Zongxu saw that Master Mao was hiding, and immediately pulled back, and the blood droplets fell straight down, Master Mao looked up and saw that it was close at hand, he kicked his feet on the stone wall, his body was bounced out, and the blood droplets jumped into the air.

Under the action of inertia, he slid Xu Yuan on the ground, hit Mao Zongxu's lower part directly, bounced up instantly, turned his hands into claws, and grabbed Mao Zongxu's throat.

Mao Zongxu didn't expect him to use such a move, the blood droplets were pulled hard, and they were pulled back in an instant, and he also retreated, Master Mao pressed step by step, and every time he came out of his claws, he was dodged by the other party.

Hearing the sound of whining blood droplets spinning behind him, he instantly lowered his head, his first step was successful, Master Mao watched the blood droplets fly towards him, frowned, his hand instantly tied the iron chain to his body, and his body immediately rotated in place, the iron chain became shorter and shorter, and the blood droplets also began to rotate around his body.

His speed became faster and faster, and the blood droplets finally turned into a residual rainbow and rushed out of Mao Zongxu's body, extremely fast, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, rushing towards Master Mao. Master Mao stood opposite him, he had already taken out the copper coin sword in his hand, his eyes looked at the flying remnant rainbow, he was looking for a trajectory, this time the blood droplets were crawling like snakes, turning and turning.

Squinting, he saw a small snake that was swimming, very slowly, spitting out a letter and opening its fangs to bite at him.

Suddenly, his hand was lifted, and the copper coin sword thrust straight upwards.

"Ding, ding."

The sound of a bell sounded, even if it was so pleasant, no one had the heart to appreciate it.

Due to inertia, the chain in Mao Zongxu's hand was broken free. He watched Master Mao holding the copper coin sword, inserted under the blood droplet, the blood droplet rotated on the copper coin sword, and the blade inside the blood drop was just enough to put his hand in, and he could only pull the iron chain, and those blades would be retracted and the head would be harvested.

Master Mao was extremely relaxed, looking at Mao Zongxu, holding the copper coin sword, posing in a pitching posture, and then squatting. With a whoosh, drops of blood were thrown out, and he followed.

The qi on Mao Zongxu's body began to vent, the iron chain bounced up from the ground, Master Mao grabbed it, and the copper coin sword was put away.

Seeing the blood droplets coming to him, he didn't blink his eyes, looking at the blood droplets, as before, he clenched his fists with both hands, bounced up, and smashed a heavy fist on the blood droplets, and the blood droplets showed cracks, fell to the ground, and shattered into four pieces.

He wanted to raise his head to signal his success, but the iron chain in Master Mao's hand waved over, wrapped around him, and was tied. Then, Master Mao kicked his legs, bounced and flew sideways, and his legs kicked in Mao Zongxu's chest, and he kept kicking five or six feet before he landed. Mao Zongxu was kicked backwards, and he felt that several acupuncture points on his body were very painful.

The most important thing for a person who practices martial arts is to protect his acupuncture points and heart veins, and if he is hit, he will die at worst, and become a wasted person at worst. Feeling the pain, he roared loudly, and blood oozed from his mouth. It seems that Master Mao hurt him very badly, and the iron chain was also tempered by him, and he didn't expect it to be used on himself in the end.

His face was flushed from the struggle, and he couldn't break free from the chains, and Master Mao's attack came to him again. He raised his foot to attack, Master Mao was bounced away several times, and finally attacked his lower plate, one of the two swept on the ground, and the other quickly stepped back.

Suddenly, Mao Zongxu sped up, his feet actually kicked on the stone wall behind him, a somersault crossed over Master Mao's head, and the iron chain broke free from Master Mao's hand, breaking free with Zong Xu.

He fell with his back to Master Mao, and with a snap, the chain that bound him fell, and neither of them could get any benefits, and no one suffered a loss, it would be a protracted battle.

He turned around slowly and looked at Master Mao, not knowing what he was thinking, or a poisonous plan, or...

"You're good, but it's a pity that you still have to die here in the end, do you think you can beat me with this strength now? You're too naïve, do you know why I chose this place, it's just for the refining place, it's very peculiar and special. It also makes me throb, it took me five years to finally unlock the secret inside, haha, the last bandit in Xiangxi, Zhang Ping! ”

He roared loudly, his finger was cut open at some point, and the blood flowed and flowed incessantly, and his blood was actually greenish-red, and this blood must have a vicious substance in it.

Blood dripped on the ground, and Master Mao didn't stop it, because he also wanted to meet the legendary character, although he had already been killed, but why Zhang Ping appeared here, he didn't know, but with this name, he was worth seeing.

The blood drew the appearance of a person on the ground, and gradually the human figure was revealed, spread on the ground and measured more than one meter seven high, he clenched his fist, the blood immediately stopped, and walked in front of the little ghost, only to hear a pop, his hand was inserted into the body of the little ghost, and the little ghost looked at him in disbelief.

Then he slowly pulled it out, a heart was held in his hand, the heart had already withered, and the little ghost suddenly made a piercing sound, and the ghost cried wolf, and then the skin and flesh on his body fell off piece by piece, turning into a pile of wasteland.

Looking at the heart, the laughter was hideous, the blood in the palm of the hand poured into the heart, and finally bulged.

"Bang, bang."

The heart was beating as if it had come to life.

Master Mao, the two of them with evil eyes looked straight and crazy.

He put his heart in the blood-red figure on the ground, and after placing it, he straightened up, smiled, looked at his younger brother, Master Mao, and spoke.

"Let you know what it looks like to know the bandits! Ha ha. Rise! ”

Out of nowhere, he took out a few small pennants with the words written on them, flew out, and surrounded his heart.

"Bang, bang."

No other sounds could be heard here, only the sound of a heartbeat, getting louder and louder.

Suddenly, the circle of red blood on the ground disappeared, and a white skeleton poked out of the ground lying flat, exactly matching the human form drawn by the blood.