Aiming at the palm strikes in the upper and middle sections, Luo Hao's soft palms seem to be a hammer that can smash flesh and bones together. + The piercing hand that stabbed at the shortest distance towards the vital point made her slender fingers like a spear of calamity.

The slender and fair-skinned hand struck at the top of Wu Shen's head, neck, and shoulders, slashing down like a green dragon knife, and rushed over.

The elbow strike that came was like a sharp sharp sword. The grappling technique that grabbed Wu Shen's hands and feet made him feel as if he had been bitten by a dragon. Moreover, these attacks are continuous, as if people can see the majestic Yangtze River and the Yellow River rushing and rolling.

However, these attacks did not hit Wu Shen's body, and the combination of paper painting and spider step, no matter how violent and soft the attack was, it had no effect on Wu Shen.

The body flashed attacks in a row at an incredible angle, and then the "shaving" was launched again, and Wu Shen retreated not far from Luo Hao, and pulled out a short knife from his sleeve.

In order not to hurt Luo Hao, Wu Shen held the short knife behind his back, with the back of the knife facing forward. The combination of the six forms and the assassination technique, and the absolute physical technique that can only be used at this time is activated instantly.

The ultimate meaning of the Seven Nights: Flashing Shadow Spider Step, combined with the maximum speed of shaving, not only the figure, but even the sound can be combined with the technique of superimposed footsteps, and Luo Hao's mental and eye-eye method of listening to the sound and arguing is naturally invalid. At first, Luo Hao, who could barely counteract the attack with palm strikes, gradually became unbearable.

The high-speed moving figure shuttled back and forth in front of Luo Hao, bringing the physical skills and vampire qualities to the limit, and even surpassed the speed of the god's power for a while, and the back of the knife continued to lightly slash through Luo Hao's neck, if it wasn't for the back of the knife and no force, Luo Hao would have been killed at least dozens of times.

This move originally required a great deal of physical strength, and with the side effects of infinite martial arts training, it was absolutely impossible to use it with human physical fitness. But in the case of vampires, that's another story.

Beyond the physical ability of human beings, the level of physical skills is naturally moving towards a higher level.

In the end, Luo Hao used the magic technique of shrinking the ground to hide on the periphery of the field, escaping the situation of continuing to be killed by the Shadow Slash.

"Lian, I lost convincingly, and my righteous brother really did martial arts. I learned a lot from this fight. Luo Hao was defeated, and she was convinced. She also saw that Wu Shen was trying to use all the tricks as much as possible in order for her to learn skills in battle. Otherwise, if he used a trick such as a flash slash at the beginning, Luo Hao would not have a chance to fight back at all.

Wu Shen wiped the beads of sweat from his face, ten minutes had just passed, if it wasn't for his last quick move, he would have been abused after his ability failed.

Even a half-vampire is a little overwhelmed by such a high-energy-consuming physical technique. Wu Shen rested leaning on the stone wall, not knowing why the bloodthirsty impulse once again came out of his heart.

Wu Shen did not have the flaw of blood-sucking impulse like the True Ancestor Elquit. For him, once he has a thirst for blood, it is basically because he consumes too much vampire power. This time is obviously no exception.

Oh no. In this deep mountain and old forest, there are no other women who can suck blood except Luo Hao. The question is that this time he lost the reason for the righteous words of treatment, is it possible for Luo Hao to satisfy his own **?

"What's wrong with you, brother-in-law? Don't look very comfortable? Luo Hao seemed to notice Wu Shen's unusual state, so he stepped forward and asked worriedly.

"Luo Hao, ah no, sister...... Can I ask you for something? "Because of the blood-sucking **, the root of Wu Shen's teeth is itching now, making him feel like he wants to die.

"Brother Yi, please tell me directly. As long as lotus can do it. I'm going to go to the soup and the fire, and I'm going to do it! ”

Wu Shen waved his hand, "Don't be so troublesome. My physical fitness is a bit strange, and if I exert too much power, I need to suck a little bit of other people's blood. I was too much fun fighting just now, so I didn't hold it, and I accidentally ran out of energy......"

Although Wu Shen didn't say it explicitly, Luo Hao naturally understood the meaning of his words. Recalling the scene of being sucked blood before, a trace of blush couldn't help but appear on Luo Hao's fair face.

After a fierce struggle in his heart for a moment, Luo Hao walked up to Wu Shen and opened the front few buttons, revealing a neck as tender as milk.

"The martial arts competition was proposed by Lian first. The situation that has caused inconvenience to the righteous brother is naturally solved by Lian. Please, please suck it......" Even Luo Hao, who is usually upright and resolute, was in a fluctuating mood at this time. Fortunately, there is a relationship between righteous brothers and sisters, and Luo Hao's resistance is not very big.

With Luo Hao's permission, Wu Shen could no longer suppress his thirst for blood, and hugged Luo Hao's slender waist in his arms, and two sharp teeth pierced into her neck again.

"Rest for a while and continue practicing, you have no opinion." After the blood sucking ended, the atmosphere between the two people became a little awkward, and in the end, it was Wu Shen who broke the silence first and said.

He attacked so desperately to make Luo Hao's martial arts more exquisite, so that when facing the god of disobedience, the battle situation would be more favorable.

"No comments. Lian couldn't ask for this. Luo Hao also said with a stiff expression as if what had happened just now had not happened. But there are still big waves in her heart.

originally thought that she had already reached the pinnacle of martial arts, and the dilemma of being invincible in martial arts made her fall into a bottleneck, so that in the original story, even if Luo Hao obtained the power of the gods, his martial arts did not make any progress. This made her heartbroken, and now that she met someone who could defeat her in simple physical skills, Luo Hao was naturally very excited.

In the following days, Wu Shen has been accompanying Luo Hao in combat training. The navy's six-style, seven-night assassination technique, eight doors and other frenzied physical techniques swarmed out.

Luo Hao's martial arts became more refined in each battle, and even began to defeat Wu Shen, who simply used physical arts, and Wu Shen himself gradually mastered the secret of fusing physical arts, and began to learn the skills of the six naval styles by himself.

Although there is still a period of time before the completion of his studies, this initial progress alone makes Wu Shen feel comforted.

I don't know how long it has been, Luo Hao's martial arts have finally made deeper progress in non-stop training, coupled with the blessing of alchemy, even in the face of the gods, he has a little ability to defend against them.

The power of the gods far surpasses that of humans, and Luo Hao's strength should be regarded as the top among humans. But even so, when Luo Hao faced the god of disobedience, he should have relied on great luck to defeat the god.

I've done my best to help. Wu Shen thought. After all, it is up to Luo Hao himself to kill the god of disobedience. In battle, even if you help a little, it will be considered a waste of your efforts.

Only one person who completes the task of killing the gods alone can usurp the power of the gods. At this point, Wu Shenke really couldn't help anything. I can only hope that the trend of the world will not change because of the decline of the origins.