In the midst of the whirlwind, Zhang Chu felt that the blood in his mouth was getting colder and colder.

It's like chilled sour plum soup in summer......

This is by no means the temperature that a living person should have.

However, the white wolf Northern Barbarian in his arms was still rolling desperately and wailing desperately.

Although Zhang Chu could feel it, the power of the White Wolf Northern Barbarian's tumbling was sliding rapidly.

But he can be sure that what he is holding in his arms is indeed a big living person!

This is truly a ghost of the dead......

What made him even more panicked was that he felt a cold current rise in his lower abdomen, rushing into his limbs.

This cold snap is very, very unfamiliar to him.

But the blood qi that was recovering quickly clearly told him what this cold current was.

Own cheating...... Can it still be used?

He drank the blood of the living!

......

The struggle of the white wolf northern barbarians is getting weaker and weaker.

The blood that poured into Zhang Chu's mouth became less and less.

After a while, Zhang Chu pushed away the white wolf northern barbarian who had already been out of breath and had less air in it, and staggered to his feet.

"Phew!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and turned his head to scan the Northern Barbarians who surrounded him fiercely.

In fact, he doesn't need to pretend to be a murderer now.

He didn't know how fierce he was now!

His face and forehead were covered with blood, and only a pair of eyes were black and white.

A big red and bright mouth with blood, a mouth, and even the teeth are bright red, like the devouring evil ghosts on the murals!

The northern barbarians who surrounded him were so frightened by his glance that they all took a step back.

"Ade, Ade......"

Some of the Northern Barbarians shouted in horror.

Zhang Chu didn't understand the Northern Barbarian language, but from the expressions of these Northern Barbarian soldiers, he could guess that they were probably shouting words like "devil".

I didn't expect that these murderous butchers would also have a day of fear.

Sure enough, the wicked still need the wicked to grind......

Zhang Chu wanted to sneer.

But his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and he couldn't laugh.

He turned around and walked slowly to the city wall, bending down to pick up the shocking clouds left in the pile of corpses, and the golden scimitar of the white wolf northern barbarian.

Then he walked back to the body of the white wolf northern barbarian, cut off his head with the white wolf's fur with a golden scimitar, and pinned it to his waist with the scabbard of the golden scimitar.

The Northern Barbarians who were surrounded by black pressure all looked at him quietly.

No one dared to bother him doing all this.

Even if when he cut off the head of the white wolf Northern Barbarian, many Northern Barbarian soldiers were about to erupt with fire in their eyes, but they still didn't dare to rush up and disturb Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu like this scared them.

Until he tied the head of the white werewolf, lifted the shocking cloud inserted in the corpse of a northern barbarian soldier, and looked around the black and oppressive northern barbarian soldiers around him expressionlessly, and said softly: "What are you still stunned about?"

His words were not as moved as the Northern Barbarians.

But this did not prevent the northern barbarian soldiers who surrounded him from seeing the meaning of his words from his contemptuous gaze.

There was a chill.

I don't know how long it took before an eight-rank rider roared hysterically.

"Ulla. ”

In the next second, all the Northern Barbarians swarmed up.

The surging tide quickly submerged Zhang Chu.

It's just that in the black waves, there are blood-colored waves blooming......

......

Shi An was retracting his bloody long sword, and the black-armored Northern Barbarian Sea Hero, whose chest was pierced by a three-edged iron spear, fell to the ground silently.

"What about Zhang Bingcao?"

Shi An glanced around the messy city, and didn't see Zhang Chu's figure, so he asked Hou Juntang, who was holding his shoulders to stop the bleeding.

Hou Juntang looked around and muttered suspiciously: "I just saw him here!"

Shi An frowned, and secretly said that Zhang Chu wouldn't be so unlucky, dead, right?

Zhang Chu can't die!

Now the defense of the entire Jintian Mansion is tied to Zhang Chu, if he dies, he will not be able to play for a while if he changes others!

Before Shi An gave the order to see people alive and corpses to die, he heard someone shouting at the head of the city: "Oh no, the helper has fallen into the city!"

The call is nondescript.

But Shi An didn't need to think about it, he knew that the helper in this person's mouth was Zhang Chu, he hurriedly got up, popped his upper body out of the city, and looked down at the city.

I saw Zhang Chu, who was covered in blood and even his bald head reflected the red and bright light, standing on a corpse mountain as high as a small mountain, surrounded by black barbarian soldiers, desperately rushing to the corpse mountain like a black tide, among which there were many Northern Barbarian horsemen of the ninth and eighth grades!

However, Zhang Chu, who stood alone on the corpse mountain, was like a reef standing still in the stormy waves!

All the northern barbarians who rushed to the corpse mountain were cut down by him with one sword!

Whether it is a northern barbarian soldier carrying a large shield with a skin.

is still a nine-rank and eight-rank Northern Barbarian cavalry.

The front foot rushed up the corpse mountain, and the back foot became a corpse on the corpse mountain, building the corpse higher.

Zhang Chu's movements, hurry up and be neat, the kind of fierce picture of knives coming and breaking, shields coming and falling, is very visually impactful!

Whoever looks at it will praise it convincingly: What a fierce general!

Seeing that Zhang Chu was fine, Shi Anzai breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nonsense!"

He said softly, not salty.

However, Kong Changming, who was standing beside him, clearly saw undisguised appreciation on the face of his old boss.

"Lord Zhang, I'm back in the city!"

Shi An raised his voice and shouted.

Zhang Chu heard Shi Anzai's voice.

But he didn't look back.

Didn't move either.

He didn't want to go.

Because the blood in his body has gone violently......

The blood of the White Wolf Northern Barbarian, although it is not as strong as the four jars of medicinal wine left by Liang Chongxiao, but its stamina is comparable to that of the four jars of medicinal wine!

What made him even more troubled was that the chill in the white werewolf's blood had been integrated into his blood.

At this time, he is fighting with the fire intent in his blood, using the blood in his body as a battlefield, constantly fighting, vowing to distinguish a high and low.

He didn't know how to deal with the change.

After thinking about it, I only thought of a stupid way...... As long as more than half of the blood and qi in the body are consumed, these two special forces will have no place to fight, and they can only die down?

But partially, the cold current swelled up in his lower abdomen, which was almost endless, constantly replenishing the blood qi he consumed.

He can only fight like this.

There are only a thousand northern barbarians left under the left and right city walls.

Cutting down more than 1,000 people can always calm down the rampant blood in the body, right?

The right to waste utilization!

Now Shi An is here.

This proves that the black-armored Northern Barbarian Sea tycoon on the head of the city has already hit the streets.

The three big men of the Beiban Sea have already hit the street twice.

He didn't know where the remaining black-armored qi sea tycoon was, but Shi An was pressing for him, and he couldn't make any big waves when he hung that black-armored qi sea tycoon.

"Ulla!"

An angry shout sounded in the crowd of the Northern Barbarian soldiers, a burly Northern Barbarian cavalry general who was eight feet tall and had a small pigtail like Medusa's snake hair, jumped up from the crowd of the Northern Barbarian soldiers, grabbed a Xuanhua big axe with both hands, and slashed at Zhang Chu in the air.

Seven products!

Zhang Chu's eyes lit up when he saw the Xuanhua axe in his hand.

"Good weapon!"

He took the initiative to meet him, and the clouds in his hand were raised, and he slashed Huashan with one move and slashed at the Northern Barbarian cavalry.

Crimson energy poured out like a flash flood.

The burly Northern Barbarian cavalry general was not afraid, and with the swing of the axe, he shook the crimson energy, trying to break the crimson energy, and killed Zhang Chu after the strength with an axe.

"Boom. ”

The two forces are handed over.

The burly Northern Barbarian cavalry only felt an unstoppable huge force coming, and he couldn't stabilize his position at all, and after flying out of Zhangyu, he fell to the ground, and a breath of energy poured out from his feet, directly shaking a tabletop pit on the ground!

His heart shook.

He can be sure that this great detachment's blood and qi condensation energy is definitely not the strength of the seven grades!

But how could the dark energy of the eighth grade have such majestic power?

Zhang Chu didn't give him time to think.

He bullied his body, and the clouds in his hands danced rapidly, and a cloud of sword light appeared, covering the burly Northern Barbarian cavalry.

The burly northern barbarian cavalry was slashed by him, and he didn't dare to attack again, so he steadied his horse and raised his axe to block.

Who knows, the knife move at hand in Zhang Chu's hand turned out to be a false move.

Before the clouds fell, a heavy, ruthless and accurate kick had already kicked it hard.

Zhang Chu seemed to hear the sound of eggs cracking.

The burly Northern Barbarian Cavalry General's already dark face turned purple in an instant, and he didn't care about parrying Zhang Chu's Cloud Shocking Knife, so he jumped up with his crotch in his pants with a "whoosh".

The tolerance of martial artists to pain is much higher than that of ordinary people!

But obviously, it really hurts, this is not what ordinary martial artists can endure...... Who is going to practice the ability to resist blows? Aren't you afraid of cutting off your children and grandchildren?

The burly Northern Barbarian Rider jumped up, the empty door in front of him opened, and Zhang Chu took the opportunity to push the shocking cloud into his chest like lightning.

This scene was seen by everyone in the city.

Shi An was smiling, and seemed to be extremely appreciative of Zhang Chu's eclectic offensive techniques.

The ordinary soldier only felt that his crotch was cold, and he closed his legs unnaturally.

Only Hou Juntang and Kong Changming only felt a chill in their hearts.

That's a seven-grade product!

And it looks like it's still an extremely strong seven-pin!

If they fight against each other, it is still unknown who will live and who will die!

And Zhang Chu solved it with just three punches and two kicks......

Does this mean that if the two of them fight against Zhang Chu, is it just that Zhang Chu can be beaten to death with three punches and two kicks?

The most psychologically complex is Hou Juntang.

There is disbelief.

A year and a half ago, when he first met Zhang Chu, Zhang Chu was just a young student who had just entered the ninth grade, and when he saw him, he didn't even dare to come out.

More about regret.

He has always known that Zhang Chu is affectionate, how Zhang Chu treated Liu Wu, he has always known that he is just jealous, jealous of Zhang Chu's age, jealous that Zhang Chu can walk the road that he took more than ten years to complete in a year or two, and he is so jealous that he can't help but want to suppress Zhang Chu.

If that bit of affection is still there......

Just when Hou Juntang had mixed feelings in his heart, he suddenly heard a rumbling thunder from the north.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a long red line rushing towards him under the northern sky.

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