Withdraw.

Retreat.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't even have time to turn around, the thunder sword light was only less than ten meters away from his chest, and he was so slow that he was disemboweled.

Not daring to stay away from Xiang'er, Zhang Xiaohu circled around dozens of miles, his heart turning rapidly.

The spirit was all focused on retreating, and he didn't even have a chance to reach his chest, his ribs were still broken and inserted into the lobes of his lungs, and blood blisters came out of the corners of his mouth.

Summer's face was distorted, and he controlled the knife light with a cruel smile, the tip of the knife did not leave Zhang Xiaohu's heart, and the nine iron rings were still shaking, chasing Zhang Xiaohu with a jingling bell.

Qi and blood blocked the ear canal, but the sound kept pouring into his mind, and the anxiety and boredom were better than the other.

Zhang Xiaohu suppressed the discomfort in his heart and calmly continued to retreat sharply.

Again and again, again and again, again and again.

The knife light chased after him, but he was always ten meters away from Zhang Xiaohu's chest, no matter how hard he strengthened in the summer, he didn't get closer for half a minute, and this unstoppable momentum finally wore away little by little in the middle of the process of chasing me and escaping.

At this time, Zhang Xiaohu's eyes lit up, the spear was handed over to his left hand, and his right hand was pressed according to the summer.

The aura within a radius of a few miles quickly gathered here, the speed was too fast, making a hissing sound, and the trace of aura gathered together, turning into a bit of spiritual liquid, one drop after another, a huge aura palm gradually formed, according to the summer press, said for a long time, in fact, it was only a moment's time.

That summer snorted coldly, shrank into the knife light, didn't even look at the giant hand, directly turned into a knife, and with a tear, the giant palm was easily broken in half, and the person quickly passed through with the knife.

A large amount of spiritual energy continued to pour out from the rupture, and the giant palm that was originally like a substance quickly became blurry and transparent, swayed in mid-air a few times, exploded with a bang, and countless spiritual energy silk rains visible to the naked eye scattered around with the explosion, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Although the giant palm has no ability to resist, and the summer is also a touch, it is still a little slower after all.

It was at this time that Zhang Xiaohu's eyes lit up, and he kept retreating sharply just now, eliminating the momentum of the sword, and now this giant palm is just to delay the other party's effort.

opened his mouth, took a deep breath, his chest and abdomen puffed up quickly with the influx of air, and finally got the opportunity to flow to his chest, his ribs made a clicking sound, and one by one he returned to his original place, and at the broken lung lobes, pieces of dirty blood were wrapped and removed from the force, and the injury quickly began to improve.

"Die"

Summer was in a hurry, seeing that Zhang Xiaohu was about to be cut off, but he was always half a step away from success, and now he was watching Zhang Xiaohu's injury recover, the nine-ring machete in his hand jingled more loudly, the thunder suddenly became a little fiercer, and the strength at the bottom of the box was exerted, and he quickly approached Zhang Xiaohu's chest.

"It's late"

Zhang Xiaohu said coldly, and a cloud of blood turned into a red light, which sprayed out of his mouth and hit the door of the summer.

The dirty blood that was wrapped in strength, the broken bones on the ribs that could not be connected, and some broken organs, all gathered into a ball of dirty blood, and just waited for the summer to approach, and sprayed it in one gulp.

The dirty blood is red with black, the appearance is wrapped in energy, emitting a faint golden light, accompanied by a whistling sound, across a short distance of less than ten meters, straight to the summer door, before it is approaching, the bloody smell goes straight into the summer nose, and the strong wind makes the summer face is faintly painful.

To hide or not to hide?

Summer's head was spinning rapidly.

Not much, maybe this side has not caught up with that little tiger, and the face door will be hit hard, but if you dodge, chasing for so long, I'm afraid it will be wasted.

Summer stared at the dirty blood, and finally felt that keeping himself was the biggest, and he didn't care about chasing Zhang Xiaohu at the moment, he tried his best to twist his head and neck apart, and the dirty blood brushed his earlobe, and the surging wind cut off a small piece of the earlobe, revealing the bright red flesh inside.

In order to avoid this blood, the speed of summer is once again inevitably slowed down by a fraction.

At this moment, a smile finally appeared on Zhang Xiaohu's nervous face, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, his left hand was sent forward, and the spear stabbed out from a strange angle, heading straight for Summer's head and neck, and at the same time, the strength in his body poured into the Thunder Fire Dragon Spear like a tide.

The strength poured into the body of the gun, along the barrel of the gun made of the purple thunder bamboo all the way to the head of the gun, and collided with the heavenly tribulation thunder fire hidden in it, like pouring a basin of water into the oil pot, boom, a string of thunder fire came out of the tip of the gun, the slightest black electric light, snorting and exploding, dark red flames, accompanied by electric light, raging in the air, the power of the thunder fire dragon gun, for the first time appeared in the eyes of outsiders.

The power of the thunderstorm does not lie in its size, but in its innate coercion of heaven and earth, as soon as it appears, it directly acts on the heart of Summer, and he shuddered involuntarily when he was caught off guard, his heart was clenched, and he panicked inexplicably.

"Ahh Ahh

Summer twisted his body in a panic, where could he still take care of Zhang Xiaohu in front, the most important thing at this time was to save his life.

The thunder knife suddenly dispersed, revealing the figure of Summer inside, and the body that was chasing after him also stopped suddenly, and the body was shaking, and the tip of the gun grazed Summer's head and neck, if he hadn't moved quickly and reacted in time, this shot would have killed him.

The tip of the spear grazed his head and neck, but the raging thunder erupted more violently, even if he had tried his best to dodge it in the summer, there was still a string of lightning fire hitting him.

The body stiffened instantly, Summer's eyes showed a look of horror, and the power surged wave after wave, wanting to break free from the stiffness of this thunder fire, this fatal moment, it was impossible to delay for half a minute and a half seconds, obviously he was still the upper hand just now, how could he fall into the share of being slaughtered in a blink of an eye, this kind of thinking is too insidious and cunning, there are such sharp weapons and treasures, but they have not been revealed, no wonder Xia Shi will die in his hands.

Zhang Xiaohu took a step forward, stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the gunner, the thunder fire dragon spear turned from a straight stab to a whip, a string of afterimages crossed the sky, the body of the gun rubbed against the air, emitting a piercing scream, the barrel of the gun almost became a bow, and it was drawn diagonally.

Summer's eyes stared at the shadow of the gun, her eyes were bloodshot, the green tendons on her body burst out, her heart kept roaring, and the power of her whole body surged wave after wave, trying to regain control of her body.

Quick, fast.

The shadow of the gun is getting closer and closer, and the cold wind blows Summer a little shaky, and at the moment when the gun body is about to approach, Summer finally regains control of his stiff body, and has no time to dodge, while twisting his body to avoid the gun whip, he raised his left hand and supported it directly in front of him.

Click.

In the crisp sound of bones breaking, Summer was like a projectile, and it was volleyed out, flying straight out more than ten miles away, and then he settled down.

The left arm was strangely twisted, even with the strong body of the cultivator in the refining period, it could also be seen that the broken bone was sharply pierced out of the muscle, Bai Sensen, with a trace of flesh and blood on it, and the tendon was broken alive, like meat sauce, and strings of blood bubbles came out of the fracture, making a snapping sound.

The arm alone couldn't block the blow of the gun whip, and the ribs on the left side of the summer were also broken one by one, but the situation was much better than Zhang Xiaohu's injury, at least the broken ribs were not inserted into the internal organs, causing a second injury.

The refiner is this good, extremely strong body and perverted recovery power, as long as it is not fate, give them a little time, no matter how serious the injury, they can also recover a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, eight, although it can not be intact, but it can also have the power to fight again, unlike the qi practitioner, when encountering this kind of injury, it completely loses the power to parry, if you learn some escape skills, there is still a glimmer of hope, otherwise, you can only wait for the opponent to calmly start.

Summer is now the same as that Zhang Xiaohu just now, what he lacks is time, before he can run his qi and blood and recover from his injuries, Zhang Xiaohu roared and chased after him, the body of the gun trembled, ten thousand points of starlight shone, each point carried a string of thunder and fire, the power of the heavenly calamity, as if enveloping the entire world.

Gave up repairing the injury, and with a turn of his wrist in the summer, the nine-ring machete would protect the whole body, ding, ding, and the sound of the tip of the gun hitting the knife was non-stop, and the summer couldn't stand, and his body kept retreating.

With the tip of the spear, the thunder and fire collided with the blade again and again, and the electric light went all the way along the blade, constantly raging in the body in the summer.

Numbness, stiffness, pain, heaviness.

That's how I feel in my heart right now.

The electric light hit the body again and again, even if there was preparation now, the surging strength blocked the route of the electric light, but the moment of contact, it was inevitable to feel a burst of numbness, and the body was also extremely short of stiff moments, and the long-lost pain feeling was magnified by the thunder and fire countless thousands of times, making people almost can't help but cry out in pain, and the nine-ring machete, which used to lift weights like light, became heavier and heavier.

Summer held his breath, trying to block the tip of the incoming starry spear, insisting, I don't believe that this move can be endless, as long as he is given a moment and a half, just like that little tiger, he can also turn the tables.

I still have secret skills that are not used yet, Xia Shi's death is still waiting for me to report, I can't just die here, I can't.

Summer shouted in his heart, and the strength poured into his right hand one by one, and the heavy nine-ring machete just now danced smoothly again.

This is a competition, a very simple competition, the fight is, whether Zhang Xiaohu's trick will end first, or the summer can't support it and is torn to pieces by the tip of the gun.