The wind blew the clothes, the two of them were more than ten meters apart, and no one dared to make a random move, waiting for a good time, preparing to destroy the enemy with one blow.

This distance is just a heartbeat for the existence of their strength, there is no delay, if it wasn't for the sudden fight just now, the two would not choose to stay so close, so that now most of their minds are on each other, and the slightest change will attack the enemy.

"Sister Xiang'er, this guy is so scary"

Xiaobai hugged Xiang'er's neck, and said softly with her small mouth, and the breath she spit out made her ears itch.

"Don't be afraid, Brother Little Tiger is the most powerful"

Xiang'er said confidently, her eyes were shining, and she was not worried about Zhang Xiaohu at all.

Standing still for a long time, the innate demon spirit finally couldn't help it, his figure shook, and he made a move in an instant.

Zhang Xiaohu's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, the opponent's shoulder moved a little, and he instantly predicted the opponent's foothold in his heart, and with a flick of his arm, he punched out in front of him.

As soon as the punch was swung out, he felt a tingling pain in the face, and the strong wind was whistling, Zhang Xiaohu shouted in his heart that it was not good, this opponent moved too fast, and it actually broke through his expectations, this punch went out, not only could not hit the opponent, but instead exposed himself to the empty door and became a live target.

The perception unfolded, a trace of ripples fluctuated slightly, Zhang Xiaohu's footsteps continued to step forward, and at the same time, his left hand bent his elbow and guarded in front of him.

Laugh at.

A few drops of blood rolled in the sky, Rao is Zhang Xiaohu was experienced, and he teleported in advance at that moment, but he was still swept by the fingertips of the innate demon spirit, and a deep blood mouth was drawn on his face, and the muscles turned outward, reaching deep into the skull, Zhang Xiaohu snorted, staggered in his footsteps, and appeared where the innate demon spirit was just now.

I don't know if the wound was poisoned by the opponent or with a strange power, Zhang Xiaohu's qi and blood were urged, and he heard the wound sizzling, wisps of green smoke rising, but it didn't heal for a while, but fortunately, the muscles peristalsis was blocked, and there was not too much blood flowing, but there were so many big wounds on his face, and his appearance looked much more hideous.

"Teleport?"

"Teleport?"

The two shouted at the same time, looked at each other a few times, and both frowned.

"Do you know the Phantom?" asked the Innate Demon Spirit in a low voice.

Zhang Xiaohu nodded, looked at the innate demon spirit and hesitated for a while and said, "You're not teleporting, it's just that the speed is too fast."

"Haha, of course I'm not, but the phantom's teleportation isn't necessarily stronger than mine."

The Innate Demon Spirit laughed proudly, looked down at the blood on his fingertips, and whispered, "Golden blood?"

Put your hand to your mouth, stick out your tongue and lick it into your mouth, smash it a few times, and show an expression of enjoyment, "It's a pity, it's a little less"

"Dare to hurt my little tiger brother, I will kill you"

Xiang'er's eyes were red, she snorted, casually put Xiaobai in her arms on the ground, clenched the hilt of the sword with her backhand, and a cold moon flashed, and the person had already rushed out in stride.

The innate demon spirit squinted his eyes slightly, shook his head, his strength is not strong, his courage is good, for such an enemy, he will never have mercy, he originally wanted to attack Zhang Xiaohu step by step, but at this moment he stopped, quietly waiting for Xiang'er's arrival.

"Xiang'er don't"

Zhang Xiaohu shouted, but it was too late, Na Xiang'er rushed out without a trace, Zhang Xiaohu was so anxious that he stomped his feet, his hands shook, and a flicker also rushed up.

The innate demon spirit is not in a hurry, these two people are one after the other, with his speed, there is no time to break each one, and for him, since he knows that the opponent is using teleportation, it is not threatening at all, he just needs to wait quietly, waiting for the moment when the other party's teleportation is over before making a move.

The sword light was cold, his steps were fast, the five fingers of the innate demon spirit were opened, the nails popped out from the fingertips, and the cold light flashed, he was ready to make a move, just waiting for the other party to run closer.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and a great danger held him tightly.

The eyes of the innate demon spirit widened, the Xiang'er in front of him was running, the figure was really visible, and he did not teleport away, and Zhang Xiaohu over there also rushed over, in his eyes, neither of them used teleportation, but where did the danger behind him come from?

I didn't have time to think about it anymore, the innate demon spirit shouted violently, snorted, and the figure rushed forward, just when he was about to move, a waning moon rose behind him, and fell directly on his back, and the red afterimage was mixed with the silver sword light in an instant, and they couldn't tell each other.

Blood splashed, the sound of the blade entering the flesh was clearly audible, the innate demon spirit believed in the eyes too much, but was confused by Xiang'er's doppelganger, if he didn't escape quickly, a sword would be two pieces of corpses, even the innate demon spirit was not saved.

The innate demon spirit appeared from a distance, a burst of sharp pain came from his back, and he touched it with his backhand, his hands were full of blood, and the sword light split directly from his right shoulder to his left waist, a huge gap, the squirming of the internal organs could be clearly seen, and wisps of demonic energy overflowed from his wounds, constantly repairing the wounds.

With a frightened and angry look on his face, the innate demon spirit gasped for a few breaths, raised his head and quacked, the red clothes on his body were instantly torn into strips of cloth, and the whole person changed in a moment, his mouth kept protruding forward, like a bird's beak, but his mouth was covered with dense sharp teeth, his neck became thin and long, his arms hung down above his knees, his five fingers were also stretched out, his fingers and nails were a foot long, and a thin red wing grew between his arms, which was connected to his body, just like the thin wings on Xiaobai's body.

"What is this?"

Xiang'er carried the sword and reunited with the clone who rushed over, looking at the monster in front of her, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's like a strange bird"

Zhang Xiaohu stood in front of Xiang'er, carefully feeling the breath of this innate demon spirit, at this moment, this guy's strength at least doubled, much stronger than the innate demon spirit he encountered before, if it weren't for the collective advancement of several people, he wouldn't dare to fight again.

"It's been a long time since I've changed back to my real body"

The wound behind the innate demon spirit gradually recovered, the flesh wings waved slightly, the body hovered off the ground, he slowly stretched his body, the bones of his whole body clicked together, and on the ugly bird face, a pair of small eyes showed a murderous expression.

The crowd around to see the excitement was collectively stunned, this flew to the sky, except for the legendary congenital who else, and the appearance is so terrifying, only the congenital demon spirit, a group of people never thought that they would see the congenital demon spirit when watching the play, suddenly let out a shout, and fled towards the valley frantically, where do they dare to stay for a moment.

"Hahaha, you're dead"

Fat Tiger couldn't straighten his waist with a smile, and when he saw the innate demon spirit showing his true body, he directly forgot about his fear.

"Shut up, useless waste"

The innate demon spirit shouted loudly, if it weren't for the fact that this kid was of some use, if he didn't need the spiritual objects in this place of death, he would have torn this kid to pieces a long time ago.

With his support behind him, he only controls a part of the valley, and there are only a handful of spiritual objects that pay tribute every year, but he can't find a better subordinate for a while, and he is forced to accept this fact.

The only thing that made him feel fortunate was that this opponent had the mark of the world on his body, and if he killed him, the world would reward him with enough demonic energy, and he still paid more attention to the favor of the world than to go to the valley to find spiritual objects.

The innate ones are all cold-blooded, and there are not enough benefits, even if it is the world that nurtures them, they will not obey the orders, and there will be occasional fights between them, provided that one party can eat the opponent.

He has lived for countless years, and he is a little curious about Zhang Xiaohu learning to teleport, but he doesn't take it to heart, he has dealt with this phantom, and he has never heard of anyone who has learned this skill from him, but he is not afraid of the original version, let alone them, but this time he suffered a loss, but he didn't expect Xiang'er to be a clone and teleportation mixed together.

The innate demon spirit moved his body, his eyes were focused on Xiang'er's body, Zhang Xiaohu snorted coldly, and the strength in his body was running violently, with him, where would this demon spirit hurt Xiang'er, even if he didn't think about it.

The spear can't be used, although it is now very handy, but this innate demon spirit is too fast, and the long blade is not only ineffective for him, but a burden.

Zhang Xiaohu had a plan in his heart, and suddenly stepped forward, this time, he was the first to move.

The corner of the innate demon spirit's eyes was raised, and the figure of the opponent in front of him blurred, this was the prelude to teleportation, he was not nervous when he was already familiar with this routine, but waited quietly in place.

There was a ripple behind him, and a fist whistled out of the fluctuations, the speed was amazingly fast, and as soon as it appeared, it brought a gust of wind, and the fist that suddenly appeared was less than half a meter away from the body of the innate demon spirit.

The teleportation attack that Zhang Xiaohu had studied all the way finally exerted a huge effect at this moment, without the slightest delay, and from the moment he appeared, his attack had already fallen on the body of the innate demon spirit.

"Hit, hit him hard"

Xiang'er had teleported back to Xiaobai at this time, holding the villain's little hand, shouting and cheering excitedly.

Xiang'er was still very proud that she was able to help Brother Xiaohu and give the innate demon spirit a perfect blow, so much so that now, her little face is still red.

The innate demon spirit seemed to be sluggish and did not move, Zhang Xiaohu's fist fell with a roar, and the target was directly aimed at the opponent's head.

At the moment when he was about to die, the corners of the innate demon spirit's mouth suddenly turned up slightly, and the body that was originally facing away from Zhang Xiaohu instantly turned to face each other, and the fist whistled past his head, just messing up the bird feathers on his head, and the innate demon spirit with a hint of a cruel smile, his hands were folded, his five fingers were spread, and his nails with cold light were inserted into Zhang Xiaohu's ribs.