Release the five fingers and turn the grasp into a palm.

The old monk dared to exchange injuries for injuries, but Zhang Xiaohu didn't dare.

The palm of the hand pressed lightly on the opponent's arm, the body rose into the air, crossed over the old man's head, the person was still in the air, the hand moved back, and the spear that was knocked away, as if there was a silk thread pulling, was sucked up, and went straight to his palm.

As soon as the person here crossed the top of his head, the old man leaned forward and kicked back, dodging, then lose the spear, don't dodge, even if he blocks this kick and doesn't get hurt, the opportunity is lost.

Zhang Xiaohu has no choice, there is a spear, and he can still deal with the two of them, if he is bare-handed, I am afraid that he will not be able to stop a few rounds, so he has no choice but to exhale in a deep voice, and block it in front of him with a backhand.

Bang, the two forces collided together, the old man took advantage of a somersault to unload the force forward, but Zhang Xiaohu couldn't walk, so he could only sink his waist, and immediately nailed himself to the spot, and suffered this kick alive, qi and blood, in the body, it was churning, and the strength was a little disrupted.

The spear had just been grasped in his hand, and he didn't have time to breathe his qi and blood, and over there, the dwarf monk had already pounced on him with a double hammer, and the two melon hammers, one after the other, smashed down on the head.

One step behind, one step behind, just lost the opportunity once, and was pressed by these two people out of breath, if it wasn't for the usual cooperation together, then the timing was too accurate, and it was always when Zhang Xiaohu was the most uncomfortable.

The two hammers, one after the other, hit the barrel of the gun, only made a loud noise, and the two melon hammers, stacked together, smashed heavily on the spear, and smashed the body of the gun to bend up, and the person was directly smashed and sank more than ten meters, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot, and the faint golden blood mist stained half of the sky.

As soon as he stabilized his body and stopped falling, the old monk over there rushed over again, raised his hand and slashed it with an axe.

Zhang Xiaohu fell into a bitter struggle, continuous blows, and within a few rounds, he was covered with injuries, but he had to support himself.

Although these two monks, when they flew in just now, Zhang Xiaohu already knew that their speed would definitely not be able to catch up with him, but they couldn't escape, and there was Xiang'er fighting hard below, if he escaped, what would Xiang'er do?

The blood flower did not bloom on Zhang Xiaohu's body, as time dragged on, there were more and more wounds, the Xuanhua big axe flashed, it was a series of blood marks, the melon hammer fell, the bones on his body clicked, and he didn't know how many ribs were broken, that is, Zhang Xiaohu was strong-willed, so he survived.

At the beginning, Zhang Xiaohu parried and dodged, and would never fight with them, but after he saw blood, and after he became more and more embarrassed, suddenly, a brute force rushed to his head, and his face was swollen and red, and he couldn't care about anything, so he fought with the other party.

The good man is afraid of Lai Han, Lai Han is afraid of the dead man, Zhang Xiaohu went crazy, the two monks suddenly loosened the offensive in their hands, and the situation that was pressing him was cracked at once, and the two sides fought half a catty, and from time to time Zhang Xiaohu also chased and beat the two, and after a while, the three of them were all injured.

But even so, none of the two of them were willing to stand in front, they knew very well in their hearts that this devil would be taken down sooner or later, and there was no need to put their lives on the line for the sake of a good day.

It just so happened that this retreat gave Zhang Xiaohu a bargain.

let go of his hands and feet, no longer caring about the other party's cooperation, it was completely an injury for an injury, and he looked desperate.

Qi and blood are constantly boiling, shaped like a torch, and the boiling heat keeps erupting from Zhang Xiaohu's body, and within a range of thousands of kilometers around, it is like midsummer, and the snowflakes falling in the sky have not yet fallen into this sky, they have been melted into raindrops, and then evaporated into mist, and the entire battlefield is shrouded in white fog, and it is impossible to see the battle situation inside.

The strength is running wildly, disappearing in the virtual point in the body again and again, and flowing out again from the virtual point, but Zhang Xiaohu didn't find that every time he circulated, the black shadow in the virtual point condensed a little, and the power that flowed out was also more condensed.

This is the essence of the exercises, like that kind of fearful battle, it is not suitable for it at all, only this kind of wild bloody battle can accelerate its own evolution, which is also the reason why Zhang Xiaohu has not advanced for so long after entering the god refining.

The practice is diligent, and the washing of life is often drunk, and the Yuan Shen continues to grow, but it just hasn't changed, according to the speed at which Zhang Xiaohu was promoted before, it has been so long, and he has not yet reached the middle stage of refining the gods, which is the reason.

A large amount of energy is generated in the cells, and then merges into the wild current, the bones, tightly wrapped by the strength, the long-lost electric sparks, jumping and exploding on it, a trace of immersion into the bones, the original pale golden bones, once again undergoing changes, a bright golden dot, generated in the bones.

With the appearance of bright golden dots, Zhang Xiaohu was in a trance, as if he heard bursts of cheers, the strength suddenly disappeared, and a huge amount of strength frantically poured into the bones, a bright golden dot, a steady stream of appeared, in a blink of an eye, it became a piece, but in less than a breath, all the bones turned bright gold.

The strength returned to Zhang Xiaohu's body again, it seemed that it had been a long time, but in fact, it was less than half a breath, and the spear in his hand, when it collided with the opponent's blade, only retreated slightly, and then burst out with fierce force, and the opponent's blade flew away.

The bright golden bones are also changing, a trace of electric sparks, entwining every bit of bone marrow, just a breath of effort, the color of the bone marrow quickly turned bright gold, and there is also a trace of electric sparks on it, it looks extremely strange.

The new blood, the moment it flows out is bright gold, with the flow, constantly replacing the original light gold blood, the heart has a strong pump, every second, the blood can circulate in the body back and forth, in a short moment, the bright gold will occupy most of the blood, through the blood vessel cells, reflecting the light outward.

This kind of light illuminates every cell in the body, endless cheers continue to sound, where it shines, where it is a jubilation, the cells become more compact and strong, vigorous, and more erect, the power continues to emerge, and the wounds on the body, in the absence of strength to repair, will automatically heal and scar.

The three of them, separated by dozens of meters, stopped the blades in their hands and confronted each other.

The old monk and the dwarf monk showed a look of surprise on their faces, how could this demon suddenly become fierce, and how could there be a kind of golden flickering on that body, which made people afraid and did not dare to step forward.

It's not good, he advanced in battle, how is it possible, if he is not careful, he will definitely die without a place to be buried, how dare he do this, no, he must be stopped, otherwise, when he is successfully promoted, we will be in trouble.

The two reacted quickly and immediately understood, although they didn't know how Zhang Xiaohu did it and how he dared to do it, but they did it as soon as possible.

Xuanhua big axe as the main attack, the two melon hammers cooperated, and the two of them shot at the same time, just seeking one blow, and Zhang Xiaohu's promotion path was shattered.

It's just that they didn't know that in just a few breaths, Zhang Xiaohu had already been successfully promoted.

This is not a promotion to the big realm, it is just a small promotion from the early stage of God Refining to the middle stage of God Refining, and it doesn't take much time.

Zhang Xiaohu was able to tie with a mid-stage god refining and a great monk in the early stage of god refining, although he had many injuries on his body, it also represented his strength, at least he also had the middle stage of god refining, and even, it may be already in the late stage, otherwise, how could he not be able to take him with the strength of the two of them.

In this way, a wonderful mistake was born, this promotion is definitely a promotion beyond the great realm of refining gods, as long as it is blocked, not only can he not succeed in promotion, but the power of the counterattack will at least make him lose half his life.

Zhang Xiaohu, who was successfully promoted, felt that the world had changed again, the original swift axe light was now slow and clear, and the flying melon hammer became the same as a child's game, and there was no longer a trace of danger in his heart.

With a bullet of the spear in his hand, an arc was drawn, what Xuanhua axe, what melon hammer, all under his shroud.

The raging power continued to erupt in all directions after the impact, and the dwarf monk was completely reduced to a supporting role, just sticking to the spear, and the melon hammer in his hand flew away, unable to catch a single move, so he could only hide behind the old monk, and from time to time secretly bubbled up and played the edge ball.

In this way, the pressure on the old monk has increased greatly, he used to press Zhang Xiaohu to fight, but now with the cooperation, at most he has a draw, and there are frequent dangers from time to time, if he is not experienced, he will die tragically on the spot if he can't do a few rounds.

This is still Zhang Xiaohu has just been successfully promoted, and he does not have a perfect grasp of the power in his hands, otherwise, he would have taken down the two of them a long time ago, where would there be such a lively fight, there is Xiang'er below who is desperate, Zhang Xiaohu is very anxious.

This time, it was the two men's turn to think about whether or not to retreat.

It's just that he was invited to come, and he didn't have a deep hatred with this monk, as if he couldn't fight to the death, and he was the first to fight, and the old monk was the first to come out of his mind, you must know that now, he is in front, if there is any accident, the first is him.

The only bad thing is that the gift money has been received, and this demon killed the little marquis in front of them.

Just when the old monk was suffering from gains and losses, suddenly a dangerous aura came from below, locking him tightly, and then, he heard a crisp female voice, "Little Tiger Brother"

Blue light, a faint pillar of blue light, rushed from the ground to the sky, hitting the old man's body squarely.