In the Witch King's Mansion, suddenly the blood was bright, and the huge momentum exploded, and those slightly lower-level monks were suppressed so that they could barely stand. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast.

Zhang Xiaohu's movements were as fast as lightning, and at the moment when the Witch King walked out, he was on tiptoe and had already pounced in front of him.

The five fingers were clenched into a fist, and when the 'chest' was punched, the violent strength in the body poured into the fist at this moment, as if it was ready to use only one punch to destroy the witch king who had reacted and began to fight back.

The Witch King pushed forward with both hands, the sea of blood rolled, the huge 'waves' were monstrous, a hideous face poked out of the sea of blood, opened his mouth and bit down fiercely, the sea of blood formed an insurmountable moat between the two, Zhang Xiaohu wanted to go over, unless the sea of blood dried up, otherwise, he would only be beaten here, but he couldn't 'touch' the Witch King.

This one is much stronger than the two witch kings just now, at least he can rank in the middle of the witch king city, and one can be worth those two.

The churning sea of blood seems to be like water, the essence is as thick as viscose, as long as it is sticky, it can't be shaken off, and it has a huge corrosive 'nature', just the volatilized fog can burn people's skin, not to mention the special 'nature' that hides it inside, making people's qi and blood disorderly 'disordered'.

In his opinion, this enemy, who seems to have the strength of the Witch King, will never be able to break through the sea of blood and burst into front of him, let alone have the strength to kill him.

The Witch King looked at Zhang Xiaohu proudly, and he had already treated the incoming enemy as a 'essence' blood pill.

Zhang Xiaohu snorted, the strength in his body was running wildly, and his qi and blood were constantly 'agitating' and 'swinging', sweeping away the bad feeling that had been immersed in it.

The fist was not half sluggish, and it moved forward bravely, hitting the sea of blood in front of him.

Suddenly, the bright light, like the sun, burned those rising blood mist into wisps of green smoke, the light was like a knife, cutting through pieces of 'waves', the hideous face was illuminated by the light, and gradually turned into a pool of blood after stiffening, just a momentary effort, the power of the sea of blood was greatly reduced, and even the rich blood-red 'color' became light.

The Witch King was suddenly startled, he didn't expect that the inconspicuous enemy who was 'mixed' just now turned into a god of death in a blink of an eye, his heart was tight, the magic power output in his hand was instantly less, his toes turned, and at this moment he was subconsciously ready to retreat.

Not to mention anything else, this combat awareness is absolutely first-class, and if there is a slight mistake, it will be attacked immediately, and the enemy will be ready to evacuate as soon as it changes.

However, the world can do everything as expected, no matter how good the consciousness is, it can't catch up with the changes on the battlefield.

This happened in less than a breath of time, the witch king just launched the sea of blood and was about to retreat, thoughts can go so far, but people can't roll that far.

Zhang Xiaohu's fist was fierce, and he didn't pay attention to the blood sea soul in front of him, in his eyes, there was only the existence of the Witch King, and that fist was single-mindedly hitting that side.

The viscous sea of blood formed a defensive wall in front of it, but the fist had no intention of stopping, no matter how the sea of blood was sticky, it could not block its forward movement at all, and the tenacious "sexual" defense was either pulled or pulled, thinking about their own master together, but the power of the fist was not weakened for half a minute.

A punch is a punch.

The monstrous giant 'wave' was destroyed by a punch, and the boundless sea of blood, under the strength and fist, finally couldn't bear it and collapsed.

Pieces of blood split out and splashed in all directions, and the moat in front of him instantly became a smooth road.

Zhang Xiaohu's face was calm, as if he had known this result for a long time.

The fist as big as a sand bowl, at the moment when the Witch King's soul lost its 'color', fell heavily on his 'chest', and the proud Blood Sea Witch Duel didn't even stop the other party for a breath, it was broken by a blow and killed directly in front of him.

Kerala.

The sound of rib cracking clearly reached the ears of the Witch King, at this time, there was still a trace of hope in his eyes, there was already a magic power under his feet, the action had been completed, as long as there was another moment, he could turn the attack into retreat, out of the enemy's blow.

Time seemed to stand still in the Witch King's heart, and while he was trying to retreat, in his eyes, the enemy rushed over, even if the big punch had hit him, and the ribs had been broken, but the fist still did not stop the momentum, and a huge force was constantly passing along the fist.

Zhang Xiaohu was ready to 'dew' when the Witch King was drinking, and at the moment when the Witch King was fighting, he even gave all his strength to 'excite'.

At this time, it is no longer the time to kill secretly, there is only one thing he has to do, that is, no matter what, he must kill the witch king in front of him on the spot, and beat him to death with a living punch.

The fist did not stop, after breaking the ribs, a trace of strength penetrated the body of the Witch King, in the muscle' 'flesh', the 'chest' cavity kept raging, the huge force tore the Witch King, in his frightened eyes, Zhang Xiaohu pounced, disappeared.

The sky was spinning, and there were many familiar and unfamiliar objects beside it, hands, feet, and bodies, which I often saw, but I saw it for the first time in such a way.

Xiang'er had already killed the big witch who shouted about their whereabouts at this time, and was turning around, just when she saw Zhang Xiaohu punching the witch king, she couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Converge the breath, keep up, fast"

Zhang Xiaohu didn't have time to wipe the blood on his face, lowered his head, and ran into the distance like a fly.

At the moment of the outbreak, he had already investigated the composition of the surrounding witch kings, and his choice was very simple, that is, the most recent one, to try to kill as many of them as possible before all the witch kings acted.

Xiang'er answered, lowered her head and covered her little face with her hands, frowned and followed behind.

In front of her, there was a large area of blood mist that was 'stirred' up by the Witch King, as well as the fragments of stumps that fell in twos and threes, if Xiang'er hadn't known that the situation was urgent, she wouldn't have passed through here and 'made' her body dirty.

"Little White"

Xiang'er shouted two words vaguely from the gap between her mouth, and quickly passed through the blood mist, running into the distance without looking back.

Behind her, a white 'colored' lightning chased after her, and the speed was amazingly fast, and in an instant, it flew to Xiang'er's side.

A little white rabbit with a bigger palm, with two bloody fingers in its mouth, circled around like a treasure, and on each of those two fingers, he wore a storage ring.

Just when Xiang'er slashed out the sword, and the bright moon flashed in the blood, the little guy rushed out of Xiang'er's arms, aiming directly at Da Wu's fingers, powerful rabbit teeth, and biting off Da Wu's fingers that had been tempered countless times in one bite, and then turned around and followed with a mouth.

In fact, there is no such shout, Xiaobai, who has been nurtured for so long, will never let go of the storage ring in the witch king's hand, Xiaobai, who was raised by Xiaocai's 'fan', has long been staring at the storage ring of the witch king.

Excitedly holding two bloody fingers, Xiaobai was not dirty at all, and proudly ran to Xiang'er to offer treasures.

"Dirty"

Xiang'er looked at the blood stains on her fingers, frowned in disgust, for the storage ring on it, I didn't see the one who chose 'sex', anyway, it has already fallen into her own hands, there is no difference between a later and an early, for the time being, this dirty thing is still for Xiaobai to put away.

Grunt.

Xiaobai had a bitter face, swallowed his fingers and the storage ring into his stomach, and failed to offer the treasure, which caused the unhappiness of the little master.

Zhang Xiaohu galloped in the Witch King's mansion, the moment he broke out just now, he had already seen the route, and what he had to do now was to rush to the next Witch King as quickly as possible.

With one hand in front of him, Zhang Xiaohu was like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, rampage through the Witch King's Mansion.

Time is precious, he did not choose the road, but saw the wall through the wall, saw the house destroyed, in order to rush over as soon as possible, he walked directly in a straight line.

Dust flew behind him, the courtyard collapsed, countless bricks and stones splashed, and a large human-shaped hole appeared in the wall.

In order to avoid being discovered by other witch kings, even if it was to get a breath, Zhang Xiaohu restrained his breath, did not use his strength, but relied on the strength of his body to knock away everything that stood in front of him, and several vicious guards, because he stood on his way forward, he didn't see anything, and people became a cloud of blood mist.

One by one, the big witches led their guards and hurried over, but they didn't notice that Zhang Xiaohu, who was leaving quickly not far away, occasionally found a few of them, but because they were used to seeing people with their breath, they didn't care too much, and when they reacted, the little tiger was already far away, and the shadow couldn't be found.

The figure traveled quickly, a few miles of the vast Witch King's Mansion, just two breaths of effort, Zhang Xiaohu broke through the courtyard wall and rushed out, followed closely behind Xiang'er, and next to it, there was a white 'colored' lightning, circling around Xiang'er continuously.

In the surrounding Witch King's mansion, at this moment, one after another Witch King's momentum erupted, and the Witch King, who was alarmed, threw all his perception here, and one after another brilliant breath pounced, carefully investigating the place where he had just fought.

As Zhang Xiaohu expected, the witch kings ignored Zhang Xiaohu and his party who were running quickly, even the witch king who was facing Zhang Xiaohu's forward direction, he chose to investigate the location of the battle for the first time, and unconsciously missed the most terrible enemy.

This time, the target that Zhang Xiaohu has to face is a Spirit Witch King, the Spirit Witch King who lives in the middle, and his strength is at least in the middle, Zhang Xiaohu does not dare to be careless, does not dare to have the slightest relaxation, and does his best to prepare to kill this one before all the Witch Kings react.