Bite.

A crisp sound spread, and the jade talisman didn't know what material it was refined, and it actually resisted the heavy blow of the black knife.

The ancestor screamed in pain, holding his head in both hands, and the person almost fell from mid-air.

The black knife seemed to have slashed in his mind, and although the jade talisman did not change at all, the damage was not less at all.

Several short swords flew out from the jade talisman, and they were about to stab Zhang Xiaohu, but because of this heavy slash, the short sword shook a few times, turning into a point of light and dissipating.

The black knife did not retreat because of this, Zhang Xiaohu's eyes were sharp, and the jade talisman seemed to be intact, but inside the jade talisman, he saw an extremely fine and extremely fine crack, if it wasn't for the fact that he had been staring at it since the knife came out, he wouldn't have been able to find it at all.

"Come Again"

Zhang Xiaohu shouted, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and the black knife made a half circle in the air, and quickly slashed down again.

Old Ancestor's eyes were bloodshot, and he finally woke up from the severe pain, and was just about to scream angrily to strike the most powerful attack, when he saw the black knife slash at the jade talisman again.

Bite.

"Ah......h

The ancestor was rolling in pain while holding his head, and the headache was such a feeling.

The black knife was impartial, and it slashed squarely at the place where it had just been chopped, click, and an extremely faint sound sounded, and a crack appeared inside the jade talisman, like a very small black spot, at most, a little bigger than the sesame seed.

The root of Fu Xiu is that talisman, everything is placed in it, the jade talisman was injured, much more serious than the ancestor's injury, and in an instant, the ancestor fell straight down from mid-air.

"I chop, I chop"

Zhang Xiaohu was unforgiving, and the black knife in his hand danced wildly, slashing down one by one.

Ding Ding Ding.

Like striking iron, the crisp sound kept sounding, and gradually, the voice began to be hoarse, the black dots continued to extend, and an ugly crack finally penetrated both ends of the jade rune, and with a click, the jade rune split into two pieces.

"Ahh

The ancestor in the pit on the ground suddenly stiffened, his seven orifices bled out, and he stopped moving after a few convulsions, and the bronze bell that had been guarding the outside of his body dimmed little by little, and finally turned into a point of light and dissipated in the air.

Zhang Xiaohu gasped vigorously in mid-air, this series of heavy blows wasted too much of his spirit, and for a while, he had no strength to chase down.

Inside the palace, the five breaths soared into the sky and shot out, that was the golden talisman monk who was guarding at home, at this time, seeing the ancestor frustrated, where can he still stay, without the ancestor, the palace is also equivalent to not being there, without the palace, the ancestor can build another one at any time, such a simple truth, they can completely carry it.

Turning his head to look at the figures, looking down at the ancestor who was still stiff and motionless, Zhang Xiaohu took a hard breath, and his figure suddenly pounced.

The black knife in his hand fell, pointing directly at the ancestor of the Wang family, and the howling wind swept down, crushing the pits and sinking them.

Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Zhang Xiaohu is ready to get rid of this guy once and for all, and would rather wait to be besieged by the five Golden Fu Great Monks than let go of this great opportunity.

The strong wind was howling, and the gravel in the pit flew away, and the black knife was about to cut the ancestor in two, and at this moment, the ancestor suddenly opened his eyes.

There was blood flowing in the seven orifices, the face was extremely hideous, and the eyes that opened were full of bloodshots, Zhang Xiaohu's heart suddenly slammed, not good, he was tricked.

Jade Fu Great Monk, where is it so easy to deal with, if he hadn't taken advantage of the sneak attack and continuously attacked the Jade Fu, how could he have beaten the ancestor so miserably, but even so, it ended here, and it was miserable, but it didn't force the ancestor to death.

The strength is spinning wildly, trying to speed up the slash.

A fierce light flashed in the ancestor's eyes, and he raised his hand to point at Zhang Xiaohu, "Fixed"

A blow as fast as lightning suddenly stagnated in the air, his strength was disordered, his qi and blood were churning, between Zhang Xiaohu's mouth and nose, a large stream of blood gushed out, but he couldn't even move his little finger now, the blood gushed out, as soon as it came out of the body, it generally stagnated, as if it was solidified.

The black knife was only half a foot away from the ancestor's head, and on the entire face, a blood mark slowly seeped out from top to bottom, which was the knife momentum condensed by the black knife, and it had already hurt him before he could reach his body.

The ancestor raised his foot suddenly, and the soles of his feet pressed heavily on Zhang Xiaohu's lower abdomen, and the person circled, and flew into the sky in an instant, leaving only a few drops of blood, which fell on the ancestor's face.

"You go after that girl"

The ancestor got up and wiped the blood on his face casually, but it was okay if he didn't wipe it, this wipe, the blood was smeared everywhere, making that face even more terrifying.

"Yes, Ancestor"

The five great monks had golden talismans on their heads, bowed respectfully, no one dared to show the slightest smile, and no one would say anything superfluous, one turned around, and quickly walked away.

At this time, it was obvious that the ancestor was thunderous and angry, and they were already uneasy in their hearts, but they never thought that this ancestor was too powerful, and he would drive people away directly.

The Ancestor writhed his body, his bones clicking.

Although Fu Xiu does not emphasize self-cultivation, no matter how much he does not pay attention to it, the body of this jade Fu monk can at least be compared to the transformation of a god.

It had not been such a heavy blow for a long time, which made the ancestor feel extremely angry.

The broken jade talisman fell to the ground, and the ancestor's heart was almost dripping blood, if he wasn't already a great jade talisman cultivator, not only did he only have the means of cultivating the talisman, but also began to study the rules, this time the jade talisman was damaged, and he would be able to beat his strength to the bottom.

"Don't you like brute force?"

The ancestor rose from the ground and quickly pounced on Zhang Xiaohu who was rolling in the air, clenched his fists and hit Zhang Xiaohu in the face heavily.

Burst.

Blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Don't you like violence?"

The ancestor chased after him, his palm reached out, grabbed Zhang Xiaohu's ankle, pulled the person back, bent his knees and lifted up, bang.

"Sneak attack, watch you sneak attack"

"If you dare to kill my son, I will kill your whole family"

"Come on, resist"

The old ancestor was like a madman, punching and kicking around Zhang Xiaohu, and his mouth kept scolding, and the blood flowers were sprinkled all over the sky.

Zhang Xiaohu had no power to resist, and with that 'determination', his body seemed to no longer belong to him.

It wasn't the first time he had encountered such a situation, Uncle Li had used a burning golden talisman, but that power was too much worse than that of the ancestor.

This is the power of the rules, Zhang Xiaohu can feel it, and around him, a layer of vague fluctuations is constantly rippling.

The reason for the ambiguity is because he has not yet been exposed to the rule of time, and he can feel it, or it is all because he has a certain grasp of space.

Time and space have always been brothers-like existences, although Zhang Xiaohu can't see it, but he can still feel it.

It's just that being able to feel it doesn't mean that he can solve it, but fortunately, the same trick appears in front of him for the second time, even if it can't be solved, there is a way to deal with it.

The body was thrown uncontrollably, the heavy punches kept falling on the body, the bones were broken, and the blood was gushing, Zhang Xiaohu endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and felt the best to poke out.

The vague fluctuations have been wrapping him, and what Zhang Xiaohu has to do is to condense that perception into a needle to puncture the package, which is the method he came up with after being attacked by the rules for the first time.

The ancestor kept scolding, and the fist in his hand smashed on Zhang Xiaohu's body again and again, and the blood had already splashed all over his head and face, I have to say that this body cultivation body is powerful, such a blow, looking at that appearance is just the pain of flesh and skin, there is no sign of hanging at all.

Of course, one is also the ancestor's subordinates, and the places where the fists fall are all those that are not lethal and have thick flesh, and he doesn't want to beat the opponent to death so simply.

The ancestor was a little tired from fighting, his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, and his hands hurt from the fight, he was not physically cultivated, he was used to using jade talismans, and he used his hands to beat people like this, he hadn't done it for a long time, but it seemed to be quite enjoyable.

Desertion began to start in my heart, why haven't those guys caught people back, idiot, is it possible that the little girl wants him to do it himself?

Thinking wildly, the fist in his hand suddenly fell into the air.

The ancestor was stunned for a moment, and looked around blankly, the guy covered in blood and broken bones and tendons disappeared.

How is this possible.

The ancestor is almost crazy, the rules have not expired, how can this guy escape, this is completely unreasonable.

The divine consciousness unfolded, constantly searching the surroundings, no, no, still no.

Laugh at.

The perception finally pierced the ripple fluctuations, and in an instant, Zhang Xiaohu immediately felt the thin line of space that had always existed, and without thinking about it, he hooked the nearest one, and with the power of the explosion, a teleportation disappeared in place.

Zhang Xiaohu only stopped for a while, and the person teleported again.

This half-breath stopped because he suddenly found that the fluctuations that enveloped him had become weaker.

I don't know if it's because of the passage of time, or because it's far away from the ancestor, or if the teleportation can cancel out the rules of time?

Either way, it was good news for him, and without thinking about it, his perception poked out of the tiny hole, and a teleportation disappeared again.

The teleportation is connected, the ripples here have just risen, and the people have not yet come out of the fluctuations, and the new fluctuations have started again, and the teleportation has begun again.

This is also one of the reasons why it is difficult for the ancestor to search for Zhang Xiaohu, he only went to find the figure, where did he think about it, Zhang Xiaohu at this time has never shown his figure.

Whew.

I don't know how far he teleported, Zhang Xiaohu stopped in mid-air with a pale face, gasping for breath, his body moved slowly, his blood was rolling, the injuries all over his body improved little by little, the bones quickly returned to their original positions to heal, and the torn tendons were also hooked together, Zhang Xiaohu squinted, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

"Die to you"

The ripples fluctuated, and the ancestor turned around in horror, and a black knife poked out of the fluctuations, and slashed down on the head, as fast as lightning.