"Ahh

Xiaobai flashed his wings desperately, and his little paws pulled Zhang Xiaohu, but he couldn't pull it, and he was so anxious that he screamed behind him.

"Okay, Xiaobai, thank you"

Well!?

The little white eyes were dripping and rolling, and he slowly loosened his strength in confusion, and poked his little head out from behind.

The Hercules in front of him was long gone, and when the little guy saw the crisis contact, he didn't care why, and rubbed his head on Zhang Xiaohu happily, which was a show of merit.

"Hmph, Brother Little Tiger, you're necrotic"

Xiang'er said coquettishly on the side, "Obviously, you can not be beaten, but you want to make me and Xiaobai panic."

"Unexpectedly, I didn't expect the two of you to come up"

Zhang Xiaohu said embarrassedly, "If I don't give him a little sweetness, he won't be fooled."

Saying just now.

When Xiang'er slashed Hercules, the guy's face did not change.

The fists of the left and right splits pressed down, turning into a thump to the chest, and at the same time bent down and shrank his head, and instantly avoided the sword light.

From the very beginning, Hercules paid close attention to Xiang'er, who was watching the battle, so that he would not believe that this passer-by would not have the slightest attack power, and when Xiang'er suddenly came and slashed his neck with a sword, he was relieved.

I'm not afraid that you will do it, but I am afraid that you will be eyeing you.

Xiang'er slashed out with a sword, and when Hercules suddenly changed his move, everything was instantaneous, the sword light was too fast, and Xiang'er had no way to change again, she didn't want Hercules, from the beginning of the move, he left some strength and waited for the change.

However, Hercules did not get happy, and after successfully avoiding Xiang'er's trouble, his fist was about to fall on Zhang Xiaohu, but he was pulling out the cold in his heart.

At that moment, he seemed to see a smile in his opponent's eyes.

What does that mean? begging to be beaten?

This is impossible, the only explanation is that this is a trap, yes, this has been beaten, just to let his guard down.

This string of thoughts was only for a moment, Hercules thought through the origin of the matter, and wondered if it was true, and the muscles in his chest began to squirm and harden.

It is impossible for the fist to change direction again, what can be done is to harden the muscles of the whole body and prepare to be beaten.

For the body refiners, as well as those who rely on strength to eat like Hercules, beating people is a science, being beaten by others, the same is a skill, from the beginning to the present, they are constantly learning and studying, Hercules's kung fu to resist fighting, compared to other innate gods, it is definitely the top few.

It's just that.

Hercules was about to mobilize his muscles, there was a sharp pain in his crotch, the opponent in front of him quickly shrunk and disappeared, and his ears were full of wind, and when the dust settled, he had been kicked out a few miles away, and the man symbolized that it had become a lump of flesh.

"Ah......h

Hercules knelt on the ground, his hands covering his crotch, his face twisted, and his little tongue trembled happily and let out bursts of high-pitched sounds.

"It's too cruel, isn't it?"

Xiang'er was dumbfounded, and Xiaobai next to her covered her ears and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"That, that, I said it was an accident, believe it or not"

Zhang Xiaohu grabbed his head and didn't know how to explain, Xiang'er and Xiaobai shook their heads vigorously, and while the person was still howling miserably, they swooped away and hid away.

"You, you, I tore you too"

The Hercules relieved himself, staggered to his feet, and glared at Zhang Xiaohu from afar.

"I mean, it's boring for you to pretend like that."

Zhang Xiaohu pursed his lips and mocked without sympathy.

Who is this, an innate god, but not a human being, Zhang Xiaohu doesn't believe that he will be the same as a human, he needs the following things, and even whether there is a question mark or not.

Hercules was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, pointing at Zhang Xiaohu's body and shaking, after a while calmed down, his thick arms waved, his fists clenched, his body leaned forward, and he continued to gather strength.

"Come on"

Zhang Xiaohu snorted, took a lunge, and stared at each other with his fists in front and back.

Bang, bang, bang.

Hercules moved, and people rushed like prehistoric beasts, one step was a mile, one step was to step out of a huge pit, the momentum was magnificent, far away, the strong wind whistled and blew, and the sky was full of sand, gravel and dust.

"Good time"

Zhang Xiaohu shouted, stomped on his feet, and rushed forward.

In the smoke and dust, a thick arm stretched out, and the huge fist shattered the strong wind, which hit quickly, Zhang Xiaohu's eyes lit up, and his fists were right as soon as he made a mistake.

Bang.

Everything was still.

The two fists met in the air, against each other, and if you looked closely, between the fists and the fists, there was a gap as thin as a piece of paper, and a trace of light flickered in the gap, and there was no wind nearby, and there was no violent breath, and it was surprisingly quiet.

Xiang'er became nervous, looked at the field with big eyes without blinking, and unconsciously pinched Xiaobai's face with the hand holding Xiaobai, making the little guy grin, kicking his little paws indiscriminately, wanting to struggle, but he didn't dare to move too much, staring at Xiang'er with big red eyes, looking very pitiful.

This is a duel of strength, not a confrontation between you and me, but a confrontation of strength between each other, if you win, you can destroy the other party, and if you lose, it can only prove that your strength is not good, and you can't be a little false.

The strength and divine power oscillated back and forth between the fists, constantly dissolving, a bit of the effect of the gray qi, but it was even more dangerous.

The two of them held each other still, but their fists kept moving left and right, sometimes leaning towards Zhang Xiaohu's side, and sometimes being pressed to Hercules' side.

The suppressed side, on the fist arm, from time to time protruded, like an earthworm kept drilling, that is the other party's strength and divine power forced over, is raging in this madness, everywhere you go, a muffled sound keeps coming out, the skin is red and blue, if it is not for the two of them to temper well, these few times, the fist and arm will be blown up.

No one dared to open their mouths, gritted their teeth, and persevered hard, and the power was sent into the fists on the arms in waves, constantly confronting the opponent, but neither of the two sides could overpower anyone, and unconsciously, the fight was evenly matched.

Zhang Xiaohu is not afraid, the cells in his body are constantly releasing energy, he has been practicing in the mountains for more than a month, he thought that he had already understood everything he got in the cave, but now it seems that he is far from mastering the energy in this cell alone.

Such a large mass of gray gas, now all contained in the body, it is terrifying to think about, just a wisp can dissolve a great monk, the little finger thickness of the spiritual energy and demonic qi infusion, you can create a spiritual monster, this convergence of the two energy of the gray gas, the power is even more terrifying, Zhang Xiaohu can't think of it, if this is all controlled by him, his strength will skyrocket.

It's just a pity that the body has not yet reached that realm, if the gray gas bursts out at one time, he has no other way to go except to explode and die, like now, the gray gas is transforming in the body all the time, and the cells are getting stronger and stronger, more and more dense, and they have gradually broken away from the category of people and walked towards the direction that Zhang Xiaohu can't understand.

Compared with Zhang Xiaohu's side, Hercules looked a little flustered, although his face was not shown in the slightest, but his heart became more chaotic every time he breathed.

There is only one person in him, and next to him, there is a girl staring, looking at that look, ready to move, as if she may make a move at any time, which does not make Hercules panic.

The smile of the divine power stone sinking into the sea is gone, the more it is urged, the faster it dissolves, Hercules has worked for a while, and nearly half of the divine power has been removed from his body, looking up at his opponent, with a good and flawless posture, which makes Hercules curse in his heart, who is Hercules, or else, give you this name.

The power of the fight, not who wants to withdraw can withdraw, even if Hercules is unwilling, but the divine power still has to be continuously exported out.

The fists in his arms continued to explode, and the qi and blood kept repairing the injuries, but the panic in his heart could not be healed by the qi and blood.

There is still half of the strength left, and the arms of the two of them against each other began to tremble, and the place where the fists touched was no longer as tight as a piece of tissue paper, but sometimes directly against each other, but separated by a palm's width, which was the strength they could not perfectly control, and if they went down, it would not be long before someone would be defeated.

Hercules, who lost his confidence, no longer dared to fight hard, even if he was lucky to win, but the other party still had a girl, he had exhausted his whole body of divine power, and I was afraid that he could only sit and wait for death.

Suddenly, Hercules roared, all his strength spit out wildly, leaned forward, desperately pressed the other party to attack, and at the same time raised his leg is a kick, just when Zhang Xiaohu was in a hurry, he suddenly withdrew his hand, and then regardless of the other party's reaction, he turned around and fled backwards.

Kerala.

Although Zhang Xiaohu was caught off guard, although his strength was instantly suppressed, but retreat is retreat, without accident, Hercules was hit hard, his fists and arms kept exploding, and the divine power that had just been spit out had no time to capture the opponent's territory, so it dissipated because of the master's retreat, and Zhang Xiaohu's strength followed, along the fist all the way up, destroying everything on the road.

The arms twisted, large chunks of muscles were blasted apart, and on the surface of the fist, the phalanx bones were exposed, and large patches of blood were sprinkled in all directions.

This is still Hercules tried his best to suppress it, otherwise it would be even more miserable to be attacked by Zhang Xiaohu's strength.

Zhang Xiaohu was stunned, the Hercules had already begun to retreat, and he just wanted to step up to pursue, but he was stopped in place by a kick, and in an instant, Hercules escaped.

It wasn't until this time that Zhang Xiaohu really reacted, this Hercules retreated, inexplicably retreated.

This made him very incomprehensible, obviously there are still so many forces to fight, in the end, it is difficult to be sure who will die, why retreat, doesn't he know that the retreating side will suffer heavy losses, and be immersed in the force, even if Hercules plays beautifully, but at least he will temporarily lose a hand, how will he fight next?

He didn't think about it, there was a Xiang'er standing next to him, which couldn't help but make people upset, although Xiang'er wouldn't shoot casually, but at that moment of life and death, how could he bear it, from the beginning, Hercules chose the duel and thought of the wrong way, it can be said that at that time, he had already fallen into defeat.