The sledgehammer was no longer visible, and in an instant, Zhang Xiaohu blasted out a hundred hammers and thousands of hammers.

Boom, boom, boom.

King Kong was like a leather ball, moving back and forth in the air, the speed was so fast that only a black shadow could be seen.

Zhang Xiaohu teleported frantically, constantly appearing around King Kong's body, and the sledgehammer in his hand kept swinging, hammering at a fixed position every time.

Head, chest, back.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't dare to guarantee the effect just by a point, King Kong's dizziness was not permanent, and when he came to his senses, he would naturally defend and counterattack, and the purpose of choosing three was to make King Kong unable to block it with both hands, so as to ensure that he could still attack in place.

The teleportation was connected, Zhang Xiaohu just revealed the sledgehammer from the ripple fluctuations, and the person disappeared again, thanks to the teleportation attack method he had researched at the beginning, otherwise every time he stayed, the fighter would be wasted.

The skin is rough and the meat is thick.

There was only one word echoing in Zhang Xiaohu's heart.

Countless critical hits, the King Kong was bombarded back and forth, but looking at the skin, there were only a few red marks left, as if he hadn't eaten and had no energy in his hands.

The sledgehammer danced even more frantically, and the strength poured into the sledgehammer like money, and the golden energy shone brightly, forming a sea of light next to the black shadow.

The bombardment kept falling, smashing on the three targets selected by Zhang Xiaohu, especially the head, which was the most important, and got his focused attention, nearly half of the attacks were smashed on it, and then the skin was rough and thick, King Kong also changed at this time, swollen like a pig's head.

King Kong had woken up from tinnitus at this time, and the only thing he could do was to try his best to protect his vital parts to avoid increasing damage.

It's just that Zhang Xiaohu has been guarding against him for a long time, and the three points bombarded down at the same time, King Kong, who is not known for his flexibility, finally chose to protect his head with both hands and gave up his chest and back after being exhausted by the exhaustive left and right blocking.

Zhang Xiaohu did not relax carelessly because of this, and the sledgehammer he swung out was evenly distributed to the three targets, even if the other party protected his head tightly and did not leave a chance at all, he still continued to bombard without interruption, in order to make the other party completely give up the other two.

The sledgehammer swung out and smashed heavily on King Kong's back, as if the defense ability of the steel leather armor made the sledgehammer tremble and bounce away, leaving only a shallow red mark on the skin, but, under Zhang Xiaohu's invisible skin, the strength pierced wildly, tearing the muscle fibers one by one, the solid muscles began to twist and deform, and the slightest blood seeped out, and even the bones below began to be full of cracks, which could be broken in two at any time.

The bombardment has reached the limit of defense, and King Kong blankly blocked the falling sledgehammer, but his heart was cold for a while.

He, who had never suffered such a high-intensity blow, couldn't think of a way to solve the crisis for a while.

This kind of injury is nothing, for him, it can be completely repaired in three or two breaths, but now the overwhelming bombardment, let alone having time to recover, even if he wants to control his body that was smashed and thrown indiscriminately, he can't do it.

King Kong roared angrily, venting the depression in his heart, his body continued to fly with the bombardment, but an irrepressible thought suddenly appeared in his heart, I'm afraid, this round is going to die.

He only needs to be given a moment's time, not to mention turning defeat into victory, at least he can reverse the decline and no longer be hit by continuous heavy blows.

It's a pity that the teleportation was too fast, and when he couldn't see clearly, the heavy blows fell one after another, struggling, useless, injuries, little by little, and as time went by, finally, the bombardment of the sledgehammer was like the last straw that crushed the camel.

The front chest and back were sunken, and a trace of blood oozed out, and before anyone could see it clearly, it was stained on the sledgehammer and disappeared, and the ribs could not withstand the endless blows, and one by one they broke and pierced into the heart and lungs, and the wounds were added to the wounds, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth without money, and it was mixed with a large number of fragments of internal organs.

King Kong's arms in front of the skull could no longer be raised, and the arms were the first to break under the constant bombardment, and in the overwhelming bombardment, the hands were swollen thick and big, and the muscles under the skin had long since turned into a mass of flesh, if it wasn't for the skin wrapping, I'm afraid they would be splashed everywhere.

Zhang Xiaohu's eyes lit up, and the sledgehammer in his hand swung more vigorously, while he kept bombarding, he didn't forget to take the time to glance at Xiang'er next to him, although the perception of staying there didn't give him any bad news, but he was still a little uneasy in his heart, after all, he didn't want to succeed here, but Xiang'er was injured over there.

Who knows, this look, but just saw that the fat man was split in half by a sword from the middle, and the blood guts flowed all over the ground, Xiang'er was looking up at him proudly at this time, with a small mouth, and a small flame staggered out and landed on the two corpses.

The gods and demons are different from ordinary humans, they have been nourished by aura and demonic energy for tens of millions of years, even if they cut off their heads, they are broken into two pieces like this, and people still can't die, as long as they give him time, they can recover slowly, but their strength will be greatly reduced, Xiang'er already knows this, the appearance of the flame is to burn people to ashes and extinguish all possibilities of resurrection.

No, you can't be compared to a girl.

Zhang Xiaohu thought in his heart that the teleportation became more rapid, and the sledgehammer in his hand instantly became much lighter, and he wielded it more violently.

King Kong was completely helpless and threw back and forth in the air, under wave after wave of heavy blows, he lost all resistance and could only rely on his natural thick skin to stall for time, hoping that his opponent would not be able to hold out until the time to kill him.

Bang bang bang.

The skull was stained with blood, the skull gradually began to crack and shatter, Bai Huahua's brain was exposed, the chest cavity was sunken, and it was attached to the back, and the internal organs inside had long been tattered into meat sauce.

"Eighteen Paths of Madness"

Zhang Xiaohu let out a low sigh, no longer teleported, and afterimages appeared around King Kong's body, and the sledgehammer in his palm roared down, bombarding like a storm.

In less than a breath, Zhang Xiaohu stopped, the sledgehammer fell to the side, his hands were propped up on his knees, and he gasped for breath, his face had already turned pale and pale, and his clothes were wet with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

It was just a blow of five or six breaths, but it consumed almost all of Zhang Xiaohu's strength.

Constant teleportation has brought him a huge test, and at the same time, there is a continuous output of strength, every breath of time, he has to wield a heavy sledgehammer at least hundreds of times, Zhang Xiaohu is very nostalgic when the spear was still used comfortably, this sledgehammer is a little heavier, usually not too much, this fierce attack, it completely exposes the mismatch between the weapon and the person, if it is lighter, he will not be tired to such a situation.

King Kong had fallen to the ground, staggering to the ground, his eyes staring blankly ahead, his hands drooping, and he didn't know how to wipe the blood that kept leaving on his skull.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, a bang came, and the King Kong, accompanied by the explosion, kept beating, and the sound became louder and faster, and after a while, it became one, no more, no less, just enough for eighteen sounds.

The first bang sounded, and one big bag after another bulged under the King Kong skin.

When it rang a second time, his dazed eyes instantly bulged like two light bulbs.

The third sound, the light bulb burst open, and inside the seven orifices, blood arrows flew out, and the whole person, but wherever there were wounds, were all covered with blood.

Then there was another sound, and King Kong's muscles were eroded, and his bones were broken, except for the sound of incomparably solid skin, which was all blasted into pieces.

Every time the hammer falls, there is a trace of strength left inside, as thousands of hammers fall, the energy stored in the body of King Kong is almost equivalent to half of Zhang Xiaohu's usual strength, and the last eighteen ways of madness hammer is the last horn of the battle, with a command, the strength finally gathered together, and exploded.

King Kong, who is extremely strong, was killed by a hammer like this, even if he was given time, there was no way to resurrect him, just like the toad that was killed by the thunder.

"Brother Little Tiger, are you okay?"

Xiang'er didn't care about picking up the loot, so she rushed to Zhang Xiaohu's side and carefully supported him.

"It's okay, just rest"

Zhang Xiaohu still didn't stand up straight, gasping for breath, his body was running, slowly recovering the strength and teleportation of the Yuan Shen power.

The strength is still easy to do, and it won't take long to recover, but the power of the Yuan Shen used by teleportation will not be able to recover in a while and a half, and it won't take three or five days, don't even think about it.

Xiang'er stood next to her worriedly, pursed her lips and kicked King Kong, "Stinky guy, it makes Brother Xiaohu become like this"

Xiaobai has already re-embodied the villain, followed forward, and kicked him in a similar manner, "Kick you to death, kick you to death"

No one noticed, the sky gradually began to turn red, and red clouds quickly converged here, slowly, layer by layer, and kept sweeping towards the ground.

It's just a red cloud, a red cloud as red as blood, and there is nothing radiant, so the three people below are not aware of the abnormality, and they are still recovering as soon as possible, they also know that this place has just experienced a big war, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time, and they are all racing against time to recover their strength in order to leave here as soon as possible.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Xiaohu suddenly noticed that something was wrong, the ground, slightly shaking, and looked carefully, the fine sand and gravel were constantly rolling and jumping, and it became more and more violent, and when it came to the back, it was almost like jumping, and it bounced up more than half a foot high.

"Brother Little Tiger, look at it"

Xiang'er was not like Zhang Xiaohu bending over, she looked around, and finally found something wrong, raised her head, pointed to the sky and shouted loudly.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhang Xiaohu looked puzzled, the vibration under his feet became more obvious, it had changed from a slight vibration to a shaking, he shouted, "It's not good, run, there is an earthquake"