Zhang Xiaohu wrapped the blood mist with all his strength, and his fist as big as a sand bowl kept waving, and every time there was a thumping sound that made people palpitate.

The Blood Witch King was churning and struggling inside, and the ground was constantly cracked and the people were almost trapped in it.

Don't look at the ferocity of the punch, but the strength has not leaked at all, and every penny has been given to the Blood Witch King.

If it weren't for that, the power of a casual punch would have knocked the ground into a bottomless hole.

At the beginning, the Blood Witch King still fantasized about escaping from that power by turning into blood mist, but the continuous heavy blows made him dizzy, and he could no longer maintain the state of blood mist, not to mention that under that heavy blow, the original rich blood color was now constantly becoming lighter, if he waited until the blood color faded, it would be the moment when his soul was scattered.

The aura under Zhang Xiaohu's body kept changing shapes, and bulges were pushed out from all over the aperture, but, Zhang Xiaohu's strength, at this time, seventy percent of it was placed on this aperture, and only three layers were used for heavy blows, and where was the blood witch king who was beaten dizzy that could break through, even the real body couldn't, let alone the form of this blood mist.

The Blood Witch King finally showed his form, and at this time he was already in an embarrassed state, his head was covered with bags, and there was blood everywhere, and he was really beaten so much that he couldn't even recognize his mother.

If this continues, I'm afraid that if I take more than ten punches, my life will be lost.

The Blood Witch King's heart is crossed, since it is a mortal situation, then, if you want to die, let's die together.

I don't think about struggling to dodge anymore, anyway, the heavy punches that keep falling can't be dodged.

All the power of the Blood Witch King gathered and poured into the blood thorn in his left hand, the blood thorn grew rapidly, it was only a foot in length, it doubled in an instant, and the black and red color also deepened, and finally it became a jet-black color, and the only thing that remained was the faint golden halo that appeared after absorbing Zhang Xiaohu.

"Ahh

The Blood Witch King let out a final roar, raised his left hand with all his might, and stabbed it out with all his might, whether he could drag his opponent to death, or even the turn of defeat into victory on that line depended on this, to this day, he still had a trace of illusions.

The distance between him and Zhang Xiaohu is only about two times, and now the length of the blood thorn alone is nearly two feet, that is to say, as long as he goes forward, the blood thorn can pierce the other party, and the blood will be continuously sucked over, and the key point is that the blood thorn can pierce the aperture formed by the strength gathered.

The Blood Witch King was not worried, from the beginning of his cultivation to the present, the blood thorns that had been tempered countless times could be said to be extremely sharp, if he couldn't pierce them, it could only be said that he had this calamity in his life.

Zhang Xiaohu watched the changes under him gradually emerge, but he ignored it, and when the Blood Witch King dissipated, with that kung fu, it was better to speed up the speed in his hands, and a few more punches would be affordable, besides, he didn't have to block it with his hands, he didn't have no other way.

The blood thorn really lived up to the expectations of the Blood Witch King, snorted, pierced the aperture, and the black blood thorn, with a faint golden halo, stabbed Zhang Xiaohu's waist ribs, and before it arrived, a chill pierced through.

"Ah......h

Xiang'er covered her mouth and exclaimed, the distance of these few miles couldn't block her sight, not to mention that her divine sense had been observing the battlefield.

"What's wrong, Sister Xiang'er"

Yun'er hugged Xiaobai with one hand and Xiang'er's neck with the other, and asked in a coquettish voice.

The little guy doesn't have such good eyesight, he can see every movement over there, in her eyes, Brother Xiaohu pressed the bad guy to the ground and beat him, it was the time for people to applaud, why did Sister Xiang'er scream like this?

Xiang'er didn't answer, and she didn't care about answering, her two big eyes stared tightly, if it weren't for the witch king's fight, she couldn't intervene, and the rescue was already too late at this time, and she couldn't catch up at all, she couldn't wait to rush forward immediately, and trampled the bloody thorn into two with one kick.

Several people in white clothes had frightened looks on their faces, their fists were clenched tightly, and the ape green even secretly glanced at Bai Yi, as long as Bai Yi gave an order, he immediately snatched Yun'er and fled to the sky, as for Zhang Xiaohu and Xiang'er, he could only say sorry.

Maybe Bai Yi was too nervous, maybe he forgot about it, in short, there was no movement over there, Ape Qing looked at it again and again, stomped his feet fiercely, and had to give up the idea in his heart.

The blood thorn was swift and pierced directly into Zhang Xiaohu's waist and ribs, and that Zhang Xiaohu was also cross-hearted, ignored it, and continued to dance with a big fist, slamming again and again.

Seeing that it had penetrated the aperture, a halo appeared on the Blood Witch King's face that had lost its brilliance, like a return to the light, and a trace of blood appeared again.

"Give Me Death"

"Suffer Death"

The two shouted in unison, desperately attacking each other.

The blood thorn came to Zhang Xiaohu's waist and ribs in an instant, and after only stopping for a moment, it pierced through the hundred refining treasure clothes and went straight into the muscles.

The hemophagophic function was instantly activated, like a bowl of water poured on the thirsty soil, making a sizzling sound.

The Blood Witch King stared at Zhang Xiaohu with wide eyes, wanting to see the pale appearance on the other party's face, but a breath passed, and another breath, but he never waited, and then he was horrified to find that it turned out that there was not a trace of essence blood coming from the blood thorn.

Turning his head in disbelief, the Blood Witch King looked at the blood thorn, the invincible blood thorn, it was the first time this situation had appeared, which made him panic in his heart.

I saw that Zhang Xiaohu turned sideways to avoid, his thigh was raised, and he was in front of his left hand, and the two-foot-long blood thorn was blocked by this, and he could only break into the body of Zhang Xiaohu for less than two inches, but these two inches were tightly wrapped in golden light, and he couldn't touch Zhang Xiaohu at all.

It turned out that when this time came, Zhang Xiaohu took a sharp breath, and the muscles of his waist and ribs suddenly concave, and the thorn fell into the depression, and then he was wrapped in strength, not only could not touch his body, but was also tightly bound, unable to move.

"Die, Die"

Zhang Xiaohu's subordinates didn't stop, they bombarded with a fist, the blood splashed up, and was blocked by the energy, staying in the aperture, just for an instant, inside the aperture, there was already blurred flesh and blood.

The sound of bones breaking came and went, bright red blood continued to flow, white brains wrapped in blood overflowed, the skull, under the continuous heavy blows, finally couldn't bear it, pieces shattered, the blood witch king, at this time the head had been flattened, the eyes bulged out, lost color, the fingers twitched non-stop, and the person had no sound.

Zhang Xiaohu still didn't stop, who knows if this Blood Witch King is a trick to regenerate, but he can't put his mind at ease.

The big punch was repeated, bang bang, and more than ten heavy blows went down.

Zhang Xiaohu finally stopped his movements, pressed the corpse of the Blood Witch King with one hand, held it on his chest with the other, and looked at the Blood Witch King carefully, until the corpse even stopped convulsing completely, then he turned over and rolled off the body, panting heavily.

Xiang'er rushed over with Yun'er in her arms, pounced in front of Zhang Xiaohu, squatted down, carefully checked the place where the blood thorn had pierced just now, her eyes were filled with a layer of mist, and her hands trembled a little when she touched the wounds one by one.

"Silly girl, Brother Little Tiger is fine"

Zhang Xiaohu said lightly, the battle just now was extremely thrilling, but how can this kind of thing be said to the little girl.

If it weren't for the fact that his divine soul was extremely powerful after the transformation period, and he clearly seized the best opportunity to counterattack, at this time, I am afraid that he would have fallen.

Turned over and fought back, the other party was not in place a moment earlier, and a moment later, the blood thorn pierced into the neck, it was really dangerous and dangerous, Zhang Xiaohu now thinks about it, there is a trace of fear, especially in the end, the blood witch king is dying and counterattacks, if he didn't raise his leg to block the blood thorn in his left hand, if he didn't control the muscles to dent down, the deer may die with anyone's hand.

"Brother Xiaohu, you are so powerful"

Yun'er struggled to break free from Xiang'er's arms, clapped her little hands, and looked at Zhang Xiaohu with admiration, her little face flushed, as if she was fighting just now.

Zhang Xiaohu smiled and did not speak, quickly recovered his physical strength, this battle, the time was not long, but it consumed a lot of his spirit, the first time he encountered the world's highest level of combat power, let him gain a lot, next time, I believe it will not be so beaten.

"Kick you to death, kick you to death, big villain, see if you still want to catch Yun'er"

The little guy was not afraid at all, and ran over to kick the Blood Witch King a few times, but he was not afraid of staining his shoes.

"Hey, I said, what are you still doing there?"

Zhang Xiaohu came back to his senses and found that only Xiang'er and Yun'er were around, and the few people in white were still far away outside the valley mouth, so he couldn't help shouting loudly.

"A bunch of cowards"

Xiang'er muttered dissatisfiedly, she saw the actions of the white-clothed people just now, but thinking that the other party was for Yun'er's good, her anger could not rise, but she didn't dare to come in now, which made her very dissatisfied in her heart.

"This, this is the Blood Witch King?"

Several people in white walked forward tremblingly, looking at the broken corpse on the ground, although the white clothes saw the end from the beginning, they still couldn't help asking.

"It's not the Blood Witch King, do you hope it's Brother Little Tiger?"

Xiang'er rubbed the elixir on Zhang Xiaohu with a heartache that didn't need to be rubbed at all, and at the same time choked up with dissatisfaction, daring to look down on Brother Xiaohu, she was not ready to give face at all.

"That's not what I meant"

Bai Yi arched his hand in embarrassment and looked at Zhang Xiaohu begging for mercy.

"Okay, okay, Xiang'er"

Zhang Xiaohu had no choice but to mediate, a trivial matter, there is no need to go online, harmony generates wealth, harmony generates wealth.

"My lord, you are so powerful, even the Blood Witch King was killed a few times"

Xiong Ba said angrily, looking at Zhang Xiaohu, he admired it to the extreme, this blood witch king, but the guy who had a headache in his family's witch king, he didn't expect to die here today.

"It's not that I'm good, it's that this guy is too weak"

Zhang Xiaohu said lightly, not leaving a little face for the immobile person on the ground.