The wall of water constantly sprays out tiny jets of water, densely packed.

The tiny water jets quickly transformed into sharp water blades in mid-air, and the clear sword body was imprinted with countless water swords around it.

The water blade cut through the sky, with trails of water, tearing through the air and making bursts of sneering sounds, shooting at Zhang Xiaohu overwhelmingly.

Zhang Xiaohu stepped a little, and the whole person took a few steps back.

At this time, when the arm bones are finally healing, as long as you buy a little more time, you can be intact and you can use the strength of your hands to the maximum.

The golden energy flowed in the muscles non-stop, and every time it flowed into the damaged and cracked arm bones, there was a trace of energy that stayed here, and a trace of energy made a squeaky sound, quickly filling the space of the crack, and the arm bones healed quickly.

Taking a few steps back, Zhang Xiaohu leaned forward and stomped down with his right foot.

The furious energy surged down with his right foot, and the gravel and soil under his feet slammed, and he was stomped by this foot and splashed around, and a large pit with a radius of one meter appeared under his feet.

The splashed gravel and dirt shot towards the rushing water blades, crackling and crashing together, and the powerful gravel and dirt smashed the water blades one by one, instantly sweeping away the countless water blades in front of them.

The swift blades of water were shattered into pieces by the rubble, and the incoming waves of dirt smashed into the shards, turning the still sharp shards back into a lake.

The lakeshore that had been beaten by Zhang Xiaohu with Heijiao for a round and became potholes, at this time, under the continuous falling lake water, the flat lakeshore suddenly became muddy, as if it had been transformed into a swamp.

The strength of the arm bones squeaked into the cracks, making up for the last trace of fracture, and the intact arm bones flowed with crystal light.

Zhang Xiaohu smiled, took a step forward, shook his hands a few times, and moved, the water blade that had been swept away by the gravel and mud quickly replenished, and shot towards him densely, like forming a sword wall in front of him.

With a loud shout, Zhang Xiaohu attacked with both hands, and thousands of palms appeared in front of him, and the water blades that shot head-on, or picked, or brought, or lead, or teased, turned and shot to the side one by one.

The sharp water blade gently cut the gravel bones on the ground, sneering through the dirt, leaving only tiny holes in the ground.

A beast skull by the lake that has been left for an unknown number of years, Bai Sensen's, with some dirt on it, was easily passed through by a water blade at this time, and an inch-long crack clearly appeared on the skull, showing that it had just withstood the blow, and the skull was lying quietly by the lake, as if nothing had happened.

The boundless water blade suddenly descended on the shore of the lake, and countless water blades passed through the skull one after another, and small cracks continued to appear on the skull, and in the blink of an eye, the skull cracked into pieces, clicked, and collapsed to the ground.

With a sneering sound, the skull fragments grew smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared from view completely, leaving only a faint amount of bone powder, indicating that there was once such a thing here.

The countless water blades shot in the sky, under the wave of Zhang Xiaohu's hands, were folded to the side one by one, and they just stuck to the shore without flinching a single step.

The water blade is as thin as a cicada's wings, the blade of the sword is extremely sharp, but the sword body is very fragile, as long as it is a little stronger, the water blade may be broken, and the water blade is transparent, with eyes alone, it is impossible to see this boundless sword rain at this time.

Zhang Xiaohu closed his eyes, perceiving that every water blade appeared clearly inside, Zhang Xiaohu stretched out his palm and gently touched the edge of the water blade, that attitude, like stroking the delicate skin of a baby, did not dare to use a little more force.

A swift blade of water broke through the air barrier and approached with a piercing scream.

Zhang Xiaohu's palm stretched forward and went towards the water blade, and at the moment when it came into contact with the water blade, the palm of the hand retreated with the water blade, removing the strength of the water blade, and then the palm flipped, and the edge of the palm touched lightly, a trace of extremely small power came out, the tip of the water blade turned slightly, and then a trace of power came, and the water blade, which had changed its track, finally changed its course and refracted to the side.

The hands kept flying in front of the water sword, and the water blades were skillfully guided to the side, and the area around where Zhang Xiaohu was standing had turned into mud, and the original broken stone beast bones had already turned into powder one by one under the piercing of the sharp water blade.

The snort continued to sound beside him, and the water blade pierced through the dirt and stabbed deep into the ground, all the objects that stood in front of it along the way were pierced until the water blade completely lost its power, and then it turned into a lake again, and eroded into the soil next to it.

As everything in the ground was pierced into powder by the water blade, coupled with the continuous erosion and mixing of the lake, the soil gradually became compact, and the ground slowly began to sink, except for the place where Zhang Xiaohu was standing, which remained the same, within a range of more than ten meters around, the ground unconsciously sunken down, and a large pit more than half a meter deep appeared.

Zhang Xiaohu was a little tired, and although his hands were constantly flying, although he didn't consume much strength each time, he couldn't resist the large number of water blades that needed to be guided, fortunately, this extremely fast guide water blade turning, the most important thing was that he only needed mental strength, for Zhang Xiaohu, although the pressure was extremely high, but it was not impossible to do.

A drop of sweat slowly flowed down his forehead, rolling down his face all the way, and the large consumption of spiritual power made Zhang Xiaohu's movements become dull, and the dancing of his hands did not enter the brain command at all, automatically guiding the water blades to turn to the side.

Persistence, continue to insist, Zhang Xiaohu bit the tip of his tongue, and his spirit was lifted.

Behind him is Xiang'er, you can't take a step back, now the competition is who will lose first, Zhang Xiaohu secretly thought, this endless water blade, I'm afraid the spirit and mana consumed are not much less than him.

Hei Jiao proudly controlled the water wall under him to shoot out water swords, as a dragon clan, the control of water is innate, except for the real dragon, no one in this world can surpass it.

However, as time passed, there was a trace of anxiety in Hei Jiao's eyes, and the monk in front of him, who was extremely frightened in the depths of his memory, successfully blocked the water sword rain curtain that it had inspired in front of him, and did not retreat a single step.

Isn't this his limit? Hei Jiao began to hesitate, for this continuous water blade, Hei Jiao has not paid a lot of mana and spirit, if he can see the effect, of course he is not afraid to continue, but the person in front of him has not revealed any flaws, maybe it is time to retreat.

The black Jiao's body flowed and shrank a little into the lake, but then the self-esteem of the Jiaolong that appeared inexplicably made it unable to bear this evil breath.

When is it Jiaolong's turn to retreat, this has to be said, and others must not be laughed to death?

Hei Jiao's eyes turned and turned, and he suddenly opened his big mouth and poked forward suddenly.

With the movement of the evil Jiao, the sword rain quickly converged in the middle, and the water blades that were originally as thin as cicada wings were put together one by one, and finally turned into a water column the thickness of a basin, spraying towards Zhang Xiaohu.

The last move, Hei Jiao thought, if the other party still has the strength to block it, then it doesn't say a word, and goes directly into the lake, this grudge will be written down for the time being, and when the last few saber-toothed tigers in the body are digested by the demon emperor's blood, they will be promoted to the middle stage of the demon emperor, and then they will find the door at that time.

Pay attention to the black Jiao, look straight at the water column with his eyes, and don't see whether the other party is exhausted, Heijiao is really unwilling.

The continuous water blade in front of him suddenly disappeared, Zhang Xiaohu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and heard Xiang'er behind him shouting something, Zhang Xiaohu turned his head and waved his hand, and smiled at Xiang'er.

Sure enough, as he thought, this black Jiao finally stopped, it seemed that this time was won, Zhang Xiaohu clenched his fists tightly.

After resting for less than a second, a column of water shot straight out, and the water column tightly wrapped in mana shot out more than ten meters away, and not a drop of water fell out.

Where is this still a column of water, if it weren't for the translucent appearance, listening to the majesty, it would definitely be regarded as an iron pillar.

Zhang Xiaohu did not retreat, but advanced, a little under his feet, and rushed forward against the jet of water, and the person opened his mouth and sucked it violently halfway.

The air dozens of meters beside him rushed towards Xiaohu's belly, and the little belly didn't know how much to swallow, and the surrounding air became thinner.

Just when the water column was about to hit Zhang Xiaohu, Hei Jiao's eyes widened, staring at this moment, but Jiao's tail was already writhing, ready to escape to the bottom of the lake at any time.

Everything slowed down in the eyes of the black Jiao, and the monk suddenly opened his mouth, and a cloud of white gas erupted from his mouth, hitting the water column straight onto it.

No, Heijiao's first thought was to escape, if I didn't guess wrong, this move should be similar to its silent roar.

While drilling into the water, I was still wondering if I would be deceived, maybe it was just a façade, but in fact it was not powerful at all? Thinking about it like this, my body inevitably slowed down.

The white gas hit the water column, and the water column that had been shooting out was so stagnant and motionless in mid-air, and ripples spread out from the white air mass, passing through the water column, passing through the water wall on the lake, and then passing through the black Jiao that escaped into the lake.

Everything stood still, as if time had stopped at this moment, the whole world became quiet, and the scene before me was like a painting.

In less than a breath, the water column exploded with a bang, and the water droplets flew out in all directions, falling on the shore bit by bit, without any power at all, just making a series of small pits on the soil.

The wall of water collapsed with a bang, and quickly dissipated into the lake, and there was no trace of a wall of water on the surface except for the waves.

Zhang Xiaohu jumped suddenly, pounced on the black Jiao who was stranded in mid-air, turned over and clamped the body of the dragon tightly with both feet, grabbed the neck of the black Jiao with his left hand, raised his right hand high, and the faint golden energy on his fist flashed, and he punched down.