Zhang Xiaohu's legs kicked like wheels, piled up under him like a mountain of gravel whistling towards the black smoke and storm.

The black smoke tentacles danced wildly, bringing afterimages all over the sky, and the flying rubble collided with the smoke-like tentacles, bang, and then scattered in all directions.

The tentacles that had no substance were infinitely powerful at this time, and the stones that came back one by one were rolled back by it, flying towards Zhang Xiaohu at an even more ferocious speed, piercing through the rising energy on his body, leaving one blood hole after another in his muscles.

After the white fish treasure clothes were damaged, Zhang Xiaohu, who had no treasure clothes to protect his body, suffered all the hardships at this time, and all the attacks were resisted by himself, and the small gravel became sharper than the blade under the whipping of the tentacles, and after piercing the strength, it easily hit the body.

The old injury did not go and the new injury came again, Zhang Xiaohu endured the pain, his feet did not dare to stop, and desperately kicked the flying gravel to block the attack of the black smoke, behind the black smoke, Zhang Xiaohu had already seen Xiang'er coming with a sword, as long as he held on for a while, he could regain his respite.

With the kicking of both feet, the pile of rocks quickly shrank, Zhang Xiaohu kicked and kicked his feet suddenly empty, secretly said something was wrong, his hands slapped on the ground, his body shot backwards, rolled in the air, turned around, and stood up.

Without waiting to gain a firm foothold, he pulled his right arm back, grasped it into a fist, and bombarded it towards the oncoming tentacles, the fist was fierce, gathering the turbidity in his stomach, and he couldn't wait to disperse the black smoke that was chasing him.

It's just that this is just thinking about it, Zhang Xiaohu still has self-knowledge, with his current strength, he can't compete with black smoke at all, even when he was in his heyday, he was only half a catty or eight taels with black smoke at most, which still boasted in it.

The fist and the tentacle collided together, the shock wave dispersed on all sides, the roar was deafening, the smoke and dust in the air and the fine gravel on the ground were instantly swept away, and a circular hole appeared next to the two of them, with the continuous dispersion of the shock wave, the hole continued to increase, and in a blink of an eye, a radius of 100 meters was clean.

Zhang Xiaohu only felt a huge force bombarding along his arm, and the whole person was like fighting with the wild waves in the sea, standing unsteady and undulating.

With a stomp on his heels, his body floated backwards along the momentum of the bombardment, Zhang Xiaohu had long expected this scene, and he didn't plan to fight hard with black smoke at all.

The body was sent backwards, and it hit a stone pillar behind him.

The moment it came into contact with the stone pillar, the clothes on his back turned into pieces, like pieces of butterflies, but before the butterflies took off, the subsequent impact force swarmed in, and the pieces of clothes couldn't hold on for half a moment, and they suddenly disappeared.

On the back that no one saw, the muscles were turning like waves, and the power poured in by the tentacles was transmitted during the flipping, and according to Zhang Xiaohu's thoughts, they all entered the stone pillar in an instant.

The hard stone cracked, and the cracks quickly spread in all directions, and then, with a loud bang, the stone pillars exploded, and the huge stones flew out in all directions, and the stone pillars that were unfortunate enough to stand in front of the flying stones' tracks, after being hit, shook a few times and collapsed, turning into a pile of rocks.

The smoke and dust rose up, the stones snapped and fell, Zhang Xiaohu stood in front of the stone pile, his face was like gold paper, at that moment, although most of the power was transmitted out, but the remaining ones still added to the wounds on his already damaged internal organs.

There was no time to pay attention to the injury, the tentacles came quickly, and the second wave of attacks did not give him a moment to rest.

Zhang Xiaohu retracted his fist and struck again, and then his body flew out again, and the stone pillar collapsed.

Just like before, the tentacles kept attacking, Zhang Xiaohu kept throwing away, and the stone pillars collapsed one after another, and in an instant, the stone forest was in a mess and a mess.

Zhang Xiaohu struck one after another, standing up with difficulty, his arms trembling slightly, his muscles almost spasmodic, the original Dasheng strength gradually dimmed in the continuous bombardment, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and his chest was full of gold.

The appearance is extremely miserable, the body has been punched out of small blood holes, and both arms are a little twisted and deformed, because of the continuous impact on the stone pillar, several white bones in the chest are pierced, and Bai Sensen's eyes make people's hearts seep.

The black smoke was also uncomfortable, under the collision, the golden energy scorched him again and again, and the huge force also shook him, the color of the black smoke was much darker, and the speed of rolling and changing shape was slower than just now.

A sharp voice sounded, black smoke shouted angrily, the tentacles no longer hit hard, the opponent in front of him was almost powerless to fight, he didn't want to smash the opponent to death so simply.

The tentacles twisted and changed their positions in the air, and while Zhang Xiaohu was unprepared, a tentacle sneaked up against the ground, climbed all the way up along his feet, and entangled Zhang Xiaohu to death, and he was mentioned in mid-air.

"I'm going to tear you apart"

The black smoke was so excited that it kept tumbling, and the sharp and piercing sound inside sounded rampantly, laughing, a few tentacles poked out of the black smoke, and pounced on Zhang Xiaohu's limbs left and right, and he was ready to tear Zhang Xiaohu to pieces with all his strength.

Zhang Xiaohu struggled hard, the tentacles were tightly clamped, and there was a clicking sound all over his body, which was the prelude to the bones being torn.

Unable to breathe, Zhang Xiaohu rose up and spread his arms out, but in addition to the black smoke burns from the jinmang, the strength of his arms could not shake the tentacles, seeing that the entanglement was getting tighter and tighter, and several tentacles next to him were coming quickly, and he was about to die.

"Ugly ghost, let go of your stinky hands"

In the distance, Xiang'er screamed, and rushed out from behind the black smoke, and the law in his hand was a finger according to him, and a muffled thunder moved in the air, and in the rumbling sound, a lightning light fell from the sky, hitting the black smoke positively.

"Ah......h

The black smoke screamed, and the smoke cloud retracted violently, rolling up and down, as if it was shivering in pain.

The electric light raged in the black smoke, and the arcs jumped wildly, scorching the smoke clouds, although they disappeared after only a breath, but this sudden lightning strike made the black smoke stiff and unable to move.

Zhang Xiaohu's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again, unless he had just started to use the Thunder Fire Jiaolong Spear, otherwise, in the future battle, he would not have a chance to take it out at all, even if he knew the magic of the thunder light now, but his whole body was entangled and imprisoned by tentacles, and there was no way to take it out.

Xiang'er toe a little, the person jumped into the air, the sword in his hand fell in the air, like a crescent moon in the air, the cold sword light, bursts of cold air, stimulated the black smoke trembling, the sword light did not come before it trembled.

Laugh at.

The sword easily slashed through the tentacles that were blocked in front of him by the black smoke, and the tentacles split in two, and the broken one still shook and danced in the air, trying to find its body and heal it again.

The black smoke screamed in pain, and the voice was more than an octave higher, like a piercing sound scraping on a broken iron sheet, Xiang'er's body froze, her eyes were dark, her head was as if she had been hit with a heavy fist, and blood flowed from her ears.

A white light flashed in mid-air, Xiaobai rushed out of Xiang'er's arms, his wings fluttered, and he quickly pounced in front of the broken tentacles, his claws poked out, grasped them firmly, turned around in the air, and quickly took the severed hand away from the battlefield.

Because of fear, just now the little guy has been covering his eyes with his ears, lying down his ears on his little head, and he was not hurt when this sound exploded, I have to say that it was a luck, and it was at this time that it mustered up its courage and flew out.

The black smoke severed hand struggled hard under Xiaobai's claws, but it was only a stump of limbs, and where did it break free from the control of the peak of the demon king, let it roll and slap and twist in the air, but it couldn't break free, and the pair of small claws were like steel tongs, locking it firmly.

The white light was fast, but in an instant, Xiao Bai was far away from the battlefield, his wings vibrated and fluttered, and he was a hundred and ten meters away.

The severed hand stopped struggling, trembling under Xiaobai's claws, as the distance got farther and farther, the trembling gradually subsided, and when Xiaobai left Lixu, the severed limb finally made a wave, turned into a cloud of smoke, and quickly dissipated in the air.

"Chirp"

Xiaobai stopped, his eyes widened, and he looked at his little paws stupidly, unable to understand why the stinky thing was gone.

The black smoke was stunned, from the appearance of Xiaobai to the dissipation of the black smoke in just a breath, he never thought that the rabbit in front of him could not only fly, but also the speed was amazingly fast, and he instantly took his stump away from the place where the body could not control, and watched a part of his body turn into nothing.

Without waiting for the black smoke and fire, Xiang'er continued to leap forward, her mind was still buzzing, although her eyes had recovered a little, her vision was still blurry, and there were overlapping scenes everywhere, but, as a great monk, her most powerful thing was not to rely on her eyes, but to use her divine sense.

The divine consciousness suppressed by this world is only more than ten meters away, and it is more than enough for the black smoke facing each other, Xiang'er simply closed her eyes, her figure flashed above the black smoke, and the sword in her hand waved, waving the cold sword light.

The tentacles twisted and dodged frantically, but he was still stunned just now, and this time he must have fallen into the back hand, and the tentacles that were slow down were swept by the sword, leaving a deep and long gap in the thick limbs, which was still he tried his best to dodge, or he would not be able to keep the break if he didn't entangle Zhang Xiaohu.

"Ahh Ahh

The screams in the black smoke were higher and higher, and the tentacles that had suffered heavy injuries were excited, and they threw Zhang Xiaohu out easily, and they couldn't care about the prey that they had captured with great difficulty.

The sword wound, where it could have healed quickly, was now frozen by a thin layer of cold air, and there were no substantial tentacles, and now it became no different from real tentacles, and the pain continued to invade from the wound with the cold air, and in waves, it froze straight into his heart.

Five or six tentacles danced wildly in mid-air, the wind was strong, Xiang'er only had time to release the tortoise shell, the tentacles came in an instant, and hit it one after another, bang, a loud noise, the whole person flew out like a cannonball, crashing the stone pillar all the way, and couldn't stop at all.