The giant paused for a moment, strode after him, and then chased after him.

I didn't see how he ran, just a few miles away from one step, and instantly caught up with Zhang Xiaohu who was rolling in the air, his fists swirling, and it was a blow.

Zhang Xiaohu only felt that his internal organs were going to be beaten out, and his lower abdomen was scorching and painful, if it weren't for the star beast scale armor on his body that blocked most of the power, his stomach would probably be pierced.

Forcibly enduring the discomfort, his body twisted, trying his best to control the direction, sensing that the giant flew by, Zhang Xiaohu shouted angrily, held the knife with both hands, flipped in the air, and the black knife brought up a series of phantoms, and slashed down at the fist.

While.

The fist didn't hit the fist before it was slashed by a black knife halfway through.

Even so, that power is not comparable to Zhang Xiaohu.

The black knife took off his hand and flew high into the starry sky, Zhang Xiaohu's arms became twisted, his muscles and bones were all broken, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out, dyeing the huge fist with a faint golden light.

The fist continued to slam down, and the black knife slashed hard, unable to resist the giant's attack.

One flew backwards, the other chased after him, and the punches that burst out were always less than one meter away from Zhang Xiaohu's chest.

Qi and blood, frantically washed in the body, the twisted arm, without a breath, returned to its original state, but the bones were broken at the beginning, that is, they healed together, the crack still existed, and in a short time, it was a dream to hit hard.

Zhang Xiaohu's mind turned sharply, his eyes were fixed on the huge fist in front of him, and he quickly thought of countermeasures.

The giant cracked its mouth and let out a silent laugh, its fist getting closer and closer, and it looked like it was about to crash down.

Behind him, the black knife slashed out a black mang, slashing quickly, but the speed was extremely fast, but it was difficult to arrive before the giant could get his hand.

Zhang Xiaohu faced the giant, and quickly retreated under his feet, the power of that blow had already been exhausted, but the fist was in front of him, and stagnation would bring fatal damage in an instant, and this retreat changed from being knocked away to taking the initiative to retreat.

The fist suddenly sped up again, and the howling wind made the treasure clothes clangle.

Zhang Xiaohu suddenly fell backwards, his feet were nailed to the spot like a sea god's needle, the person seemed to be broken, his body turned into a right angle, the fist, with a snort, swept against his chest, and the tall body rushed over his head in the blink of an eye.

With a move of his hand, the black knife flew back into his palm, and Zhang Xiaohu slowly raised the black knife diagonally with both hands, staring at the giant who turned around, his chest rising and falling.

The giant turned around, his fists slammed into each other a few times in his chest, and in the starry sky, there was a loud noise.

Zhang Xiaohu's figure suddenly fell into a trance, and the black knife appeared from behind the giant and slashed at his neck.

Teleporting, attacking instead of defending, even if you can't beat it, you can't blindly resist it.

It's just that the old man had already learned about Zhang Xiaohu's ability from his subordinates, and as soon as the figure moved, the giant roared silently, his hands were open, and he would turn around and hug him.

This is just a law body, even if it is destroyed, it will not hurt much, besides, with Zhang Xiaohu's strength, with the sharpness of this black knife, the old man does not think that the enemy has the ability to break through the defense of the law body, so he simply gave up the barrier to dodge, and he is a bear hug.

The black knife slashed wildly, pulling out a long string of sparks on the neck, the Dharma body was extremely strong, and the black knife pulled diagonally, and it only opened an inch-deep opening, which seemed amazing, but this opening was nothing at all for the Dharma body.

A stream of aura gushed out from the wound, extremely thick, like smoke, but in just a moment, the wound healed together, and this leaking aura was just a drop in the ocean compared to the huge body.

With his arms folded, the giant hugged his chest hard, only to see the body sway in the air a few times, and his hands crossed his body.

A strong wind behind him approached again, Zhang Xiaohu appeared, the black knife flashed, and it was pulled on the giant's neck again.

The aura gushed again, like smoke and mist, and the runes on the wound flickered, healing rapidly.

The giant, without turning, slammed his broad back backwards, moving as fast as lightning.

The figure was scattered as it slammed back to back, but the giant did not stop, raising his big feet and kicking towards an open space beside him.

Zhang Xiaohu was just about to walk out, but he didn't expect that the other party would see through his whereabouts in advance, and the black knife he waved was too late to take back, so he snorted at the moment, and was directly kicked back into the ripples by this kick.

It's not that the old man also knows the law of space, he can see the signs from this ripple fluctuation, and he can find that it is just that the old man single-handedly created the blood-colored skeleton, and he doesn't know that he has experienced tens of thousands of battles in this big and small battle, and he is very old, and when he saw the figure disappear, he directly chose a place where he was most likely to attack.

As for whether it will be wrong, the old man doesn't care, five or five folios, no matter how you can choose, it's wrong, and the other party can't give him any kind of harm, on the contrary, if it's right, his kick will definitely make the enemy unable to eat and walk around, and then imagine playing with him like this, but you have to think about the consequences.

Sure enough, this foot fell, and there was a trace of resistance from the soles of the feet, and the giant stepped on it so hard that he almost stepped into the fluctuations.

Zhang Xiaohu appeared from a mile away in embarrassment, the golden light on his chest flashed, and the blood stains had long been smeared.

Coughing up blood, Zhang Xiaohu shook his head, threw the trance out of his mind, looked at the giant who was striding forward, and had a headache, not knowing how to deal with it.

A mile away, but less than half a step away, the giant, waving his fists, bombarded down like a storm, and the wind of his fists was violent, shaking the void.

Zhang Xiaohu was almost unsteady on his feet, taking advantage of the wind, he tapped lightly on his toes, lightly spun in the air, lightning-like dodging the giant's frontal bombardment of the fist, turned behind him, and the black knife in his hand flew out, bringing up thousands of black mangs in an instant.

The giant turned around and kicked, the void shook, and the spatial fluctuations were blurred, making it impossible to teleport away.

Zhang Xiaohu's eyes turned into a piece of ink color, his body rose with the wind, and he passed by the big foot, and the black knife in his hand slashed out again, adding a hundred and ten wounds to the giant's body.

It's just that this attack was scattered, and the strength was not enough to cut the giant's body apart, and the sword light slashed, only small cracks appeared, and as soon as the aura erupted, it immediately healed.

The old man frowned, he didn't expect this kid to be so difficult, he had made up his mind to beat him to death with his fists, it seemed that relying on brute force alone, I was afraid that he would not be able to take him in a short time.

The anger in his heart suddenly rose, and the speed increased again.

In the starry sky, the shadow of the fist flew over, enveloping all the 100 meters in it.

Zhang Xiaohu took advantage of the wind to shuttle and leap in the shadow of the fist, and the black knife in his hand kept swinging out, not seeking to defeat the enemy with one sword, but only seeking this continuous trauma, which added up to bring irreversible damage to the giant.

seems to be unscathed and free, but only Zhang Xiaohu knows the pain in his heart.

The old man's fist shadow is fierce, more flexible and changeable than the attack of the vine, the fist changes into a palm, the palm changes into a claw, or a fist, or an elbow strike, the movements are ever-changing, making people tense all the time and dare not be careless.

He slashed down thousands of times, but he couldn't catch up with the blow that the old man gave him, the ink painting in front of him became more and more chaotic, the ink was infected with large tracts of ink, and it was extremely difficult to find a safe trajectory inside, and gradually, Zhang Xiaohu's movements began to become a little uncomfortable.

From afar, the old man's eyes lit up, and his movements had just changed, and he was keenly aware of it more than ten miles away.

His arms were stirred a few times, Zhang Xiaohu looked a little flustered, this action, he couldn't see where he was going to bombard, just like a child of a few years old punching indiscriminately.

However, the ink in his eyes changed instantly, and the ink color quickly faded, infecting the rice paper with the entire ink, trying to dodge, but he couldn't see the slightest trace for a while.

The mystery of the wind was simply cracked, and just a few random punches turned the already chaotic space into a mess.

The giant stepped forward, the wind stirring, and a pair of fists were raised high, and his hands were clasped together, and he slammed down below.

Zhang Xiaohu had no way out, his eyes were full of blurred ink, and he wanted to sway with the wind, but he couldn't even find the wind.

Holding the black knife with both hands, he took a deep breath and poured the strength into it as hard as he could, and it didn't stimulate the thunder and lightning, but only a thin layer of energy on the blade.

"Chop"

The black knife flew out, tearing the starry sky in half.

While.

The sword light slashed into both fists, slamming into each other in the air with a deafening loud bang.

On the fist surface, a deep bone-visible hole cracked, but inside this Dharma body, there were bones there, and the power surged to the fists, and the aura here was the most intense, the mouth was cracked, and the aura sneered outward, and in an instant, even people were covered, and there were clouds of smoke everywhere.

Zhang Xiaohu spat blood and flew backwards, and the black knife in his hand once again took off his hand, spun, and flew far away.

Just a momentary touch, the power surged over in waves, both hands and arms were all broken, the flesh and blood were blurred, the blood in the mouth was vomited wildly, and the small fragments of internal organs spurted out along with the dirty blood.

This knife is already his most wonderful blow, and all his spirit and spirit are infused, and if he tries again, I am afraid that he will not be able to achieve such a beautiful result.

Zhang Xiaohu was still in the air, and he fully understood in his heart that this giant was not something he could match at all, and if he wanted to win, he might have to think of another way.

The body kept rolling and turning, a meteorite with a size of 100 meters blocked in front of him, Zhang Xiaohu hit it head-on, and there was a loud bang, and there was a big hole in the shape of a figure on the meteorite, and countless gravel burst out and splashed, and the smoke and dust were filled.