The electric light jumped, divided into two strands wrapped around the copper mace, and with a crackling sound, it spread along the hands that followed B.

It's also this guy's bad luck, so he doesn't die with a copper mace, if he uses a blade like a spear, a wooden barrel, how can he not make thunder and lightning so active.

The body stiffened suddenly, the double mace lost control, and smashed down in front of the whistle, but there was no accurate head at all, Xiang'er took advantage of the fact that he couldn't move with B, his body shook, and passed between the two maces, and his right hand stretched forward like a crane's beak, according to his heart, it was a peck.

Following B was so frightened that his soul was about to fly, but there was nothing he could do but watch the crane's beak hit his chest.

Without a trace of fireworks, like a crane, light and free, not even driven by the breeze, but as fast as lightning.

Duh.

The crane's beak flashed and disappeared, and a crane seemed to sound in the sky.

followed B screamed, a blood hole in his chest, and life passed quickly, but because the thunder and lightning had not dissipated, his body remained stiff, and he fell to the ground with a hard erection.

Xiang'er withdrew her palm and flipped it over, a bright red heart in her hand was still beating, but the speed was getting slower and slower, and after a few clicks, it stopped.

Shrugging her shoulders, Xiang'er casually threw her heart aside and turned her head to look at the already sluggish follower.

"Devil, you are a devil"

Following A's sudden frenzied roar, his whole body trembling.

Originally, he regarded death as home, sacrificing himself in exchange for following B to get a mobile phone opportunity, but he never thought that following B was just a face-to-face and hung up, and the heart that was determined to die just now collapsed suddenly.

Lost faith, the power in his hand was unconsciously small, the flying sword could not tolerate a little negligence, the light between the lights brightened, snorted, ten fingers were cut off, and the flying sword shot forward.

While screaming loudly in pain, he turned around in a panic and wanted to escape, but he didn't want to follow A, he lost his life just now, and then turned his back at this time, didn't he think he was dying fast enough?

The flying sword was as fast as lightning, just a flicker, it pierced through the back of his heart, brought out a large puddle of blood, followed the armor and stumbled a few times, then fell to the ground weakly, said something hoarsely, his hand kept grasping the ground, crawling forward little by little, staining the ground with a blood belt several meters long, and then he froze and did not move.

"That's it, call it a day"

Xiang'er showed a smile, and with a gesture of her hand, the flying sword flew over, hovered above her head and fell into Xiang'er's hand, and was immediately put into the storage bag.

"Not bad, it seems that you have worked hard during this time."

Zhang Xiaohu stood aside and clapped his hands, nodding his head in praise.

Xiang'er was startled, and hurriedly turned around to make defensive movements, while looking up, and when she saw that it was Zhang Xiaohu, she couldn't help but sneer, "I hate Brother Xiaohu, I am scared to death."

The tension of the fight just now, coupled with Zhang Xiaohu's usual habit of restraining his breath, if he is not careful, he can't find it at all, this sudden opening really scared Xiang'er enough, and Xiang'er rushed over with a huff, and it was a good pinch for a while, and when Zhang Xiaohu begged for mercy again and again, he hated it.

"When you see people so dangerous, you don't come to help"

Xiang'er's hand stopped, but she still rolled her eyes dissatisfiedly and gave it to Zhang Xiaohu, muttering non-stop.

"Aren't you playing so well? Besides, it's rare to have such a good opportunity to practice, isn't it a pity that you don't practice well?"

Zhang Xiaohu rubbed Xiang'er's hair and said funny, "I came a long time ago, and I didn't bother you when I saw that you had a festival, how about it?

"Uh-huh"

Xiang'er nodded her little head vigorously, muttering happily about the process of the battle, suddenly remembered something, looked up at the sky, and asked suspiciously, "Zhang Xiaohu, why are you faster than me? That guy won't let you go, right?"

It's only been a little while, the other party is a monk in the God Refining Period, a monk at the same level as Zhang Xiaohu, how could it be over so quickly?

"He's gone to see his grandmother a long time ago"

Zhang Xiaohu tilted his head stinkily, learned from Xiang'er's arrogant appearance, and said proudly.

Xiang'er opened her mouth wide, looking incredulous, "No, he's a cultivator in the God Refining Period, how is it possible?"

"Actually, the master duel, there is not so much time, often if one is not negligent, everything is over, only two people who are evenly matched can fight a little, and this time is not much"

Zhang Xiaohu spread his hands and said, the thrilling and intense, there is no need to say it one by one, the injuries on his body have healed, and his clothes have been changed, not to mention that no one knows what happened just now, let the little girl worship it.

"But why can't it be longer?"

Xiang'er blinked her eyes, a hundred thousand whys, and asked curiously.

"Uh, this..."

Zhang Xiaohu scratched his head, thought for a while and said, "When the duel, no one dares to hide their strength, so a lot of strength will be consumed in a short time, if the battle cannot be resolved quickly, the two sides will also have no strength, either one side will flee, or they will compete with the strength of the body, whoever has the most remaining strength in the end will win."

"But, but I don't feel it"

Xiang'er pointed to the corpses all over the ground and said proudly, "You see that I have killed so much, but I still have the strength, it must be that you don't usually exercise."

Zhang Xiaohu's face was dark, he didn't know how to answer, it was okay if he didn't explain it, the more he explained, the more damaged this glorious image was.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohu's embarrassment, Xiang'er covered her mouth and giggled.

"Oops, it's not good, Brother Xiaohu I'm going to advance"

Xiang'er didn't laugh a few times, suddenly her breath was disordered, and after a little investigation, she put her mind at ease, took out the Spirit Gathering Array that had not been used for a long time and placed it, and piled up a large number of top-grade spirit stones around her, said hello to Zhang Xiaohu, and hurriedly began to retreat and advance, regardless of the fact that this is a wilderness.

"This girl"

Zhang Xiaohu smiled helplessly, but fortunately, after taking a closer look, Xiang'er was only from Jindan Elementary to Intermediate, and it didn't take much time, besides, after a big battle here, any demon beast had already escaped and was very safe.

Seeing Xiang'er meditating with his eyes closed, Zhang Xiaohu also found a stone at random and sat down, he had gained a lot from the battle just now, and he just needed time to tidy it up, after all, it was the first time to fight against a monk of the same level, and for him, this one was more important than any previous one.

One action after another flowed in my heart, the battle just now was like a movie, fast forward and slow forward, all the deficiencies were discovered one by one at this time, and then I found various ways to remedy it in my mind, and after a long time, Zhang Xiaohu had a thick layer of snow on his shoulders, and then he opened his eyes.

"Sure enough, only fighting can make people keep improving"

Zhang Xiaohu clenched his fists excitedly, this time, he gained a lot, if he fought this summer again, he would definitely not be as embarrassed as just now, if he could often fight with his peers, it would be great.

Suddenly, I remembered how this summer would appear in front of the two of them.

Zhang Xiaohu turned his head to look back at the direction of the county, and had a trace of understanding in his heart.

In this strange Great Xia, there are many secrets that are not known to the two of them, perhaps, this summer learned of Xia Shi's death, and was able to accurately stop in front, it is one of the secrets, but this kind of long-distance communication is too powerful.

Zhang Xiaohu, who has experienced the world of waste stars, is very curious about the fact that he can communicate over long distances without satellites, not to mention his hometown, at least when he was in the Shuangri Continent, he has never heard of anyone who can communicate over long distances.

It seems that Yunhai County should also get the news, and I don't know if the news of the formation is fake, or Li Kuan has other plans, but it doesn't matter, Zhang Xiaohu laughed happily, knowing that there are few people in this world who are higher than refining gods, and such masters will not be fine looking for themselves all over the world, and then, maybe it's time to be happy, and the free sparring masters are estimated to come out in a steady stream.

Xiang'er was still cultivating with her eyes closed, and the breath on her body had been steadily fixed at the middle stage of Jindan, but she didn't know why, she just didn't stop.

Zhang Xiaohu looked at it for a while, and saw that Xiang'er's breath was stable and there was no surprise, so he was relieved.

Taking out the Thunder Fire Dragon Spear, Zhang Xiaohu gently stroked the body of the spear, secretly thinking in his heart.

This thunderstorm is still a little smaller, and it can only play a role of surprise, and when the opponent is on guard, it will lose its effect.

Looking up at the sky, pieces of snowflakes were floating in the air, and Zhang Xiaohu looked through the snowflakes, all the way up, until the thick clouds in the sky.

If you have a chance, you have to find a way to make this gun go through another thunderstorm, but it really doesn't work, even ordinary thunder and lightning, you have to come a few times, otherwise, this thunderstorm will be a little useless.

Magical thoughts, bold thinking, the monks have never seen and heard the thunder robbery can't dodge, this kind of thinking is good, secretly started the idea of the thunder, I don't know whether the artist is bold, or the person is stupid and bold.

sighed, and put the spear into the storage bag again, the scene at this time, not to mention the thunder, is an ordinary thunder, you can't see it, it's useless to think about it.

Unbuttoning his robe, Zhang Xiaohu looked down at the treasure clothes made of black Jiao skin worn inside.

It was all thanks to it just now that his life was saved, it was really thanks to Xiang'er's continuous entry of spirit runes every day, thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohu turned his head to look at Xiang'er, his eyes were full of warmth.

A strange idea suddenly appeared in my heart, and the Thunder Fire Dragon Spear appeared in my hand again.

The reason why this gun can't enter the spirit rune is because it is used by him, and it is inconvenient for Xiang'er to enter it, so if he enters it himself, can it also play the role of refining the weapon?