"Good time"

Zhang Xiaohu's eyes shot out two rays of light, his body pulled back, his fist raised a little under his feet, and he faced Hercules.

After advancing, he just lacked a battle, this innate god can be said to be exactly what he wants, and what makes him happiest is that this guy's name is Hercules, and Zhang Xiaohu's brute force just matches, as soon as he saw the other party pounce, his blood immediately gushed on his head.

Rumble.

With the fist as the center, the strong wind slashed in all directions like a sharp blade, and the ground was instantly shaved off, and the earth shook endlessly.

"Brother Little Tiger, are you okay?"

Xiang'er hugged Xiaobai and stepped back a mile, and when she saw Zhang Xiaohu being knocked away by a punch, she couldn't help but shout worriedly.

As if he didn't hear it, Zhang Xiaohu bent his body slightly, staring at his opponent intently, and the right fist that was hit out was secretly placed on his back, and his five fingers were opened and closed, and he kept throwing them.

Sure enough, it's strong.

Zhang Xiaohu became more excited, this punch, his arm was numb, and the fist was even more red, all because he met this person after he advanced, if it was before, I am afraid that this punch would be beaten to death by him.

The smoke clouds in the distance gradually dispersed, revealing the figure of Hercules who was also beaten inside, the two sides fought evenly in the first round, but the momentum was suddenly great, the invisible air flow spewed out, the ground sand and stones were constantly swept away, and in the blink of an eye, the field became clean, just like a dog licked.

"Sure enough, there are some means, no wonder the phantom waste is crying everywhere and begging for help"

Hercules said in a muffled voice, his fist on his chest, although he didn't shake it secretly like Zhang Xiaohu, but if he looked closely, he could see that his hand was trembling slightly, and it was obvious that this blow made him not good.

Both sides did not rush to fight again, and while being vigilant against each other, they adjusted their strength, recovered their damage, accumulated momentum, and sat down to prepare for the next battle.

"So much nonsense, can you still fight?"

Zhang Xiaohu choked the other party, the Hercules was furious, and he was about to take a few breaths, but he pounced furiously.

The figures in the field changed, and the two instantly fought together and were inseparable from each other.

Thundered.

The sound of impact was continuous, and this time the fight was not like the punch just now, the two of them were crazy, you went back and forth.

The strength has long been prepared, and every punch is left to offset the power of the throw, and the fist shadows are all over the sky, constantly colliding together.

"Two Beasts"

Xiang'er bit her lower lip and scolded in a small voice, Xiaobai in her arms felt the same way, and 'chirped' in agreement.

Not only the beast, Xiaobai is still the Demon Emperor, I don't see the battle so crazy and fierce, these two people are completely battle maniacs, masochists, and violent maniacs.

Xiang'er was chattering in her heart, but she forgot that after getting Zhang Xiaohu's true biography, when she was excited, she was no worse than this.

Retreat a mile again, now the wind is raging here, the towering trees around are hanging up by the wind, where the two of them passed, the ground is full of big pits, the soil has become steely after trampling, I am afraid that it will be difficult to grow any plants here in the future.

The battle was not confined to one place, the two fought and walked, and this radius of dozens of miles became their battlefield.

Zhang Xiaohu was full of blood, and the more he fought, the more excited he became.

Every cell in the body is singing, and the power is constantly pouring out and merging into the strength, the original punch arm is sore, and now he has no feeling, this is not to say that he is numb, but this level of fighting, it can no longer hurt him in the slightest.

"If you just use these methods, then I won't keep you anymore"

Zhang Xiaohu punched hard and said coldly.

The battle has no effect, Zhang Xiaohu does not plan to drag on with this innate god anymore, God knows if there will be any more gods nearby, he is not afraid of the last one, in case a swarm of bees with the strength of Hercules comes ten or eight, then there will only be the end of the world.

"You, you, you, me off"

The bald Hercules couldn't breathe, roared angrily and punched Zhang Xiaohu away slightly, and hammered his chest with both hands.

"Ah, gorilla"

Xiaobai's eyes widened, and she pointed to Xiang'er, who was still worried, but when she said it, she burst out laughing.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't laugh, at this moment, the aura of Hercules more than doubled, and the muscles on his body skyrocketed, he was originally strong like a monster, but now it is even more disproportionate.

The beasts, birds, and birds around for more than ten miles had already fled, and now the breath was together, and within a hundred miles, the tide of the beasts generally receded, and the leaves tightened up and did not dare to disturb, the blooming flowers all secretly retracted, and the weeds were also attached to the ground, so as not to enter the eyes of others.

"You forced me, you forced me"

Hercules changed, his hand hung down and could reach his knees, his arms were as thick as his waist, the green tendons on his body were rising, his face was red with anger, and he was almost dripping blood, looking at Zhang Xiaohu fiercely, "I could have left you a whole corpse, but now, I want to beat you into a pulp."

The fist struck forward a few times, there was a thumping sound in the air, and the space was distorted, if it weren't for the bald fist, Zhang Xiaohu would have suspected that these few blows would tear the space.

"Okay, okay, wait for you to be old for a long time, you will die if you don't brag"

Zhang Xiaohu deliberately teased Hercules, this is called courage and strategy, not only to have a good time fighting vigorously, but also not to be stupid and only know how to fight.

Hercules raised his head to the sky and roared, his little tongue trembled, and the air jetted out, scattering all the clouds floating in the sky.

The fists slammed together, Hercules kicked his feet, the ground collapsed a few meters, and a huge spider web covered the surroundings, and he instantly pounced in front of Zhang Xiaohu.

Boom.

Zhang Xiaohu's cannonballs flew out like a cannonball, and he was directly shot into a small hill a few miles away, and this punch came so fast that he couldn't see it clearly with his eyes.

The furious Hercules not only increased his strength greatly, but this speed reaction was all up to a level, if it wasn't for Zhang Xiaohu being tempered by gray qi for a round, this time, a big hole would be punched in his chest.

"Little Tiger Brother"

Xiang'er screamed, and her little face turned white with fright.

"Ahem, it's okay"

Zhang Xiaohu waved his hand to reassure Xiang'er, but as soon as he spoke, the blood in his mouth couldn't stop flowing out, his fists were too fierce, and he was beaten into the mountain rocks.

One step out, the chest clicked, the sunken place was washed by qi and blood, and it was repaired quickly, and when Zhang Xiaohu fell in the second step, the chest had returned to its original state, and the third step fell, and the rib cracks in the body disappeared, and when the fourth step came, the spirit rose wildly.

Being beaten passively is not Zhang Xiaohu's doing, if Hercules wants to go crazy, then go crazy with him.

His hands hung down on both sides, his fists were clenched, his head was slightly lowered, and he sat with half-squinted eyes waiting for Hercules to arrive, and the strength was rolling in his body, and his strength was constantly accumulating.

In the distance, Hercules did not fly to pursue, but took one step at a time, measuring the ground like a mortal, and that step was dozens of meters, and the ground shook endlessly, as if it was not a human being, but a prehistoric monster.

Bang, bang, bang.

The footsteps were in a series, and the interval between each stroke was accurate and unchanged, Zhang Xiaohu frowned slightly, he couldn't figure out what tricks this Hercules was playing, he carefully probed himself, and there was no change, and after checking again, Zhang Xiaohu finally put down his mind and waited for him to come over.

As everyone knows, the Hercules looks like a tendon, and he went crazy and angry when he was provoked by Zhang Xiaohu a little, in fact, this innate god who has lived for thousands of years, which one of them has not become a human spirit, all of them are very ghostly, and they are just going crazy, and in their hearts, Hercules is very calm, and there is no trace of irritability.

This footstep shook the sky, in fact, every step was stepped on Zhang Xiaohu's heartbeat about the time, in a subtle way, the heartbeat was unconsciously unified, Zhang Xiaohu was already silent at this time in the move did not know, and when he arrived in front of him, suddenly a few steps quickly, it was no matter how powerful the opponent was, when the heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, there was no way to resist, this is one of Hercules' tricks to press the bottom of the box, I don't know how many people have suffered this loss.

With the slow arrival of Hercules, Zhang Xiaohu leaned forward, ready to attack at any time, seeing that the person had reached a hundred meters, Zhang Xiaohu was about to prepare to start, according to Hercules's sudden pace accelerated, bang, bang, bang, three times in a row, and rushed to his side.

The heartbeat suddenly jumped three times in a row, like the beat of the drum, Zhang Xiaohu instantly rushed to his head, his face was about to drip blood, his head was dizzy, and he was shaking, not to mention fighting with Hercules, and even standing was a little difficult.

The heart of the great monk, every pump can squeeze out a huge amount of blood, when he is not fighting on weekdays, his heartbeat is only about ten times a minute, and it will return to normal when he fights, so as to meet the needs of qi and blood, but now, he jumped three times in a row without breathing, and suddenly, Zhang Xiaohu's head was congested, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

This move was so sinister that he couldn't even think of a way to defend it, and besides, Hercules was already in front of him, leaving him no time to breathe.

Boom.

Hercules jumped high, fell with a punch, and hit Zhang Xiaohu's cheeks hard, and several big teeth flew out with blood.

Boom.

At the foot of the scar, Hercules chased after him, and his fist swung down on the lower abdomen, and he arched his waist in one fell swoop.

Boom.

Approaching the body again, the fists swung left and right, hitting Zhang Xiaohu's temples on both sides, if this hit, no matter how strong the head is, I am afraid that he will die with a headshot.

"Ah, Little Tiger"

Xiang'er screamed, and didn't react until the second time, her body flashed, and she had already teleported to Zhang Xiaohu's side.

Holding the sword in her backhand, a cold moonlight scattered across the sky on the earth, Xiang'er did not try to block the attacking fists, but swung the sword light, straight to Hercules' neck.

If you dare to continue to shoot your head, I will cut your neck with a sword.

Xiang'er's eyes were cold, and her shot was as fast as lightning, which made Hercules not surprised, but he didn't notice that behind Zhang Xiaohu, a little rabbit grabbed him with two paws, and a pair of thin wings were about to flutter down.