There was a loud bang.

The heavy sword seemed to be slashed on the top of the copper wall, and the huge shock made Zhang Xiaohu unable to hold it with both hands, and the heavy sword came out of his hand, spinning and flying into the sky.

Zhang Xiaohu's mouth was full of blood, his arms were numb from the shock, and he couldn't lift it.

Heijiao shook his head, his eyes were turning in circles, whining and screaming, his body was rolling by the lake, and a sharp pain came from the top of his head, and it turned out that between the two bulges on his head, a big red bag appeared.

Although Jiaolong's head is the hardest, it can't stand such a blow.

The violent impact, a Venus flashed in front of the black Jiao's eyes, and the feeling of dizziness made it unable to fly, and the dignified Jiaolong, like a small snake, rolled on the ground.

Zhang Xiaohu shook his arm, relieved the numbness a little, saw the black Jiao rolling on the ground, stepped forward, raised his foot and kicked the Jiao's head hard.

The tumbling black Jiao's eyes went dark, and two black shadows appeared in front of him, raising their feet and stepping heavily on it.

It's not good, the black Jiao swung his head hard, dodged the two big feet that attacked, and flicked his tail, like a whip, running towards the two figures who were sneaking up.

Zhang Xiaohu stepped on it heavily, and the dragon body under his feet shrank back, dodging this kick, where the ground was trampled, the cracks continued to extend outside, and a big pit appeared at his feet, and the gravel and dirt splashed everywhere, and there was a crackling sound when it fell on the side.

Secretly sighed a pity, I knew that I wouldn't stop just now, Zhang Xiaohu chased forward, raised his foot and was about to kick it, suddenly felt a gust of wind coming behind him, just turned around, a black shadow in front of him was already in front of him, and he only had time to cross his hands to protect his chest, and a strong force slammed on his hands.

"Little Tiger Brother"

Xiang'er stood up in a panic, Zhang Xiaohu, who had obviously turned defeat into victory just now, was careless, but was counterattacked by the black Jiao, the person was hit by the tail of the Jiao, flew out of the distance, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the air, thinking that this injury was not light.

"Disease"

Xiang'er pinched the sword trick in her hand, and the flying sword beside her turned into a streamer of light, and went straight to the black Jiao.

When the black Jiao was rolling on the ground just now, Xiang'er could see it very clearly, and the extremely small white on the chest was clearly the reverse scale of the black Jiao.

Hei Jiao shook his head vigorously, his blurred vision became clear little by little, and the two black shadows that were sent flying gradually overlapped into one in midair.

With a long groan, the black Jiao chased after him with his teeth and claws, tilting his head to bite the damned monk.

At this time, in the corner of Heijiao's eyes, a little streamer flashed suddenly, and he ran towards his chest and abdomen in a blink of an eye.

Where does the black Jiao dare to pursue again, the streamer is clearly running against the scales, you must know that the whole body of the dragon is as hard as iron, but just like no one is perfect, the only weakness of the dragon is this reverse scale, you must know that it is a monk in the Qi refining period, as long as you hit this reverse scale accurately, you can easily break through the defense, not to mention the flying sword of the Jindan monk, if you hit it accurately, you will lose a layer of skin if you don't die.

Curling up, the claws stretched out by the black Jiao were retracted, firmly protected in front of the reverse scales, and sure enough, the streamer flashed, hitting the claws accurately, and with a ding, splashing a little spark.

The annoyed Hei Jiao turned his head to see that the female monk in the distance was still holding the movement of the sword, with a surprised expression on her face, and she didn't understand how Hei Jiao had dodged this sneak attack.

With a wild roar, Hei Jiao turned around and rushed straight to the female cultivator, with a cruel look in his big eyes.

At a distance of 100 steps, Hei Jiao came to the front of him with a few swings of his tail, looking at the trembling female cultivator in front of him, Hei Jiao opened his big mouth, revealing two rows of sharp teeth inside.

Let's die, the big mouth that opened was less than a few meters away from the female cultivator at this time, and the fishy smell in her mouth rushed straight over, the female cultivator was already so frightened that she couldn't stand steadily, and sat on the ground with her ass, but she still had a strong expression on her face, and she kept pinching the law in her hand, as if she hadn't given up the attack yet, isn't this guy afraid of death? Hei Jiao continued to pounce while thinking about it.

Xiang'er was originally very flustered, the flying sword of the sneak attack did not work, the black Jiao came straight over, there was very little actual combat, Xiang'er, who usually lived under Zhang Xiaohu's wings, panicked, and sat down on the ground, but at this moment, Xiang'er remembered the blood mist that Brother Xiaohu spewed out in the air just now, but her heart gradually calmed down.

Brother Little Tiger, come on.

Xiang'er thought in her heart, pinching the law in her hand without any disorder, and Xiang'er didn't pay attention to the black Jiao that rushed in front of her.

Maybe this time it won't hurt Heijiao, but Xiang'er doesn't care, as long as she can slow down Heijiao's pace and let Xiaohu Ge recover his breath, this is enough.

For the rest, Xiang'er didn't think about it, and she didn't have time to think about it.

Xiang'er's panicked expression had faded, and what was left was an expression that couldn't be calmer, and even the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and her hand was constantly pinching, just sitting on the ground, watching the black Jiao coming.

The black Jiao was getting closer and closer, and in a blink of an eye, it was less than a few meters away, and suddenly there was a wriggling in Xiang'er's arms, and a small figure jumped out.

The little rabbit who was suppressed by the momentum of the real dragon and passed out woke up faintly in Xiang'er's arms, although he didn't show his head, but the terrifying feeling was rushing towards this side.

The little rabbit who wanted to run away in a panic chirped, what's wrong with the cute little master, why didn't he run away?

At this moment, the frightened rabbit suddenly felt a trace of peace, this is a kind of peace that puts life and death out of the way, the little rabbit gradually quieted down, feeling a little bit in Xiang'er's arms, perhaps, should make a contribution in this end.

The little rabbit's eyes rolled wildly, and finally made up his mind, jumped out of Xiang'er's arms, rolled on the ground, and turned into a huge white rabbit, sitting on the ground on his hind legs, and waving his two small front paws, as if to give a heavy blow to the black Jiao who pounced.

It's just that even if the little rabbit has become a white rabbit, but the long white hair, big red eyes, soft hanging ears, there is no bit of fierce appearance, no matter how cute you look.

The white demon beast that suddenly appeared in front of him made Hei Jiao startled, and his body that quickly pounced on it suddenly stopped in place, looking at the weak rabbit in front of him in surprise, and couldn't figure out if it was dazzled, in fact, this guy was very powerful, and he was an extremely terrifying demon emperor.

The black Jiao blinked his eyes, and the rabbit in front of him who was constantly waving his two little paws couldn't see any clever appearance.

Looking at the rabbit that jumped out stupidly in front of him, the black Jiao snorted, and the two dragon breaths rushed straight to the little rabbit, the waving little paw stopped suddenly, the sitting and standing rabbit shook a few times, and fell straight back, while falling, the body quickly shrank, and when it fell to the ground, it returned to a palm-sized mini rabbit, and its eyes were closed tightly, and it had already fainted.

Looking at the exposed figure of the female cultivator, the corners of Heijiao's mouth cracked, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, and suddenly opened his bloody mouth and pounced on Xiang'er.

Xiang'er sighed secretly, maybe she shouldn't choose the powerful heavenly thunder, if she directly sends out the palm thunder, maybe you can block it again at this time, the law in her hand still hasn't stopped, even if it's too late, Xiang'er also wants to fight for it, and looked at the little rabbit who fell to the ground in a coma out of the corner of her eye, Xiang'er shook her head slightly, I'm sorry, Tutu, we will be together in the next life.

The sharp teeth opened and closed in front of Xiang'er, just rubbing the tip of Xiang'er's nose, and the fishy smell that kept squirting out of her mouth almost made Xiang'er faint.

Click, the sound of teeth hitting kept coming, just like that, Hei Jiao stretched his body forward hard, and the delicious monk breath in front of him caused Hei Jiao's saliva to continue dripping down.

Almost, almost, still a little, Heijiao leaned forward hard, and kept opening and closing his big mouth, but no matter how hard he tried, the distance of less than one centimeter was like a moat, and he could not break through.

Black Jiao turned his head to figure out what was going on.

In order to strive to move forward, the Jiao body has been stretched straight at this time, and at the end of the body, a figure opened his hands, like a big tong, firmly hugged the Jiao tail, and the body leaned back, dragging back a little bit.

Zhang Xiaohu was heavily pumped on his body by Jiaowei, and the hands protecting his chest clicked out of a crack at that time, and hit his chest with a huge impact, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out irresistibly.

The person flew more than ten meters away in the air, Zhang Xiaohu fell to the ground, and kept retreating, every step was a big pit, until seven or eight steps were launched, and the power of this whip was unloaded.

The black Jiao who came after him opened his claws and grabbed it according to his chest, Zhang Xiaohu's knees were slightly bent, and he kicked hard under his feet, and the whole person rose into the sky, at this time, the cracked bones of the arm were still healing rapidly under the boiling qi and blood, and there was no way to fight hard with the black Jiao, and the only choice was to avoid facing the enemy head-on.

At the moment when Zhang Xiaohu chose to jump up, a streamer flew over and shot at Hei Jiao's chest, and Hei Jiao, who was about to catch Zhang Xiaohu, withdrew his claws, tightly protected his chest, and heard a ding, Hei Jiao turned around violently and pounced on Xiang'er in the distance.

It's not good, Zhang Xiaohu shouted in his heart, forcibly fixed his body that rose to the sky in mid-air, suddenly changed the flow of energy, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, forcibly swallowed the blood, Zhang Xiaohu's body twisted, and chased the flying black Jiao from top to bottom.

The energy flowed wildly, Zhang Xiaohu's whole body was full of energy, and the whole person was like a huge light bulb, whistling and flying towards the black jiao, but he started a beat slower, and it was very difficult to catch up at this time.

Hurry up, hurry up, Zhang Xiaohu stared at the black Jiao in his eyes, turning into a golden light, and the distance between the two was rapidly shortening.

The black Jiao who rushed towards Xiang'er stopped for some reason, and Zhang Xiaohu, who was following closely, lowered his body, opened his arms, regardless of the fact that the bones of his arms had not completely healed, his qi and blood rose, and his hands swelled more than twice as much as he could, hugged him forward, tightly hugged the black Jiaojiao tail in his arms, and dragged him back desperately.