The emaciated man in black found that his friend was killed by Zhou Hao's shot, and while his eyes were about to split, he used ten percent of his cultivation to slash Zhou Hao with a knife!

The sword qi that was more than a zhang long reached Zhou Hao's back in an instant!

Zhou Hao, who had just killed the man in black with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, heard the strange wind behind him, flicked his wrist without hesitation, and took the Wind Saint Spear back from the throat of the corpse, and followed the body of the spear to sweep out quickly, and his body turned around.

"Bang!", Zhou Hao just half turned around, the Wind Saint Spear in his hand was slashed head-on by the surging and domineering knife qi, and the body of the gun shook violently, and he was almost about to fly away!

Zhou Hao's wrist and five fingers exerted force, and although he barely held the Wind Saint Spear, the body of the spear collapsed with the knife qi and hit his chest firmly!

"Boom", the domineering and sharp sword qi, although it was blocked by the Wind Holy Spear, was still full of power, and the milky white spiritual power armor flashed with a burst of spiritual light, and it was almost about to be blasted in one fell swoop!

Zhou Hao was shocked, and spiritual power poured out wildly, replenishing the consumption of spiritual power armor.

Under the continuous replenishment of spiritual power, although Zhou Hao reluctantly took the knife, the whole person was chopped alive, flying upside down more than a foot away, and his back slammed into the cliff with a solid back!

"Boom!" Zhou Hao's whole life fell into the cliff, and the hard rocks around him were smashed into powder and gravel, and they kept falling down.

Although he had spiritual power armor and body protection, this knife still made Zhou Hao's head dizzy, and his chest was even more bored and wanted to vomit.

Zhou Hao was trapped in the cliff, and the emaciated man in black made a move, and the follow-up killing moves did not stop at all, and the sword flashed. Go straight to Zhou Hao again!

"Little bastard who killed a thousand knives, you actually killed Titian, you actually killed Titian! I want to kill you, I want to kill you!"

The thin man's eyes were red, and his mouth was roaring. Like a madman. The long knife in his hand danced as fast as thunder, a knife was faster than a knife, and the knife qi was endless, vowing to cut Zhou Hao into meat puree!

Although he had killed five people in a row, only this last opponent remained. Zhou Hao didn't dare to slack off at all, his left hand was propped up on the cliff wall, his waist was straightened, and he jumped out of the human-shaped pit that he smashed out.

In the face of the continuous knife qi, Zhou Hao's face was calm, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the last man in black's every move. Stepping on the wind chasing ghost step, with the pace of secretly meeting the gossip of Qimen, to avoid the surging infinite knife qi.

The thin man, who had faced the death of three accomplices before, did not feel the slightest grief. But since that has grown like a tiger's back. However, after the death of the man in black named Liu Tixiang, this guy lost his mind in an instant, and he was completely a desperate style of play, one knife after another was all offensive moves, not caring about his own defense at all, as well as the huge consumption of spiritual power!

Zhou Hao stepped on the ghost step of chasing the wind. Constantly dodging the endless knife qi, it seems to be embarrassing, but in fact, there is not much pressure.

The sword aura of this thin man in black is crazy. But there is a little less discipline, so that Zhou Hao can wander in it, and he actually feels a little relaxed!

"I'm afraid this guy is crazy! Not only does the knife technique not have any rules, but even his emotions are out of control. There is a cultivation in the middle stage of the Spiritual Martial Arts, but I don't know that when facing the enemy, it is a big taboo to lose control of my emotions!"

Zhou Hao watched the skinny man in black with cold eyes. But I thought so.

Zhou Hao didn't know that this thin man in black. and the man in black named Liu Titian, there is still a deep friendship in private that no one knows, which is far from what Zhou Hao can guess.

Seeing that his closest person was killed by Zhou Hao with one shot, the thin man in black lost control of his emotions in an instant, but it was reasonable!

The last man in black frantically urged his spiritual power and slashed at Zhou Hao frantically. But even if he was a master of the middle stage of the Lingwu Heavy Heaven, under such crazy actions, he wouldn't be able to support it for long...,

In just half an hour, the speed of the thin man in black's knife gradually slowed down, and the power of the knife qi that was slashed out with each knife was not as great as it was at the beginning. It was only at this time that the man in black began to gradually calm down, and suddenly came to his senses, only to find that something was wrong!

The internal strength in the dantian was only a moment of effort, and it consumed six or seven percent!

"It's not good, it's not good! I was too reckless just now, I didn't hurt this little bastard, but my cultivation consumed most of it!What should I do?"

This thin man in black, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, no longer dared to waste any spiritual power, and shouted angrily in his mouth: "Little bastard, take me over the river thirteen knives!"

Before the words fell, the knife technique of the man in black changed instantly!

If it was said that it was indiscriminate slashing and killing just now, then now, the knife technique of the man in black has become quite rigorous, and the speed of the knife is not fast, but every time the knife comes down, it seals all the routes that Zhou Hao dodges!

Not only that, this thirteen knives over the river, one knife is as heavy as a knife, and the power of each knife is more than double that of the previous knife!

Zhou Hao can't dodge, he can only hard-connect!

"It's a good time!" Zhou Hao let out a low snort, the blood mist on his body had already dissipated, and he had regained his original appearance of the Wind Saint Spear, and with a stroke of it, a surging spear power rushed out, just fighting with the sword qi.

"Boom, boom!" There was a roaring sound repeatedly, the sword qi and gun energy continued to flicker, and within a few zhang of the two of them, the wind and clouds surged, flying sand and stones, and it was difficult to tell who was who with the naked eye!

Zhou Hao received three knife blows in a row, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good!

When he took the first knife, he was still at ease, the pressure of the second knife was not great, and the third knife was just a matter of victory or defeat! Even so, Zhou Hao clearly felt that the power of the opponent's knife was stronger than a knife, and a knife was as heavy as a knife.

Sure enough, the fourth knife struck again, and the power was better than the first three knives! Zhou Hao gritted his teeth and tried his best, and the furious spear power was transmitted again, and he barely took the fourth knife

But the sword qi of the fourth knife has not yet dissipated, and the fifth knife is coming one after another!

"Lingwu Xiu really has the ability to take care of the house! I'm afraid I underestimated the heroes of the world before!"

As soon as Zhou Hao thought of this, he didn't hesitate at all, his whole body trembled, and the blood-red thick mist covered his body again!

Using the secret method of burning essence and blood, the power of Zhou Haofeng's holy spear suddenly skyrocketed, and he could take the fifth sword!

But the power of the sixth sword is twice as strong as the fifth sword!

Zhou Hao's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched together, and he used all his cultivation to barely take the sixth knife!

"We can't go on like this! This is only the sixth knife, and there are seven knives behind it, and it will definitely not be able to hold on!"

Zhou Hao's thoughts had just turned, only to hear an angry shout from the other side: "Take my seventh knife again!"

Zhou Hao looked at it intently, and suddenly saw that the black-clothed man's knife was extremely slow, as if there was a thousand pounds in his hand, the knife head was twisted in a mysterious half circle, his elbows were raised, his shoulders were slightly heavy, the cold light on the knife body flashed, and he was about to go out again!

Zhou Hao saw that this knife was about to come out and the fighter plane was fleeting, and he shouted in a dull voice: "The second shot of the Eight Desolation Scales - Wu Qiu into the hole!"