There is no turning back from the bow!

When Zhao Siye said this sentence before, he would never have thought that he was about to face a difficult choice.

Fight or flee!

The old man is finished, Mr. Jing's flying sword has been destroyed, and it is estimated that only half of the combat power is left at most. The strength shown by the other party is amazing, and there is a sense of mystery that cannot be seen through, which makes Zhao Siye apprehensive, and it is difficult to weigh the pros and cons.

The reason why he didn't immediately turn around and run away was because he clearly observed that when the woman in purple took the flying sword, the aura on her body became disordered, and it was difficult to control the high and low, and her face flashed a few times, as if she was enduring some kind of pain.

used to be a monk, Zhao Siye immediately thought of the answer, and his mind became hot again.

"The flying sword is so easy to catch? The fourth master doesn't believe that you have the ability to reach the sky! Right now, your cultivation is disordered and the inner demons are not clear, and it is a good opportunity to start. Although the peach miasma was broken by the toad, there were still wood erosion and sand depressions waiting. The body method is restricted, is it possible that my physical body that has been cultivated for decades is not as strong as your teenage girl!"

Refining the body, in the final analysis, depends on the degree of spiritual power to transform the physical body, Zhao Siye asked himself that his body skills are far inferior to his opponents;

Thinking like this in his heart, Zhao Siye rushed down the mountain like a tiger into the hole, intending to fight to the death. He actually knew very well in his heart that even if he turned around and fled now, he was afraid that he might not be able to escape. The speed shown by the woman in purple was beyond his reach, and once she adjusted her body, it was only a matter of time before she caught up with him.

At that time, she will have to face her in her heyday, and she will not be defeated.

The battle started with a killing, evolved into a violent killing in the middle, and now it is time for Zuihou to come to an end.

There was a constant loud bang in the crumbling house, and judging by the density of the sound, neither of them had a good time. The walls were made of rocks and rocks that trembled, trembled, and even shook, and in a matter of moments, the two of them had lost count of how many punches and kicks they had hit their opponents, and how many heavy blows they had withdrew.

Zhao Siye's judgment was not wrong, Xiao Shisanlang took the flying sword not easily, not to mention the injury, at least the spiritual power could not be called for the time being. The space inside the house was not large, and under the influence of the old man's spells, it had become a soft place like sand. Unless he is willing to break through the wall at the risk of selling his heart to his opponent, he can only fight according to Zhao Siye's expectations, and there is no advantage at all.

And in the case that the cloak has been destroyed by ice arrows, giving the vital point of the heart to a quasi-three-star war spirit to attack is almost equivalent to suicide. Therefore, the moment Zhao Siye pounced down, Xiao Shisanlang did not hesitate, and rushed forward to attack him.

The battle inside the house was tense and fierce, and the two people outside were dumbfounded. They can't intervene in this kind of battle, and they don't have the strength to intervene. As far as the mind could see, he could only see clouds of smoke and dust stirring in the air, and the two figures kept colliding, fighting each other for a while and then separating, and then crashing into one place again.

There was no shouting, no pause, the two of them seemed to be incarnated as tireless and thoughtless fighting machines, only the muffled sound of fists and kicks falling on their bodies, occasionally accompanied by a crisp or two cracking bones.

The room was too dim, and there was a sky of mud and rocks to obstruct him, and Mr. Jing couldn't tell how the battle was going. When I was in a hurry, I suddenly heard two strange noises in my ears.

"Poof!"

"Uh..."

A decisive and sharp sound, a hoarse and cramped, as if someone was suddenly poured a mouthful of boiling water in a big gasp and was truncated.

Shocked, Mr. Jing instantly made the wisest decision in his life: escape!

Because he knew that the old man was dead, and the terrible toad had been liberated. If you don't run away at this time, there is no chance of escape...,

Even the magic weapon of his real name was abandoned, and Mr. Jing forcibly suppressed his injuries and fled for his life.

The moment the body rushed through the door, there was a loud explosion behind him. Mr. Jing couldn't resist the curiosity caused by the panic and looked back. The sight he saw at this sight made his soul fly away, and he almost vomited out his heart.

In the remnants of the broken wall, Zhao Siye's body fell out of the house like a kite with a broken string, and blood continued to spray from his mouth, drawing a clear red carpet in the air. One of his arms had been torn off in half, and only a few stumps were attached to his shoulders, revealing white stubble.

The seemingly delicate purple figure then walked out, limping and looking to be injured, with that plain expression on his face, but his movements were as crazy as a demon. She caught up with Zhao Siye's body in the air, and her feet struck down in a series like treading a water wheel, without stopping for a moment.

Looking at her appearance, she not only wants to kill Zhao Siye, but also smashes him into pulp!

Frightened, Mr. Jing fled for his life. He couldn't imagine what kind of person that teenage woman was, how strong and ruthless she could be! With his current strength and mentality, if he stayed to fight against her, he would be looking for death!

So, Mr. Jing threw away the mask of pride and just wanted to escape.

It's a pity that he still couldn't escape after all.

Escaping nearly 10,000 meters in one go, Mr. Jing couldn't suppress the injuries in his body, and was trying to find a hidden place to treat it, when a finger suddenly appeared in front of him.

A white, sparkling and pink finger.

With a slight tap of his finger, the feeling left for Mr. Jing turned out to be the tenderness of a lover's touch.

Then, Mr. Jing died.

Before his thoughts dissipated, he seemed to hear a sigh, and what he saw in his eyes was a purple figure.

Mr. Jing couldn't help but think, "She can't be so fast! Could it be that this is the real Thirteenth Master?"

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"Haha! It's a man... You're a man!"

Zhao Siye curled his legs, his left hand firmly supported the ground and wanted to stand up again, and his body dragged a few steps on the ground, but he was never successful. His waist and abdomen seemed to be folded in half, and his whole chest was sunken in, and he could still feel pain in one leg, but the other was completely unsensitive, and his right arm was dangling like a flag of defeat, and the situation was extremely miserable.

Because of a gap in his jaw, Zhao Siye's mouth was a little leaky, and his breathing was unbalanced, sounding like a broken fan moaning. As soon as he spoke, blood clots kept gushing out of his mouth, reflecting the excited face, which looked particularly crazy.

Leaning on a splattered stone, Zhao Siye sighed comfortably, pointed at Thirteen Lang and smiled: "It turns out that you are... It turns out that you are a man dressed up... haha... Hah!"

"What's the problem?" Xiao Shisanlang asked with a limp, but his steps were steady, and he asked in a calm tone.

"What's the problem?"

Fourth Master Zhao looked at him, shook his head, and said, "Don't you think you're perverted?"

"What's the pervert?" Xiao Shisanlang asked curiously.

"You..."

Zhao Siye was speechless at him, and said in surprise: "Isn't a man dressed up as a woman a pervert?"

"Really, what if a woman is dressed as a man?" Xiao Shisanlang immediately asked.

Zhao Siye was stunned for a moment, and then said: "That's the spirit of heroism! Women are not completely useless, there are always a few outstanding characters." ”

Xiao Shisanlang became more and more curious, and said, "This is weishenme again?"

Zhao Siye was a little crazy, and said blankly: "This can still be weishenme, it is like this!"

"Really?"

"Really. ”

"Fake, right?"

“... Really..."

"If you die at the hands of a woman, will you not be blind to death?"

Xiao Shisanlang smiled and said, "There should be many women in the manor, I can find them all." Do you want to know how they will kill you?"

Zhao Siye's color changed, and he smiled forcefully: "The fourth master is dead, do you care how to die?"

"Well, you're right. ”

Xiao Shisanlang nodded, leaned over and grabbed Zhao Siye's stump arm, and ripped it off Zhao Siye's body. Fourth Master Zhao grinned, his left hand twitched weakly twice, and said with a smile: "Go on, let Fourth Master see the methods of your pseudo-mother!"

Xiao Shisanlang ignored him, took off the ring on his stump arm, tried it on his hand, and said with satisfaction: "Sure enough, it is a storage ring, which can automatically adjust the size." ”

"A pseudo-mother is a pseudo-mother, and her fingers are like a girl!"

Seeing that the belongings he had worked hard for half his life were taken away, Zhao Siye knew that it was just a matter of time, but he couldn't help but be depressed and irritable, and scolded: "You look like this, it's a waste to pretend to be a woman; How, storage can be a good harvest. ”

Xiao Shisanlang still ignored him, beckoned to call the terrifying toad to his side, and said kindly: "I knew you were powerful, but I didn't expect you to be so powerful! Fat. ”

"Quack, quack!"

Qingpi Ying expressed his excitement twice, stretched out his front paws and handed over a small bag, and his two round eyes were always staring at the stump arm in Xiao Shisanlang's hand, his eyes greedy.

"You want it?" Xiao Shisanlang took the bag and asked curiously.

"Quack, quack!"

"Then reward you, it's not enough there, it's all yours later." ”

Xiao Shisanlang put away the bag, threw the stump arm to it casually, and pointed at Zhao Siye and said, "I understand, the spirit of war cultivates the flesh, and the essence and blood must be far more vigorous than ordinary people. Chubby is a demon beast after all, how can he only eat poison!"

This time, the Tianxin Toad ignored him, caught the thick arm in the air, opened his big mouth and gnawed violently. Within a moment, it had eaten its entire arm clean, without even spilling blood. Its belly is not like a belly, but a treasure of endless storage, swallowing the old man and now eating another arm, except for the round body appears more rounded, there is no superfluous change.

"No wonder..."

Xiao Shisanlang was shocked by its eating appearance, and said with a sigh: "I really can't afford it!"

Seeing a part of yourself being eaten by that toad is a pressure that ordinary people can't bear. Zhao Siye has never thought of himself as an ordinary person, he has also seen demon beasts eat people, and even operated it a few times with his own hands. When something happened to someone else, it brought him pleasure, but at this time, he couldn't contain the fear, and his face changed drastically.

Seeing the gaze of one man and one beast turning to him, Zhao Siye could no longer maintain his calm, and hissed: "You... You can't do that!"

"Don't worry, let's talk first. ”

Xiao Shisanlang kindly comforted him and said softly: "Believe me, being eaten by Fat Fat must be better than falling into the hands of those women who were arrested by you." ”

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