Li Wuxiong strode forward, stopped a foot away in front of the pseudo-tiger, and stared at the dying pseudo-tiger under the high ground. The pseudo-tiger didn't even have the strength to whimper, and only cared about gulping down the air. Li Wuxiong said slowly: I know that you can hear people's words, let me ask you, where did you know the objects in the black box?

After a while, the soldiers also gathered around, and several of them had also seen the true face of the pseudo-tiger in the battle of the earth split, and they all pointed and said: The general is brave, even this fierce beast that moved mountains and reclaimed the sea has been surrendered.

Li Wuxiong stroked his beard and smiled, and said loudly: I don't expect this beast to be so useless.

The eyes of the dying pseudo-tiger suddenly opened, and a black shadow burst out, rushing straight at Li Wuxiong, and its muscles and flesh deflated as the black shadow left, leaving only a skin. Li Wuxiong was just when he was proud, how to guard against this resurgence blow in a hurry, and he retreated again and again and was still surrounded by a black shadow. The soldiers under his command were even more at a loss, seeing the black shadow mixed up with Li Wuxiong, and they didn't know how to help.

Ma Qing, who was just about to jump, heard the shouting and scolding in this formation, so he touched it back again, thinking about finding an opportunity to take back the bright silver spear. Ma Qing's way of lurking is very interesting, not crawling or crouching, but crawling like a spider, and from a distance, only one butt hangs on the tip of the grass and moves quickly. Getting closer, Ma Qing peeked at the formation, only to see the generals of the Li family gathered in a circle, pale heavenly fire and turquoise flames erupting from the crowd alternately. Ma Qing didn't know why, and muttered that what kind of trouble is this, is it to enjoy fireworks in broad daylight?

Ma Qing took the opportunity to quickly pull out the bright silver spear, dismantled it into three sections and inserted it in his waist and was about to withdraw, but as soon as he turned around, a golden light fell from the sky, accompanied by a low scolding: Little thief, dare to steal my eldest brother's things! Huh~

Ma Qing lay on the ground with his eyes closed as if he had lost his soul, the golden axe was sunk less than two inches into his ear, and Han Lao rubbed his hands obscenely, if he said, "Little lady, see how you escaped from the palm of my hand; However, he reached out and pulled out the money, which seemed to be a charge. He weighed the silver, and his flesh ached, and it seemed to be the weight of the sleeping card.

After a while, Ma Qing was really counting the money, counting Han Laoqi while counting, your "qi" kung fu is getting more and more powerful, and you almost tossed my life into it.

The honest Han Laoqi hung his head and said: It's not easy for me to save money, I have paid you every month, so you can say a few words.

Ma Qing tilted his head, three points coquettish and seven points cunning, and said: Isn't it natural to hand over money and food, you dead ghost just don't clean up!

When the two were arguing and flirting, a white light rose to the sky in the formation and jumped more than ten feet high. It seems that Li Wuxiong got rid of the entanglement of the pseudo-tiger. Sure enough, the pseudo-tiger had faded into a black shadow without the shape of limbs and fell to the spot, and human faces kept emerging from the depths of the black shadow. The faces make different expressions, crying or laughing, but without exception they are extremely stiff, like a wax figure with overly fine workmanship.

Li Wuxiong descended from the sky and slashed at the black shadow with a full of anger.

Peng's roar, a blazing wave of air rushed out in all directions. The trees that were closer seemed to have no time to catch fire, and they had already become charcoal, and the water in a radius of dozens of zhang was squeezed out like a sponge. A thick fog roared through the air, knocking the trees to pieces.

The officers and men of the Right Army, who were a little farther away, were shaken away from a distance and fell to the ground wailing. Some of the nearest ones died on the spot, without even making a sound.

Ma Qing and Han Laoqi also fell without noticing for a while, but fortunately, there was no major problem.

In such a battle, these two people didn't think about others, and scolded: "What kind of madness is this Li Wuxiong!"

With a handful of dirt on each of their heads, they poked their heads out of a pile of half-scorched grass and trees, and looked inside. I saw that the black broken knife was in both hands. The hilt of the knife was in the hand of Li Wuxiong, the master with the night knife, but the blade was held down by a thickly haired hand.

This hand, really, is just a hand, floating in the air.

A hand out of nothing caught Li Wuxiong's most unstoppable knife, channeling the tyrannical vitality to the surroundings without reservation, and the black shadow under the knife was unharmed.

Li Wuxiong's sword was not exhausted, and he hung upside down in midair. In the void, shoulders, heads, and even a whole person slowly appeared. The visitor was more than a foot tall, and his body was roughly wrapped in a piece of fur. His limbs were exposed and his knots were powerful, and his skin was terrifyingly thin, with blue or red veins, pink muscles, white connectors, and even some bones under his skin.

With a wave of his arm, he threw Li Wuxiong aside along with the knife. After dealing with Li Wuxiong, the man inserted his hand into the shadow. The black image shook uncontrollably as if it had been subjected to an electric shock, and then it was absorbed into the strange man's body little by little, along his arm. With the ingestion of the black shadow, the skin of the strange man slowly returned to the condition of a normal person.

Ma Qing hid in the shadows and watched from afar. He had never met this strange man, but he felt a killing intent coming from him for no reason. Ma Qingsi thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate, so he dragged Han Laoqi and left. Han Lao Ji didn't remember to eat or fight, he was almost chopped by the right army's knife just now, and now as soon as he was out of danger and thinking about meritorious service, he refused to move; when the two of them were pushing, another person stepped out of the void.

It was actually daring!

Zeng Dawei carried the coffin with a golden spell on his back with a pale face, and walked out of the void step by step. When he saw Zeng Dadao, Ma Qing couldn't convince himself to turn around and run away. He was angry in his heart, and viciously pressed Han Laoqi's head and lay down under a small mound.

Li Wuxiong fell to the ground, fighting with a sword in one hand and rubbing his temples with the other to wake up. When he was complacent, he was attacked by a black shadow and a strange person, which was even more disturbing than taking off his pants and finding that one of the two beautiful women on the bed had one under his crotch! Li Wuxiong even felt that this was clearly these two people deliberately teasing him, and it was not as simple as being angry. He took out two pills from his arms and swallowed them, pushing Zhou Tian to the extreme. When he ran again, ordinary people's eyes could no longer keep up with his body. One breath he bent down, and the next breath appeared in front of the stranger, faintly there seemed to be several shadows, one slashing at the neck, one stabbing into the chest, and one slashing into the hamstrings.

The strange man let out a long howl and didn't dodge, only heard a sound of ding, ding, ding, ding But the strange man was not unharmed, his internal breath was already disturbed by the three hard moves, and he just forcibly used a secret method to cover his fatigue. Both of them were in their hearts, secretly looking at each other's strength. But the more this time, the more narrow the road meets, the brave wins.

The strange man Yuan Li is stronger, Li Wuxiong is a few points faster, and the two of them are fighting back and forth, and there is no way to tell who is better and who is inferior within dozens of moves. Ma Qing knew a little bit about the doorway, and he could see that although Li Wuxiong seemed to be able to resist with skill, it was only by relying on the stormy offensive that the strange man could not spare the strength to fight back, and he barely fought for a balance of power. Han Laoqi didn't have such knowledge, and felt that the two were only between the two of them, and what was missing was the last straw.

Han Laoqi held a golden axe, jumped out of the sand dune, and shouted: Grandma's time has come for Lao Tzu to make contributions.

Han Laoqi was eager to make meritorious contributions, and Ma Qing realized that it was too late, so he only tore off a small piece of his clothes in his hand. Han Laoqi jumped up, plucked up all his strength, and threw it, and the golden axe spun rapidly, turning into a sharp disc, cutting through an arc and cutting towards the strange man. It can be impermeable with a night knife and a tight knife that nails the strange man firmly in an inch of square circle. The golden axe suddenly appeared from behind Li Wuxiong, which really shocked him a lot. Li Wuxiong forcibly accepted the move, and a backflip opened up some distance. The golden axe is powerful and heavy, and it is not easy to deal with it, and the strange man Zhou Tian ran and exploded thousands of breaths around his body, but he couldn't resist the golden axe, and he was cut off in the forearm of his right hand. The strange man's forearm caved into it as hollow, and the golden axe stopped its momentum. Han Laoqi took advantage of the momentum to kill, and his legs, which were as thin as hemp rods, kicked straight on the handle of the axe, and Peng's sound was like a whale swallowing the waves of the angry sea. The golden axe went a little deeper in the forearm. The strange man couldn't bear the pain, and his left hand slapped out a strong vitality to force back Han Laoqi at the end of the strong crossbow.

Han Laoqi retreated dozens of steps before he stood still, and before he could settle down, he shouted: Li Wuxiong, who was on the side of the general!! pulled out his sword and went up again, without delaying for a moment, and the sword light in the sky forced the strange man to go further.

Han Laoyu, who was temporarily at peace, sang loudly:

Maitreya was furious

Comet strikes the moon!!

Maitreya was angry

Goshawk strikes the temple!!

Maitreya was angry

White rainbow through the sun!!

Maitreya holding a knife,

Annihilation of evil!!

As soon as Ma Qing, who was behind the sand dunes, heard this chant, he slammed his helmet on the ground and jumped out of the shelter and scolded: Bastard, you really want to fucking die, don't fucking die in front of me!