Buli is waiting for Dahei, and Dahei, a lewd guy, will never give in to disappointment. The moment the rabbit fell, the big black stick appeared behind the head of the black warrior, with the sound of the whistling wind, there was no strength at all, and he did not use any dizzying skills as before, just a strong blunt blow.

The guys in here don't eat the vertigo set, and Da Hei has long known it. With all my strength, I hope that this big guy will be mixed into a pile of bones like before.

Even a blunt blow is powerful enough. The force sank and slammed a stick on the back of the head of the black warrior. The helmet on his head must have been made of pig iron in Buli's eyes, and it was extremely hard, with countless small spikes sticking out. When you look closer, it looks like a cactus. The big black stick fell on the helmet, smashed the countless spikes on it, and smashed the black strong samurai away, and his body slanted horizontally, and his head hit the mountain rock, as if it had been inlaid into it.

There was no break in the cooperation with the big black stick, and Buli immediately fell like a speck of dust and landed on the big black stick. The sharp knife in his hand was plunged into the sturdy back of the black warrior until it was out of the handle. The moment the big black stick was retracted, it was picked diagonally, and the step away was "pumped" out.

With the strength that Da Hei gave him, Bu Li stepped on Da Hei's stick with both feet, and shouted, "Hurry up." ”

Then, Bu Li flew out of the mountain directly, and his body hit the mountain rock on the side, and he didn't have time to regain his momentum, and his back hit the mountain rock with a dull sound.

With the strength of one man and one bear, the sharp knife of Bu Li pulled a foot-long wound on the back of the black and strong samurai, and the yellow juice spurted out. Da Hei was right behind him, but he had already turned a corner. Ducked into the corner on the other side.

A yellowish-white smoke rose up, and the black warrior seemed to have been hit hard. There was a terrible roar in the yellow-white smoke.

Bu Li carefully dodged the yellow thick juice, and peeked at the thick juice falling on the big black stick, the black stick was the same as the sharp knife, and there was no reaction at all. The thick juice slipped directly down the stick, which had been put back on the ground by Da Hei.

In the smoke, the black warrior's body began to shake, and his body was cut in half, and even his tower-like figure could no longer be ignored as if it hadn't happened. The thick yellow juice was like blood, taking away the vitality of the black warrior. The strong body turned into countless grains of yellow sand in the yellow-white smoke. The straw fell to the ground.

Bu Li dodged the smoke and thick juice, walked through dexterously, and soon landed in the corner of the turn, looked at the big black, and smiled bitterly. If it weren't for Da Hei, Bu Li Zhidao would not have had a chance to cut this knife. After losing his soul power and the power of the inscription, Buli's agility and strength were much weaker than those of the black and strong samurai.

"It scared the hell out of me. "Da Hei did not boast, but piled up in the corner, obviously frightened. That blow just now. Da Hei was almost smashed directly by the black warrior's hand, and he escaped death.

Bu Li was just about to say something, but suddenly he heard a voice on the other side that seemed to be wrong. Seeing that the smoke had not dispersed, the thick juice was no longer spraying. Tentatively took a look at it.

At this look, Bu Li was directly stunned. Under the shroud of smoke, countless yellow sand seems to have its own vitality. It began to close back together, turning into black and yellow "sand" as if it had come to life. Start reconverging. The yellow "sand" is inside, and the outside is wrapped with black "sand". A brand-new black warrior was restored in front of Bu Li's eyes. You don't need nirvana at all, you just go straight to rebirth.

Da Hei looked at the step away from the probe, the expression on his face froze, and he knew what was going on, and before he had time to say more, his body began to tremble and entered a state of invisibility. Still with the immortal? Such a strong big guy still has the attributes of a small strong?

Bu Li cursed in his heart, did not turn around, but directly got up and rushed towards the black strong warrior. Just recovered, there has to be a momentary adaptation process. This is his last chance, Bu Li didn't even think about this problem. A beast-like intuition told him that this was his last chance. can continue to be reborn.,The whole body is hard and can't even shoot a long arrow.。 The big black stick smashed up, but it was crooked, and there was no reaction. How the hell do you deal with such a tough guy?!

I didn't think about how to deal with it, some problems didn't grow if I thought too much, and some problems I thought too much about it, but I would kill myself.

Brave, the fierce virtue of the world.

At this time, Bu Li could only fight for his life. Even Bu Li had the idea of using his self-healing ability to fight for the corrosive power of the yellow thick juice, and this time, Bu Li was not ready to dodge anymore. Just dismember the big guy, and then grow a little and dismember a little. If your self-healing ability is worse than the corrosive nature of thick juice, you will have nothing to say about defeat.

Damn, what shit said he was here to listen to the story?!

When he stepped away from the flying body, he cursed in his heart the powerful existence in the white mist. This dog's day is shaking a little master me!

The black and yellow "sand" had basically healed, and the sharp knife in Bu Li's hand stabbed directly into the back of the black and strong samurai. didn't look at it at all, gritted his back molars, squinted his eyes, and was ruthless and didn't dodge. If you dodge again and lose the opportunity, you can be sure that you will regret it. The talent for fighting is sometimes a momentary feeling.

This time, there was no yellow juice splashing, only a slight yellow mist appeared around the sharp knife, which was extremely thin. Bu Li was relieved at this time, his face was hideous, and his arm pressed to the right side of the samurai, cutting a deep wound in the back of the black and strong samurai.

The black warrior who had not fully recovered had just recovered, and he had suffered a heavy blow, and he returned with a hammer and hit Bu Li. As soon as the hammer was raised, a thick rod landed on the arm of the black warrior with a muffled "thud". The black warrior was shocked, and the big black thousand pound-heavy body was also trembling, and the black hair all over his body suddenly rose, and he roared. Hard-hitting, the collision of force and force makes Dahei glow with a rare king in the mountains and forests.

He didn't smash Hei Zhuang's body, nor did he smash the hammer, but he was cut a deep wound after just stepping away from the black strong samurai, and Da Hei smashed it again, even if the samurai was so strong that it was outrageous, it was also affected, and his whole body was slanted, and he lost his balance in an instant.

Where would he give up such a good opportunity, there was almost no gap with the black strong samurai, waving the sharp knife in his hand, no matter where it hurt him, he poked directly into the black armor again, and the gray sharp knife began to fly.

Occasionally, a gray mark was drawn in mid-air, and the sound of "brushing" through the air was intertwined with the dull sound of re-cutting the black solid armor.

Soon, a broken limb fell, turning into dust and scattering in midair. This time it did not turn into black and yellow "sand", but directly turned into dust and piled up in a pile.

What Buli worries most about is that this guy will come back to life and get up again. Just like a liquid terminator, his flesh and blood body has no soul power and the power of the inscription, so he will definitely not be able to fight him. Seeing the dust that had turned into a hill, he stepped away from the knife and stared at it closely, for fear that the dog would get up again.

Da Hei stood on the opposite side of Buli, dragging a stick in his left hand and flicking his right hand in mid-air. The blow just now had already caused Da Hei to eat a huge shock force, and his right arm was extremely sore. This has never happened before, and no matter whose head it is, it will not bring such a powerful shock to Daikoku.

"Step away, this guy won't stand up again. Da Hei looked at the pile of dust like a small knoll and asked with a sigh of regret.

"! Bu Li was standing on the verge of dying at this moment, and all the energy that was not stingy came up, a ruffian, a trace of bloodshot appeared in his eyes, and he scolded viciously: "If you get up again, I will kill me again until he can't stand up." ”

Bu Li looked at the pile of dust viciously and said.

"And what if you can't stand up?" laughed Big Black Shame. If that guy gets up again, Dahei thinks about whether he should turn around and leave.

"I can't stand up?" the blood in Bu Li's eyes carried a murderous aura, which made Da Hei stunned. This kind of ferocity is rarely seen in Bu Li, what's going on this dog day today?

With his left hand, he took out two cigarettes from the storage bag and threw them to Daiko. With a sharp knife in his right hand, he stared at the pair of dust, motionless. Da Hei took the cigarette, rubbed the flint with his thick bear paws, lit the cigarette, and threw it to Bu Li.

After the spicy smoke swirled around in Bu Li's lungs, Bu Li felt as if he had eased up a little. Who said that he was here to hear the story? This guy is far more powerful than the bull-headed blood monster summoned by the third prince of the Blood Evil Sect.

"Step away, I think this guy is still alive. Da Hei smoked a cigarette, his body was already attached to the rock, looked at the pile of dust carefully, and said.

"That's how I feel, too. Buli was also very helpless, the reason why he didn't leave was because Buli had always had a strange thought in his heart, this guy would definitely be able to come back to life. Bu Li didn't want to face a resurrected, blood-ridden black-armored monster.

As he spoke, a dark wind blew from the flat ground, blowing up the ashes in the corridor. The wind for no reason, extremely cold, and Da Hei shivered, as if the wind had blown through the bear hair on Da Hei's body.

"Step away, it's winter, I'm going to find a place, I want to hibernate. The big black pressed against the wall, whispering. (To be continued......)