But in a moment's time, Xiao Shizhu had already deceived himself. At the same time, a punch was swung out violently, bringing a strong gust of wind, towards the front door of the big leader.

The big boss was distracted by Xiao Shizhu's sudden mention of Xuan Li, and he was defenseless and received a heavy punch from Xiao Shizhu with a strong wind.

The muscles on his face trembled violently, and they were all huddled together.

In the arena, Xiao Shizhu and the big leader of the three seedlings were surrounded by strong winds out of thin air, and in the surrounding stands, after a short silence, an uproar suddenly broke out one after another.

Xiao Shizhu was stunned and looked at the big leader of the three seedlings who only leaned slightly, but was not beaten away, and his eyes widened with an incredible color.

He knew by himself that this punch was full of all his strength and the weight of the force was enough to crack the stone; if an ordinary ghost was to take such a punch, even if his soul was not scattered, it would definitely be not lightly injured, and he would definitely fall a few levels of disability.

But the big leader was punched, and nothing happened except the flesh and skin on his face.

Xiao Shizhu was stunned, his eyes swept the other party up and down and landed on his right fist that was close to the opponent's cheek, but seeing a faint golden light flashing under the fist, it was really not easy to find out if he didn't look closely, and suddenly knew that it was the big leader of Sanmiao who quietly controlled a small amount of Xuan Li before the middle punch, swam to the place where he was about to be hit, and slowly sprayed out along the pores, forming a hard armor on his skin.

In this way, although he used Xuan Force, it was not much, it was not enough to be discovered by his ghost, but he could still block Xiao Shizhu's heavy punch, which was really a double win.

Xiao Shizhu laughed a few times, pretending to be crazy and stupid: "It's a little different from what I imagined." Big brother, can I get a punch?".

"What do you say?" asked rhetorically, the big leader of Sanmiao had already reached out to grab his right wrist, then turned his right foot forward, and with the other hand, he lifted and inserted Xiao Shizhu's right armpit underneath.

The next second later, Xiao Shizhu was easily lifted by him and lifted above his head, and at the same time, with his right foot as the axis, he turned his left foot and pushed it, and then threw Xiao Shizhu out with an over-the-shoulder fall.

After Xiao Shizhu crossed an arc in the air, he slammed into the ground, and rolled backwards for seven or eight feet, until he broke three stalagmites before stopping. It also brought up a cloud of dust that would not disperse for a long time.

Seeing the dust rising in the field, the three Miao ghosts cheered again, cheering for their big leader. Xiao Ling's heart also trembled suddenly, and she suddenly became a little nervous, and her hands tightly grasped the scabbard of the Moon Destroying Sword.

Only Xiao Si, the priest Ma Long and the priest leader Ma Duo with his hands in front of his chest were silent, there was no excitement or worry in his eyes, but a little more admiration. Xiao Si's perception is good, even if he can't see Xiao Shizhu clearly under the cover of dust, he can also sense that the other party is safe and sound. As priests, Ma Long and Ma Duo are born with a strong perception of the power of nature that is different from that of other ghosts. They could all clearly perceive that Xiao Shizhu, who was lying in the rising dust, looked embarrassed, but in fact, his body was tightly wrapped by a layer of powerful natural power like a cocoon.

It was this force of nature that took away all the power for him.

At this time, they were already convinced that Xiao Shizhu was the son of the god, and only the ghost of the mysterious power, who possessed the ancestor of all things, could control the power of nature so easily.

Seeing that Xiao Shizhu did not move at all in the dust, he thought that he had really injured Xiao Shizhu's three seedling leaders with one move, and stood in place in confusion;

Thinking of this, the big leader didn't dare to move, but just stared closely at the figure of Xiao Shizhu that slowly appeared in the fading dust.

But when the dust completely cleared, he Xiao Shizhu was not there, everyone thought that it was Xiao Shizhu's figure lying there, but now what he saw was only a few broken stalagmites; Xiao Shizhu had long since disappeared.

The big leader was stunned again, and hurriedly looked around the field, looking for Xiao Shizhu's figure.

At this moment, the broken stalagmites that had been lying on the ground instead of Xiao Shizhu all rose into the sky as if they had grown wings. After arcing through the air, they shot towards the front of the big boss.

At the same time, the stalagmites on the ground around the big leader also cracked, gradually expanding, with the cracking "click" sound, the stalagmites broke one after another, and ejected towards the big boss like a lightning speed.

And Xiao Shizhu, who had disappeared for a moment, had crawled out of a hole in the ground that had been hidden by the broken stalagmites before.

The ghosts now knew that Xiao Shizhu had taken advantage of the cover of dust and the interference of their cheers to quickly dig a hole under him and hide in it, and covered the entrance of the cave with gravel, so that the big leader couldn't find his figure for the time being, and was afraid of how unfathomable he was.

This set of scaring people, Xiao Shizhu was already familiar with the road when he was a magic stick in the world, and practice makes perfect when used in actual combat at this moment.

I saw that the big leader who was bluffed by him, under the attack of countless flying stones, could only hurriedly hit the flying stones coming from all directions, but forgot to fight back against Xiao Shizhu.

The big leader danced his hands in unison, sometimes punching, sometimes clapping, sometimes slapping and kicking, or elbowing punches, and between the left and right blocks, he only relied on brute force to tear large chunks of flying stones apart.

And Xiao Shizhu, who was standing in the distance, clasped his hands in front of his chest, pinched out a trick, and continued to overtake all the rubble that had not yet become powder, shot up from the ground again, and flew towards the big leader.

Seeing that although the rubble was fast and numerous, it was all smashed one by one by the big boss's punches, the three seedling ghosts cheered again. One of them, the young and vigorous Sanmiao, sneered, and mocked in a contemptuous tone with disdain in his eyes: "What are these Nine Shadow Kings fighting? ”。

"Young little ghost, the King of the Nine Shadows is smart. When the high priest sitting beside him heard this, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, stroked his beard under his chin, and then squinted at the field, and said in one sentence: "He knows that our ghost clan is good at hand-to-hand combat, so he uses his strengths to avoid weaknesses and uses the magic of gods and ghosts to attack from a distance. It's called strategy, not waste. ”。

As he spoke, he was suspicious in his heart, and today's big leader didn't use Sanmiao witchcraft to fight back, but just blindly attacked with brute force and fists and feet, which was inevitably a little weird.

When his words fell to the ground, thousands of flying stones of different sizes had all been shattered one by one by the big boss's thunderous fast punches, turning into rising dust, filling the arena, turning the large area around the big boss in the arena into a blurry gray.

Xiao Shizhu couldn't wait to dodge, and performed a ghostly magic skill, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the gray mist.

Then, in the hazy gray fog, ghosts could be vaguely seen flickering, sometimes separating and sometimes colliding together, and the sound of banging came one after another. There were a few muffled grunts.

"Use the fog formed by dust to block the opponent's vision. The priest couldn't help but stroke his palms and said, "Very good countermeasure." ”。

The young Sanmiao ghost who had despised Xiao Shizhu before was very unconvinced, and couldn't help but pout, and scolded: "What is this trick?"

"Bao Wenli didn't say they couldn't play tricks. Ma Duo said, the admiration in his eyes was even greater.

In the rising gray mist, Xiao Shizhu used ghostly magic skills, occupying the dense dust and being ghostly, and hit the Yuan Ying a few times, but Yuan Ying was not a vegetarian, and casually hit Xiao Shi Zhu with a quick punch more than a dozen times. The two ghosts were on equal footing, and they were fighting happily.

At the same time, Yuan Ying also got carried away, trying to solve Xiao Shizhu in the fog, so he gathered the Xuan Li on his fists, and his palms kept changing, hitting Xiao Shizhu who dared to bully him.

As everyone knows, Xiao Shizhu still has a trick waiting for him.

Xiao Shizhu, who also has Xuan power, knows that although the Xuan Power is powerful, as long as the Yuan Ying uses the Xuan Power, the Xuan Power in the body will decline rapidly for a period of time, and the Xuan Power to maintain the Transformation Technique will inevitably weaken.

At that time, he only needs one blow, and a blow with Xuan Li hits the opponent's dantian, and he will input his own Xuan power into the opponent's physique, which will definitely be able to disturb the Xuan power in the opponent's physique and break his illusion technique.

So he started a plan that had been brewing for a long time, that is, to strike first, quickly bully himself, and punch out like the wind to hit the Yuan Ying face door and leave. That Yuanying bowed and retreated, avoiding Xiao Shizhu's straight punch, but Xiao Shizhu didn't continue to make a move, just quickly retracted his punch at the same time, leaned back on tiptoe, and flew backwards.

Seeing that he was fleeing again, the Yuan Ying was driven by a competitive spirit, and chased after him with a cold snort, and after seeing that the opponent was successfully attracted, Xiao Shizhu fought and retreated unhurriedly, heading towards the edge of the gray mist.

Yuan Ying wanted to kill him in the gray fog and allow him to escape from the fog. Blurring the vision of the onlookers through the mist, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and resolutely used his occult power in the mist.

The black Sen Sen ghost aura condensed into an enchantment, shrouding Xiao Shizhu and him in a gray mist. Let it be turned upside down, and there will be no ghosts outside.

But this is also what Xiao Shizhu wants to see the most. As long as the opponent casts a spell with Xuan Li, then the Xuan Power in the body will decrease rapidly.

Sure enough, after the Yuan Ying pursued, he clenched his hands into fists and beat Xiao Shizhu more than a dozen times, and suddenly gasped.

Xiao Shizhu, who saw all this in his eyes, still didn't make a move, and only used his ghost magic skills to dodge the other party's attack. In addition to the Xuan Pupil, Xiao Shizhu can clearly see the trajectory of the opponent's moves, and it is even easier to dodge;

In the middle of three or two breaths, Emperor Xudu's Yuan Ying threw more than a dozen punches, bringing up bursts of fierce wind, but only hit Xiao Shizhu three or two times;

Seeing that the dust shrouded in the enchantment had faded, Yuan Ying became anxious under his anger, and once the dust fell, the ghost qi enchantment caused by Xuan Li would inevitably be exposed in front of the ghosts of the three seedlings. The dignified leader of the three seedlings would actually be able to drink the ghostly aura of the Emperor of the Capital? Then his identity will be doubted.

So, he desperately proposed that most of the Xuanli in the dantian quickly traveled along the meridians, and also used the ghost magic to chase Xiao Shizhu.

Strive to kill Xiao Shizhu before the dust falls.

After a few breaths, he finally caught up with Xiao Shizhu, who pretended to be tired, and the frightened Yuan Ying made a move, and a handful of dust was raised from the ground, flew into his hand and quickly condensed into a sharp and slender spear, and with a quick spin in his hand, the head of the spear stabbed Xiao Shizhu's left chest without hesitation.

Xiao Shizhu also consumed too much Xuan power at this time, and he couldn't use the ghost magic skill to dodge anymore, so he could only see the trajectory of the spear clearly, and squatted down slightly, so that the sharp spear just passed under his collarbone.

The right hand with the mysterious power in the palm of his hand hit Yuan Ying's dantian with a backhand.

"Let's see who you really are. Xiao Shizhu raised his head slightly, staring at Yuanying with murderous aura on his face, and curled the corners of his mouth overflowing with a trace of blood.