Ouyang Xiaochuan has the power of courage to protect his body, and his body's ability to resist blows is stronger than ordinary people, but in front of this kind of opponent who absolutely crushes him, it is impossible for the strength of courage to block the opponent's blow.

"Turn the tiger away from the mountain!"

Just when Ouyang Xiaochuan had already clearly felt a tingling of the scalp on the top of his head, he used thirty-six strategies.

At the moment when Ouyang Xiaochuan suddenly disappeared, three red shadows slashed down from Ouyang Xiaochuan's position just now.

Ouyang Xiaochuan's disappearance made Sha?? The beast was also momentarily surprised.

In the next second, Ouyang Xiaochuan appeared in the sand?? On the left side of the beast, the magic pen in his hand was quickly stabbed, and the sand was in the middle. Beast belly. It's a pity that there was no result as Ouyang Xiaochuan imagined, and the magic brush only pierced into the other party's body one inch long.

"Roar!"

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

Just when the two were about to pass by, the sand?? The beast raised its claws and slammed it towards Ouyang Xiaochuan on the left. Ouyang Xiaochuan spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and flew out upside down like a full bow.

Originally, Ouyang Xiaochuan could use the two mountains to move farther away by himself. But in that case, he never wanted to have a chance at Black Sand again?? The beast struck a fatal blow. In a hurry, such a strategy was born. I never thought that this head of sand?? The beast's defensive capabilities far surpassed those of the previous three. There was no hack to cause fatal injuries, but he was shot away.

I thought that even if I couldn't kill the other party, I could hit it hard, so that I could have a chance to escape, but I didn't expect that stealing chickens would not lead to rice. I'm still too arrogant.

Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was flying freely upside down, said secretly in his heart.

After shooting Ouyang Xiaochuan, the sand?? The beast fell back to the ground smoothly and looked at Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was still flying in a parabola in the air.

Ouyang Xiaochuan flew out more than a hundred meters before smashing to the ground. But while falling to the ground, and the sand?? The power of the beast's palm had not yet dissipated.

Ouyang Xiaochuan wiped the ground and continued to roll towards the edge of the cliff, and the ground was plowed out by him into a ten-centimeter-deep trench, leaving Ouyang Xiaochuan with blood stains in the trench.

"Roar!"

The sand standing still and not moving?? The beast roared suddenly, looking a little angry.

Only to see sand?? After the beast roared. ran towards Ouyang Xiaochuan, because he saw that something was wrong, Ouyang Xiaochuan was about to roll off the cliff. How could it have allowed this murderous enemy to fall to death so easily!

Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was about to pass out, also saw his situation at this time, if he couldn't stop the tumbling body, he would definitely fall off the cliff and fall into a pile of rotten meat.

"Yikes!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan roared as he rolled, and a golden light flashed through Wen Dan, making him cheer up again. The painting pen in his hand stabbed the ground violently, but it still couldn't stop its body from rolling backwards, and the ground was cut out of a slender crack by the painting brush.

"Ahh

"Roar!"

The painting brush broke through the ground, and when he felt the emptiness under him, Ouyang Xiaochuan knew that something was wrong. Seeing Ouyang Xiaochuan disappear on the edge of the cliff, the sand?? The beast roared again. A few dozen meters away, it's about to catch up with that kid.

"Roar!

Standing on the edge of a cliff, sand?? The beast raised its head to the sky and roared twice. The sound was heard hundreds of miles away.

......

Ouyang Xiaochuan would not have imagined that the ground-level demonic beast would have such a great force that it could not unload its remaining strength even if it flew three hundred meters away. Sand?? The beast was also remorseful, and in the heat of the moment, he actually slapped the enemy off the cliff, and failed to slowly torture this Terran boy to death, so that he died too cheaply.

"Bang!"

"Hmmm......"

A boulder that was dewed on the cliff wall was smashed by Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was falling freely, and fell down with him.

Ouyang Xiaochuan, who was in a daze, came to his senses again because of the pain of the impact just now.

Ouyang Xiaochuan's current situation at the moment is almost one step away from death. The sternum is sanded?? The beast's palm shattered, dented, and almost clinged to its back. The flesh and blood on the right back were blurred, and he still couldn't dodge the three bloody claw shadows when he used the Tune Tiger to leave the mountain just now. The right shoulder to the back of the hand was cut off at least half a catty of flesh. At this moment, the bones are exposed.

After landing on the ground, the friction with the ground made his new clothes turn into beggar's clothes again, and his body was bruised and bruised everywhere.

"I ...... You can't die".

"Yikes!"

Ouyang Xiaochuan beat his spirit, turned his body, and stabbed the painting brush towards the cliff that could be seen faintly.

The magic brush is indestructible, as long as you have enough strength, there is nothing that cannot be pierced.

The painting brush was easily inserted into the mountain, but because of the inertia of Ouyang Xiaochuan's fall, it was pulled out of the mountain.

"Yikes!"

stabbed the mountain again, and was pulled out again.

......

Ouyang Xiaochuan fell while falling, and the painting brush in his hand stabbed at the mountain over and over again, hoping to jam the mountain and stop his falling figure.

"Ahh

"Bang!"

"Nourishing ......"

Ouyang Xiaochuan was almost exhausted, and with the last bit of strength, he inserted two-thirds of the painting brush into the mountain. The painting is like cutting tofu, leaving a long crack in the mountain, and the crack continues to extend downward.

......

"Click!

"Hmmm......"

After cutting down for a hundred more hours, the painting brush finally got stuck in the mountain and stopped continuing to cut downward.

The sudden pause made Ouyang Xiaochuan hit the mountain hard, and the magic brush almost fell off.

At this moment, Ouyang Xiaochuan was hanging on the cliff like a hanged ghost, hanging his head without any movement.

He was about to lose his bearings, exhausted, badly wounded, cracked and traumatized. It's almost a wasted person.

Ouyang Xiaochuan struggled to open the eyes that he wanted to close and look at his feet. I couldn't see anything but the pitch black, and I didn't know how far I was from the ground. Because the hand holding the magic brush has begun to slide slowly, it may be taken off at any time.

......

"Dream ...... Son, Chi Lao, right...... Not ......"

After about ten minutes, Ouyang Xiaochuan still slowly closed his eyes, and the four fingers that hooked the magic brush were also stretched out.

"Bang!"

The ground was splashed with dust......

......

"Ahh

The second dream bit Wei Qu's claws to tear her clothes. Let Wei Qu scream.

"Smack!"

"Stinky bitch, dare bite me!"

The angry Wei Qu slapped the second dream on the cheek again.

"Brute!"

"Phew!"

The second dream protected the clothes on his chest as much as possible, and spit out Wei Qu's face with a mouthful of blood.

"Smack!"

Another slap in the face of Second Dream.

"Today, Lao Tzu doesn't play to death, you are in vain for the name of the flower less. ”

"Take it away!"

Wei Qu wiped the blood from his face and forcefully parted the two arms of the second dream.

"Brute, let me go!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

"Don't!"

No matter how Wei Qu tossed the second dream, his big mouth still stuck to the incense neck exposed below.

"Don't!"

"Brute!"

"Ouyang, Ouyang! It's me, it's me!"

"Sting!"

"Kill me!"

"Sting!"

......

No one could hear the cries of the second dream, let alone Ouyang Xiaochuan, whose life and death were unknown, and Qin Cheng, who was sleeping like dead pigs, couldn't hear it.