The spear has arrived, and it is close to the center of the eyebrow.

However, Liu Hao didn't open his eyes before, and there was not even a trace of fear on his face, but there was a strong and confident momentum.

The tip of the gun pierced the center of the eyebrow, and a small spot of blood was slowly getting bigger.

But Zhou Qian's face did not have the joy of success, but his brows were deeply locked, and he hesitated in his heart: to kill or not to kill?

Monday paused for a moment, as if time had stopped, and the sun and moon had changed.

Immediately, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the spear in his hand couldn't help but clench three points and stab forward.

The pain of being punctured in the center of the eyebrows didn't seem to wake up Liu Hao. It was as if he was asleep, and nothing outside could affect him.

"Childe ......"

"Wolf King, Wolf King, Wolf King......"

"Virtuous Brother ......"

.........

They were powerless to rescue, so they could only shout frantically.

However, Liu Hao did not show any signs of being awakened or about to wake up.

Monday's blood-red eyes flashed with crazy pleasure, but they were full of loss and pity.

Even he didn't know how he could have so many and complicated emotions.

However, his body did not stop, his grip on the spear did not loosen, and the cold and sharp tip of the spear did not retreat.

Go forward, drill forward.

As if time forbidden, a drop of bright red, hot blood from the center of the eyebrows dripped down the cold, sharp tip of the spear.

The blood fell like a drop of water to the dry ground, as if his master was about to end his short life.

Suddenly, a bronze finger broke into the air, and this finger seemed to come from the hand of Vajra of the Nine Hells.

It appeared secretively, eeriely, and masculinely, as if it had been here, waiting for something.

A bronze finger caught the golden tip of the gun.

"What?"

Zhou Qian's eyes widened, and he was shocked.

A shot that filled all the strength of his sixth-order martial artist was actually caught by someone with two fingers.

Without waiting for Zhou Qian's reaction, Liu Hao's figure under the tip of the gun suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, Elder Chen and the Iron Mask were fighting, the former firmly had the upper hand, and the Iron Mask was defeated one after another, without the power to resist.

After all, Elder Chen was a genuine ninth-order master, while Tie Mian was just a pseudo-eighth-order who had eaten the Bloodthirsty Pill.

It was impossible for even a true eighth-order martial artist to defeat Elder Chen of the ninth-order, and the battle lasted for so long. This is not because Iron Mask really has the strength to contend with Elder Chen, but because of his madness and lack of death.

Click!

A flash of lightning and thunder suddenly sounded, shaking people's eardrums.

Because the source of this thunder and lightning is not in the sky, but close at hand.

Accompanied by the thunder sound, a golden figure that was like lightning suddenly came behind Elder Chen.

"Elder Chen beware!"

Zhou Zhou Qian looked around vigilantly when he noticed that Liu Hao was missing, so he was the first person to find Liu Hao.

When Elder Chen heard the reminder, he was immediately shocked, and cold sweat broke out in his vest.

His body suddenly froze, and he moved to the side again.

Burst~

The sound of the air being shattered was heard.

I saw a giant sword cut through an afterimage, but Elder Chen escaped at a critical moment.

However, Liu Hao would not let him go so easily, pressing forward step by step.

The giant que was like an appendage, and it slashed towards Elder Chen's waist again.

Liu Hao's sudden sneak attack made the pressure on the iron mask drop sharply.

His face was happy, and naturally he would not miss such a good opportunity to attack.

For a time, the two cooperated tacitly. Liu Hao, who had just ascended to the seventh order, and Iron Mask, who was pseudo to the eighth order, joined forces, and Elder Chen, who was beaten, roared again and again, embarrassed, and his whole body was covered with scars and bloodstains.

When Zhou Zhou Qian saw this scene, he was naturally very anxious. Elder Chen can't die, if he dies, he is alone, so there is no way to resist the attack of Liu Hao and the others.

Zhou Qian shouted loudly, and with a golden spear, he killed the three of them.

......

"Knock knock~"

Suddenly, a drum beat came.

"Ah~~"

Before Liu Hao could finish it, he suddenly rolled over to the ground and rolled up.

He kept scratching and pounding his chest, screaming in pain.

I saw a thin old man, holding a rattle, slowly walking over from the darkness.

The thin Wu Da appeared, and he smiled grimly: "Hehe, Liu Hao!

"Ah......h

Liu Hao kept rolling, screaming in pain, and his chest had been scratched by him with blood marks.

Seeing Liu Hao in such pain, Tie Mian hurriedly pulled out and rushed towards Wu Da. As long as he killed this old thing and destroyed the rattle in his hand, Liu Hao would not be so painful.

"Hmph, your opponent is me!"

Elder Chen snorted coldly and stopped Tie Mian, he wouldn't let others destroy this rare fighter.

Burst!

A spear suddenly stabbed Iron Mask in the shoulder from behind.

Zhou Zhou Qian hurriedly drew his gun and retreated, and blood gushed out suddenly.

It's not that Zhou Zhou Qian doesn't want to stab a few more shots, it's that he doesn't dare to entangle with the iron mask of an eighth-order martial artist.

As soon as he hit it, he immediately withdrew.

After retreating more than a foot away, he sneered: "Hahahaha...... Fighting with a ninth-order martial artist, you still dare to be distracted. ”

"Big, big brother, let's go......"

Liu Hao knelt on the ground, scratching his chest, and roared hoarsely.

Iron Mask didn't speak, and quickly shook his head.

Then he hurriedly used his fingers to point at the acupuncture point next to the blood hole on his shoulder, so as not to let the blood continue to flow.

However, when he pointed at his own acupoint, the flaws were exposed.

A strange palm was imprinted on his chest.

Iron Mask was not the opponent of a ninth-order martial artist, and he relied on bloodthirsty pills and will to survive.

Now that he was attacked by Zhou Qian, he was shot again, and at this moment, the qi and blood in his body were in chaos, how could he avoid this palm.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the iron mask flew away and rolled down at Liu Hao's feet.

"Poof!"

The iron mask that spread from the cloak suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

A small blood-red pill was spit out by him mixed with blood and water.

Liu Hao pulled his throat in pain and roared: "Big brother, you, you go... Let's go..."

"Let's go?" Zhou Zhou Qian held the spear, stood not far away, and sneered: "None of you can leave!"

Elder Chen flashed in, and he instantly grabbed Iron Mask's hair and lifted him up.

Glaring at his eyes, he said, "Aren't you very capable of fighting? If you beat me, there is a kind of you who will fight me again! Don't think that if you eat the Bloodthirsty Pill, you will be able to compete with a ninth-order martial artist! After all, a foreign object is just a foreign object, and your own strength is real." ”

Just now, Tie Mian had already spit out the Bloodthirsty Pill, and at this moment, he had fallen back to the seventh order of cultivation. Moreover, the Bloodthirsty Pill burned countless essence blood of him, and now he even had difficulty in his luck.

"Uncle Chen, kill him!" Monday coldly ordered.

Hearing this, Elder Chen nodded, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He lifted his weak iron face high, and with a "poof", the sharp sword pierced his chest and pierced his heart.

"No ....."

Liu Hao's crazy roar actually suppressed the heart-devouring pain of ten thousand insects for a short time, and rushed towards the iron face.

"Get out!" shouted angrily, and Liu Hao was kicked away by Elder Chen.