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Who would have expected that in addition to the two sides in the fierce battle, there were other people in the stone cave, and they didn't notice it all the way in. However, it was only a brief shock, and no one had time to be distracted by the fight between life and death.

Cao Qianhu couldn't calculate that there would be complications when the treasure box was successful. Seeing the five fingers like hook lightning, he had to hurriedly let go, hurriedly slapped a palm at the idol, and retreated three feet back with the momentum of rebound.

The black shadow couldn't strike a blow, turned around in the air, turned the hook into a palm, and hit Cao Qianhu again like a shadow. The speed of his body and the fierceness of his palm are in no way inferior to any first-class master in the world.

Even though Cao Qianhu has experienced a hundred battles and his martial arts have been perfected, he is tired of coping with it for a while. The palm power lightning came, and he hurriedly greeted him with a bloody palm. "Boom ......" palms connected, the two turned over and retreated, Cao Qianhu fell on the stone case, and the black shadow floated on the left shoulder of the statue.

"Who dares to spoil my Blood Monster Hall's good deeds?" Cao Qianhu said angrily as he stared at the masked black-clothed man who had been killed in the sky.

The man in black didn't speak, and his body swooped down like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, and he pounced on Cao Qianhu again with the momentum of wind and thunder. For a while, the palm shadow flew up, and the wind thundered.

Although the identity of the man in black is unknown, since he prevented Cao Qianhu from seizing the Red Fox Treasure Crate, he wants to come and be with them. The crisis of the Red Fox Crate is temporarily alleviated, and the pony is shaken and moves more quickly. The knife was like a rainbow, and it drove straight in, piercing a man with a big ring knife through the chamber.

The pony's eyes scanned the audience like lightning, but he saw Cao Qianhu retreating seven feet in the fierce fight, his sick face was full of anger, and he sneered: "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no way to find hell." Anyone who stands in my way is a dead end. Today, I will let you see the Purgatory of Ice and Fire. ”

Cao Qianhu's face became hideous and terrifying, both sides of his face were red and pale, just like the color of his palms at the moment, the bloody palms and the ice palms were cast repeatedly, and the palm shadow flowed, bringing up a torrent, scorching heat and cold intertwined, and the palm wind passed everywhere and sometimes burned like a flame that made people unable to breathe, and sometimes seemed to be in an ice cave, and the whole body qi and blood were stagnant.

The man in black saw that he was able to cultivate the two true qi of extreme yin and yang in one body, and he could send and receive them freely, and now he used them alternately, and his power was doubled. Know how powerful, avoid its edge, and deal with it.

The old man of Wuwei swept the dry tobacco pouch, split straight, stabbed obliquely, poked forward, and fought hard with the two saints of Goukou for a long time, and suddenly ventured into the move, and the cigarette stick in his hand pointed at the one-armed old monster "shoulder well hole", revealing the empty door. The third child was overjoyed when he saw this, and with a flash of the scimitar, he slashed at the old man Wuwei.

This move was in the arms of the old man, and as soon as the internal force was spit out, the blazing smoke shot out, and a little red mang's catapult shot towards the old three-sided door. It was close at hand, the lightning was coming, the third child was caught off guard, his eyes were in sharp pain, and Queen Cang withdrew, but it was too late. The old man Wuwei slanted his cigarette stick, and it had hit him hard in the chest, the old wound had not healed, and the wound burst again after this blow, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground and passed out. Seeing this, the second child was even more furious, and went crazy and fought with the old man who was inactive.

Hu Meng attacked repeatedly, fierce and ruthless, but Murong Yunxuan did not fight with him, on the one hand, he was maneuvering with his unpredictable body, and on the other hand, he resisted the fierce impact of Hequ Zhisuo with the help of his falling momentum.

When Hu Meng roared again and slashed horizontally, Murong Yunxuan slapped the bone spur in his hand on the blade of the knife, and rose into the sky with the help of his strength, facing the swooping Hequ Zhisuo. In mid-air, a harrier rolled over and kicked out with both feet, and the river meander was kicked squarely, spun and rushed out of the altar, falling into the endless abyss.

Wu Laosi saw Murong Yunxuan sliding towards him, his heart was overjoyed, and he was about to jump up with a kitchen knife in his hand, but he suddenly felt that the "tail acupoint" behind him was numb, and his dantian was exhausted and he couldn't stand steadily. When he fell, he looked back and saw Wen Wen smiling standing not far behind him, as if he had been shocked, and said in a trembling voice: "It's you ...... again" and fainted.

A miserable scream was fleeting, Jia covered his throat with four hands, blood gushed out from between his fingers, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground without movement. Originally, Murong Yuxin was busy defusing the attack of the two gangs, which was the best time for him to win, and the knife he slashed out from behind was indeed the fastest knife in his life, but Murong Yuxin turned around and stabbed back that sword too quickly, so fast that he didn't even notice the pain, and the blood was already gushing out.

The good fate sword is difficult to hurt, and the Xuantie rod is not in his hand, so he relies on his divine power, and uses the Taizu long fist to fight against Qu Chuanyun and the four, and after a vicious fight, only Qu Chuanyun can stand and parry, and the other three are lying on the ground and moaning in pain, unable to move.

Seeing that the man in black was struggling under Cao Qianhu's powerful offensive, Xiao Ma saw the opportunity to cut Shang Yi over with a knife, and said to Murong Yuxin: "Yuxin, I will hand over a few of them to you, and I will help him." With that, his body flickered, and the rabbit Qihu approached Cao Qianhu, and the knife in his hand slashed at his left arm.

"Well done. Cao Qianhu said with a strange smile, his left arm sank and his backhand slapped a palm, and the pony only felt cold to the bone, and the palm wind was like a frost knife cutting through the skin, more powerful and incomparable than in the secret room that day, and the momentum was crazy.

Cao Qianhu had already made a plan, and his subordinates helped the people to drag Xiaoma and the others, and they only needed to drag it for a moment and a half, and they could get out of the red fox treasure box by themselves. Unexpectedly, he would kill halfway and bite the gold, ruining his plan.

Now the battle on the field is already a decadence, painstakingly, step by step to break into this place, seeing that it is about to succeed, now I am afraid that it will be a failure, and the whole game will be lost. couldn't help but be more angry, and the murderous intent was blazing. There are no scruples about shooting, and every move is killing.

In the fierce fight, Cao Qianhu forced back the pony with one palm, raised his right palm, and grabbed the masked black scarf of the man in black with lightning.

When the man in black saw him suddenly change his momentum, he knew that it was not good, and he couldn't dodge, so he forcibly carried him with a palm, put his hands on his arms, and clasped him tightly. Cao Qianhu knew that he was going to entangle himself so that the pony could make a move. When he was angry, the Ice Shadow Palm slammed into the opponent's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and with this palm, the man in black was bound to burst out of his brain and die on the spot.

Between the line of life and death, the unicorn knife passed through his chest, and Cao Qianhu's hand lost strength at a distance of one inch, and hung down weakly, tearing off the black scarf of the masked man.

"It turned out to be you, how could it be ......" Cao Qianhu slowly fell down with surprise and disbelief, he really never dreamed that it would be him.

"How can it ......" When the pony sees the face of the man in black, he is equally surprised and disbelieving.