No matter how high or low a person is in cultivation, there will always be one or two kinds of proud hole cards, and Du Gui is now setting off his hole cards. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Burn me!"

The low cheers mixed with the sound of the wind spread far away, and everyone unconsciously stopped their movements and quietly looked at the old man who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Zhao Tiezhu is waiting, Zhao Hu is also waiting, he is even a little happy, if this old man was killed by a knife just now, then he will definitely not be able to share any achievements, but he is not dead now, it doesn't matter, even if there are any hole cards, he is injured like this, even if he has hole cards and can play a few effective roles.

Under the gaze of everyone, Du Gui suddenly got up, and Zhao Tiezhu, who was startled, subconsciously took half a step back, ready to defend.

There was no imaginable skyrocketing momentum or powerful aura, Du Gui just stood up, and... Mouthful after mouthful of blood spitting up.

"Ugh!"

Zhao Hu almost wanted to scold his mother, what the hell was this old man doing, and he thought there was some big move, so he waited for a long time in vain, and was startled in the end.

Zhao Tiezhu also had a stunned expression, he didn't expect Du Gui's hole cards to be like this, no matter how bad others are, they can run away, he is good, blood is like no money, is this trying to pretend to be dead?

"Dude, where are you doing?"

Not only Zhao Tiezhu was stunned, but even the members of those mountain gates couldn't understand it, they had also seen Du Gui use hole cards before, and they didn't have such a big reaction at that time.

"You know the!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Du Gui slowly stood up from the ground, holding a broken knife in one hand.

His secret method was found from the corpse of a general in the early years, mainly to reverse qi and blood, make the blood agitated, and burst out with new power to strengthen his body.

It's just that this secret method can't be used when there is an injury, because the wound will hinder the flow of qi and blood, so that the secret method does not work smoothly, and he will vomit blood because of the knife wound on his chest, and there is a mist of autumn water condensed mixed with spiritual energy on the wound, which further worsens the situation.

"I'm this, poof, don't want my life, poof, or whatever, since I have forced me, poof, to use this secret method, poof, you don't want to think, poof, leave alive!"

“...”

Seeing Du Gui vomiting blood, they were a little numb, and Zhao Tiezhu's expressions were not as surprised as they were at the beginning, and Zhao Hu was even almost recovered.

"I said old man, if you say two words, you will spit out a mouthful of blood, even if we don't do it, you won't live long, why bother with it, it's better to let me kill you!"

Zhao Hu held the sword flower and said lightly, he was not lying, Du Gui's momentum was indeed much stronger than before, but his vitality was also declining, according to this trend, he still had time for a cup of tea at most.

A cup of tea, whether it is long or not, is not short, there are enough variables to happen in this time, if you continue to entangle with this old man, not to mention whether there will be casualties, even those who escaped may not be able to chase back.

"Hmph, the old man will drag a few people to die together before he dies, and he will not be alone on the road at that time!"

Anyway, he has lived for so many years, and even if he dies now, it is not a short life, and it would be nice to ask for some interest for the brother who has already gone one step ahead before he dies.

Discarding the handle of the knife in his hand, and using the half-cut Glaive Knife as a big knife, he played it handily, no worse than before.

"Do you go up first or I go first, do you want to guess the boxing?"

Turning his head to look at Zhao Tiezhu on the side, Zhao Hu had a eager expression on his face, it seemed that he couldn't wait.

"Oh, then..."

When Zhao Tiezhu was about to say something, Du Gui suddenly swung his knife at them, scolding something.

"Stinky little ghost, poof, want to delay time, poof, consume me, no, poof, as you wish!"

Du Gui, who is old and sophisticated, naturally knows the little bit of tricks in Zhao Hu's heart, and he will do the same if he changes him, because this can minimize the effort.

Now that he has seen the thoughts of that stinky little ghost, he naturally won't let them get their wish, not only can't let them get their wish, but he also wants to leave them some unforgettable memories and let them know that even small forces have their own arrogance.

The blade opened wide and closed, forcing the two who were caught off guard to keep flashing back, while trying to find an opportunity to fight back.

But they seemed to be helpless in front of Du Gui, who gave up their lives, and there was no room for counterattack.

"Impossible, how could his strength have increased so much?"

Zhao Hu, who was surprised, shouted in his heart, Du Gui's momentum had increased a cut from before, but his strength, speed, and agility had almost doubled, otherwise how could he chase them and fight after being defeated by the two of them in a few strokes before.

Zhao Hu, who didn't understand, could only keep dodging, trying to find out Du Gui's flaws, or wait for him to kill him in one fell swoop when his strength was exhausted.

Unlike him, Zhao Tiezhu withdrew from Du Gui's attack range early, and Zhao Hu didn't see how he moved, which made him very depressed, and he couldn't help but complain: Cultivation is Gao Zhen to take advantage!

In fact, the reason why Zhao Tiezhu was able to withdraw so quickly was thanks to Zhao Hu, who was bent on grabbing the credit, and attracted most of Du Gui's attention.

And when evacuating, Zhao Tiezhu also found an interesting thing.

Du Gui, who was wielding a big knife, ignored the appearance of vomiting blood, and looked indeed majestic, but he had not used other spells since he cast the secret technique, and he had not even used his spiritual power, which could be seen from his dim broadsword.

If he doesn't use his spiritual power, is his spiritual power exhausted or he can't use his spiritual power?

Zhao Tiezhu didn't know, but Zhao Hu obviously hadn't discovered this yet.

Under Du Gui's wild sword, he patronized and dodged, forgetting to observe the enemy's state, which was inferior to Zhao Tiezhu.

After thinking about it, Zhao Tiezhu still decided to make a move, this was his prey, if he was picked up by Zhao Hu because of exhaustion, then he would definitely die.

The palm of his hand stroked the body of the Qiushui knife, there was no flickering aura, just a stain of water on his hand, but what he wanted was water.

The water mixed with spiritual power gradually condensed in his hand, forming a blue cold needle that he pinched in his hand.

"Let me see if you have the means to hide!"

Thinking about it, Zhao Tiezhu raised his hand and flicked it, and the cold needle flowed a fleeting trace in the air and then smoothly entered Du Gui's body, and he didn't use any defensive means throughout the whole process.

"It seems that he really can't use his spiritual power!"

When Zhao Tiezhu touched his chin and pondered, Du Guimeng raised his head, and more blood poured out of his mouth than before.

"Little ghost yin me!"

After the cold needle broke through the flesh and blood, it directly penetrated Du Gui's body, disrupting the already somewhat loose qi and blood power, and he was suddenly hit hard, I am afraid that he will not even have a cup of tea.

"Hey!"

Du Gui, who was originally aggressive, suddenly became sluggish, and Zhao Hu understood it in a flash, and shouted at Zhao Tiezhu: "You rob me of my record!"

"Idiot!"

Zhao Tiezhu disdained Zhao Hu's argument, he knew that the evil hidden in the shadows had his conclusion, and it was useless to say anything now, it was better to kill a few more people, it would be a score anyway!