As the saying goes, those who are stunned are afraid of the horizontal, and those who are afraid of the horizontal are not dead, the same is a trick to split Huashan, but Xingtian has a unique tendency to sacrifice life and forget death, which is incomparable to Kua's father.

Yes, Yihu raised his left foot, pointed his right foot, lifted his breath and twisted his body like catkins, shuttled left and right footwork, flashed around the back of Xingtian, shook his wrist, and the amethyst soft whip was like a snake spitting letters, and a purple mang went straight to the head wind of Xingtian.

Xingtian fell with an axe, felt that his hand was empty, and he had a guard in his heart, the leopard eyes stared at the six roads, and the wheel ears stood up to listen to the eight directions, and did not wait to split the afterimage, and sure enough, he found a tricky dark energy coming, shook his hand, turned around, and took off in one go, but he threw the shield in his hand as a hidden weapon with himself.

Yihu shook half of the long whip, saw that his left arm was abducted, he knew that it was not good, his hand shook and just received the long whip, and then in the blink of an eye, Xingtian was riding with a shield, wielding a big axe and launching a lightning-fast charge, Yihu was helpless, wanted to hide but it was too late, instantly exerted force, connected the points with both feet, glided backwards, and barely remained relatively static with the speeding shield.

Seeing this, Xing Tian borrowed his feet from the shield, bent and stretched his arms, swept from left to right like a tiger's tail, flew across the river with one move, and pounced on the righteous tiger unrelentingly.

Yihu was busy making an iron plate bridge, but unexpectedly, the big axe of Xingtian turned, and the sharp axe marks wrote an Arabic numeral seven in the air, if this was split, Yihu would be divided into two.

At the last moment, Yihu did not straighten his waist, knelt on his knees, took advantage of the momentum of his calves forward, exerted his feet with his feet, kicked the ground with his feet, and was stunned to be parallel to the axe, narrowly dodging the axe, and when the shield flew over his head, Yihu took a long breath.

Xingtian fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to catch the shield, and secretly applauded in his heart, but did not give Yihu a chance to breathe, and leaned over and slapped Yihu on the back with an axe.

As soon as Yihu stood up, he heard the wind whistling behind his ears, and it was too late to hide.

I only heard a muffled sound of the "bell", although there was a real yuan body protector, flashing through the back of the royal power, and there was a treasure armor to protect the body, and the scabbard was separated, but this axe was smashed solidly, and the back of the righteous tiger was sore, numb, swollen and painful, the blood in the chest was churning, the tip of the tongue was sweet, and a mouthful of blood was spit out.

Seeing that Yihu was hard to take an axe from himself, Xing Tian just spit out a mouthful of blood, stretched out his big foot, and kicked Yihu's calf and belly with a "snap", opened his mouth, and said, "How about it? admit defeat!"

This kick is extremely heavy, the straight kick Yihu gasped, his knees bent slightly, and he almost fell to one knee, even so, Yihu did not admit defeat, gritted his teeth and smiled; "Where is this, I am a god-like man!"

Looking at the righteous tiger again, the tiger's eyes condensed, standing with a sword, an invisible "force" appeared, the rhyme flowed, the clothes hunted, and even the light of the scorching sun could not hide the fire of war rising in the eyes of the righteous tiger.

Ten ruffians are scattered, and three points are in the flesh. Dao Yun is cold and cold, and the vertical and horizontal fields show their edge.

Xingtian looked at the righteous tiger who was holding a sword and standing proudly, obviously "thin" and pitiful, but he always felt that he was very small, a sense of powerlessness gradually amplified from the depths of his heart, and he couldn't help but shake the big axe in his hand, and shook the weight of the backing, and then opened the "subwoofer" and roared, dispelling the indescribable "fear" in his heart, and launched a charge towards the righteous tiger.

To be continued......