This person is tall, about six feet tall, with a dark appearance, his forehead is covered with knife-like wrinkles, and his face is full of bitterness, but who is the old donkey head who is not the master?

"What the hell is going on, Master, didn't the old man go to Zhao Kingdom with his junior sister to find out the whereabouts of my family?"

"How did he become like this, and how did he fall into the hands of Hao Ren, a bastard?"

Before he could figure out what was going on, the old donkey's cracked mouth smirked at him twice, and he slammed his fist at him.

Zhang Di was unprepared, when the first punch was hit in the abdomen, the whole person jumped up from the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he felt that the internal organs were as if they were turned over, and the pain was painful.

He secretly screamed badly, and when the second punch came, he hurriedly raised his arm to parry, and with a crisp click, the bone of his left arm was cracked, and he screamed in pain, and rolled off the ground with a tumbling roll.

At this time, Zhang Di was shocked in his heart, but he hadn't seen it for more than two years, how could Master's old donkey's head become so powerful, and his two fists at random were like hammer blows, which was simply unstoppable! If he took two more blows, wouldn't he be smashed into pulp?

"Master, Master, it's me! I'm the earth, don't you recognize me?"

But he was greeted only by a fist as tight as a fist, at this time the old donkey's head was not only infinitely powerful, but also increased in stature and stride, and he could chase Zhang Di with a single step at will, no matter how he rolled on the ground to escape, he could not escape the hammer-like fist.

Zhang Di secretly complained, and felt that he was caught in a storm, no matter how he struggled to dodge, it was difficult to escape, and he couldn't even breathe, and he actually felt suffocated.

What's even worse is that on the other side is Hao Ren's fierce eye, at this time he can't deal with him with all his strength, the thorny rattan has been loosely entangled, Hao Ren is under the protection of the body protection cover, the whole person has sat cross-legged, there are words in his mouth, there is something in his arms flashing and shining, it seems that he has taken out some killer weapon, and he looks at him with ill intentions, full of schadenfreude.

Zhang Di knew that he couldn't delay any longer, and said secretly: "Master, I'm sorry for your old man!" turned over and aimed the launch port of the rainstorm pear blossom needle on his chest at the old donkey's head that was swinging his fist and hammering.

This rainstorm pear flower needle is an improved ultimate hidden weapon, which is filled with 200 carved spirit gathering array of dark iron needles, the previous launch, each black iron needle absorbed a large amount of spiritual power from the surrounding area, so when it was shot on Hao Ren's wind shield, it would produce the effect of spiritual power explosion, which made Hao Ren suffer a big loss.

It is conceivable that at such a close distance, the remaining 100 dark iron needles will blow the flesh and blood of the old donkey's head to pieces, and from then on, the old donkey head master who loves him, smirks with a cigarette bag pot in his mouth, and raises the cigarette bag rod to knock his skull from time to time, no longer exists.

"Ahh

Zhang Dihu roared, his eyes were split, and his eyes were already blurred with tears, although his fingers had been pressed on the machine, although he had been tempered by the mysterious killing technique, and his heart had already killed decisively. But...... But...... In the face of his dearest and most beloved old donkey, how can he do it?

Whew――

The strong wind rises, and the fist shadow arrives.

Behind the shadow of the fist, there was the old donkey's smirking face, and in the depths of his dazed pupils, there was a trace of pain in struggle.

"Master, I'm the earth!" Zhang Di roared with all his might, tears in his eyes flowed down, and he ruthlessly removed his fingers from the bracket, and he couldn't do anything in the face of his dearest old donkey's head.

A tumbling tried his best to avoid this punch, and at the same time withdrew the thorn rattan from a distance, knowing that it would be more annoying if Hao Ren was freed, but at this time, he couldn't take care of much, since he couldn't kill the old donkey's head, then use the rattan to tie him up, although doing so would take a big risk!

When the old donkey heard Zhang Di's affectionate roar, he couldn't help but tremble, and the fist that was about to fall on Zhang Di's body also stagnated slightly, tilted his head, and his face showed an extremely painful color, which seemed to evoke some memories.

"Master!" Zhang Di couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw the old donkey's reaction, and hurriedly stepped up the retreat of the thorny rattan, and the tip was still a few feet away from the old donkey's legs, and then he could be restrained.

While......

A melodious and weird bell rang, and Hao Ren behind him sneered and took out a small yellow-orange bell and struck it gently.

The old donkey's face changed greatly, and he roared, and a stagnant punch slammed out, hitting Zhang Di's lower abdomen hard, knocking him into the air, over the top of his head, and spurting blood in mid-air, like rain.

But this heart-wrenching feeling was not comparable to the pain in Zhang Di's heart, and at this moment time seemed to slow down, he flew in the air, and saw through the blood rain the gray hair of the old donkey's head, the wrinkled and dark face, and the deep pain hidden in the gray eyes......

He knew that the old donkey who once loved him and was as kind as a father would never come back, and the culprit of all this was Hao Ren who was hiding in the mana shield in front of him and sneering like a poisonous snake!

"Hao Ren, you go to die!"

Zhang Di thought silently in his heart, and pressed the machine with his numb fingers with all his might, and at this time he was flying towards Hao Ren, and he was in mid-air.

Tweet ......

There was a sharp sound, and countless black dots shot out like an overwhelming blast.

Hao Ren sat cross-legged in the mana shield, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, at this time his mana had consumed half of Tai, and the hole card that was being activated had not yet been completed, so he could only desperately turn the wind shield over and block it in front of him.

He never thought that the old donkey's head, which he had refined with the method of demon corpses, would actually turn against him and punch Zhang Di and fly to this side.

But he couldn't afford to think about it anymore, the medium-grade magic weapon Wind Shield, which was worth thousands of spirit stones, shook violently under the impact of the rainstorm-like dark iron needle, and several fine dents appeared on the surface, and exploded into countless pieces with a bang.

Before Hao Ren could take care of his distress, the remaining thirty percent of the Xuantie needles screamed and pounced towards him. Soon the mana shield cracked, shook violently, and then collapsed.

The last remaining Issei Darkiron Needles were still unstoppable, like moths to a flame, shooting fiercely towards him.

Zhang Di flew in mid-air, watching the whole process, seeing that this improved Xuantie Needle was so sharp, it could even break the five-grade immortal master's talisman and mana shield, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and it was not in vain that he spent some effort on this rainstorm pear flower needle. Seeing that there were about a dozen of the last Xuan Iron Needles, as long as they shot at the unprotected Hao Ren, they could blow this thousand-knife wicked man into minced meat in one fell swoop, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of pleasure.

"Cheng Ziming, if you don't want to bury Lao Tzu, hurry up!" Hao Ren was frightened and cried out through gritted teeth.

Before the words fell, with a strange laugh, a humanoid black shadow jumped up from his heavenly spirit cover, and in Zhang Di's shocked gaze, he pounced on the black iron needle.

Strange to say, the Xuaniron needles that were originally shooting in the air, quickly absorbing the surrounding spiritual power, forming a vortex of spiritual power, actually stagnated, and their power was greatly reduced. Although the direction had not changed, the poofs shot at Hao Ren, but only a few inches had not entered his chest and abdomen.

Hao Ren screamed in pain, his chest and abdomen were like lotus canopies, and blood spurted out of the wound, but he finally picked up a life, and laughed cruelly: "Okay! Cheng Ziming, you go and control the demon corpse of the old donkey's head, and capture that rebel for me!" stretched out his hand and pointed to Zhang Di.

At this time, Zhang Di secretly screamed a pity, and his body fell to the ground, and he felt sore, scarred everywhere. Before, he resisted the volley of the sixteen cloud ropes in the illusion, so he was injured a little, so when he rushed out, he was covered in blood; and then he was punched repeatedly by the old donkey's head, and the strength was so great that he was enough to have a thousand catties, Rao is that he has refined the body at the fifth level, and it is difficult to parry at all, at this time, there are countless fractures all over his body, and he can't even move a little finger, so he wants to fall asleep.

But he desperately reminded himself in his heart that he couldn't sleep, because he recognized that the black shadow was a heavenly demon projection, which somehow stayed in Hao Ren's mind, and he actually resisted the burst of more than a dozen dark iron needles, and at this time, his momentum was also weakened by half, and he was crawling on the ground and slowly swimming towards the old donkey's head that was standing not far away.

Zhang Di was in a hurry, understanding that if this monster was allowed to possess the old donkey's head, I was afraid that if he wanted to restore the old donkey's sanity, it would be extremely difficult!

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