Chapter Ninety-Three: Thunder Knife

The battle spirit of the fourth child blasted people into blood with one blow, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The two men both looked at each other suspiciously. I don't really believe it. It was so strong just now, and this will become so weak again, this little hairy boy is really a little weird.

But it was also a big surprise that he was hit by such a strong battle qi and did not tear him apart and explode into minced meat.

Peiyuan's sixth-layer little hairy child can be so strong. I'm afraid that only the rumored cultivators of the dual cultivation of the law body have such perverted defensive power.

The sixth fox said suspiciously: "Fourth, is this kid cheating? Why did he become so bad in the blink of an eye? Your bracing decision is one level worse than the eldest brother's."

The fourth child's face was a little red, obviously because he used his battle qi too violently, and his qi and blood were surging. was about to fly forward to check what was going on, but after hearing what the sixth man said, he suddenly stopped with a spirit.

But I felt that my feet were fluttering, like stepping on cotton, and I knew that I was too nervous and had too much battle energy. Busy said: "Sixth, fourth brother, my feet are vain, and my battle spirit is unstable. You first sacrifice the hammer and smash his brain. ”

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly took out a red pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

There was a wisp of blood flowing from the corner of this old six's mouth, and after his hammer was wrapped in golden flames, he forcibly erased the blood imprint on it, and received a little backlash.

The black iron hammer that fell on the mud was burned by the golden flames, and the handle was bent and deformed, turning into a piece of scrap iron, which could not be sacrificed at all.

After the sixth man hesitated for a moment, he took off the Qiankun bag on his waist, and said something in his mouth, the light of the bag flashed, and the Qiankun bag slowly swelled.

This is a particularly large knife, the blade is a foot wide, the back of the knife is about a palm thick, and it is a foot long, but the edge of the blade is shining red, and it is extremely sharp. On both sides of the blade, there are some symbols engraved on the curved edge, and looking at the shape, it is a heavy machete used by mortal warriors. A sinister aura quietly permeated from the blade.

This knife is really a bit heavy, this man's tower-like body, two hundred pounds of hammer as if to play, but he can only hold the handle with both hands, in order to lift it with difficulty. And step by step to Fan Li, there is a sound of stepping on the ground, and the leaves are falling!

Fan Li was still throwing himself in the pile of leaves, motionless, his mouth seemed to be spurting blood, and he seemed to be chanting some mantra. The man walked a foot away. The machete raised high was cut down by the trend, not so much as cutting hard, but letting it down.

Under the flash of red light, it seemed that Fan Li's big head was about to be split into two pieces like a watermelon.

Suddenly, two tree roots flew up from the pile of fallen leaves, entangled the man's feet. 'Smack' rolls back. This man was caught off guard, and was pulled forward by the center of gravity of the machete, which was a dog gnawing.

Fan Li slapped the ground with both palms, turned over like lightning, and reached out to grab the giant long knife in the hand of the knife man. I felt that this thing was a little outrageously heavy, but it was still able to dance. As soon as the figure turned, holding the knife in both hands, and without looking at it, it was a big reincarnation-like waist slash. After the man threw himself on the ground, the knife was snatched away, and he was furious, and his body just bounced off the ground.

"Flutter"

With a slight sound, red light swept across his waist, and the upper half of the man's body flew out a few feet away, and blood rose to the sky.

Fan Li stretched out his hand and flicked the blade, and under the golden light, a sound like a dragon's roar came out. Under the jump of the blood beads above, they slipped without the slightest trace.

"What a knife!"

Fan Li couldn't stop admiring and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. looked up and looked gloomily at the fourth child in the distance. Without the slightest hesitation, the void pointed out, and the golden flame stood suspended in the air, and between the rapid flying of the fingers, a mysterious golden flame pattern group appeared completely in the air.

It's the Blood Roar Spirit Pattern!

The golden flame on the top of the word group is like pure gold, when the words are formed. In a flash, it was restrained into those chaotic and wrapped lines, and the white light came out, fluctuating with a breath of blood boiling.

This time the void painted the blood roar spirit pattern, which is more than the last time. After inheriting the War Paint Master, it is obvious that he has benefited a lot. And after the painting, the tingling and dizziness in the depths of the brain were significantly reduced.

As soon as the fourth child saw that things had changed, the sixth child became two paragraphs in the blink of an eye. After gasping for air, he forcibly lifted his battle qi, and the white light in his hand reappeared.

But he saw the white light cluster drawn by Fan Li's void, fluctuating with a violent aura of blood boiling. Isn't this a Brake Spirit, but I've never seen it used like this.

The man suddenly reacted and exclaimed in shock: "The Spirit of Brake, you are creating the Spirit of Death, you are the Earth Pattern Master!! ah......

This man roared as if he had seen a ghost, then turned around and ran, as fast as thunder!

Fan Li's sarcastic voice came from behind him: "How about tasting the taste of Uncle Fan's blood roar, go!"

In a flash, the blood roar spirit pattern appeared three zhang away, and it flashed again, and it was within the distance of the man's five zhang. I only heard Fan Li shouting: "Roar!"

"Uh......h Uh......"

An earth-shattering roar of blood suddenly erupted, and the running man suddenly felt that the blood in his body suddenly went berserk.

"Bang!bang!bang......"

A blood mist of Fang Yuanzhang Xu, sandwiched with minced meat, flew all over the sky. This piece of woods, so red! A cloud of white glare, floating in the blood mist, was the spirit of this man's moment.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Fan Li's mouth again, touched the pale yellow soft armor on his body, and muttered: "This battle qi is really a little scary." The eleventh layer of Peiyuan, compared to Li Yongsheng's miscellaneous, I don't know how many times stronger. Hehe, fortunately, the master gave a baby to wear, otherwise, it would be dead today. ”

At this moment, the 'boss' who was burned to charred flesh also gurgled in his throat a few times. He didn't move anymore, and after a muffled sound in his abdomen, the battle qi of his body collapsed, and a white and cyan spirit of decidation floated out of his abdomen in a swaying way, suspended at a height of three feet, motionless.

Li Xiaoyi was already anxious at this time, and circled around the treetops and bushes that Fan was standing in the distance. That old Dao's cultivation is not weaker than Li Xiaoyi, and it is much thicker and purer, and he has reached the Great Perfection realm of the fifteenth layer of Peiyuan. And it also has a translucent round magic shield, which can actually resist the golden needle.

Under the attack of the two of them, this woman was almost hung by a flying hook of the obscene old man several times. If it weren't for the fact that the golden needle charm was very powerful, it could still pose some threat to the old way, and the consequences were really unpredictable.

Just when he was in a hurry, he heard a bloody roar from Fan Li's direction. I didn't know what was going on, and I was suddenly a little anxious. Fan Li's side, could it be that there was a blood roar? This thing is too terrifying.

The obscene old man and the third child were also stunned. Why is there a roar of blood coming out of here? This thing is impossible to deal with, not to mention that it is too big for a dog to bite a turtle.

Li Xiaoyi flew away, the golden needle in his hand, towards the old road behind him, another fierce attack, his body twisted, and flew in the direction of Fan Li, dodged, ran into the woods, and flew away between the branches.

Fan Li played with the heavy knife, it was really heavy, a little reluctant, but he was able to dance a few times. But the next moment, I saw some patterns engraved on the surface of the knife. As soon as his pupils shrank, the blue light flashed, and he saw that the patterns on it actually came to life, and under the distortion, they turned into vague figures. A line of small words appeared on the above "Eighteen Slashes of Thunder"

"Eighteen Slashes of Thunder? It looks like the number of martial arts in the mortal world. It's just that with this knife, against ordinary demon beasts, it is like a tiger with wings. ”

Fan Li faintly felt in his heart that this knife had some origins, and it was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Looking at the other side, it is engraved with "Ben Thunder Knife" and countless dense small characters.

But at this time, there was no way to study the above things, and Li Xiaoyi was still tired of running. Although I knew that my life was not in danger, I was going to be caught, and the green hat was tightly buttoned.

Immediately, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and the power of divine thoughts poured out like a tide. But within a radius of hundreds of feet, there was no figure. With another urge, he reached the limit range covered by his divine thoughts, and dimly saw Li Xiaoyi rushing towards him, and sure enough, there was no accident.

After taking a deep breath, the breath was smooth, but there was still a stinging pain between the chest and abdomen, and the blood was still flowing in the jaw, which was affected by the explosion of the battle qi.

slapped his cheeks a few times and stuffed the Ben Thunder Knife into the Qiankun bag. Only then did he become a little empty, and he began to draw the blood roar spirit pattern again. In a matter of moments, the object was drawn again.

Then the power of divine thought locked this thing to prevent it from collapsing, turned over and climbed the big tree, and rushed in the direction of Li Xiaoyi. It only took more than twenty breaths for Li Xiaoyi's coquettish voice to reach his ears. Fan Li's figure was on the branch of the tree, and he no longer moved forward, and his slow divine thoughts sent the blood roar spirit pattern out a foot away, and he stood in the air.

Li Xiaoyi rushed and suddenly saw Fan Li standing on a tree branch, with a seemingly familiar white light cluster floating in front of him, fluctuating with an energy that made his blood boil.

When he saw the dead beggar's appearance, he was so embarrassed that his clothes were almost strips of rags, and his face was covered in blood. It was obviously extremely difficult to escape from the hands of the Bloodroar Beast, or the four men. But he didn't understand what he was doing standing on the branch, and shouted in a panic: "Hurry up, the one behind is coming." ”

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