The spear transformed by the Hidden Star Sword pinned Liu Hu to the ground, leaving him unable to move for a short time.

The Feng Mu singer who rushed to the ground pinched the trick, touched the mechanism on the gun, and the spear turned into fragments again and burrowed into Liu Hu's body along the stabbed wound.

One hundred and eight fragments quickly shuttled through Liu Hu's body, cutting off the meridians around his body, breaking his dantian qi sea, Liu Hu, who was originally turning into a Jiao and was about to be in the best stage, was knocked down from the clouds after just a few minutes, and almost lost everything.

Although with the help of Gan Lin's bath and Neidan, Liu Hu's meridian qi sea and broken body have been constantly repaired, but it is this repair that has immersed him in endless pain.

He struggled to get up from the ground, trying to force the debris out of his body, but as soon as he got up, his feet went limp, and he fell to his knees.

Lying on the ground, Liu Hu's face was full of pain, he couldn't stop panting, and he couldn't hold the short gun in his hand, and slipped to the side.

Looking up at the sky, Liu Hu opened his mouth wide while panting, swallowing the falling Ganlin, wanting to alleviate the pain caused by the debris.

Feng Muge fell back to the ground, stood beside Liu Hu, and with a move, fragments shot out from Liu Hu's body and turned into a long sword again.

Inserting the Tibetan Star Sword into Liu Hu's dantian qi sea to prevent Gan Lin's repair of the dantian, Feng Muge crossed his hands on his hips and gasped: "Huh, you are really tenacious, this is not dead." But this rain can't go on forever, do you think it will stop for a long time?"

Liu Hu smiled miserably and said: "I didn't expect that in the end, I still fell short, can I only be at the mercy of others in my life?"

Feng Muge sat down, found a more comfortable posture and said: "If you don't create this demonic chaos and practice with peace of mind, maybe you, like Hu Liu, will become my Great Qin's national protector spirit beast and enjoy the luck of Great Qin." In this way, you will not lie here now, end up half-wormed, and die immediately, but successfully turn into a worm, defend one side, win the admiration of all the people, and enjoy the blessings of heaven and earth. You say you're at the mercy of others all your life, but aren't you choosing all of this?"

"yes, I'm to blame. Liu Hu sighed and wanted to get up, but with the Shattered Star Sword on his side, he couldn't get up at all.

In the direction of Fancheng, when Liu Hu was knocked out of the clouds, Han Qu excitedly clenched his fists and said, "Okay, Pastoral is really brave!"

As Feng Muge completely restrained Liu Hu, there was no big attack in the middle, and there was no sound or destruction.

Han Qu looked at the direction in which they fell, because of his lack of strength, he naturally couldn't see the situation over there, so he could only ask, "Sir, how is the situation over there?"

Shen Congrong shook his head and said, "It's not dead yet, but it's almost there." ”

Taking Han Qu and them to the venue, Shen Congrong ignored Liu Hu who was lying on the ground, but came to Feng Muge's side and said, "Good job." ”

Feng Muge also recovered some spiritual power at this moment, and was not so tired, stood up and said: "Fortunately, Liu Hu's life is still kept, but his life and death have been turned over." ”

Shen calmly looked at Liu Hu lying on the ground, and found that although the scars on his body had recovered under the irrigation of Gan Lin, because the Tibetan Star Sword was inserted in his dantian qi sea, just waiting for Gan Lin to end, even if he was alive, he did not cultivate.

Regarding Liu Hu's current situation, Hu Liu was quite emotional, and asked: "After years of cultivation, once you are lost, life and death fall into the hands of others, do you think it is worth it?"

Liu Hu smiled and replied: "It's okay, it's nothing more than becoming a king and defeating a villain, when I was doing this, I thought about it today." ”

Using the residual spiritual power in the meridians to spit out the two inner pills, Liu Hu said: "I don't use your inner pill, although my one is cracked, it is still enough, it should be enough for you to survive the heavenly tribulation." ”

Looking at the two inner pills floating in front of him, Hu Liu didn't collect them, but was a little puzzled: "Why?"

Liu Hu sighed and said: "Why are you asking so much, you just do a good job as your national protector spirit beast, don't pay attention to the rest, An An will accompany Daqin to go down." ”

Hu Liu knew that there must be something else going on in this, but Liu Hu obviously didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask any more, took Neidan, and then asked Shen Congrong: "Can Mr. give him a good time?"

Before Shen Congrong could answer, Liu Hu shouted: "Sir, I have also practiced for nearly a thousand years, and I am also a person who has turned into a Jiao, although it is not completed, but, I want to die standing up." ”

The rain that fell from the sky was nearing its end, and the rain was already mixed with rain, even if the Tibetan Star Sword was pulled out, Liu Hu's dantian could not be repaired.

Regarding Liu Hu's request, Shen Congrong had no reason to refuse, nodded and said, "Okay, you can die standing up." ”

gave Feng Muge a look, motioned him to pull out the Tibetan Star Sword, and gave Liu Hu a decent way to die, and Shen Congrong took the others to retreat aside.

Feng Muge pulled out the Tibetan Star Sword and said to Liu Hu: "Your dantian qi sea has been broken, and only the power of the flesh is left, and I only use the power of the flesh. ”

Picking up the short gun that slipped aside, Liu Hu looked up at the sky and thought about it. The wound on the abdomen had also scabbed, but the broken dantian qi sea could not be recovered.

Wiping a handful of rain from his face, Liu Hu held a short gun in his hand and made an attacking gesture: "Come on." ”

Feng Muge took the sword to attack first, raised the long sword, and ran to Liu Hu's top door to split.

There is no fancy sword, the purpose is very clear.

Liu Hu didn't mean to dodge, he retreated half a step with his right foot, raised his two guns, and held the long sword, although Feng Muge's power was very great, but the pure physical strength was still difficult to look at Liu Hu, who was already half a Jiao.

After holding the long sword, Liu Hu twisted his left foot, kicked out with his right foot, and kicked it towards Feng Muge's chest.

The quick kick was powerful and unbalanced, unable to make the next attack, and fell backwards.

After taking five steps back, Feng Muge barely stopped, but his eyes were still a little black, and the door in front of him was even more empty.

Liu Hu won the momentum with one blow, and naturally took advantage of the victory to pursue.

Following two steps, the two guns were combined into a long spear, and the long body of the spear completely made up the distance between the two, and Liu Hu stabbed Feng Muge in the chest with a shot.

Feng Muge lay directly on the ground, avoiding the straight stab, but the gun had already reached him.

Without giving Feng Muge a chance to leave the place, Liu Hu's spear was slightly raised and slapped downward, wanting to scatter Feng Muge's breath.

Feng Muge, who was lying on the ground, naturally saw through Liu Hu's purpose, and he raised the long sword in his hand to block the blow. At the same time, the legs are slightly bent, borrowing waist strength and leg strength to lift their upper body off the ground, twisting and kicking under their feet, and the body flips, changing from a person under the gun to a person on the gun.

In the process, his left foot hooked the body of the gun, turned around and landed again, and locked the body of the gun with his left leg to prevent Liu Hu from retracting it.

As soon as his mind moved, the Tibetan Star Sword turned into a spear again, and Feng Muge turned against the guest and stabbed at Liu Hu's door.

Liu Hu steadied his horse, his hands clenched the body of the gun and swung left and right, Feng Muge, who was standing on only one leg, lost his balance and fell to the side, and the spear that was originally stabbed at Liu Hu was also crooked to the sky.

Liu Hu took the opportunity to retract the spear, and the tip of the spear left two wounds on Feng Muge's legs.

Taking a step forward, Liu Hu jumped up, and the spear pierced towards Feng Muge, who had fallen to the ground.

Feng Muge, who fell to the ground, rolled to the side, twisted his legs, turned over, and the whole person was half-squatting on the ground, with his back to Liu Hu.

Feeling the sound of breaking the sky behind him, Feng Muge turned around and stabbed diagonally, stabbing towards Liu Hu's heart.

But Liu Hu's gun was longer than Feng Muge's, and he stabbed Feng Muge first, and the tip of the gun entered from Feng Muge's right shoulder, because of his body posture, it penetrated his shoulder, stabbed out from the back position, and injured his lungs.

However, Feng Muge's actions did not change much, and Liu Hu did not have time to dodge Feng Muge's attack.

Feng Muge's spear successfully pierced Liu Hu's chest and pierced his heart, and golden blood flowed down the body of the spear.

The victory and defeat have been divided, and Liu Hu has lost.

Without spiritual power, he was already a mortal person after this shot. Letting go of his hands, Liu Hu no longer controlled his spear, and he also knew that he had lost.

After Liu Hu let go, Feng Muge put Liu Hu down, reached out and touched the gun inserted in his shoulder, the blood was lost, the strength was also lost, and he couldn't pull it out. And because of the injury to his lungs, he began to have some difficulty breathing.

After the two of them decided the victory, Shen Congrong rushed up, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, he cut off the tip of Liu Hu's spear and pulled out the spear to avoid causing secondary damage to Feng Muge. At the same time, after the oppression of the spear disappeared, under the operation of spiritual power, Feng Muge's injury was quickly stabilized.

The spear was separated from the body, and the spiritual power in Feng Muge's body operated all over his body, and the injured lungs were the first to be repaired, and his breathing returned to normal.

Taking a breath, Feng Muge directly conducted pranayama in the same place, his task was over, and everything else had to be handed over to Shen Congrong.

Liu Hu sat on his feet, his hands on the ground, and he breathed more than he took in, but there was a relieved smile on his face: "Ha, ha, happy, there was this battle before death, it was worth it, no wonder I chose you." ”

Han Qu and Hu Liu were a little puzzled by the choice Liu Hu said, thinking that it was a matter of inheritance. But Shen Congrong knew that Liu Hu was not just talking about inheritance, the choice he said was the choice after inheritance, for that bureau.

Walking to Liu Hu's side, Shen calmly squatted down and said, "Save time, if you have anything you want to say, if you can say it, just say it." ”

"Ha, ha. Liu Hu took two more breaths, glanced at Hu Liu and Han Qu, and then said, "They still don't know about these things." ”

Shen Congrong waved his hand casually, laid a barrier barrier and said, "Now they can't hear what you say, don't worry." ”

Han Qu and the others saw Shen calmly open the barrier, and Han Qu was a little puzzled: "Sir, what are you doing?"

Hu Liu shook his head and didn't reply, but his eyes were fixed on Liu Hu in the barrier.