Blood-stained eyes raise sharp blades, and I am the hero when I break the front!

Battle formation, queue first!

Fight, courage first!

As long as you dare to kill and fight, even if you can't overturn him, you have to spit on him.

Zhang Yingchun is not completely powerless to fight back, and the opponent's toughness is limited.

Spit out the worries, erase the fears, put aside the anxiety, swell the blood, and stimulate the fighting spirit!

The liver and gallbladder shine on the blade, and the cold eyes look at the blood!

Who will have the most laugh is still unknown!

Thinking of this, he stood up from behind the earthen wall, regardless of the wound on his body that was broken by the gravel, raised his index finger to pick up the blood droplets on his cheeks, and the smile on his face was particularly hideous: "This meeting gift is big enough, let's continue!"

Out of the purple-black whirlpool, Zhang Yingchun is like a dragon returning to the clouds and a tiger entering the mountains and forests.

Without any block, he can exert his strength, while the enemy underestimates him because of his performance just now.

Since Zhang Yingchun was not overturned in the first round, it is Xiao Mingshan who is facing the pressure.

The successive blows did not make the opponent lose their fighting spirit, especially under the surprise attack, and the opponent's panic did not cause fatal mistakes, so the next step was to enter the stalemate stage, but the development of the situation was too different from what he expected.

Zhang Yingchun is about to destroy Xiao Mingshan's foundation when he makes a move, which shows his eyesight.

Thoughts are like lightning flashes, hands are like mountains!

When the surprise attack failed, Xiao Mingshan's pressure increased, and before he could think of the next strategy, Zhang Yingchun's attack had already arrived.

The round ball gathered by the steel balls was the weapon that ensured Zhang Yingchun to rush out of the purple-black vortex, and now it circled around Zhang Yingchun's body twice and rushed into this strange area again.

With the communication of the external vitality, some of the vitality that had been lost just now was replenished, and the vitality controlled by the ghost spirit was ferociously infused, repelling the purple-black aura circling, pressing the area with weight, circling and rolling along the purple-black aura, and the ball crushed the fragmented stones and flew away.

Zhang Yingchun drummed up his vitality, and almost squeezed the breath in the veins clean.

The distorted face is full of hideousness, and if he suffers a loss, he will return it, and he will be completely cut off.

The blood at the wound was surging and surging by the qi veins, and Zhang Yingchun did not feel weak, but had a sickly excitement.

This is not an illusion, but a bonus to fighting spirit.

Break his formation, destroy his help, and the tactics must be carried out to the end!

As long as it is a formation diagram, there must be a foundation, which is why Zhang Yingchun wants to let the round balls gathered by the steel balls rush into it.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the traces of crushing on the ground stir up the sand and gravel to open the sky with a haze, and in this haze, a blue-black light and shadow burst out.

If it weren't for the separation of the steel balls by his side as an emergency insurance, he would have been hit by the sneak attack.

A Yin Demon hand was pushing the ball of steel balls to roll, leaving the other one with passive defense, making it difficult to stop the cone-like weapon.

Persistence, absolutely not relaxed, otherwise through the head, the bitterness in front of you will be in vain.

Three steel balls squeezed a point of light, revealing that it was a nail-like weapon, and the smell of the fishy smell could be smelled without getting closer. Even if it is clamped by three steel balls, it is still trying to rotate, as if it has its own life.

The magic weapon of the Demon Dao is this perversion, similar to a creature with intelligence, and it seems to have life.

Being able to compete with the Huaxia Alliance for so long, and now they are only expelled instead of being killed, it is enough to see the strength of the Demon Dao, and they have been able to fight against the righteous path until now, and they are not blowing it out with their mouths.

Sure enough, he is a vicious person, and he knows that he wants to cut off his foundation, so he has to interfere desperately, and even kill Zhang Yingchun's life!

How can it be so cheap!

How can it be so simple!

The enemy's attack just shows that Zhang Yingchun's tactics are correct, otherwise he would not have attacked himself in such a hurry.

Tactics, as long as they are executed, must be carried out throughout, and never be interfered with by external objects!

The ball's crushing speed in the purple-black cyclone soared again, and the ghost consumed vitality regardless of the cost, and the first lap was over, and the second lap was beginning to continue.

Finally, there was an obstacle on the ground, and it was crushed into pieces by the rotation of the ball, which was a strange vitality node that was broken, and this was one of the support points of the formation.

Trying hard to suppress this weird nail, Zhang Yingchun didn't care about the nosebleed dripping on the placket of his clothes, and grinned: "Found it, as long as the old bottom is dug up, see how much more ability you have!"

When he spoke, he had a mysterious smile on his face!

"You're too happy too early!" Xiao Mingshan shook his robe, holding up a skull in his hand, and the flames were overflowing.

As soon as the skeleton appeared, it expelled all the cold air around it, and even its vision was distorted, and under the flickering light and shadow, it looked like a living thing.

Without exception, demonic artifacts will use soul sacrifice, which will increase the power at the same time, but also increase the effect of similar intelligence, of course, this intelligence will also hinder the operation, especially when the flesh essence is extracted.

The skull's mandibles were still opening and closing, and flames were swirling around the skull.

The flames actually formed the shape of ghost faces, as if countless unjust souls were crying silently!

I don't know what method he used, the skull in his hand swallowed all the surrounding flames into his nostrils, and after that, the light in the eyes of the skull became more intense, but the color of the bones became a little dark and green.

The intensity is no more, and the eerie spreads.

There was black smoke floating in the deep skull, and the smoke formed a ghost-faced skeleton, and every rotation around the skull brought a scream.

Confusing and moving!

When the skeleton flew up, the line of fire that erupted from its mouth and nose forced Zhang Yingchun to roll in embarrassment, avoiding the frontal direction of the attack.

Is this the fairy-demon version of a laser weapon?

The steel balls rushed up to block the impact of the skull's skull, but it couldn't shake the skull's power at all, and every steel ball near the skull cracked, unable to be used again.

This is still under Zhang Man's technique, and there are only ten steel balls blessed by spells.

Seven Kills and Demon Slayers!

The wound on his body had already healed somewhat, and in order to avoid the attack, he broke the wound again.

Seeing that he can't do anything, his only thought is to temporarily avoid his front and get out of the way of the attack line, and at the same time to make up for the intense consumption of vitality.

This is not a shame, bravery does not mean hard fighting, fighting also requires skill, you can't always use your body to resist the strength of the spell, that's not courage, but brain-dead!

The blood stained the placket red again, and the pale face was like a frozen corpse, but the eyes were still blazing, with some confidence and persistence.

"Ha Luha, it's too late to escape!" Xiao Mingshan's arrogance was completely because of the opponent's timidity and escaped, but he didn't see the sarcasm on the corner of Zhang Yingchun's mouth, and the blazing heat that spread out on his hands.

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