Chapter: 118
Zhang Wu buckled the two scimitars upside down in his hands, took two steps forward, raised his hand to catch the flying young master, and at the same time activated the spiritual power of his body.
He has seen clearly that the other party's cultivation is only at the second level of Lingxi, and his cultivation at the fourth level is much stronger than the other party's. He is confident that even if the other party makes a move, his protective spiritual power can resist one or two.
Pooh...
The sound of the long knife piercing the flesh came out, and the young master who had just been caught by Zhang Wu widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide. The severe pain made him let out another scream.
Zhang Wu's pupils also contracted to the extreme at this moment, and he saw a long knife piercing the young master's chest, stabbing straight at himself.
He used all his strength to protect his body.
If he had just seen how Lu Ye broke through the defense of that body repairer, he wouldn't be so blindly confident. Unfortunately, he was fighting with a big tiger just now, so he didn't see how that body repairer died at all.
A ray of light flashed across the sharp blade, and with the blessing of the sharp spirit pattern, the protective spiritual power at the fourth level of Lingxi couldn't resist the sharp knife. puncture.
Zhang Wu felt the pain in his chest. At the critical moment of life and death, he bowed suddenly to avoid the long knife from entering his body more.
At the same time, he let go of the young master who was holding him in his arms, and crossed the two scimitars to hold the long knife.
The blade penetrated three inches into the flesh, and there was no way to penetrate it anymore. Zhang Wu let out a long breath, and just when he thought he was blocking the opponent's blow, there was a strong wind behind him.
"Oops!" Zhang Wu immediately realized what had happened. Although the other party was only alone, there was still a big snow-white tiger. The one who rushed from behind must be the big tiger.
Just as he was about to respond, his shoulders suddenly sank, as if something heavy had been placed on him. At the same time, he heard a howling sound, which entered his ears, making him slightly in a trance.
The young master who was held in the middle by Lu Ye's long knife was not dead yet. He faced Zhang Wu's direction, opened his mouth wide, and watched the delicate spirit body like a porcelain doll rush behind Zhang Wu, facing his ear shouted.
Immediately afterwards, Dumb's sturdy figure rushed forward, and his two front paws slapped Zhang Wu's back on the back.
Peiran Moyu's strength straightened Zhang Wu's arched body, and he took a few steps forward abruptly. There was a chirping sound, and the long knife pierced his chest and came out through his body!
As soon as he got the knife, Lu Ye immediately drew the knife and jumped back. Not only did he do this, but the tiger who had slapped him on the back also flexibly retreated a few feet.
Almost at the same time as Dui retreated, Zhang Wu stabbed the empty space twice with his backhand.
He couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, his body softened, and he quickly punched the ground with a machete, only to avoid the fate of falling and kneeling on the ground.
Lu Ye looked at the wound on his chest, and frowned. His knife was aimed at the opponent's heart, but from the results, it didn't go as planned.
When Lu Ye drew his knife and Zhang Wu staggered back, the young master who was framed among them also fell to the ground, the ground under him was stained red with blood, his body twitched a few times and then fell silent.
Zhang Wu couldn't care less about investigating the life and death of the young master at this moment, he only knew that he might die here today!
He was at the fourth level of Lingxi, but in this short span of ten or so breaths, he was dizzy and turned by a combination of punches from a second level of Lingxi plus a big tiger...
If you don't experience this kind of thing yourself, no one will believe it when you tell it.
What kind of spirit weapon is in the opponent's hand? To be able to break through the spiritual power of one's body with a single blow!
Feeling his own injury, Zhang Wu knew that it was hopeless. Although he couldn't die for the time being, this kind of injury would only get worse if he didn't deal with it immediately, and seeing the other party's ruthless style, it was obviously impossible to let him live away from here.
He panted a few times, raised one hand and pressed it on the back of the other hand, and the back of that hand immediately glowed with a faint red light.
Lu Ye was looking at him vigilantly. According to his thinking, Zhang Wu had already been seriously injured, so there was no need for him to fight bravely. He just had to deal with him slowly, and sooner or later he would be put to death.
But when he saw the red light on the back of the opponent's hand, he suddenly felt something was wrong!
"Amber!" When Lu Ye yelled, he was already killing Zhang Wu with a knife. JrNovels.com
He has seen clearly that the other party's cultivation is only at the second level of Lingxi, and his cultivation at the fourth level is much stronger than the other party's. He is confident that even if the other party makes a move, his protective spiritual power can resist one or two.
Pooh...
The sound of the long knife piercing the flesh came out, and the young master who had just been caught by Zhang Wu widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide. The severe pain made him let out another scream.
Zhang Wu's pupils also contracted to the extreme at this moment, and he saw a long knife piercing the young master's chest, stabbing straight at himself.
He used all his strength to protect his body.
If he had just seen how Lu Ye broke through the defense of that body repairer, he wouldn't be so blindly confident. Unfortunately, he was fighting with a big tiger just now, so he didn't see how that body repairer died at all.
A ray of light flashed across the sharp blade, and with the blessing of the sharp spirit pattern, the protective spiritual power at the fourth level of Lingxi couldn't resist the sharp knife. puncture.
Zhang Wu felt the pain in his chest. At the critical moment of life and death, he bowed suddenly to avoid the long knife from entering his body more.
At the same time, he let go of the young master who was holding him in his arms, and crossed the two scimitars to hold the long knife.
The blade penetrated three inches into the flesh, and there was no way to penetrate it anymore. Zhang Wu let out a long breath, and just when he thought he was blocking the opponent's blow, there was a strong wind behind him.
"Oops!" Zhang Wu immediately realized what had happened. Although the other party was only alone, there was still a big snow-white tiger. The one who rushed from behind must be the big tiger.
Just as he was about to respond, his shoulders suddenly sank, as if something heavy had been placed on him. At the same time, he heard a howling sound, which entered his ears, making him slightly in a trance.
The young master who was held in the middle by Lu Ye's long knife was not dead yet. He faced Zhang Wu's direction, opened his mouth wide, and watched the delicate spirit body like a porcelain doll rush behind Zhang Wu, facing his ear shouted.
Immediately afterwards, Dumb's sturdy figure rushed forward, and his two front paws slapped Zhang Wu's back on the back.
Peiran Moyu's strength straightened Zhang Wu's arched body, and he took a few steps forward abruptly. There was a chirping sound, and the long knife pierced his chest and came out through his body!
As soon as he got the knife, Lu Ye immediately drew the knife and jumped back. Not only did he do this, but the tiger who had slapped him on the back also flexibly retreated a few feet.
Almost at the same time as Dui retreated, Zhang Wu stabbed the empty space twice with his backhand.
He couldn't help but staggered back a few steps, his body softened, and he quickly punched the ground with a machete, only to avoid the fate of falling and kneeling on the ground.
Lu Ye looked at the wound on his chest, and frowned. His knife was aimed at the opponent's heart, but from the results, it didn't go as planned.
When Lu Ye drew his knife and Zhang Wu staggered back, the young master who was framed among them also fell to the ground, the ground under him was stained red with blood, his body twitched a few times and then fell silent.
Zhang Wu couldn't care less about investigating the life and death of the young master at this moment, he only knew that he might die here today!
He was at the fourth level of Lingxi, but in this short span of ten or so breaths, he was dizzy and turned by a combination of punches from a second level of Lingxi plus a big tiger...
If you don't experience this kind of thing yourself, no one will believe it when you tell it.
What kind of spirit weapon is in the opponent's hand? To be able to break through the spiritual power of one's body with a single blow!
Feeling his own injury, Zhang Wu knew that it was hopeless. Although he couldn't die for the time being, this kind of injury would only get worse if he didn't deal with it immediately, and seeing the other party's ruthless style, it was obviously impossible to let him live away from here.
He panted a few times, raised one hand and pressed it on the back of the other hand, and the back of that hand immediately glowed with a faint red light.
Lu Ye was looking at him vigilantly. According to his thinking, Zhang Wu had already been seriously injured, so there was no need for him to fight bravely. He just had to deal with him slowly, and sooner or later he would be put to death.
But when he saw the red light on the back of the opponent's hand, he suddenly felt something was wrong!
"Amber!" When Lu Ye yelled, he was already killing Zhang Wu with a knife. JrNovels.com
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