"puff"

Ai Dacha opened his mouth and spitted blood stains, his face turned pale, and his body quickly retreated.

His martial arts are not as good as those of Wujiujiu.

Close fights, the chances of winning are not high.

"Stay away from me!"

He shouted, protecting the Tianlang stick in front of him, and watched Wujiujiu throw out the Yanghuan again and repel the attacking life-chasing arrow.

I was so angry when I saw this good man getting moved.

I am going to take him down tonight, the demon demon.

Ai Dacha gritted his teeth, raised his sleeves, and threw out a black iron plate.

The creation of the mechanism was pushed by Ai Dacha's strange true energy. The moment it threw out the sleeve, it rotated at high speed. Like a flying saucer, during the high speed, the iron plate kept throwing out various hidden weapons towards the master.

Flying knives, darts, fine needles, various colors of poisonous smoke, and lime powder-like things.

But the giant does not dodge or avoid, and does not retreat.

Under the cracked mask, Juzi's always gentle eyes had become cold as cold as frost. His left hand, which was holding his silver hand armor, danced quickly in front of him, bringing out several afterimages.

It was as if Juzi had seven or eight hands out of thin air at this moment.

This is the action too fast, breaking through the limit of human eye capture.

His fingers were moving at high speed, constantly pinching the hidden weapons that were shot and tying them together.

Finally, he pinched the flying iron plate, and the protective hidden weapon that had been completely activated was instantly reassembled by Juzi as he bounced his fingers.

Under the quiet moonlight, this scene is like a strange backward play of the movie.

"Give it back to you!"

The master waved his palm and hit the black iron plate. The latter rotated at a faster speed and flew towards Ai Dacha who was retreating rapidly.

Qingyang Demon Lord's face changed slightly.

But the black disk flew in front of him, and there was no way to hide. The hidden weapon he made himself was used to deal with him.

Wujiu Juzi's mechanical skills have really created the heavenly beings.

This made Ai Dacha feel powerless, even though he is no longer the naughty boy more than ten years ago, even if he is already the leader of the Demon Cult and a person on the Heavenly List.

But when he faced the lukewarm and low-key old thing in front of him again, the feeling of powerlessness of being high and above his youth once again filled his heart.

Five Nine...

Is this black-clothed Mo He really has no limit?

"Bang"

Ai Dachai's heart mixed with the shameful powerlessness, rushing into his already unsatisfactory mind. This complex emotion triggered a more extreme desire to destroy.

He waved the Tianlang stick regardless of it and smashed the black plate in front of him.

The pure cloaked mysterious skills in the body are activated, bringing power like an angry wave in the meridians.

He took out the last hidden weapon to chase the life from behind his waist, held it in his hand, and waved the Tianlang again. As his strength exploded, he knocked the Qiankun Kanli in front of him out.

"I don't believe it!"

The rash man squeezed out from his teeth and roared, holding his life to chase his life, swelling his true energy, and pounced on the front of Juzi like a lightning phantom.

"It is necessary to kill you!"

Wujiu Juzi's expression changed slightly.

When he saw that Ai Dachao's eyes were full of irritability, he knew that his bloody energy in his mind was confusing.

Seeing that he was holding a life-threatening person in his hand, the outer shell had been opened, and the inner cow hair needle was ready to go.

This kind of money actually needs to use the life-threatening method of fighting together?

The giant should withdraw.

With the martial arts of the master, this distance can be retreated.

But he did not retreat!

Instead, he made an incomprehensible action.

He took back the golden sun ring, buckled it in his hand, and threw the sun ring out of the round shield. The left hand covered by iron armor turned into a hand knife, and with a thunderous sound, he hit Ai Dacha's wrist hard.

The collision between the two people's true qi is like a bomb exploding.

The aftermath of the Qi and the Power rolled out from the two of them in contact, like the air waves coming, pushing everything around them away.

Even the pursuers in the hands of the Qingyang Demon Lord were knocked away.

Immediately afterwards, in Ai Dacha's stunned gaze, Wujiujiuzi, who should have been with him, opened his arms and protected his head, face, chest and other vital places with his body.

He also protected the round shield with the yang ring on his heart after the big dynasty.

"Bang"

The deadly-chasing weapon that was knocked away exploded.

Nearly a thousand small needles of cow hair that can break the true energy shot out in all directions and hit the round shield of the Yanghuan, just like raindrops.

The crisp sound continued, and there was a sound of fine needles entering the body and piercing the flesh and blood.

This is not over yet.

Ai Dabi no longer controlled the life-chasing arrow that he had shot before. The master protected the Qingyang Demon Lord, and the Qiankun Kanli in his hand could not knock the life-chasing arrow away.

It whistled along the last trajectory, thrusting at the feet of Juzi and Ai Dachai.

"Practice your power to protect your body!"

Wujiuzi shouted loudly.

Ai Dacha subconsciously obeyed, and the Qingyang Xuangong in his body started to move, and the heavy energy protected his body. The next moment, the death-chasing arrow that pierced into the ground also exploded.

Another small needle dance, the pavilions and towers with the best scenery in the Luoyueqintai.

After the collision of the two true qi, the destruction of the Mo family's treasure, and the three shootings of the death-chasing arrows, they have been completely razed to the ground.

"puff"

The giant man with blood was pushed to the ground.

Ai Dachai, whose eyes were red, was in great pain. Although he was protected by the vital points by Juzi, he still had two consecutive shots of life-threatening shots, which still made his calves and arms full of small needles.

But at this time, the Qingyang Demon Lord could not feel the pain of the thin needle entering the body.

He was like crazy, and his left hand was hooked up, and his true energy led the Tianlang stick into his hand. He looked at the angrily man Wujiu who was lying on the ground in front of him.

The Demon Lord shouted:

"I don't need you to save me! I don't need you to give mercy! I'm not your disciple! I came here to kill you!

You crazy! You crazy!!!”

He roared, holding the Tianlang stick and was about to hit Juzi.

But at this moment, nearly a thousand poison-tempering needles were stabbed into the body. Juzi, who should have been seriously injured, suddenly opened his eyes.

He waved his hands, and between the sound of Qiankun and Kan and Li, one left and one right, hit Ai Dacha's unprepared chest.

The Qingyang Demon Lord was blown away and crashed into the rockery more than ten feet away in a mess, smashing the rockery to pieces.

He looked in front of him in disbelief.

Wujiu Juzi jumped up from the ground like nothing happened.

The sleeve of the quaint long gown on his left arm was torn apart by a hidden weapon. Under the moonlight, there was a metal-like luster on the skin that was full of cow hair needles.

Ai Dacha's eyes widened at this moment, and he didn't even care about the reality that he was seriously injured by the giant.

He bleeded blood and shouted:

"You...you have used that forbidden technique too!"
Chapter completed!