The giant hand fell, startling layers of qi. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Faced with such a situation, Sun Changkong is powerless, with his current injured state, it is good to be able to protect himself, and it is simply wishful thinking to contend with it.

Looking at Zhi'er standing in front of him, he showed a look of eagerness, and the evil qi around his body sinked and rose with his breathing, sounding like a sleeping giant beast, which could wake up at any time.

"You're dead, I'm going to roll you two into hemp rope!"

The Ten Thousand Bat King, who was hiding among the many bats, suddenly spoke. It's just that unlike before, his voice is really hoarse at this time, and he has lost his previous vitality. His breath was very short, as if he was going to stop in the next second.

"This guy is weird!"

Although he didn't know what kind of secret technique the Ten Thousand Bat King used to reawaken these dead bat corpses, Sun Changkong always felt that there was a faint weirdness in it. Perhaps, after mastering the secret, he will also know the death hole of the Ten Thousand Bat King, so that even if he fights hand-to-hand, he has some confidence.

But now, he has to pin all his hopes on Zhi'er, a child who is less than a weak crown.

"You're going to have to hold on!"

Sun Changkong prayed in his heart, and then looked ahead. At this time, I saw Zhi'er with a radiant face, full of energy, and a smile on his mouth, showing a confident appearance. Facing the huge palm that covered the sky, he slowly spread his arms, closed his eyes lightly, and raised his head slightly upward. At the same time, the thick evil aura that had been haunting her surroundings suddenly became agitated, and Sleeping Beauty became a bloodthirsty demon, ready to attack.

But it is not in a hurry, it should be said that Zhi'er is still calm. He looked at the giant palm as if he were watching a rare beetle insect in the forest, and there was a hint of virginity on his face.

However, his eyes betrayed his original intention.

It was a pair of blood-red pupils. The center of the pupil has been completely engulfed by endless killing intent, and all that remains is emptiness and coldness.

He looked at everything, people, demons, beasts, demons, even immortals. In his eyes, any killing move is just as childish as playfulness.

Zhi'er finally made a move.

For some reason, Sun Changkong was looking forward to Zhi'er's move more than the Ten Thousand Bat King above. He could have stayed out of the way and been a bystander. But right now, Sun Changkong would rather go into battle to face himself, and he is very curious about how much gap there is between himself now and Zhi'er in this state.

At the same time as Zhi'er made a move, the phantom beast formed by the condensation of countless evil qi struck out with a terrifying momentum. Under this powerful momentum, even the self-confident Ten Thousand Bat Kings couldn't help but be stunned. Where is this orc, he clearly knows that the Lord is a demon with ten thousand essences.

"Boom!"

The tremendous power was vented on the batman, directly blasting the latter into an almost large-scale hole. The dead bats fell one after another, and before they could hit the ground, they were burned to ashes by the vigorous evil energy that had invaded their bodies. And the gap, because of the influence of the evil qi, could not be recovered, and the poor bat could only keep filling the gap by committing suicide in order to delay the leakage of the evil qi.

In this way, the two sides were deadlocked for half a pillar of incense, and the Ten Thousand Bat King had lost no less than a thousand elites, and finally had to choose a strong man to break his wrist and retain most of his strength.

The fallen arm suddenly collapsed, and the remnants of the bat army chose to return to the main body for the Ten Thousand Bat King to dispatch.

But these simple-minded little guys don't know that they are already carriers of bad luck at this time, and wherever they go, they will bring with them the evil qi that has not been activated in their bodies but may explode at any time. In order to prevent it from catching fire, the Ten Thousand Bat King had to drive the huge body and continue to slaughter the bats that came until they did not dare to come again.

"Damn! Damn! Even if I fight hard today, I'm going to break you to pieces!"

The Ten Thousand Bat King has gone completely mad and completely lost his mind. There was only one thought in his head, and that was revenge. Not for himself, but also for so many dead bats and bats.

Under the control of his mind, the severed arm was born again from his body. But unlike before, now the front of the arm is not a hand, but an axe-shaped weapon. Before Zhi'er could take back the evil qi in the air, the Ten Thousand Bat King had already arrived with his troops, and launched a stormy attack on the other party with the method of slashing with a violent wind.

The Bat King's attacks are ruthless, leaving every move and every move powerless, designed to kill the enemy. Compared to Zhi'er, his coldness can be completely ignored.

Zhi'er uses his hands, flesh and blood, and even with an embroidery needle, he can easily pierce it. But what if it was replaced by swords, guns, swords, halberds, and monster beasts gathered by countless bats?

"Huh!"

"Huh!"

After a glance, Zhi'er had already dodged behind the enemy. His palm was surrounded by a faint film of air, which seemed ordinary, but it could radiate a sharp edge that should only be possessed by cold weapons. Looking at the right arm of the Ten Thousand Bat King, the axe-shaped weapon at the end had been cut off from a piece, and only a half-fallen blade remained.

Click on the surface, use your own strength, attack the weakness of the other, this is the concept of Zhi'er. In this way, the Ten Thousand Bat King has no chance of winning, and if he continues to fight, he will only be defeated.

However, as the king of the bats, he still has the spirit of the original king, how can such a noble self surrender to an ant? With only one blade, he swung three moves in a row, killing and vicious.

However, Zhi'er already has the secret to winning this battle, as long as his hand knife does not stop, the Ten Thousand Bat King will not want to hurt him for half a point.

After the three slashes, the right arm of the Ten Thousand Bat King was only the elbow up, and all the weapons on the end had been wiped out, even the individual bats on it were not spared.

Just when Sun Changkong thought that the other party was about to give up, the incision of the broken arm of the Ten Thousand Bat King suddenly swelled up, and a large wave of bat tide burst out like a blowout, and the previous vacancy was repaired in an instant, and a cylindrical hammer head with black light was rebuilt at the wrist. Since the slash can't work, then simply use the absolute power advantage to overwhelm the enemy. This is the idea of the Ten Thousand Bat King at this moment.

I have to admit that the Ten Thousand Bat King is indeed different from ordinary people, and this unyielding battle alone is enough to make the juniors like Sun Changkong sincerely admire and admire.

But respect is respect, and in the face of strength, any false name is in vain.

This time, Zhi'er did not choose to fight head-on, but wrestled with it, like a sparrow and a grasshopper, jumping and flying in every place where he could dodge.

It seems that he has seen a rare turnaround, and at this time, the Ten Thousand Bat King seems to be really hardworking, and the frequency of attacks is getting faster and faster, and the rainstorm is as dense as a pear blossom. Gradually, his hammer head has become an evil black scythe, and it will go wherever it lives. And Zhi'er survived in this dense "black net", seeing Sun Changkong's mood ups and downs, and his heart was about to jump out of the body.

Although he didn't face the battle, he was even more nervous than Zhi'er, as if he was now tied to Zhi'er's life, and his whole body was affected.

Finally, in the process of landing on the ground, Zhi'er accidentally slipped and fell to the ground because she didn't see the terrain clearly. A strange laugh came out of the mouth of the Ten Thousand Bat King, the weapons on his arms have changed an unknown number of types, and now they are in a state of four different things like hammers and not hammers, like guns and not guns, attacking Zhi'er on the ground. He could almost imagine waiting for the other party's liver and brain to be smeared on the ground and blood to flow streams.

For the impending crisis, Zhi'er didn't seem to realize that there was still a trace of innocence among the two red moves, like waking up from a dream.

"Not good, be careful!"

Sun Changkong wanted to stop it too late. Just a snap of a finger. He clearly saw that Zhi'er had returned to his previous look, and he didn't have that innocent face. But there is only one such shot, and the next second it is convenient to return to the previous state of murder, and the evil breath in the palm is as thick as porridge.

"Bang!"

At the same time that the Ten Thousand Bat King used almost all his strength, the strange weapon crashed to the ground. But what is surprising is that the power of terror has not been exchanged for considerable destructive power, and even the ground has not changed due to external forces. Instead, at the tip of his arm, in the center of the hammer, there was a hole the thickness of a man.

What exactly is inside the hollow, whether Zhi'er is dead or alive, everything is still unknown. In this case, the Ten Thousand Bat King could have retreated first, and then made a decision depending on the situation.

But human curiosity is powerful, and he can drive a person to do something that ordinary people will never try in their lifetime. For example, killing people, taking drugs, and even eating durian and setting off firecrackers. The Ten Thousand Bat King is not out of the ordinary, and even his curiosity is two or three points stronger than others. The more unknown and dangerous things are, the more he has to experience them. At the instigation of the curious ghost, he slowly poked his head into the hollow, then looked inside.

Zhi'er seemed to have guessed this moment, so he flew out of the cave without any hesitation, hitting the head of the huge bat body like a bullet, and the Ten Thousand Bat King screamed miserably, and a large number of bats swept up in response, covering the inner wall of the cave from time to time.

The moment he saw the body of the Ten Thousand Bat King, Sun Changkong knew what a respectable life was.

Without the support of many subordinates, the Ten Thousand Bat King at this time was like a skeleton, and there was no flesh and skin on his body, only a pile of white bones remained, as well as the important organs that maintained vital signs.

His head is still there, but it's better not to be there. The heavenly spirit cover on the top was gone, and the brain marrow inside was torn out, dyeing half of his face red.

In order to perform this trick, he used his body as a sacrifice, just to make all the bats in the cave obey the dispatch. But just now, Zhi'er used the momentum of breaking the sky to directly destroy his central nervous system, causing the failure and collapse of the Ten Thousand Bat Body, and finally the success was lost.

Sun Changkong looked at the other party, and for some reason his eyes were blurred, and tears fell without concealment.

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