Left and right, he was hit by Xiang Zhuang more than ten times in just one breath, and his strength penetrated through his body, and Gou Chen's injury was even more serious.

Xiang Zhuang's shot became more decisive and confident, and he knew that he would be the winner of this battle.

Although he paid the price of a ground-level magic weapon and a Native Martial Sect, if he could capture or kill the demon lord alive, then this price was really not too big.

Not to mention the dark flowers promised by Wang Fuling and the Heavenly Governor, there are many things worth digging up just for the Demon Lord Gou Chen himself.

For example, where did the inheritance of the demon lord Gou Chen come from, why he was able to contain the blood with his body without being eroded, and what was the secret of triggering the Nine Heavens Thunder and cutting down thousands of miles.

This is a great treasure house in itself, and this treasure house will soon become the cornerstone of the Xiang family, which makes Xiang Zhuang not excited.

Another palm imprint on the chest of the demon lord Gou Chen, causing the tall and thin man in the star robe to fall into the ruins like a meteor.

The proud Xiang Zhuang slowly landed, looked at the demon lord who was struggling to get up, and fell with one foot.

"Click!"

The spine dragon that was already full of cracks was completely broken, and Xiang Zhuang grabbed the head of the demon lord Gou Chen and grabbed it from the ground.

"I didn't expect that the Demon Lord of Gou Chen, who dominates the world, would be planted in my hands. ”

With inexplicable excitement and pride, Xiang Zhuang completely let down his guard and said proudly.

The spine dragon is the center of the body, and if the dragon is broken, it is to cut off the connection between the martial artist and the spiritual power of the dantian, and to control the dantian with the soul, the speed is too slow and the movement is too big, and Xiang Zhuang has a hundred means to stop it.

So right now, this mud-like demon lord Gou Chen can't turn over any storms at all.

"I want to see what the world-famous demon lord Gou Chen looks like. ”

The victor who has the advantage always wants to satisfy his curiosity first, Xiang Zhuang, who grabbed the head of the demon lord, shook his right hand slightly, and uncovered the mask on the demon lord's face, revealing a delicate and resolute face inside.

Although he had imagined the appearance of countless demon lords in his heart, such a young appearance was something that Xiang Zhuang did not expect.

And what he didn't expect was that the demon lord, who was like mud, was actually laughing!

That smile is like the pride of an old hunter who has waited all his life and finally seen the big goods into the pit.

Xiang Zhuang's heart was furious, and the Xunfeng Qi in his body was agitated, and he planned to leave the original position again, but the Xunfeng Qi erupted violently, but it only lifted the short hair in front of Tang Luo's forehead.

The shortage of spiritual power made it impossible for Tang Luo to perform many of his stunts, including Star Swirl, who had to be half an arm's length away from him if he wanted to attract a strong man like Xiang Zhuang.

Therefore, Tang Luo wants to gamble, and the gambling village will be curious about the identity of the demon lord, and the gambling village will feel that the living demon will be more valuable than the dead.

He bet right, Xiang Zhuang finally wanted to maximize the benefits when he had the advantage, and ignored the possible risks.

"That kick, you should step on the head. ”

Tang Luo's white teeth were still bloodshot, and the demon lord of the big dragon who had broken his spine was like a ghost, grinning at Xiang Zhuang.

The Blood River Divine Sword, which contained a large amount of his own essence blood and divine blood, spewed out from Tang Luo's mouth, cutting off the proud Xiang Zhuang's head.

Although the peak of the fierce realm who was unwilling to be unwilling died, the fierce soul flew out of the god house, wanting to die with Tang Luo.

Then, naturally, there was no then.

Tang Luo, who fell to the ground with the headless corpse, let out a long sigh of relief, and tied the cracked spine dragon together at will with the star core spirit bundle net, and then poured three points of casting labor with the innate qi of the two people, and struggled to stand up.

Before the injury, to repair an injury such as the collapse of the spine dragon, it would have to be done for a day with the innate qi of the two minds, but now it only takes a few simple steps to be able to stand up, and this progress is amazing.

It's just that although he can stand up, the spine dragon with many holes is still a good thing, not to mention a fierce physical competition, and it is difficult to even bend over and twist.

At the very least, you have to let the innate qi nourish for an hour before you have a chance to recover three or four percent of your combat strength.

Therefore, now I can only pray that the martial arts sect that has no calf is amazing, and can give myself a little more time to breathe.

Tang Luo, who had bent down with difficulty to pick up the mask from the ground, had just brought the mask back to his face, when he felt a wave of spiritual power from far and near, and raised his head, wasn't it the Xiang Family Martial Sect who had broken his leg.

It was even more uncomfortable than eating flies, Tang Luo felt that he was really unlucky, and he was sorry for this lucky E if he didn't reincarnate a spearman.

I begged for a thousand invitations, but the time when the other party came back was still so coincidental, and there was no time to hide for him.

At present, the lower body technique is greatly disqualified because of the problem of the spine dragon, and the blood that Shura Shenxin has accumulated in these days has also been squeezed out.

There are still a lot of innate qi, but most of them are used to assist spiritual power to maintain the spine and suppress chest injuries.

Well, except for the self-detonation of the soul and the end of the soul, there is no room at all?

After carefully examining his own situation, Tang Luo could only come to such a conclusion in the end, but compared to being slaughtered by others, it was not bad.

With this state of physical and spiritual power, killing the two peaks of the fierce realm, even if it is a top-level holy son, I am afraid that it is only such a level of combat power, right?

Before he died, he made a fair and objective evaluation of his combat power, Tang Luo raised his head and slowly rose into the air, intending to shine one last wave.

But after finding that Wu Zong, who had broken his leg, glanced here, he had to perform the essence and blood escape technique again and ran away.

Even with Tang Luo's eyesight, he could see the panic in the eyes of the Martial Sect with the broken leg, as well as the pale face.

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Looking at the cloud shadow that disappeared into the sky in a breath, Tang Luo felt a little happy inexplicably.

After all, no one wants to die if they can live, and the other party is running in such a hurry, it should be that there is an urgent matter at home.

Turning his head to look at the headless corpse belonging to the Zhengxiang Village of the Dongying Camp on the ground behind him, Tang Luo scratched his chin where only the white bones remained, and he was very satisfied with his judgment.

On the twenty-ninth day of the first month of the first month of 1787 in the Longzhou calendar, I, Tang Luo, picked up a life.

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In the matter of practicing martial arts, the further back you go, the more you will feel that the gap is big.

As a simple example, if you go back in time, the stage with the smallest gap between the martial artists of the family and the martial artists of the Holy Land is the mortal realm.

Even the Holy Son, who was famous all over the world at this time, was pushed back to the level of the mortal realm, and he was not much stronger than the martial artists of the family.

It's like the top scholars and ordinary students, who retire to the first and second grades of elementary school, and there will be many glorious moments when they get a tie.

The same is true for martial arts, the further you go, the bigger the gap, the so-called strength and weakness are such a realistic and cruel thing.

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