urban fascination

Chapter 660: Facing the proud strong alone

Xiao Lou was injured and fell to the ground, seriously injured.

When Zhihao watched, Xiao Lou was injured by the saber energy of the old man in Xuanyi, or the blade of the Desperate Sword hurt Xiao Lou.Blood flowed from Xiaolou's chest and fell to the ground like plum blossoms on the snow.

Da Liu's eyes were red, and he rushed forward screaming.

"Wait a minute!" The old man in black shouted, the fighting stopped, and there was another moment of peace.

The old man in Xuanyi looked directly at Zhihao, "Young man, you are pretty good at it, you have nothing to do here, why bother to get into this troubled water?"

Zhihao replied coldly, "I, Zhang Zhihao, are my brother's affairs."

"Very good, enough spirit." The old man in Xuanyi nodded slightly, with a cold expression on his face, "Then let's start, but think about it, so far, no one has escaped from the old man's soul-destroying knife."

Zhihao didn't move, just quietly looked at the old man in Xuanyi.

Zhihao's brain is spinning rapidly, trying to find a way to defeat the enemy.

Hidden weapon, or gun?Zhihao shook his head secretly, for a cultivator who has reached such a level, it seems that these methods have lost their effect.

The hidden weapon, the offensive weapon cast secretly, is more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but the opponent is absolutely strong, Zhihao secretly shook his head.

If the opponent suddenly strikes when they are not prepared, there may be a slight chance of winning. For the sake of fighting, how can every move be hidden from those sharp eagle eyes?Even if it is concealed and placed coldly, it will not have much effect, Zhihao thought to himself, listening to the sound to identify the position, after cultivating to a certain level, the sensitivity of the feeling is unimaginable, I believe that before the hidden weapon arrives, it has already been shrouded by the dark red knife light .

Even if he doesn't have a sharp weapon in his hand, with the spiritual energy adjusted to the extreme, he has already protected his whole body like a copper wall and an iron wall.The fact that Xiao Lou was injured firstly shows the strength of the old man in Xuanyi, and secondly shows that Xiao Lou is the weakest among the three.

Zhihao suddenly understood that when he was fighting with Da Liu, the reason why Xiao Lou hadn't put a hidden weapon by his side was that it might be due to sympathy.

Facing the strong, there is only one word: strong!

He is strong, you are stronger than him, otherwise you have no chance of winning, you can only sit and wait.

But now Zhihao is facing a strong man he has never experienced before, can Zhihao have confidence?Now, it is no longer the time to have confidence or not, the old man in Xuanyi has already moved.

Still attacking from a weak spot, the dark red blade of the old man in Xuanyi approached Da Liu, Zhihao bullied himself to meet him, and the three of them fought together again.

Xiao Lou fell to the ground, excruciatingly painful.

The severe pain made Xiao Lou faint, and then made Xiao Lou wake up again.

Blood came out of his chest and arms, Xiao Lou tore off a few pieces of cloth, bandaged it, and the bleeding stopped.

Xiao Lou tried to stand up, but then fell limply on the ground.On the ground, there were three people lying on the ground, among the six people fighting for life and death in front of the cliff, three people had already fallen to the ground, more than half of them were injured or injured.

Immediately, Da Liu was injured.

Big Liu's injury was much lighter than Xiao Lou's, obviously because his defense ability had declined, and he was injured by the saber energy of the old man in Xuanyi.Zhihao was secretly startled, Da Liu covered his chest with his hands, and with a pained expression on his face, he shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Internal injuries are far more terrifying than external injuries, a trace of fear flashed through Zhihao's head.

For traumatic injuries, timely and effective rescue will lead to quick recovery. For internal injuries, if the injury is serious, it will take more than a month to recover. Serious damage to vitality is a taboo for practitioners.

Zhihao rushed forward to protect Da Liu, but Da Liu swayed and stood firmly.

Obviously, Da Liu has lost his fighting power, if he can barely hold on, he will only be injured more severely, Zhihao's head is stunned, and he looks coldly at the old man in black clothes, the soul-stirring knife of the old man in black clothes is hanging down. Stand by your side, will your opponent stop? .

Zhihao shook his head secretly, there was absolutely no such possibility, this was not a simple competition, now he had to face the old man in black alone, a strong man he had never seen before, standing in front of him like a mountain peak.

The old man in Xuanyi said proudly, "Now I give you the last chance. If you go back with the old man, you can save your life, otherwise..."

Otherwise..., what else does it mean? It means that Da Liu and Xiao Lou are separated from each other.

Da Liu resolutely looked at the old man in black with a cold expression on his face. He didn't nod or shake his head. In fact, it was a decisive signal that there was absolutely no such possibility. Life or death had to be fought until the last moment.

Life means walking dead, lingering; death may be a kind of relief.

"I'll ask you again..." Before the old man in Xuanyi could finish speaking, Da Liu burst out "No!", before he finished speaking, another mouthful of blood spewed out, with drops of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Very good, very good." The old man in Xuanyi nodded proudly, "I will help you!"

Zhihao saw that the arm of the old man in black moved slightly, and the soul-destroying knife flashed dark red, and slowly lifted it up. This was a signal to fight. Next, there will be another vicious fight, where blood and flesh will fly, or ashes will be wiped out. .

There is no need to think about anything now, and there is no time to think about anything, but Zhihao still thought about it calmly, only in the gestures.

Obviously, the old man in Xuanyi has no intention of taking his own life yet. Maybe it was his turn to lose his head after Liu and Xiao Lou were killed. In the fight just now, Zhihao already felt that the old man in Xuanyi was just to him. To deal with it, I never tried my best, as long as I can't get close to him, I just ignore him. The intention of the old man in Xuanyi is very clear, and he will attack each one, and he will never cover everything.

Killer, killer is the simplest and smartest way to fight, never waste a little bit of energy and spend energy on irrelevant people, unless it is absolutely necessary, or it is sure to win.

So now, it is the duty of Zhihao to do his best.

It wasn't that Zhihao didn't try his best just now, the masters were fighting together, it was difficult to use it, the old man in black went straight to Liu, and the protection was so tight, Zhihao only acted as a side helper.

The helper and the main player are clearly defined in the season of master duel, just like when Liu and Zhihao were fighting together, Xiao Lou couldn't help.This is also Zhihao's skill, barely grabbing some of the energy of the old man in Xuanyi, otherwise Liu's situation will be even more dangerous.

Another point is explained from the side, the old man in black clothes is too big, so far, he has not really paid attention to the young man in front of him, although in the eyes of the old man, this young man's skills are indeed extraordinary.

Consciousness, just within a second, or less than a second, turned in Zhihao's brain again, Zhihao suddenly realized that it was time to act by himself, the real test was right in front of him, and he would face a fantasy alone. Not so strong.

Zhihao's blood boiled, with a kind of excitement that was eager to try. Zhihao had to face the potential that only warriors possessed, and Zhihao had to face it alone. other.

Out of morality and the heartache of losing his right-hand man in the future, Zhihao has no way out.

Zhihao stopped drinking with a sound, the bell rang loudly, and the snowflakes hanging on the cliff fell one after another.

"Wait a minute!"

The old man in black slowly raised the blade, and then slowly lowered it. A pair of sharp eagle eyes stared at Zhihao.

"Senior, it should be said that what happened today has nothing to do with Zhihao, but Zhihao can't just watch his brother fall in front of Zhihao. He has been living for a lifetime, and he insists on a word of righteousness. The word of righteousness takes the lead, and Zhihao has no choice but to face death. Fight!" Zhihao looked directly at the old man in Xuanyi, neither overbearing nor humble.

"Very good, very good, this old man will help you, on the way to Huangquan, go to accompany the old man's subordinates." The old man in Xuanyi said proudly.

Zhihao turned his head, "Da Liu, step back."

Da Liu looked at Zhihao indifferently and remained motionless.

Zhihao let out a low voice, full of domineering, "Brother Liu, why don't you back down?"

Big Liu shook, and slowly retreated to Xiao Lou's side, who was lying in Big Liu's arms.

Perhaps, there was still a trace of anxiety before facing it, but now it is time to face it, Zhihao is quite calm, his thoughts are secretly concentrated, to an unprecedented height, the energy around him is slowly surging, Zhihao feels From the deepest part of the body, a kind of vigor suddenly glowed, fearless and fearless, the world is the only one.

Zhihao threw off his coat, and said calmly, "Senior, please!"

The style of modesty is always at the critical moment of life and death, and it still looks like a gentleman. Is this a kindness problem, or a chronic disease of easy-going?I really don't know when I will be able to be arrogant and unrestrained, and become a hero in the world, from psychology to action, flamboyant, until arrogant.

Da Liu shouted, "Zhihao, Steel Whip."

A black shadow flashed past, Zhihao stretched out his hand and took the steel whip.Zhihao had exactly this intention. The so-called weapon is one inch long and one point stronger. When it is swung, not to mention the large body area, it also has enough deterrent power.

With a flick of Zhihao's wrist, his internal force pierced through the tip of the whip, turning the steel whip into a sword.With a movement of the old man in black clothes, the soul-stirring knife flashed dark red, and went straight to Zhihao's face, Zhihao swung his whip to meet him, the sound of metal and stone colliding...