Chapter 63 What a real world

  Three foxes are against Zhao Xiayang, one burning blood and the other resisting energy.

   Immortals fight and mortals suffer. Although practitioners are not so exaggerated, they can only dodge when they fight in the Baodan realm, and in the foundation building stage.

  Red and white collided and roared, and the airflow rolled up was full of momentum, knocking everyone present to the ground repeatedly.

Hu San's bravery for a moment, broke out with physical strength no less than that of Zhao Xiayang, but he is a Dharma cultivator after all, and long-range field control is his strong point, and his melee experience is far inferior to Zhao Xiayang's. .

  When Zhao Xiayang beat Hu San fatly, from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Chu He leading the team to break out of the siege and arrived at the center of the trapping dragon formation. He smiled dismissively and didn't care.

  Unable to use his cultivation base, even he couldn't destroy the eyes of the formation, so why should Chu He in the foundation establishment period?

   Ridiculously overwhelming!

  If Chu He is willing to die for the country with his own body, risking his life, and using drive as a magic weapon in his hole, Zhao Xiayang doesn't mind watching another annihilation.

   Chu He did have the idea of ​​fighting to the death, but he was not the first person to die.

In front of the invisible defense, a Xuanyin slayer took out all the flying knives in the Qiankun bag, and was swept away by the spirit vein and turned into flying ash in the next second, and another slain stepped forward. Shadow, smashed all the flying knives at the eye of the formation in one breath.

  The fire roared continuously.

  If there is a blood bar at this time, you will see the continuous -1, -1, -1...

   That's all, nothing more.

  As the last dead man turned into fly ash, Chu He took a deep breath, and it was his turn.

  At this moment, Chu He was holding a powerful crossbow in his hand. The arms and strings of the crossbow were all pitch-black, and the arrows of the crossbow were hidden, with a ray of cold star hidden.

  This crossbow is called "Breaking Gang Crossbow", and it is driven by mana. The purely handmade crossbow arrows break through air and armor, with amazing penetration power, and the explosion power is amazing after hitting the target.

  Theoretically, this crossbow stepped into the range of the magic weapon with one foot, but did not step in completely.

Because ordinary monks can use it with a little training, and the hit rate is good. This magic weapon, which is not a magic weapon, makes the monks hate it. I seldom carry it around, and only take it out to show off when the middle door is facing each other.

"Wait a moment."

   Just when Chu He was about to make a move, Lu Bei rushed up with the wind under his feet, glanced at the pitch-black crossbow arrows, and shook his head to stop Chu He from committing suicide.

   Cannon fodder can die, but it cannot be worthless.

  Lu Bei is very convinced that the Pogang crossbow can't do anything about the array eye defense, without him, the confidence comes from Zhao Xiayang. Xuan Yinsi knelt down three dead men in a row, Chu He even showed his cards, Zhao Xiayang was still only interested in Hu San, and he was calm and unhurried, making it clear that he had the bottom of his heart.

   "Your Excellency, Chu doesn't have much time. If you have any advice, please come quickly." Chu He spoke quickly.

"This crossbow arrow can be used as the final blow. It's too early to kill its spirit first." Lu Bei raised his knife and pointed at the invisible defense. He makes all kinds of choices.

   Having said that, the four spirit crystals that activate the formation are really big, so they should be worth a lot of money.

   "The three commanders of the fox..."

   "It's okay, your boss is a fox, it's so easy to die."

   Lu Bei turned his head and saw that it was indeed the case. Hu San was hammered on the ground by Zhao Xiayang as a sandbag, 50-50, and at least he could last a day and a night.

"Your Excellency is right. Chu has been taught. If I take the first step, I will hand over this crossbow to Your Excellency." Chu He didn't dare to be careless, feeling sorry for his boss, picked up the long knife on the ground, and slashed it with brute force. Down.

-

  1, -1, -1——

  Lu Bei is also unambiguous, with Wujin straight sword in hand, arms dancing like windmills, and the base value output of double 200+ speed is strong and long.

-

  3, -3, -3——

   Zhao Xiayang, who beat Hu San hard, had a ferocious smile, seeing Lu Bei and Chu He's scraping attacks from the corner of his eye, he couldn't hold back for an instant. His face darkened, he slapped Feihu San with his big foot, turned around and went straight to the front of the formation.

  Water drips through stone, and the incompleteness really makes two reckless men.

   Whoosh!

  A mass of red air blocked the way, and Hu San stood in front of Zhao Xiayang with a bruised nose and a swollen face: "Master Zhao, the round between you and me is not over yet, so have fun with me!"

   "A dog thief seeks death."

  Zhao Xiayang snorted heavily, exhaled white sword energy and pierced Hu San's eyebrows, then raised his arms up, his rock-like muscles suddenly tensed, opened the way with his elbows, and shot Hu San's heart veins and other vital points with his elbows.

  In an instant, the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves resounded through the air, and Chu He, who was slashing a knife violently in the distance, was affected, and his figure unavoidably staggered.

  Hu San stood in front of Lu Bei and Chu He, facing him with sword aura, gritted his teeth and raised his arms to block, blood and flesh flew, and the blood that was not much in his body lost a lot at once.

   Before it was over, Husan was beaten like a torrential wind and rain, and Hu San was beaten for only five seconds, his mind was dizzy, his muscles were uncontrollably dissipated, and his whole body was floating in the air like a broken sack to be beaten.

  Boom!

  Red Shadow flew at top speed and passed Chu He, who was crazily wielding a sword. His heart sank, and he didn't even think about kicking away Lu Bei who was next to him. He hid his broken crossbow behind him, and waited for Zhao Xiayang with his sword on one arm.

   "How dare you!"

  Zhao Xiayang roared to kill, wrapped his heavy fist in the strong wind and smashed the long knife, then put his five fingers together, and stabbed Chu He's chest with a hand knife.

  The blood is high.

  Hand knife pierces through the heart!

   "Chu He!"

  Hu San flew upside down and smashed into the stone wall. Seeing Chu He's heart-piercing scene, his eyes were about to burst, and he roared and rushed towards Zhao Xiayang.

   "The remnants of the green gang should be punished."

  Chu He suffered chest pains, and his facial features were distorted and ferocious. He clasped Zhao Xiayang's arm buried in his chest with five fingers, and the other hand hidden behind pulled down the crossbow trigger.

  Powered by mana, the Pogang arrow went straight to the invisible defense at the eye of the array.

  Zhao Xiayang's face was frosty, and there was a crackling sound, and several gaps were cracked in the air-membrane-like invisible defense, and then, the blazing fire came, engulfing him and Chu He in an instant.

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  500

  Boom!

  The huge fireball lifted into the sky, and the shock wave swept the audience.

   Hu San who was rushing forward was blown away by the thunderous air current, and was secretly saddened. He was sad and angry that the disciple of Qingshuimen who followed the wrong boss was deaf in both ears, and fell around screaming.

   Lu Bei, who was the closest and kicked away by Chu He, didn't feel any better. He fell to the side of the stone wall, propped up his upper body with his arms, and gasped for hot air.

  [You are attacked, after the judgment, the health value after deducting the defense -500]

  Lu Bei ignored the prompt, and stared blankly at the central area of ​​the explosion. A cannon fodder sacrificed by a teammate, which was barely regarded as a teammate, had a great impact on him.

   Good real world!

  What a tragic tough guy!

  Chu He has flesh and blood...

   Is it really just a set of data?

   "Chu He..."

  Hu San staggered to his feet, hesitantly walking towards the edge of the sea of ​​flames, unable to hide his grief, and didn't want to check whether Chu He still had a body left.

   "Don't be sad, he wants to take Zhao to die with him. Mr. Zhao has a lot, not only forgiving him, but also keeping a part of him before he is annihilated."

In the sea of ​​flames, Zhao Xiayang exploded with energy and overturned the ruins on his body, his hair was disheveled and he was extremely embarrassed. Seeing that the invisible defense was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then threw a severed arm: "Xuan Yinsi's dog paw is almost ripe, Commander Fox Three, don’t you want to enjoy it while it’s hot?”

  Seeing the stumps under his feet, Hu San's pupils shrank rapidly, the whites of his scarlet eyes were full of violence, his murderous intent rose, and the red steam all over his body soared, and he punched Zhao Xiayang directly in the face.

   "Ru Qian, you deserve to punch!"

Just in case Hu San attacked the eye defense, Zhao Xiayang rushed forward, his five fingers turned into claws, and received the blow of hatred, exerting strength with his arm, he pressed Hu San to kneel down a little bit: "You say I am a remnant of youth, okay, then Please ask Master Qingwei of Xuanyin Division to give me three prostrations and nine kowtows for this rebel!"

   Hu San growled and propped himself up, his tightly clenched fists creaked, and his flesh and blood were bloody.

  On the other side, Lu Bei also saw the half of the arm thrown by Zhao Xiayang, and his blood rushed to his head, and he sprinted to the front of the formation. He held the Wujin straight knife horizontally in both hands, the veins in his neck were protruding, and the muscles in his arms were squirming and tense. He roared and concentrated all his strength on the blade.

  The tiger howled and the dragon groaned, the blade wrapped in pure white air waves to vent on the invisible defense.

   Click!

   Wujin's straight knife broke, and the invisible defense was oppressed by the last straw. It shattered and exploded like a mirror, revealing the center eye.

   "The little thief wants to die!"

  (end of this chapter)