Youth's Cultivation

Chapter 1193

"Come on!" Wang Xiaohu shouted angrily, and the limitless demon shivered, as if from the trembling of his soul, which made him unable to resist, so he could only raise his claws and push Wang Xiaohu towards the distance!

Wang Xiaohu was like flying through the clouds. He suddenly went a hundred feet away. Although the limitless demon did not attack himself, it also made his blood surge.

"Hahaha, fool, die!" Ling zhantian laughs wildly. Even under the influence of gravity magnet, he is fully confident to deal with Wang Xiaohu. After all, his body is stronger than Wang Xiaohu after five natural disasters.

Ling zhantian stabbed Wang Xiaohu with a sword, but he didn't say hello to the key. He also wanted this guy to take himself to the border in the volcanic lake. Where, maybe it was the secret source of the metamorphosis of jianwushen.

"Puff..."

When Wang Xiaohu was stabbed by a sword, his body was just biased. The spirit sword still stabbed into his chest, but missed his heart. For a cultivator, the injury is not fatal, even serious injury.

"Good hiding, but I see how many times you can hide!" Ling Zhan's eyes were excited.

"Little tower, don't do it yet!"

Wang Xiaohu shouted, and Ling zhantian's face changed. It seemed that he wanted to find the little tower.

But the next moment, a figure flew out of Wang Xiaohu's storage ring and landed on the ground with a bang.

"The power of the earth, kill fist in one step!"

The pagoda hasn't appeared since Wang Xiaohu got the big piece of gold and iron. After all, it takes a long time to fully integrate the gold and iron.

At this time, the state of the small tower is comparable to the peak of the fit state. Although it is vulnerable in the face of the robbery period, it also depends on when, here and now, the small tower is invincible.

"Spirit puppet!"

Ling zhantian's insight is naturally good.

Xiaota punches Ling zhantian on the chest. Ling zhantian instinctively wants to take back the long sword to stop xiaota's attack. However, Wang Xiaohu holds the blade in both hands and the blood drops along the spirit sword, but he doesn't mean to let go.

With Ling zhantian's physical strength, he may be able to pull back the spirit sword and even take the opportunity to waste Wang Xiaohu's hands, but the price is to be hit by the spirit puppet in his chest.

If he was outside, he could mobilize his spiritual defense, but at the moment, he could do nothing.

So Ling zhantian gave up without hesitation, no longer took care of the spirit sword, waved his fist at the small tower and wanted to fight it!

"Bang!"

The small tower and Ling zhantian flew backwards at the same time. Even the small tower fell slightly downwind and retreated seven or eight steps. However, the small tower seemed to be all right and rushed towards Ling zhantian!

Ling zhantian and the small tower are in a circle. Although they are not seriously injured, their arms are sore and numb. That's for sure. Whose body is not made of iron. Even if it is made of iron, it can't be compared with the small tower that swallowed countless materials.

"Bang..."

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

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The following picture is incomparably beautiful. A seven level spirit puppet plays the five immortals like a ball. Moreover, as the battle continues, three hell dogs catch up. This time, it will not make mistakes again, otherwise it may be destroyed by Wang Xiaohu as a spy.

Ling zhantian's physical strength is also good, but under the double blow, his limbs are broken and his body is full of holes. At the moment, his Yuanying dare not escape from his body, because this force has the same effect on Yuanying.

Once he loses the protection of his body, his Yuanying can't bear the double beating!