Xu Hao looked at Sun Biao, his big eyes narrowed into a thin line, and said in a low voice, "The situation is not good, let's fight quickly."
Sun Biao nodded, lowered his body, stepped back with his right foot, and the branches in his hands crackled under the impact of his Kun Qi.
Xu Hao then put the two fingers of his right hand into his mouth and blew hard, causing the three black horses to rush towards the two of them.
"You guys, are you so anxious to see the King of Hell?"
After saying that, the infantry commander raised his giant ax and flew over.
But Sun Biao remained motionless on the spot, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. Looking at the attacking infantry commander, he took a deep breath of the cigarette that was about to burn out in his mouth and murmured, "I thought...
You can play for a while longer. Seeing that you are in such a hurry, I am afraid that you are a relative of the King of Hell, so I will send you to visit your relatives."
As soon as he finished speaking, the infantry commander flashed in front of Sun Biao, and his axes instantly exploded with bloody Kun Qi like fire.
"Double black dragon axes. Slash with huge force!"
The pair of giant axes struck down hard with the powerful air current, and the surrounding leaves rustled under the impact of Kun Qi. The corners of the infantry commander's mouth slightly raised, thinking that no one had ever survived such a blow.
Sun Biao remained motionless, looking briefly at the face of the infantry commander, as if he didn't pay attention to this fatal blow.
"Boy, you are too anxious."
"The middle door is wide open, as if the widow is telling me that her door is unlocked."
After saying this, Sun Biao pointed the branch in his hand directly at the infantry commander's right flank.
Seeing Sun Biao's movements, the infantry commander swung his arms down faster, thinking that my black armor is not so hard that a broken branch like yours can break it!
Sun Biao also noticed this, raised his wrist, and pointed the branch from the right rib to the stinger's armpit.
"Kun Qi. Sprint"
The veins on Sun Biao's right wrist popped out, and the Kun Qi lingering on the branches gathered at the tips of the branches, and a green light suddenly appeared.
His wrist flicked like a rattlesnake, stinging the person's armpit.
The commander's armpits were instantly covered with flesh and blood, blood spattered on Sun Biao's messy beard, and a pitiful howl resounded through the deep forest.
But Sun Biao's offensive was not over yet.
Sun Biao took advantage of the situation and raised his left hand, kicked the ground with his right foot, channeled his energy into his palm, and went straight to the second level to sting his chest.
"Kun Jin. Rushing Palm."
With a bang, the pain shot straight into the heart of Class B Sting, and the force of this palm was so strong that it directly shattered Class B Sting's black breastplate.
Sun Biao's palm turned into a fist, and veins suddenly appeared in his arm. He took advantage of the situation and leaned back an inch, and his left fist burst out instantly.
"Kun Jin. Cun Fist"
As soon as the punch came out, the edge of the punch was embedded in Class B Zhi's chest.
There was another wail, and the Class B Stinger in front of him was unable to withstand the force of the punch in mid-air, and was blown away several feet away.
The infantry commander hit the ground hard, and the surrounding soil was splashed. Blood poured out of his mouth, and even breathing became a little difficult.
Damn, what kind of monster is this old man? His moves were actually seen through, and Kun Jin mastered this old man's Kun Qi so skillfully.
The infantry commander tried to stand up again, but pain spread all over his body. The body he had just propped up fell again. As the body exerted force, the blood from his mouth continued to flow out uncontrollably.
The surrounding Stingers infantry turned pale when they saw this, and some of the timid Stingers' legs began to tremble non-stop. They all took a few steps back in unison, not daring to move forward.
A few brave stingers rushed forward to help the leader, regardless of their own lives.
Sun Biao didn't even look at it. He slowly took out the waterproof bag in his ragged clothes, picked up a cigarette, slowly lit it with his bright silver lighter, took a deep breath, and looked at the man lying on the ground quietly.
Level B Sting said, "You are not the owner of these axes, right?"
"His last master was more difficult to deal with than you."
The infantry commander's face darkened instantly when he heard Sun Biao's words, and he spat out a pool of blood again.
The infantry commander stared at the ragged old man in front of him. He was obviously already in his prime, but he still had such a strong Kun Qi.
Who is this old man?
He looked Sun Biao up and down, and his bloody eyes couldn't help but focus on Sun Biao's waist.
What?!
The infantry commander couldn't believe what he saw. His blood-red pupils were so frightened that he didn't know how many times they had dilated. He seemed to have forgotten the severe pain just now. He couldn't believe it and rubbed his eyes with his bloody hands, trying to take a closer look.
identify.
Before he could put down his hand, Sun Biao mounted the black horse and galloped away with Xu Hao.
The stinger beside the commander asked in a panic, "Commander, are you still chasing me?"
The infantry commander ignored it, or he didn't come to his senses at all. He was still carefully identifying the two ancient green-glazed knives on Sun Biao's waist in his mind. If they were really those two knives, if they were really those two knives...
.
The infantry commander did not dare to continue thinking about it. After all, he was not sure whether he had clearly seen the two sabers on Sun Biao's waist.
"Commander, commander!"
It wasn't until he heard the call of the soldiers beside him that the infantry commander came back to his senses. After thinking carefully, he slowly said, "The soldiers are divided into two groups. You follow them behind. You have also seen the strength of that old man. Neither am I."
His opponent, just follow him, don't be discovered, and report your whereabouts to me at any time."
"The rest of you follow me back to Flower City. I have important things to report to the Holy Lord."
After that, the two groups of stingers rushed in different directions.
The afterglow of the sun gradually faded in this deep forest, and the setting sun hit the blood-soaked land.
The partridge stood on the stinging man's body and was not in a hurry to enjoy the delicious dinner. Instead, he stiffly looked up at the sunset.
This sunset is so beautiful yet desolate.
The closed eyes slowly opened, Lin Heng finished recalling, tasting the feeling of death, and couldn't help but wonder why there was no feeling of death at all. He slowly looked at the dark sky, wondering if this was the heaven of the Palace of Hell.
is black?
His eyes moved slightly to the crutch he was holding tightly in his right hand, eh? This underworld has not confiscated my equipment? Is it because I have too many merits and let me remember it? No one is here to tell me where to go.
?Am I just lying here?
"Hey! Get up. You have been lying down for almost an hour. Are you asleep?"
As soon as Lin Heng heard this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, he sat up straight and suddenly his head was hit by something unknown, and his eyes went black again.
"What are you doing! Scared me, it hurts me to death!"
Zhang Zhendong covered Zi Qing's forehead and spat.
Zhendong? Damn it? Am I not dead? Lin Heng murmured. He stood up immediately, looked around and was shocked.
Baina bag?! His grandma’s! Hahaha, I’m not dead!
Lin Heng cried with joy, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.
Before Zhang Zhendong could recover, Lin Heng rushed towards Ye Lan's tent.
Zhang Zhendong looked at Lin Heng running away with doubts on his face. He began to wonder if something had happened to his head.