Hua Chi's tail carried the clouds and mist, roared across the void, and suddenly slapped a blood wolf guard on the head.

"Bang!" The Blood Wolf Guard's head exploded like a watermelon in an instant.

However, Hua Chi's tail did not lose its strength and swept towards Qin Gen with a "whoosh" sound.

Qin Gen held a ghost-headed knife in both hands and slashed it away.

"Dang!" The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded in the valley, and sparks shot out.

Tan Gen, who seemed tall, tall, powerful, and capable of cultivating strength, suddenly fell backwards, and his sleeves burst open, revealing a pair of blood-soaked arms.

At this moment, several blood vessels in his arm muscles burst again.

Almost at the same time, one of Hua Chi's claws fell towards Pang Tianpeng.

Pang Tianpeng used a large long knife.

Seeing Hua Chi's claws falling, his pupils shrank suddenly, and all the energy and blood in his body surged toward the arms holding the sword like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

His arms suddenly seemed to be plated with a layer of brass, shining brightly in the dark valley.

The long sword suddenly erupted with dazzling light, and the blade erupted with a phantom of flames.

"Dang!" The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded again.

Groups of flames exploded like brilliant fireworks.

Pang Tianpeng's tiger's mouth was cracked, and blood slowly flowed out. His footsteps slid backwards on the ground, just like the ground plowed by an ox.

Hua Chi's claws shook and retracted, but no wounds were left.

Just as Hua Chi retracted his claws, a tall and thin figure jumped up from a high place, holding a nine-hole large ring knife in his hand.

It was Mao Zongjun, the great bone-refining martial artist from the Jinlie Sect.

Mao Zongjun was in the air, and the nine-ringed golden light of the nine-hole large-ringed sword flashed, making a sound that shocked the soul. The blade even spit out flames several meters long, whizzing and slashing directly at Hua Chi's neck.

The sword slashed down with such force and speed that the air seemed to be split open, and two air waves rolled up in both directions.

Hua Chi seemed to know the power of this sword. He shook his head and tail, rolled up the billowing clouds, and his whole body flew more than ten meters into the air. His front paws were raised high, and then he fell hard against the nine-hole large ring sword that was coming.

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"Dang! Dang!" There were two loud noises again.

Hua Chi's huge body tumbled in the air, the clouds and mist rolled, and then fell into the stream.

Mao Zongjun turned several somersaults in the air, and then with a loud bang, his legs fell to the ground.

The earth cracked and mud flew everywhere.

"This evil beast is more powerful than we imagined. We have sacrificed so many lives to drain its strength, but it is still so ferocious!" Mao Zongjun panted heavily and said to Pang Tianpeng beside him.

"As long as we can capture this Chi Chi, what does it matter if a few people die?" Pang Tianpeng glanced at the people on the ground ruthlessly and said coldly.

As he spoke, he touched his arms.

This is the hardest part of his body, but at this time, due to excessive force, the muscles cracked and a lot of blood flowed.

"Keep killing!" Pang Tianpeng shouted sternly as his hand touched the injured part, his facial muscles twisted and ferocious.

The remaining four Blood Wolf Guards rushed forward without hesitation.

They are dead soldiers trained by the Pang family!

If Pang Tianpeng wants them to die, they must die!

But Qin Gen, Sui Wufang and other Jinlie Sect disciples were hesitant.

Hua Chi was so powerful that three of his fellow disciples had already died.

"Why, don't you understand what Junior Brother Pang said?" Mao Zongjun picked up the nine-hole large ring knife and swept his eyes as cold as a knife across the other disciples.

Pang Tianpeng also raised his eyes and glanced at them coldly.

Qin Gen and the others' heads trembled, and finally they roared angrily and charged towards Hua Chi again.

Unlike Pang Tianpeng and Mao Zongjun, they do not have a strong background, and their cultivation level is even worse.

If you dare to disobey their orders, you will definitely die.

Now, if they follow orders and charge forward, there is still hope of survival. If they are lucky, they might be able to get some Chi Chi flesh and blood, and then they can hope to reach the realm of bone refining!

The brutal fighting continued.

Pang Tianpeng and Mao Zongjun would only attack with thunder at the critical moment, when Hua Chi showed a flaw, and the rest of the time they would watch the battle from the outside.

There were a total of eighteen strong men at the bone refining master level participating in the hunt this time.

Even if all the people they brought died, they had to prioritize trying to ensure that they were not seriously injured.

Otherwise, even if they hunt Hua Chi, they may not have a chance to enjoy it.

Time is passing slowly.

"Kill!" Mao Zongjun roared and slashed hard with the knife, finally landing firmly on Hua Chi's neck, and blood spurted out along the edge of the knife.

"Kill!" Almost at the same time, Pang Tianpeng slashed hard on Hua Chi's back.

At this time, all nine Blood Wolf Guards brought by Pang Tianpeng were killed or injured.

There are only three Huajin martial arts masters left among the Jin Lie Sect’s disciples.

Behind a big rock, Xiao Qing saw that Pang Tianpeng and others were about to succeed, and his eyes flashed.

If she and Qin Ziling want to reap the benefits, now is the best opportunity.

But Xiao Qing did not dare to act rashly.

Because although Mao Zongjun and Pang Tianpeng spent a lot of energy and even suffered a lot of injuries, they still retained a lot of strength, and there were also three Huajin martial arts masters around them.

Even if she and Qin Ziling join forces, the chance of winning is slim.

Even if they were lucky enough to succeed, they wouldn't be able to kill them.

Once they escape, what awaits them and the Xiao family will not only be the Pang family's revenge, but also the Jin Liemen's wrath.

The Jinlie Sect is one of the three major martial arts sects in Xiyun Prefecture, and the small Xiao family will definitely not be able to afford it.

"Go kill Pang Tianpeng!" Just when Xiao Qing was secretly regretting that she didn't dare to take action, Qin Ziling's voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Xiao Qing's delicate body trembled slightly, but just for a moment, a look of determination appeared in her eyes. She put her feet on the ground, made a few leaps, and flew over a distance of nearly a hundred meters.

Finally, he kicked off a rock with both feet.

The rock exploded violently, and debris flew everywhere.

Xiao Qing soared into the sky holding the Azure Dragon Spear that had been assembled long ago.

She was in the air, her body was like a green dragon Yao Jiao, and the spear in her hand was like an angry dragon, stabbing Pang Tianpeng in the back who was closest to her.

The spear head pierced the void, making a sharp friction sound and air waves surging wherever it passed.

The blue gun light was suffocating, particularly dazzling in the dim valley, revealing an infinitely sharp and cold murderous aura.

Pang Tianpeng felt an astonishing energy coming from behind, his face changed slightly, but he returned to normal in an instant. He reversed the long knife in his hand and slashed backwards.

"when!"

Pang Tianpeng was worthy of being a great bone-refining martial artist who was also the leader of two families. He slashed with his backhand and hit the head of the spear.

Sparks are shining.

Xiao Qing felt a terrifying force that was as hot as flames and penetrated the body of the gun. This terrifying force also contained a touch of extremely sharp power.

This force seemed tiny, but it struck like a sharp needle, making Xiao Qing feel extremely uncomfortable.

Bone strength!

Xiao Qing's pupils shrank slightly, and the energy and blood in her body rushed towards her arms like a raging river. The huge waves hit her one after another, instantly neutralizing the lethality of Pang Tianpeng's backhand knife.

His body stagnated slightly in the air, and then his legs stepped quickly in the air, as if he were stepping on the air. While he was in the air, he continued to stab Pang Tianpeng with his gun.

Pang Tianpeng just made a backhand stab. Although he was hit by the gun head, his whole body seemed to be hit by a huge wave. He slid back several meters. Then he turned around suddenly and looked at the green dragon spear that was stabbing at him again, with a look of shock on his face.

angry.

"It's you Xiao Qing! How dare you assassinate me!"

"That's right, it's me!" Xiao Qing shouted coldly, and stabbed away at an even faster speed with the spear in his hand.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Xiao Qing grabbed the green dragon spear and stabbed continuously, while Pang Tianpeng chopped again and again.

Each knife struck the head of the gun, bursting out with sparks.

"I really didn't expect that not only did you regain your strength, but your strength actually increased to such a level. No wonder you dared to participate in hunting! But you should never take action against me. You are far from reaping the benefits of being a fisherman.

Got it!"

"Since I dare to take action, I am sure of it!" Xiao Qing said coldly.

The Green Dragon Spear in his hand was like an angry dragon making waves in the sea, setting off gusts of gusts of wind. The green rays of light in the gust of wind were getting more and more fast, and they were getting faster and faster.
To be continued...