For Yuan Zong Bokong, everything seemed to be an endless loop.

If Tuo Guhong is killed, Xu Zhi will strangle Bolivar to death. Even if Xu Zhi is not killed later, the new apprentice will be gone.

To save Bolivar, it seems that the only way to rescue this hostage is to kill Xu Zhi with one hit.

But if he kills Xu Zhi, his own troubles will also come. Behind him is Yan Xuankong, who eats a lot of food, and there are many great practitioners from Dongyue Kingdom. They will definitely let him stay with "good words".

Wait for his injuries to recover and have a fair fight with Yan Xuankong.

It's easy to say that he can kill more than Yan Xuankong.

"Damn it, this is nothing."

Yuan Zongbokong cursed in his mind, wondering if it would have been better if Bolivar had not been called to power. After thinking for a while, he was not sure about Xu Zhi's death-seeking mentality. If this kid rushed into the aftermath of their battle, or Tuo

When Gu Hong was defeated, he deliberately led him to Xu Zhi's side.

After thinking about it, Yuan Zong Bokong's head grew bigger.

"Bolivar, look at it, the lives of the living are not as important as the lives of the dead. What kind of master are you worshiping? Wait until you are dead to worship a better one."

"Shut up, you little bastard, you are causing trouble."

Yuan Zong Bokong cursed at Xu Zhi, saying that he just wanted to take revenge. This revenge was very complicated and tiring.

"Bolivar, your master is scolding you and telling you to shut up."

"I just said one thing."

Bolivar struggled and said, Yuan Zong Bokong clearly did not scold him.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Yuan Zong Bokong looked at Xu Zhi, trying to find a trace of uncertainty on the young man's face.

"Afraid." Xu Zhi pinched Bolivar's neck and forced a smile: "Who is willing to die if he can live, but you won't give us a way to live."

"If he gives birth, I will give birth." Xu Zhi raised his head towards Tuo Guhong and then said: "Bolívar can give birth too, and you will be fine too."

"Your heart beats one hundred and sixty-four times per minute. You are really afraid of death."

Yuan Zongbokong stared at Xu Zhi's hand. In addition to squeezing Bolivar's neck, the opponent's alloy rod was also clamped on Bolivar's waist. As long as he stretched it, Bolivar still could not escape death.

And Xu straightened his legs and knees, all facing Bolivar's fatal spot.

He had very few chances. Only by cutting off Xu Zhi's limbs in an instant or directly controlling Xu Zhi could he allow his apprentice to escape.

As long as Bolivar escapes, everything will be over.

Xu Zhi's broken limbs can be restored, and he can escape Yan Xuankong's life-and-death revenge battle.

"You seem to want to try it."

Xu Zhi's knee pushed against him, and Bolivar, who was being led to control his body, let out a scream.

With a crisp bone sound, one of Bolivar's leg bones was directly broken by him.

"Let's compete to see who is faster."

A sharp look flashed in Xu Zhi's eyes.

When facing Yuan Zong Bokong, he was still uneasy and his heartbeat was pounding. The opponent's grandmaster's momentum was almost directed at him alone. The skyrocketing mental intensity and the Golden Head Kung Fu were both unbearable. He was not a member of the death squad and was seeking to survive.

This is just his most natural instinct.

But as Yuan Zongbo moved slightly with his bare hands, Xu Zhi, whose mental strength had increased to a certain level, immediately discovered the clues. At this time, life and death had become a game between him and Yuan Zong Bokong.

Yuan Zong Bokong needed a chance, but how could he give him this chance?

He was injured, Tuo Guhong died, and Yuan Zong Bokong and Bolivar were safe and sound. This result was just what Yuan Zong Bokong needed, but not what he wanted.

"You, good boy, you are really ruthless."

Yuan Zong Bokong's eyes flashed with sword light. If the talented sword light in his eyes could hurt people, he would have stabbed this boy with eight swords ten times and beat him to a disability.

"If you want to die, then let's die together. I won't argue with you anymore, but I'm just asking you, are you the one who initiated this fight to the death, or are you going to end it?"

With Bolivar stuck and screaming in pain, Xu Zhi's hands were shaking a little, and he forced himself directly to enter the final stage.

A grandmaster is one of the top ten grandmasters in Xiliu Kingdom. If you want to find out the flaws in him, the longer it goes on, the easier it will be.

There are still many flaws in his body, but with Bolivar standing in front of him, most of them are covered, allowing Yuan Zong Bokong to temporarily use the weapon as a weapon.

The air suddenly became still, leaving only the sound of Xu Zhi's heavy breathing, Tuo Guhong's grunting and struggling to get up, and Bolivar's scream.

The three swords on Yuan Zong Bokong's body suddenly roared loudly, and the hissing sound was endless.

Outside the venue, Yan Xuankong's Cicada Sky Sword soared into the sky. The sword's intention almost solidified into a line. It interacted with Zhao Mu's scimitar and made bursts of crisp sounds. The two swords were not pointed at Yuan Zong Bokong, causing interference.

It's a battlefield to the death, but the threat is real.

"Prepare to entertain guests."

Locke roared, and kept making gestures with his colorful right hand. The figures of the four masters flashed and occupied the four directions of the death arena: southeast, northwest, and northwest. More than ten master practitioners rose up in the direction he instructed and scattered in all directions.

, and more than thirty expert practitioners followed closely behind.

Practitioners who have undergone legion training can take shape as quickly as possible in emergencies.

The clan members of the Tuo family roared, and nearly two hundred people grabbed their weapons, formed into groups, and ran wildly.

There is no way to deal with the enemy, but even if it has a slight impact on Yuan Zong Bokong's escape direction, the three masters will catch up, making it difficult for Yuan Zong Bokong to escape safely.

If Xu Zhi dies, Yuan Zong Bokong and Yan Xuankong will have to fight to the death, even if they don't want to fight.

If you are brave and talented and dare to go deep into the hinterland, you should be prepared to be locked up and beaten.

"you"

Yuan Zong Bokong's eyes filled with white sword light looked at Xu Zhi for a few seconds, then slowly returned to clear and normal. With a slight sigh, Yuan Zong Bokong said: "You win."

Won.

Just as Xu Zhi relaxed slightly, his heart immediately tightened, and three white lights shot out from Yuan Zong Bokong's hand.

In the blink of an eye, the purple light of the guardian robe on Xu Zhi's body flashed continuously.

Three swords.

Two double-winged swords and one tiger-tooth terrifying sword.

There was no reaction to avoid it, not to mention that this was a sudden blow from Yuan Zong Bokong, taking advantage of his slightest moment of mental relaxation.

Between each other, only the guardian robe passively stimulates.

When the weapon touches the body, it flashes like lightning and flint, and the attack and protection are instantly completed.

As soon as the three swords stabbed his left and right hands and the side of his right leg, they were instantly affected by the power of the guardian's robe and flew out from the side of the contact area of ​​his body.

Xu Zhi's right hand did not hesitate and grabbed Bolivar's neck directly.

The long stick in his left hand was thrust out, and there was a fatal kick to the vaginal leg.

I later realized that these three places were where Yuan Zong Bokong made a sneak attack.

It's embarrassing for a master to sneak attack on an expert practitioner, but this is a life and death battleground, and there is no need to pay attention to any rules. It's just about killing people.

Sneak attacks are normal.

Only the living are qualified to speak.

"Finish"

"I'm done"

"The fight to the death is over"

Three shouts reached Xu Zhi's ears and echoed throughout the life and death arena.

Yuan Zong Bokong didn't know why the three swords failed, but the last chance was gone.

There is no longer a choice.

He loses and must give up.

"Ahem"

The strength was suddenly withdrawn, causing severe pain in his internal organs. He coughed several times. Xu Zhi looked at Bolivar who was in pain and burst into tears. He laughed softly and said: "You see, your master still loves you."

"Xu Zhi, your uncle, it hurts me to death. I want medicine, the best painkillers, and Dongyue Kingdom's strong adhesive for limbs. You promised me, give it to me quickly, at least two.

, I want to use one and prepare one."

"Yes, I'll take care of you."

Xu Zhi's face turned pale in pain. Nothing was ever left to chance, and plans could never keep up with changes. Apart from compensation, many magic cards were not used. When he touched Bolivar, his mental transmission ability was used.

, and sang this piece with Bolivar.

"What if my master doesn't make peace?"

When being carried out of the death arena, Bolivar couldn't help it. He wanted to know another outcome.

"You were killed by me, I was killed by your master, Brother Tuo was killed by your master, my master killed your master again, and then the four corpses were happily buried together. Waiting for next year, our graves

There will be many green four-leaf clovers growing there, leaving a good story for future generations, and we will remember them after our death..."

"It's such a mouthful. I don't want to hear this outcome."

Bolivar hummed and turned his head to Yuan Zong Bokong, who was covered in blood.

"Master, please cherish me, I am your living apprentice Bolivar."

"Shut up, you rip-off thing, you're such a scumbag, you're so mad at me."

Yuanzong Bokong looked at Bolivar, and knowing the cause and effect, he felt a twinge of pain in his heart. He felt that this was also an inconvenient species, and he would be very worried about it in the future.
Chapter completed!