Vashok held the military thorn in his hand and advanced step by step. He stared at Lu Xiaozhan and said with a ferocious smile: "Phoenix, come to hell with me! Hahaha..."
Lu Xiaozhan held the knife across his chest and took a defensive posture. Every nerve in his body was tense to the extreme. He knew the effect of hell fire very well, not to mention that Vasok had drank two bottles in a row. Just from his
On the surface, it seems that he has entered an extremely violent state.
Just when Vasok was still five or six meters away from Lu Xiaozhan, he suddenly smiled strangely and suddenly disappeared from the spot. This speed was even faster than Lu Xiaozhan's movement speed just now.
"No!" Lu Xiaozhan was shocked. He just wanted to dodge, but he was still a step too late. Vasok's right knee hit his chest heavily. Lu Xiaozhan felt a huge surge in his chest that he had never felt before.
The force came, and the body drew an arc in mid-air and flew far away.
Lu Xiaozhan was in mid-air with no way to use his strength. Just as he straightened his waist to adjust his body shape, Vasok appeared strangely under his body. Before Lu Xiaozhan could react, he threw his leg and kicked him.
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With a muffled groan, Lu Xiaozhan was kicked in another direction. After flying far away, he fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a huge cloud of dust.
"How's it going? Doesn't this feel good?" Vasok said jokingly, as if he was looking at a small animal in a cage.
Lu Xiaozhan covered his waist and stood up from the ground: "It's not good, you don't find a cleaner here, ahem... I'm going to choke to death."
Vashok smiled and said: "What you said makes sense, maybe I could ask you to clean it up for me." As soon as he finished speaking, he mysteriously disappeared on the spot, and in a flash he was approaching Lu Xiaozhan.
His legs kicked Lu Xiaozhan flying out again.
This time, Lu Xiaozhan did not glide in mid-air, but fell directly to the cold and hard ground. He slid far away along the long corridor and stopped with a bang until his body hit a stone pillar.
Come down.
"Look, it's a lot cleaner this way." Vasok looked at Lu Xiaozhan, who had curled up after being hit, and lightly dusted his trouser legs.
Lu Xiaozhan's impact this time was really not light. His back happened to hit the stone pillar. The huge impact almost made his body bend in half. If it weren't for his strong physique and the improved version of hell,
With the help of the fire, I am afraid that this moment has already killed him.
Seeing him being beaten twice in a row until he was unable to fight back, everyone around him couldn't help but feel worried, especially Xu Youran. She had just met Lu Xiaozhan's mother and son, and her longing for them had been solved for so many years. But
Unexpectedly, before he had time to chat with his son, he saw him being beaten one after another by Vasok.
"Xiao Zhan!" Just when Lu Xiao Zhan was kicked and hit the stone pillar, Xu Youran couldn't hold it in any longer and screamed as she was about to pounce on her. Qing Yi beside her grabbed her with quick eyes and quick hands.
Lu Yuxuan also hurried over to hold his wife and comforted him in a low voice: "Of course, don't be so impulsive. We all know the power of hell fire. Xiao Zhan will not fall so easily. I believe him! It's just a pain for him...
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Xu Youran was already in tears at this time and said anxiously: "I also believe in Xiao Zhan, but...but now he can't even fight back!"
At this time, Lu Xiaozhan, who was on the ground, suddenly stood up slowly while holding on to the stone pillar. He smiled dryly and said in a dry voice: "Mom, don't worry, my son won't lie down so easily." He looked at Vasok and gasped, "Boy.
Hey, I also drank the fire of hell. If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you'll have to use a little more strength."
What he said was actually true. Although Vashok was in an extremely violent state, Lu Xiaozhan was not easy to deal with. It was just that Vashok seemed to be better in terms of speed, because Lu Xiaozhan's strength and explosive power were not good to begin with.
He is weak, and he possesses ancient Chinese martial arts skills and mental skills. If the two of them compete with each other like bulls, it is really hard to say who will win and who will lose.
Vasok shook his head and sighed: "We don't have much time, so don't waste it talking."
There was a loud bang, and the stone pillar that Lu Xiaozhan was holding was hit in two in an instant. Vasok appeared strangely in front of Lu Xiaozhan again, and Lu Xiaozhan once again looked like a kite with its string broken.
It seemed like it had been thrown far away.
This time, Vashok seemed to have put away his joking mentality. After one hit, he followed Lu Xiaozhan and rushed over again. He flipped his wrist and drew out the general's thorn, and rushed towards Lu Xiaozhan who was in mid-air.
Lu Xiaozhan felt that his body was no longer under his control. He was kicked high into the air by that force. Fortunately, he still had one ability he could control: the power of his mind. When he started to confront Vasok,
He released his mental power all the time to accurately observe Vashok's every move, although in the end Vashok was too fast to dodge in time.
This time it was different. Since Lu Xiaozhan's body was still in the air, if Vasok wanted to pursue him, he had to jump up first. However, jumping out of thin air was different from moving on the ground. The speed was obviously much different. Lu Xiaozhan twisted hard.
waist, and finally managed to avoid it at the critical moment.
With a sneer, Vasok's spurs scratched Lu Xiaozhan's trousers, cutting another long cut, but this time Lu Xiaozhan finally turned over and stood firmly on the ground.
Qing Yi had been accompanying Xu Youran and the scientists, not daring to leave. But seeing Lu Xiaozhan gradually showing signs of failure, she could no longer care about anything else. She came to Dr. Wei, grabbed him and said, "Dr. Wei, you just gave Xiao Zhan
Do you still have the potion? Give me a bottle and I'll help him."
Dr. Strange shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "The raw materials for this thing are all rare. It was hard for me to save so much to make this bottle. There is no more."
Qing Yi was anxious: "What about the hell fire from Vasok? You should have it here, right?"
Dr. Wei was startled: "Girl, drinking that thing is equivalent to committing suicide. You are not guilty of this, are you?"
Qing Yi's eyes were clear and he said word by word: "I don't want to die either, but if we don't deal with Vasok right now, we will all die here."
Xu Youran heard her words clearly and was stunned. Just when he was about to say something, Lu Xiaozhan was kicked out by Vasok again. This scene was Lu Xiaozhan avoiding Vasok in mid-air.
With the stabbing movement, although Qing Yi was talking to Dr. Wei, her eyes were always paying attention to the battle situation over there. Seeing that Lu Xiaozhan was almost killed, she gritted her teeth, no longer caring about anything else, and unleashed all her strength to pounce.
He walked over, and when he moved, he flicked his fingers, and more than a dozen pebbles shot towards Vasok with a whizzing sound through the air.
Qingyi's stones enjoy a very high reputation in the world. Everyone knows that those small stones may seem inconspicuous, but they are extremely powerful. But in front of the current Vashok, Qingyi, whether it is her stones or her own attack,
They all looked so weak and weak. With a wave of his hand, Vasok swatted away the stones and disappeared without a trace.
It was just such a small interference that allowed Lu Xiaozhan to land safely on the ground without being chased by Vasok, while Qing Yi rushed over with the ancient dagger in his hand, his whole body wide open,
He was completely prepared to put Vasok to death.
Vasok laughed loudly: "The Phoenix will die in my hands, and you are no match for me!" As he spoke, he stepped aside, raised his knees high, and placed them squarely on Qing Yi's chin.
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Qing Yi groaned in pain and fell out, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he flew backwards. However, Vasok did not catch up and came to Lu Xiaozhan again in a flash.
"Qingyi!" Lu Xiaozhan shouted in shock and anger, but he didn't know how to avoid it. Vasok just reached out casually and pinched Lu Xiaozhan's throat.
"You lost." Vasok looked at Lu Xiaozhan in control with a smile, showed his military thorn with his left hand, and slowly stabbed Lu Xiaozhan's heart.
But just when the military thorn was about to touch Lu Xiaozhan's skin, Lu Xiaozhan withdrew his gaze from Qing Yi, turned his head and smiled strangely at Vashok who was very close at hand: "Guess why I took the initiative to be caught by you?"
Vashok was stunned and immediately realized that this was a trap. At this moment, Lu Xiaozhan suddenly stretched out his left hand and clasped Vashok's wrist. At the same time, he raised his right hand and pinched it between his thumb and index finger.
Holding a small jar.
"Bang..." Lu Xiaozhan looked at Vashok with a joking look, touched his lips lightly, and made a sound like an explosion. With a slight exertion on his finger, the small jar burst immediately, followed by a thick
White mist emerged.
Vashok pinched Lu Xiaozhan's throat now. The distance between the two was too close, and Lu Xiaozhan grabbed his hand, so he could only watch the white mist scattering in front of him.
"No! I've been fooled!" Vasok didn't even have time to hold his breath. He was so shocked that he inhaled a lot of white mist. He suddenly felt dizzy and his whole body seemed to have been cramped.
The child became limp and weak.
Vasok tried hard with his wrist to pierce the military thorn, but found that he could no longer use any strength in his hand, and even the hand that was squeezing Lu Xiaozhan's throat was slowly loosening.
"You..." Vasok stared at Lu Xiaozhan in shock and anger, trying to fight with all his strength to die together, but found that the last trace of strength in his body had disappeared without a trace at some point.
Lu Xiaozhan also inhaled a lot of white mist, but his situation seemed to be slightly better. He held Vashok's wrist with one hand, and slowly took out the grilled chicken wings with the other hand, facing Vashok solemnly.
Yixiao: "Are you thinking that I don't have the strength to kill you anymore, right? Unfortunately, I still have another kind of strength."
There was a pop, the sound of the tip of a knife entering flesh. Vasok watched in horror as the weird knife in Lu Xiaozhan's hand pierced his heart.
"This is called internal strength, have you heard of it, Tuzki?" Lu Xiaozhan looked at Vasok with a smile and said.