Counterattack Xiaoxian

On the river bank, half of the boy held his face in his hands and felt sorry for himself, as if he was no longer in the mood to care about Feng Gui under his hands.

Feng Gui, who had lost his restraint, did not let himself go. They gathered in a group and seemed to have entered some kind of hunting mode. Under the auspices of a Feng Kui with three silver stripes on his chest, seven or eight Feng Gui were pushed out. Most have only a silver streak on their chests.

Then a strange scene happened. These Fenggui squatted in a row and scratched their hair with their claws. Finally, the three-striped Fenggui stopped with a sharp sound. They all raised their claws high and pinched the tips of their claws. There was a small brown insect shaped like a louse.

Insects are as tiny as grains of rice, but in the eyes of this group of people, they can be classified into big or small, fat or thin.

After some comparison, Feng Gui in the field stepped aside, leaving only a frustrated guy. It seemed that he had lost.

This Gui looked familiar, very similar to the one that had harassed Ji Lingchu before. It turned around and looked around, knowing that there was no room for change, so it had no choice but to throw the bug into its mouth, chew it, and then jumped into the river.

It stepped on the tip of the reef above the water and moved forward, like a galloping white horse. However, it was just as fast as it was coming back. With a "bang" sound, a sphere was bounced back along the same path, hit the mountain wall and spread out into a " Big" word.

The Gui Qun were startled and made a commotion, but the Feng Gui was not dead either. It was lying on the ground unable to move or unwilling to get up.

The one who struck just now was Ji Lingchu. The speed, direction, and angle of that guy's attack were just right. He would be sorry if he didn't kick him.

It seemed that they were replacing each other one after another, and soon another Fenggui rushed over. It learned the lesson from its last brother, and just stopped on the nearest reef tip, did some testing, and then attacked brazenly when it saw the opportunity. Xiang Ji Lingchu's crotch can be described as extremely sinister.

"Monkey steals peaches?"

Of course Ji Lingchu was not used to this kind of obscene creature. He expanded his chest and punched out like lightning. Before its sharp claws could reach it, he had already carried it into the air. When it fell, it fell into the annihilation madness. Not even a splash was made.

What follows is a wheel battle. Ji Lingchu responds with boxing. This is also a rare opportunity. After realizing the "Water Hammer", he has never had a chance to fight against this life-and-death enemy. He can't help but feel heroic, and every punch No reservations, hearty.

He defeated six or seven unlucky guys in a row, and then came another Lao Gui. It had two silver streaks on its chest, but one of its legs was atrophied. No wonder it was squeezed out by the Gui group.

Ji Lingchu was inexplicably flustered. He also saw that the number of chest tattoos was a sign of level. This was the first time he faced Feng Gui with two silver streaks. He did not dare to be careless. He punched out three consecutive punches of "Lang Head Hammer". Unexpectedly, he was hit by the first punch. The other party took his hand, his clothes were completely torn, and five bloody claw marks were immediately added to his left arm.

He was frightened and angry, shouted loudly, and punched out with his left fist again. His whole arm suddenly swelled three times, almost thicker than Lao Gui's body. This punch was like a rainbow, and the blue light exploded, and in Lao Gui's body A fist mark the size of a soup bowl was left between Gui's chest and abdomen.

Lao Gui was thrown directly to the bottom of the river and was never seen again.

"I went and used a big move... This is the invincible air hammer!" He couldn't believe it. He raised his left arm and saw that it had returned to normal, with only dark red blood vessels pulsing violently. , severe pain followed.

He looked back at the saint and saw that she was sitting behind her, already in samadhi. At this time, the wind and waves became more and more violent. Their clothes were soaked and they were both injured. They were extremely trapped.

Ji Lingchu took a step forward to block the large waves for her, and saw several figures flying towards the opposite side like meteors chasing the moon. It turned out that they were several Fenggui being driven away by the three-striped Fenggui, and they were in front of them in the blink of an eye.

His heart tightened, knowing that they must not let them seize the position, otherwise the saint would be in danger! He immediately jumped into the air, swung his body and kicked out, hitting Feng Gui's lower jaw with a "snap". Hearing a scream, Feng Gui was kicked down to the Qianren Waterfall.

In almost a millisecond, the remaining ones landed on the reef. Ji Lingchu was in mid-air, breathing in his stomach. He raised his body again, moved the "Tart Divine Whip" to the extreme, and started a "beach grabbing" battle with them.

The shadows of his legs are scattered like a strong wind, while Feng Gui is like a flying firefly, flickering and unpredictable. The speed and agility of both sides are breathtaking, and they can be called chasing the wind in the wind.

However, he was still more skilled. In just a few breaths, Feng Gui had no evidence and was kicked. Some fell into the rapids and were swept away in an instant, while others were lucky enough to escape along the original path.

Ji Lingchu was not optimistic when he stopped. There were more than ten wounds on his body, dripping with blood, and he looked miserable.

He thought that there was no serious injury, but he was hit by a claw on his left eyebrow. Blood and sweat flowed down, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable, so he quickly squatted down and washed it away with cold river water.

"Buzz...buzz" suddenly there was a loud noise in the air, almost without any progress, an object the size of a fist hit his head. He leaned back and was hit on the injured shoulder, which exploded into a ball of rubble. , hitting the reef with a "dang" sound.

Ji Lingchu was hit by the force and leaned back suddenly, but was supported by an arm from behind. He fell into a soft embrace, but it was the saint. Her red lips opened lightly and asked: "Are you okay?"

Ji Lingchu felt the fragrant fragrance assail his nostrils, and felt as if he was in the clouds. He was still in a trance, and felt pain coming from his shoulder. It turned out that the saint had reset his dislocated shoulder for him.

With his face flushed, he broke out of her arms and pretended to be calm: "I was careless. I didn't expect monkeys to be able to use hidden weapons."

As he spoke, he glanced towards the shore and found that the person using the hidden weapon was not Feng Gui, but a half-child boy with a face that looked like a ferocious ghost. He walked to the shore and was hesitating whether to come over. He was probably still afraid of the saint. It seemed that evil people were also afraid. Cruel person.

The saint didn't have the energy to argue with Ji Lingchu, so she closed her eyes sleepily and focused on regulating her breathing.

Ji Lingchu also lost his countenance and had to shut up and hurriedly protect the saint, because the surroundings suddenly darkened and the sky fell like rocks...

It turned out that after half of the boys threw the stones, the Fenggui people were inspired, and they all picked up the stones and threw them over in the same manner.

Monkeys, apart from those with lower IQ, can do almost all bad things.

Ji Lingchu was so angry that he couldn't punch because his left arm was injured, so he took out a short knife with his right hand and made a circle in the air. It was the "Zhen Zi Jue" of the Seven Knife Technique, and all the stones that fell in the light of the knife were turned into powder.

After one round, not a single stone hit the saint, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Naturally, Feng Gui refused to give up. He found stones all over the world and launched round after round of storm-like attacks.

Ji Lingchu was not relaxed either. Each stone contained great strength, fast and fierce. After a few rounds, the spiritual power in his body was no longer sufficient, but with the saint behind him, he could only hold on without taking a step back, struggling to hold on.