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Chapter 13
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Sikong stepped forward, his body was like a swimming dragon, his messy hair fluttered in the wind, revealing the sometimes hidden and sunken Xuemei eyes.

"Ok?"

The barb was drawn on the arm of the bearded face, and he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue the attack. After knowing Scar's life, he suddenly felt a gust of evil wind blowing from behind his ear!
Turning around abruptly, thrusting out his elbow, a barb grows out from under Changlianhu's elbow, and stabs at the person who came by strangely and fiercely!

If you dare to make a move, then I will kill you first!

However, Sikong's figure was like a leaf falling in the autumn wind, swaying and rustling everywhere, one second he was rushing towards Zhanlianhu, but the next second he appeared beside Dao Scar.

Carefree and freehand.

Then, Scar's waist lightened, and the handle with black threads appeared in Sikong's hand.

"If you don't want to die together, let's go up together..."

While the light words were still in Dao Scar's ears, Sikong had already fled away, heading towards Changlianhu.

"kill!"

Scar stepped on the ground, war roaring, supporting himself almost entirely on his left leg, ignoring his bleeding right leg.

"Beat the stone with an egg!"

Hu sneered, even if it was one against two, he was not afraid at all, but the anger in his heart was on the contrary!
"Troubled my heart, possessed me, like catkins, like a strong wind..."

Sikong held a handle in his hand revealing a cloak and broadsword, a tiger ring in his mouth, and a blood groove. Sikong's body was like a dragon, but his eyes were full of madness!
Chaotic cloak knife technique!
The big knife fell, and he stood with his face and arms around him. The superstring furnace in his body was running at a high speed, gushing out huge energy, and then, like an iron mountain, he leaned out fiercely!

Chuanlianhu is merciless, and there is no slightest contempt in his heart. Even if a lion fights a rabbit, he is going all out, let alone seeing Changlianhu who is used to life and death? !

However, when a sudden change occurred, Si Kongben was still madly attacking Changlianhu, but before the sword was cut, he turned and passed by, avoiding Changlianhu, and went towards the wretched man beside him!

"Hold him! I'll kill those two!"

When Sikong's voice came, Scar's face was bloody and courageous, and the ferocious Scar slanting down from the corner of his eyes seemed to come alive at this moment, turning into a centipede.

"Your opponent is me!"

Scar gritted his teeth, bleeding profusely, and his leg was broken, but he still has hands!
Also two-dimensional, the bones on Scar's arms and spine grow rapidly, and a large number of bone structures and membranes are attached to the bones.

In just a few breaths, the figure of the man with the scar was twice as thick out of thin air, like a small tree, with swollen bones and muscles!
It's a pity that due to a broken leg, he was left with a defect and the gun body was incomplete.

The hand is like a big gun, tough and flexible, and the fingers have become the tip of the gun, pecking straight at the face.

The sick tiger still has three points of courage, seeing the scarred man's look of burning jade and stone, how dare he take it lightly, retract the bone spurs that chased Sikong, and fight with Scar.

Sikong held the knife at his waist, his face was calm, his messy hair was let down casually, and he rushed towards the wretched man without saying a word.

The wretched man caught a glimpse of Sikong from the corner of his eye, and his intuition was not good. He patted the shuttle head man's leg lightly with his small hand, and after shaking him back, he wanted to distance himself from Sikong.

As long as he procrastinates for a few minutes, and waits for the dust to settle over Changlianhu, everything will be a foregone conclusion!

But his speed is fast, and Sikong's speed is even faster!

Stepping on Lingxu steps, like a dragon swimming in the sea, Sikong raised his knife, and followed in the footsteps of a wretched man, with the bare knife in his hand, leaning back slightly, waiting for the moment of earth-shattering shock!
The wretched man's gaze became vicious, seeing Sikong chasing him up, with a serrated dagger in his sleeve spinning like a poisonous snake, stabbing at Sikong.

Sikong's eyes widened in anger, he leaned back, kicked the saw-tooth dagger away, then inserted the light knife in his hand into the ground and pulled it forward!
Sikong turned upside down in mid-air, lifted the light knife, his messy hair fluttered, his eyes were red, and the figure of the wretched man was reflected violently!

The martial arts will that was born out of the Chaotic Cloak and Saber Technique was vividly displayed by Sikong. The wretched man only felt that the world was a sea of ​​blood, the wind was howling, the clouds were overwhelming, and countless crazy emotions were stuffed into his heart.

"cut!"

Sikong shouted loudly, stroked the back of the knife, from bottom to top, with one knife, he split the wretched man who was in deep mental turmoil from the middle.

Blood splashed all over Sikong's face and even wetted his messy hair. Drops of blood flowed down the strands of his hair and formed a stream at his feet.

Without wiping off the blood, Sikong turned around abruptly, and dropped the knife to the ground. With the sound of stabbing, the edge of the knife drew a trace. Step by step, Sikong walked firmly towards the man with golden glasses.

Just kill God!
The shuttle-headed man froze on the spot, looked at the wretched man's body in half, swallowed his saliva, and didn't dare to approach Sikong for a while.

Although he has been fighting with the gloomy man all the time, the man with golden glasses is always paying attention to the situation of the battle. At this time, seeing Sikong beheading the wretched man like a bamboo shoot, he unhurriedly raised his knife and came towards him. The heart almost jumped to the throat.

Sikong's footsteps seemed to be stepping on his heart, choking his heartbeat and making his breathing a bit cloudy.

Sikong buried his head, his hair was disheveled, and his silent appearance directly broke into his mind, causing him to be careless, a bloody plum blossomed on his shoulder, and was stabbed by the gloomy man's sword!
At this moment, Sikong suddenly launched an attack, like a lone wolf who had been waiting for the enemy's weakness, broke through the enemy's defense, and swung down the light saber domineeringly!

"You got Fooled!"

The man with golden glasses suddenly raised his head, with a sneer in his mouth, and then a huge repulsion came, and Sikong and the gloomy man were bounced away!

Especially Sikong, who was already rushing towards the man with gold spectacles with a huge inertia, at this moment, the two twisted forces added to his body, Sikong could almost hear the groans of his bones, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Rolling on the ground in embarrassment, the discomfort finally turned into a bad result, Sikong couldn't suppress the convulsion in his stomach, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Sikong's current state is really not flattering, and his strength has even stopped at half a year ago.

After igniting the ground fire, Sikong stayed on the desolate star. The surrounding environment became worse and worse, the temperature rose sharply, and a large amount of poisonous gas permeated the air. Afterwards, there was no life other than him.

And the reason why he survives is not because he is a one-dimensional microstring, but because of those nutrient solutions!

Like a lost traveler in the desert, cherishing the last few sips of water in the skin, Sikong dare not practice, let alone set foot in the 'one-dimensional cone', to avoid the body's intake of nutrient solution.

Every day, like an old monk meditating, he sits on the ground, enduring the scorching heat, poisonous obstacles, earthquakes, and wind to minimize his body functions. But even so, in order to resist the harsh environment, those few nutrient solutions are passive was absorbed by Sikong.

Up to now, the nutrient solution has been completely exhausted, and Sikong has reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lights are dying!

But blessings come from misfortunes, and misfortunes depend on blessings.

Sikong's muscles were atrophied and his body was haggard, but his spirit was burnished by this vast sea of ​​fire to be bright and clean, giving birth to the light of wisdom, which is the state of "heart grows the root of wisdom and suddenly illuminates the universe" in the civilization of cultivating immortals.

The will of martial arts that can only be manifested in a one-dimensional cone can be used in reality!
That's why the wretched man, who was also at the one-dimensional microstring level and whose gene chain integrity was higher than Sikong's, was killed by Sikong after meeting him!

Sikong stood with a sword in his hand, his chest heaved and fluctuated, and his breathing was more like a bellows.

But before Sikong had time to catch his breath, another burst of suction came from the man with the gold-rimmed glasses as the center. In desperation, Sikong had no choice but to hold the light saber tightly, almost hanging upside down in the air.

"Boy! Anyone who dares to kill me Bone Star Bandit, I will make you regret your life!"

The man with gold spectacles looked like he was in control of the overall situation, holding a metal disc in his hand, and those repulsive and attractive forces came from it.

Sikong hated secretly, but his eyes saw not far away, the scar almost became a blood man, one hand was broken at a terrifying angle, the shattered bones almost pierced through the muscles, and were gathered on the shoulders.

And the scar on his face was even more deathly gray, obviously at the end of his battle.

"Free force field plate? A small trick!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came, clearly mocking, but there was no emotion in the words.

Sikong saw Mu Xin, who was supposed to go to invade the Bone Shuttle, coming at a high speed, the chip on his brow was flickering, and there was a bit of undetectable anger on his face.

Thinking about it, they also noticed something strange in the rear, so they turned back, but it took some time to take a detour because the area of ​​the fire was too large.

Sure enough, not far away, chatterbox also came in a hurry.

However, Mu Xin rushed directly into the gravitational field, and then, from the chip between Mu Xin's eyebrows, a certain frequency of fluctuations came out, heading towards the 'free force field disk' in the man's hand with golden glasses.

Then, the lines and signals in the 'free force field disk' became disordered, and they were in a state of sharp discharge, giving birth to dazzling sparks!
"The third-generation Muxiao chip? You survived two system upgrades! You..."

The face of the man with gold spectacles changed drastically, and he looked at Mu Xin with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that such people would be alive.

Although Sikong didn't know what it meant, but seeing that Mu Xin's ability seemed to be restraining the man with gold rim glasses, he didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and rushed towards Chuanmianhu.

There, is the key to this battle!
Fight!

Sikong saw Changlianhu make a sprint, he picked up the scar and hung it in his hand, blood gurgled from the scar's mouth.

This iron-clad man has not yet groaned in pain, and his blood-soaked hands are still tightly clutching the face-faced arm, intending to delay the last second.

Seeing this, Sikong gritted his teeth, and rushed directly to Changlianhu, slashing off with the bare saber in his hand!

Seeing Sikong's actions, Hu turned his face into a sneering smile, and pulled out a barb directly from Scar's body. The huge force first shook the bare knife in Sikong's hand.

Then it pierced through Sikong's body, brought out blood, and hung him and the scar on the barb!

For a moment, Hu was proudly independent and killed the enemy with his own hands. He looked extremely heroic and was fed by blood.

Seeing this, the gloomy man with Shuotou and others looked desperate, almost seeing the shadow of death, even the man with gold spectacles who was approached by Mu Xin had a happy expression.

Only Mu Xin was neither angry nor happy, and the chip between her eyebrows was flickering.

The blood from Sikong's mouth flowed out like money, but he felt his body light and light, and his consciousness gradually faded away.Looking at the face that was so close at hand, Sikong suddenly shot out a ray of light in his eyes!
The Freedom of Dragon Lifting Technique
The tyranny of Hundred Explosive Fist
Madness in the Cloak
The determination of two spears flying together

At this time, under the strong pressure of Sikong's spirit, the four martial arts wills are twisted into one strand, entangled together, like steel with a thousand hammers, squeezing and tempering each other.

Sikong's eyes were bloodshot, his ears were ringing and his eyes were cloudy, and a curl of green smoke appeared above his head when he was reunited after a long absence.

With a crisp sound that resounded through the soul, the martial arts consciousness in the whole body came out of the body, and Sikong roared with blood and sweat——

"kill!"

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