Ning Shu draws out his fist and causes secondary damage to the wound. The black and red blood immediately gushes out, and the white shirt is wet with great speed.

Blood is still spreading down, only a few seconds, half of the shirt has been dyed red by blood.

One side is red and the other is white.

But soon, the blood will not spread, the blood has stopped.

Ning Shu twisted her brow and looked puzzled. Why didn't she catch uncle Tai's heart? Did Uncle Tai's heart stand on the right.

And the strength of her fist has eliminated a lot. These forces are crackling in Uncle Tai's heart.

Ning Shu's mental strength swept away and found that the blood hole recovered at the speed visible to the naked eye. As usual, he could not even see the scar. Except for the black and red blood on half of his body, it did not look like he was injured.

Ning Shu takes a breath. She has a bit of toothache, especially. She seems to be the enemy. Too uncle has absorbed her strength.

She sneered. She likes absorption so much. Let you absorb enough.

Ning Shu clenches his fist and attacks taishu. Taishu turns his heel, dodges Ning Shu's attack and attacks Ningshu with his sword.

His face was cold and indifferent as if he were walking. He would rather rush to it.

The attack is getting faster and faster. We can't even see the battle between the two. We can only vaguely see the fast figure, which is too busy for us.

Jin, who was blown away, climbed back and sat a little farther away, afraid of being blown away.

Ning Shu is braver and braver. His body is going to explode. He needs to vent urgently. Otherwise, he will be unlucky.

I don't know when the battle will end, but the strength given by peerless martial arts gives Ning Shu the courage and confidence to keep fighting.

Uncle Tai's neck is covered with black lines, which gradually climb up his jaw and face.

Ning Shu uses more powerful energy to attack. Her body has been stabbed by the sword, and a lot of blood has seeped out. In some places, blood holes have been pierced.

Ning Shu is not good. Too uncle is the same. He seems to be absorbing Ning Shu's energy, but his strength is too large and frequent. He can't catch up with the speed of absorption. He is also injured.

Ning Shu sneers at her heart. It's time. What uncle Tai wants is to profit from the battle. What she wants is the death of the other side.

I like my energy so much.

Ning Shu sprang up with great energy. He stepped on the golden tap with one foot and rushed to taishu with the help of force. The whip in his hand made a whizzing sound and twined to taishu.

Uncle taishu looks up at the light and shadow. The black lines have covered his whole face. He has white hair and looks like a ghost.

Ning Shu opens his mouth silently. Uncle, go to hell!

Uncle Tai stared at Ning Shu like electricity. The black giant sword in his hand peeled off inch by inch, revealing the silver white color inside. In an instant, a black sword became silver white.

The sword is inlaid with mysterious golden lines.

When the sword came out, there was a creepy danger in Ning Shu's heart, but he had to send it at the end of the line and could not hold back.

A fight without injury is a fight.

Between the sparks of calcium carbide, the two collided, and Ning Shu suffered a sharp pain. It was the silver sword that inserted into her heart, while her fist pierced uncle taishu's chest, the whip pierced uncle taishu's neck, the whole whip pierced uncle taishu's neck, leaving a bloody hole.

But the blood hole is wriggling and recovering slowly.

Countless whip shadows swept away towards uncle Tai, adding a lot of scars to his body.

Ning Shu's throat is itchy. There is blood rushing up. The sword penetrating her body is still absorbing the energy and vitality of her body.

When Ning Shu smiled, the blood came out and his chest was dyed red.

Like to breathe, right? Ning Shu took a step forward, and the sword went deeper into the wound. It hurt so much that Ning Shu took a breath, but her fist penetrated too uncle's chest.

Draw out and then re-enter taishu's wound, and repeatedly hurt his wound.

Taishu really likes the energy of peerless martial arts, but she uses the energy of Dantian and meridians, which is the energy of void.

The damage caused is not so easy to recover.

Come on, hurt each other.

The vitality and energy in the body are absorbed by the long sword quickly. If you lose such a little vitality, Ning Shu will also let taishu lose it.

It's not enough to absorb such a little vitality and energy to repair the wound. See who loses.

Anyway, she will never lose. She will never lose.

Jin has been eating. She feels someone is coming. She shouts to Ning Shu, "someone is coming."

Ning Shudun retreated, but was held by Uncle taishu's head. The force was as heavy as that of practising nine Yin white bone claws to penetrate her skull.

Uncle taishu controls Ning Shu. His face is full of cold murderous Qi. This time, he will solve her once and for all and suck her dry.Ning Shu opened his mouth and laughed, "if you want to kill me, see who killed who."

"Cutting the sky..." Ning Shu took a big drink, and the sky was changed into a human shape, holding a whip, and the Golden Dragon came here.

Ning Shu grabbed the sword that pierced his chest and sent it to his chest, leaving only one hilt.

Ning Shu's face was ferocious with pain. He grabbed the hilt with a smile and tried hard to break it.

All the strength, combined with the strength given by the peerless martial arts, can turn the hilt and fitness into a horrible curve. If you use some force, the body of the sword will break in the body of Ningshu.

Ning Shu was in a terrible pain, and he felt black before his eyes.

The silver white sword made a buzzing sound. Maybe it was found dangerous. It was in danger of being broken. It broke away from Ningshu's hand, pierced Ningshu's body directly and flew out.

The hilt of the sword passes directly through Ning Shu's body, causing a bigger wound.

The sword pointed a head and returned to uncle taishu's hand. Jin saw that the team there was faster and faster. Ning shubatian and they fought hard.

Ning Shu is held in his head by Uncle taishu, but he hits uncle taishu directly with one fist and one fist. Both of them want to kill each other.

It seems that uncle taishu's hand is going to crush the flesh of Ning Shu. If it's not the peerless martial arts in his mind, I'm afraid they will all be crushed. Even so, the peerless martial arts are shaking.

A stream of energy and vitality is absorbed by taishu. Ning Shu punches through taishu's body, and his white shirt has turned bloody red, into a red shirt.

Jin has no way. According to his brain, he can't think of any good way. He wants to shoot. Generally, he rushes towards Ning Shu and Tai Shu and bites them on his wrist.