The shrimp man hastily counterattacked, his mana was not smooth, and there was not much force between his moves. He was not the opponent who had been carefully prepared for a long time.

The black knife slashed at the steel fork and rippled for a while. The black knife's forward momentum remained unchanged, but the angle was slightly tilted.

The shrimp man who had just twisted his body, his chest was wide open, and a knife mark from his belly button and neck was carved on his chest.

He actually possesses a protective magic weapon. Although the main power is used to guard against the dwarf winter melon, he still redirected back in a hurry, offsetting a lot of the power of this sword.

The shrimp man was only injured, but not dead.

Such a situation was expected by the strong man long ago.

How could a strong man who has passed the second heavenly gate be so easy to kill?

"This kind of sword technique is definitely not something he has. You are not Huang," the shrimp man stepped back, took one side, staring at the strong man with cold eyes, and spoke.

"Dog bites a dog, a mouthful of hair." Under the protection of the Yin-Yang Formation, the dwarf melon took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a yellow-orange pill, swallowed it in one bite, and said sarcastically at the two people who were in conflict.

"Wind is already waiting for you below," the strong man laughed, threw away his steps directly, jumped into the distance, and ran away quickly.

For a strong man, if he doesn't run away at this time, he will wait for when.

Whether it is the dwarf winter melon Huyanzhuo or the shrimp man River God master.

All of them are strong men who have passed the second heavenly gate. One-on-one, there is absolutely no chance of winning.

Although both of them were injured and their strength was greatly reduced, he was not an opponent.

The strong man who ran away directly rushed towards the central palace.

The strong man ran away, and the shrimp man immediately realized that it was not good. Now the advantage was no longer on him. Just as he was about to make some move, the dwarf winter melon was already sneering, the scar on his face was twisted, and he held up a golden whip and hit him with a bang.

The sneak attack just now almost made him die, and he did not forget it.

The strong man ran all the way, with extremely fast speed, and kept his feet crossing the past one step, and it was dozens of feet away.

As we ran, the strong man's body was constantly changing.

His burly figure became slender, and in a blink of an eye, a thin, wrinkled old man appeared here.

Change into a black robe.

A chattering smile came out, and a cold air came out.

He transformed into a devil and replaced his vest.
Chapter completed!