In his vision, everything was dark red, and the black mutated Tibetan mastiff also turned into a red Tibetan mastiff.

Because the blood in the human body is limited, the talent of the blood warrior will have sequelae every time it is used, that is, its strength has been reduced to about half of the previous one.

Therefore, Yang Xu would not choose to do this easily before the critical moment of life and death, but now he was forced to retreat by Xiao Hei and could not worry so much!

"Go to die!"

Yang Xu started his steps, his speed was no slower than Xiao Hei. He faced Xiao Hei who was rushing towards him, and took advantage of the opportunity to raise the black battle axe with dark cold light in his hand, and cut through the air.

Xiao Hei couldn't even think about how the strength of the person in front of him suddenly increased. The powerful power in the axe made it feel vaguely threatened.

It was time to say that, just two or three meters away from the battle axe, Xiao Hei shook his tail hard and slightly deflected.

Despite this, dozens of black hairs that were cut off by the axe blade were still floating in the air.

"Wangwu..."

Xiao Hei stared at the cut off hair in pain, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Yang Xu felt extremely enjoyment at Xiao Hei's current expression, and laughed to the sky and said, "Haha, please feel free!"

Every minute and every second now is extremely precious to him, because his blood is burning in his body all the time.
Chapter completed!