i'm just a cook

Holding the military thorn in his hand, Vashok approached step by step, staring at Lu Xiaozhan with a smirk, "Phoenix, go to hell with me! Hahaha..."

Lu Xiaozhan put the knife across his chest, and took a defensive stance. Every nerve in his body was tense to the extreme. He knew the effect of hellfire very well, not to mention that Vashok drank two bottles in a row. On the surface, it seems that it has entered a state of extreme rampage.

Just when Vashok was five or six meters away from Lu Xiaozhan, he suddenly smiled strangely, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, which was even faster than Lu Xiaozhan's moving speed just now.

"Not good!" Lu Xiaozhan was shocked, and just wanted to dodge, but he was still a step too late, Vashok's right knee was pressed hard against his chest, and Lu Xiaozhan felt a huge pain in his chest that he had never felt before. When the force came, the body drew an arc in midair and flew far away.

Lu Xiaozhan was in mid-air and had no way to use his strength. Just as he straightened his waist and wanted to adjust his figure, Vashok appeared under his body strangely. Before Lu Xiaozhan could react, he kicked again with a kick .

With a muffled groan, Lu Xiaozhan was kicked in another direction, and after flying far away, he fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a big cloud of dust.

"How is it? Doesn't this feel good?" Vashok said jokingly, as if looking at a small animal he had locked in a cage.

Lu Xiaozhan stood up from the ground, clutching his waist: "It's not good, you don't find a cleaner here, cough cough... I choked to death."

Vashok smiled and said: "You are very reasonable, or I may trouble you to clean it up for me." As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot strangely, and approached Lu Xiaozhan in a blink of an eye. The leg kicked Lu Xiaozhan flying horizontally again.

This time Lu Xiaozhan did not slide in mid-air, but directly fell on the cold and hard ground, and slid a long way along the long corridor until his body hit a stone pillar before stopping with a bang down.

"Look, it's much cleaner this way." Vashok looked at Lu Xiaozhan, who was bumped into a curled up body, and lightly brushed off his trouser legs.

Lu Xiaozhan's impact this time was really not light. His back happened to hit the stone pillar. The huge impact almost made his body bend in half. If it wasn't for his strong physique and the improved version of Hell With Zhihuo's assistance, I'm afraid that this blow has already killed him.

Seeing him being beaten so powerlessly twice in a row, everyone beside him couldn't help but feel worried, especially Xu Youran, who had just met Lu Xiaozhan's mother and son, and relieved the pain of missing him for so many years, but Unexpectedly, before he had time to chat with his son, he was beaten violently by Vashok one after another.

"Xiao Zhan!" Just when Lu Xiaozhan was kicked and hit the stone pillar, Xu Youran couldn't hold back any longer, and was about to rush over with a scream, but Tsing Yi beside her was quick-eyed and grabbed her.

Lu Yuxuan also hurried over to hold his wife, and comforted him in a low voice: "Of course, don't be so impulsive, we all know the power of hellfire, Xiao Zhan didn't fall down so easily, I believe him! It's just that he suffered... "

Xu Youran had already burst into tears at this moment, and said anxiously: "I also believe in Xiao Zhan, but...but now he can't even fight back!"

At this time, Lu Xiaozhan on the ground suddenly stood up slowly with the help of the stone pillar, and said with a dry voice: "Mom, don't worry, my son won't get down so easily." He looked at Vashok and gasped, "Boy Hey, I also drank the fire of hell, if you want to kill me, I'm afraid you'll have to work harder."

What he said is the truth. Although Vashok is currently in an extremely violent state, Lu Xiaozhan is not easy to deal with, but in terms of speed, Vashok seems to be better, because Lu Xiaozhan's strength and explosive power are not good enough. Weak, and he also has the ancient Chinese martial arts mentality. If the two are fighting like bulls, it's really hard to say who wins and who loses.

Vashok shook his head and sighed softly: "We don't have much time, so don't waste time talking about it."

With a loud bang, the stone pillar that Lu Xiaozhan was supporting was split in two in an instant, Vashok appeared in front of Lu Xiaozhan strangely again, and Lu Xiaozhan once again looked like a kite with a broken string It seemed to fall far away.

This time, Vashok seemed to put away his joking mentality. After a hit, he followed Lu Xiaozhan and ran over again. He flipped his wrist and the general stab came out, and rushed straight to Lu Xiaozhan who was in mid-air.

Lu Xiaozhan only felt that his body was out of his control, and he was kicked high by that force, but fortunately, he still had an ability that he could control by himself.The power of thought.From the beginning of the confrontation with Vashok, he released his mental power all the time to accurately observe Vashok's every move, although in the end he couldn't dodge in time because of Vashok's speed.

This time is different, because Lu Xiaozhan's body is still in mid-air, Vashok has to jump up first if he wants to chase up, and jumping out of the air and moving on the ground are different, the speed is obviously much worse, Lu Xiaozhan twisted hard waist, and finally avoided it at a critical moment.

With a snort, Vashok's military stabs slashed across Lu Xiaozhan's trousers, cutting another long cut, but this time Lu Xiaozhan finally turned over and stood firmly on the ground.

Tsing Yi has been with Xu Youran and the scientists all this time, not daring to leave a step, but seeing that Lu Xiaozhan is showing signs of being exhausted, she doesn't care about other things, she comes to Doctor Wei and grabs him, saying, "Doctor Wei, what did you give Xiao Zhan just now?" Do you still have Zhan’s potion? Give me a bottle, and I’ll help him.”

Dr. Wei shrugged, and said helplessly: "The raw materials of this thing are all rare things. I managed to save so much to make this bottle, and there is no more."

Tsing Yi was in a hurry: "Where is the hellfire from Vashok? You should have it here, right?"

Doctor Strange was taken aback: "Girl, drinking that stuff is tantamount to committing suicide, isn't it a bit wrong for you?"

Tsing Yi's eyes were clear, and he said word by word: "I don't want to die either, but if Vashok is not dealt with right now, we all have to die here."

Xu Youran next to her heard her words clearly, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, Lu Xiaozhan was kicked out by Vashok again. This scene was Lu Xiaozhan avoiding Vashaw in mid-air Ke's stabbing movement, although Tsing Yi was talking with Dr. Wei, but her eyes were always watching the battle situation over there. Seeing that Lu Xiaozhan was about to die, she gritted her teeth fiercely, and burst out all her strength to rush forward. Going over, just as the body moved, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and more than ten small stones shot towards Vashok with the sound of breaking through the air.

Tsing Yi's stones enjoy a very high reputation in the world. Everyone knows that those small stones may seem inconspicuous, but they are extremely powerful. But in front of Vashok now, whether it is her stones or her own attack They all looked so weak, Vashok waved the stones away as if chasing flies, and disappeared.

It was such a small disturbance that Lu Xiaozhan landed safely on the ground, and was not chased by Vashok, while Tsing Yi rushed over with that ancient dagger in his hand, his whole body was wide open, Completely looking to put Vashok to death.

Vashok laughed loudly: "The phoenix is ​​going to die in my hands, and you are not my opponent!" As he spoke, he turned sideways, raised his knee high, and pressed it impartially on Tsing Yi's chin .

Tsing Yi groaned in pain and fell out, spouting a mouthful of blood while flying upside down, but Vashok didn't catch up, and came back to Lu Xiaozhan in a flash.

"Tsing Yi!" Lu Xiaozhan yelled in shock, but didn't know how to avoid it. Vashok just casually stretched out his hand and pinched Lu Xiaozhan's throat.

"You lost." Vashok looked at Lu Xiaozhan who was in control with a smile, showed his military stab with his left hand, and slowly stabbed towards Lu Xiaozhan's heart.

But just when the military stab was about to touch Lu Xiaozhan's skin, Lu Xiaozhan turned his eyes away from Tsing Yi, turned his head and smiled strangely at Vashok who was close at hand: "Guess, why did you take the initiative to catch me?"

Vashok was taken aback, and immediately realized that it was a trap. At this moment, Lu Xiaozhan suddenly stretched out his left hand and clasped Vashok's wrist in reverse. At the same time, he raised his right hand, pinching it between his thumb and index finger. With a small jar.

"Bang..." Lu Xiaozhan looked at Vashoke with mocking eyes, lightly touched his lips, and made a sound like an explosion. With a little force on his finger, the small jar burst open immediately, followed by a thick The white mist came out.

Vashok is pinching Lu Xiaozhan's throat now, the distance between the two is too close, and he was caught by Lu Xiaozhan's hand, so he can only watch the white mist disperse in front of him.

"Not good! I was fooled!" Vashok didn't have time to hold his breath, but he inhaled a lot of white mist in shock. The child became limp and weak.

Vashok's wrist tried hard to insert the military thorn, but he found that he could not use any strength in his hand, and even the hand that pinched Lu Xiaozhan's throat was slowly loosening.

"You..." Vashok stared at Lu Xiaozhan in shock and anger, wanting to fight with all his strength to die together, but found that the last trace of strength in his body disappeared without a trace at some point.

Lu Xiaozhan also inhaled a lot of white mist, but his condition seemed to be a little better. He clasped Vashok's wrist with one hand, and slowly pulled out the grilled chicken wings with the other hand, and looked at Vashok calmly. A smile: "Are you thinking that I don't have the strength to kill you anymore, am I? Unfortunately, I still have another kind of strength."

With a puff, it was the sound of the tip of a knife piercing the flesh. Vashok watched in horror as the weird knife in Lu Xiaozhan's hand pierced his heart.

"It's called internal force, Tuzki, have you heard of it?" Lu Xiaozhan looked at Vashoke with a smile and said.