The fat man actually lost in the wrestling match.
Even if he invited King Kong to get on top of him, the fat man actually lost.
I really didn’t expect that.
Just now, he pinned the opponent to the ground with overwhelming force, but the situation took a turn for the worse.
"Cough cough" The fat man whose neck was strangled began to cough, but the coughing sound was also suppressed in his throat.
This was the worst sign.
The cough meant that the Vajra energy in the fat man's body began to disappear, and the Vajra protection was gone.
A fat person is just an ordinary person. otbnkotgt "Originally, I was still hesitant about whether to eat you or not.
After all, you look so fat and have fat all over your body.
But since you came to my door, my first bite will be on you."
The weirdo's eyes fell on On the fat man's body, at the same time, the hand holding the fat man's neck tightened little by little.
Fine blood streaks and squeezing-like lines began to appear on the fat man's face.
Then these blood streaks exploded little by little, and the lines slowly tore off.
The crack eventually turned into a wound.
"Brother Cui" Luo Qiong and Yuan Feng shouted in unison, the fat man's situation became more and more critical.
The wound on his neck extended upwards, reaching his chin, and then started to go upwards from his chin.
There were also fine wounds on both sides of his cheeks.
The blood had flowed all over his neck.
The red blood stains were frightening. .
"What's going on?"
Luo Qiong asked in fear, "Why did Brother Cui have wounds on his neck and face for no reason?"
"It's still the air blade," I said with a cold face.
The air blade was released from the old guy's fingers and cut the fat man's neck.
Damn it, every inch of this guy's body is a weapon.
Facing the blood flowing out of the fat man's neck, the old guy had a greedy look in his eyes.
He moved his neck closer and gently licked the fat man's neck with his tongue.
This action was disgusting, and the fat man wanted to scream in disgust. , but the strength of the opponent's neck being pinched was not as strong as that of the old guy.
At this moment, it felt like a big girl being pinned to the ground.
"The blood is pretty good.
It is the blood of a young man after all.
It tastes quite sweet."
The old guy became more and more excited as he spoke.
He even opened his mouth and wanted to bite the fat man's neck.
At this moment, a golden light fell from the sky and fell.
In an instant, it turned into a terrifying golden sword, piercing the old man's head.
The old guy reacted very quickly.
The moment the golden sword fell, he raised his hand to block it.
The invisible energy blocked the golden sword above his head.
Directly above.
"Haha.
Boy, a sneak attack of this level can't hurt me."
The old guy said with a sneer, but he saw a shadow flash to his side very quickly, and before the old guy could react, he punched him with a heavy fist.
The ground fell on the old guy's arm.
The arm broke like chopsticks, and the bones penetrated the flesh and were exposed to the air.
Only then did he see clearly.
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The person who took action was Luo Qiong, who had been transformed into a demon Luo Qiong didn't waste any time.
When he saw that the old man's hand holding the fat man's neck was broken, he immediately took action and pulled the fat man back a step, then grabbed the fat man's arm and ran back.
The speed was very fast, Luo Qiong's whole body became demonized and he attacked with all his strength.
He immediately pulled the fat man to my side.
In fact, I didn't discuss it with Luo Qiong, but the tacit understanding over the past five years allowed us to cooperate immediately as soon as we made the move.
The moment I raised my hand to knock down the golden sword, Luo Qiong rushed out like an arrow from a string.
This old man is so weird, he obviously looks weak and incompetent.
But the power of the move was so great.
On the one hand, I took out the golden sword to help Fatty out of trouble, and on the other hand, I wanted to test if there were any other special features in his body.
Luo Qiong took action simply to save Fatty, but he inadvertently brought me new information.
This old guy's body is not that strong.
The fat man stood beside me out of breath.
He wiped the blood from his neck and face and shouted: "Damn it, this lick from him will make me sick for the rest of my life."
"It's good to be alive.
You go to the back and rest."
Fatty God turned into an ordinary person after this fight.
At most, he could only use the demon hunting crossbow to support from the back, but with little effect.
The old man shook his broken arm, but did not show any pain.
He lifted the broken arm up, and then said: "Haha, I'm no longer of use when I'm old."
After saying that, he pressed back the broken arm that had pierced the flesh.
With this press, the bone was forced into the flesh by him, and it even hurt to look at it.
"Brother Shan, is it my imagination?
This old man's face looks better.
How should I put it?
He seems a little younger."
Yuan Feng whispered, with some uncertainty in his tone.
Men can be careless sometimes, but girls often see things that boys can't.
When Yuan Feng said this, it seemed a bit similar.
"Don't mention it yet, it seems there is a hint of it.
Brother Cui, you are Tang Monk."
Luo Qiong turned around and said in surprise.
"How do you say I'm as handsome as Tang Seng?"
the fat man asked puzzledly.
"No, I mean, can your flesh be immortal?"
he said.
The fat man was so angry that his teeth chattered, but the tense atmosphere was relieved.
I smiled bitterly and said: "Okay, how long have you been bragging?
This old boy has been clamoring about eating human flesh.
I don't think he is greedy."
So simple.
A few years ago, I knew some anecdotes about some biased practices in China.
In the mountains far away, there used to be some weird cults.
The old guys in the cult would drink human blood regularly.
I don't know if it was because of the evil method.
Each of these old guys who drank human blood could live longer than ordinary people.
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People need to grow up.
I feel that the old ghost in front of me is very similar to those mentioned in these anecdotes. " The fat man was startled, and then said: "That's what you say.
This old guy can't be killed."
"That's not necessarily true, but judging from the current situation, if Yinglong doesn't join forces with us and works alone, we are definitely no match."
As I spoke, I glanced at Yinglong.
Yinglong was carrying his Zero The team has no intention of stepping in to help.
The successive attacks by Fatty and Luo Qiong also made the old guy angry, and they seemed to be very targeted at us.
"Dang, Dang," the old guy took two steps forward, and his shackles made a crisp sound.
But this time the target was not us, but Team Zero.
Ying Long said with a serious expression: "Old senior, we have never hurt you, so you don't have to deal with us."
"You guys, they all eat the same thing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old guy waved his hand suddenly and swept his fingers in the air to tear open a large space.
Ying Long took a step forward and raised his hand in front of the invisible Qi Jin.
First block.
The ability to split was released immediately, shattering the air blade that the old guy hit on the spot.
"Old senior, I'm not bragging.
No matter what you do, I'm afraid you won't be able to hurt me today."
He and his confidence seemed to have gotten over the failure of the battle with me.
The old guy looked at his hands, then at Ying Long, and smiled gloomily: "This ability of yours is very interesting.
But I have encountered it before.
It must have been about fifty or sixty years ago, right?
I met a man in the south for so long.
The man made a bet with everyone, saying that no matter who he was, no matter what weapons he used, whether it was swords, guns, halberds or spells, no one could hurt him or you.
Same, can tear everything to pieces.”
"Oh, what's the result?"
Yinglong asked.
"Haha, as a result, he became a dead soul under my hands.
I think he still can't figure out why he died in my hands.
Just like you, he probably doesn't understand why he was injured."
The old guy said in a fierce voice fall.
The transformed snake next to Ying Long suddenly screamed.
Only then did we all notice that a wound had been torn open on Ying Long's shoulder.
Even he himself did not expect this situation.
"How could this happen?"
Fatty and Luo Qiong both asked in surprise.
Ying Long himself didn't feel any pain, but he just came back to his senses at this moment, his face changed with shock, and he took two steps back.
After tearing off his clothes, he could see that the wound was very deep, and the blood that flowed out had already dyed half of his shoulder red.
"When did you do something to me?"
Ying Long asked loudly, Ying Yu hurriedly came to help, using cold air to freeze the bleeding wound
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