The "Stone Sculpture", who had already realized the power of the cocoon of wickedness, did not dare to neglect and hurriedly raised his weapon to greet him.
Just hearing a bang of gold and iron, both sides actually took three steps back.
To be precise, Wicked Cocoon is further away than others.
You must know that this seemingly simple and honest primitive giant has an uneducated body and a five-element fighting body.
But in terms of physical damage, today's Huajiu Difficulties are among the best.
Of course, people of that level such as Emperor Jiang Chu do not count.
But now that he has suffered a loss at the hands of the stone carving, how can he not be shocked by the delicate mind of Chang Baye.
And the other party also has the same "stone sculpture"...
"Little Cocoon, be careful!"
Chang Baye warned them while curling up his tail to pull everyone behind him to protect them.
Especially the arrogant Chen and the little fascists.
After all, these two guys don't know their own weight at all. No matter what enemy they encounter, they dare to go up and fight...
On the other side, Wicked Cocoon looked at his hands that were numb from the shock and was stunned.
"Oh, Stone Man, you are so strong! Brother Cocoon, I don't accept it, let's do it again!!"
Yan Bi puffed twice into his palm, roared, picked up the original totem pole again and smashed it over.
His opponent, the stone man, showed no sign of weakness, especially after finding out the relationship between Chen and the headless bride.
"Hand over the headless daughter and I will spare your life!"
The two sides collided fiercely together again, and while fighting for their lives, Wicked Cocoon gradually fell into a disadvantage again.
If he hadn't relied on the strength of his five-element fighting body and exchanged injuries for injuries several times, he might have been defeated.
The difference in strength between the two sides is not too obvious, mainly because the "Stone Sculpture" move is very subtle.
In Mr. Chang Ba's view, among the familiar people, perhaps only Mr. Xiao can compare with his eldest brother.
What are their origins...
While Chang Baye was thinking about it, the young skinheads who were hiding behind him and watching the battle saw that they could not defeat others with their wicked cocoons, so they all sat cross-legged on the ground and recited the Diamond Sutra.
At first it had no effect, but as time went by, countless swastikas fell from the sky.
And gradually condensed and formed, forming a golden glaring King Kong behind the evil cocoon.
With the blessing of King Kong, the original giant's strength instantly increased a lot, and he actually began to regain his disadvantage little by little.
When Mr. Chen saw this, he danced happily: "Oh my, young skinheads are still useful, much more useful than little chirps!"
“I’ll give you whatever delicious food I have in the future!!”
Having said this, the disaster did not forget to look at the little fascist with contempt, who was becoming more and more like a straw bag.
After hearing the words of the disaster, the little fascist was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with anger.
He immediately pulled his iron trousers back to his feet with a cry, revealing a little chirp without even a single hair left.
And facing Mr. Chen, there was a burst of spit and stars flying: "Big chirp, bad chirp, big chirp!!"
Looking at the little guy's bare mini pendant, Chen was sprayed speechless for a moment.
There is no other way. The contributions made by others are "naked" right in front of you. What else can you say? What else do you dare to say! !
So I could only apologize again and again: "Little Jiji, what are you doing? Put it on quickly so you don't catch a cold."
"I wasn't talking about you just now, I was talking about Master Ba! He can eat, drink, and poop, but he can't do anything else!!"
At this time, Chang Baye was carefully watching the battle, but he was in no mood to argue with his good friend.
Fortunately, the big worm was alert: seeing how powerful the young skinhead's blessing was, another stone sculpture fiercely thrust the halberd in his hand towards this side.
"Since you took the initiative to intervene, you can't blame me!"
"Oh, you actually hit the child!" Chang Baye saw this and was about to greet him with his tail, but there was a figure faster than him.
It was the corpse of the scourge who had become involved with the juvenile skinheads.
"Ho ho ho!" While leaping high, an unknown roar came from his mouth.
The arms were stretched out like two solid iron rods, and with the sound of whistling through the air, they swept towards the halberd...
