A rotten female corpse without facial features came out of the woods, followed closely by another, and then another...
Gradually, countless female corpses poured out of the surrounding woods like a tide. Dolin felt dizzy when he saw them. He couldn't tell the difference between the real body and the hallucination. Just as he was about to go up and do something reckless, something unexpected happened again. Those women The target of the ghost turned out to be the werewolf He Jiamu!
Although the female ghosts moved slowly, their numbers were astonishing. They surrounded He Jiamu and kept chanting: "Don't leave me alone." Then they began to attack.
In Dolin's opinion, the attacks of this kind of devil are nothing more than scratching, biting, and hanging. The werewolf's neck is so thick, and he is so big and round, it is probably impossible to strangle or hang him. It depends on whether these female corpses can antagonize him. Too many kills.
He Jiamu didn't take these ghosts seriously at all. The claws and bites of these ghosts couldn't even leave a white mark on his body. Even if they all crawled on his body, the weight didn't matter to him. In his eyes, There was only the man with the scalpel inside at the moment, and his wound cut by the wind blade had already begun to heal...
"Hey, Jijiu, why did this female ghost come to help us? It was me who injured her just now." Dolin shouted at Jijiu.
Jijiu was thinking about a strategy to deal with the werewolves, and replied a little absentmindedly: "She just found the one with the weakest spiritual consciousness to attack first."
After listening to this, Gang Bong said "Oh?" and then looked back at Daolin specifically, as if to say: So you are not the weakest here. Dorian was speechless that he could act so meanly at this juncture.
At this moment, He Jiamu roared again. His whole body was shaken, and the ghosts were directly ejected. Then he raised his giant claw: "Claw Blade, Wind Blade, Second Company!"
He Jiamu simply ignored the ghosts around him, and the wind blade still headed towards the steel drill. The ghost swept by the wind blade was instantly cut into six pieces.
Gang Yan did not jump to dodge this time, but sideways dodged the first five wind blades. The backhand wind blade that followed had its trajectory exposed due to the presence of ghosts, and was also avoided by Gang Yan.
"Very good, then the game is over." He Jiamu raised his two paws this time, as if he wanted to use both hands.
Jijiu had already spent enough time preparing. He faced the direction of He Jiamu and held his hand in the air: "Ice coffin!"
Countless ice dust rushed towards He Jiamu, and his whole body began to be quickly covered with a layer of white frost, which accumulated thicker and thicker. In just a few seconds, the werewolf turned into a snowman, but he seemed to be still moving slowly.
At this time, Jiujiu was trying his best to manipulate the ice dust. As the ice became thicker and thicker, the outline of the werewolf gradually disappeared. Finally, a huge five-meter-square ice block appeared in the open space. The ice was not transparent, but it was also You can vaguely see the huge black shadow inside.
"He shouldn't be able to move for the time being. When his body freezes, we will break the ice cubes with him." Jijiu said while breathing heavily. It was obvious that the trick just now consumed a lot of energy.
Just a few seconds later, a wolf howled! The huge ice coffin collapsed from the middle, and He Jiamu actually broke the giant ice from the inside.
The shock of quitting drinking couldn't be greater. He was able to prepare this move just now because the steel had restrained the opponent. The ice was harder than steel, but it couldn't suppress the werewolf's power. How strong was He Jiamu!
"Young man who uses ice, don't be anxious. It will be your turn after you finish taking care of him." He Jiamu's attitude was still calm and he once again raised his two giant claws towards the steel: "Claw blade, wind blade, four even!"
Gang Rong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Hey... I don't have enough information. You are indeed harder to deal with than I thought." After saying that, he disappeared from everyone's sight again.
Wherever the wind blade passed, only a large piece of female ghost was torn to pieces, but the steel blade was actually faster than the wind blade. He had already dodged all the attacks. When the figure reappeared, it was already on the side of He Jiamu, with streaks of red A bright light suddenly appeared on the werewolf's torso, and blood spurted out from the muscles. In just a moment, he had been stabbed dozens of times with steel knives.
"Hahaha...hahahaha! Ghost hunter!" He Jiamu laughed after being slashed: "You are as weak as I thought!"
He Jiamu turned a blind eye to the injuries on his body, and kicked the steel iron out with a side kick.
He hit a tree like a cannonball, breaking the tree in half. He spurted a mouthful of blood, and then sat on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"F*ck!" Daolin roared and rushed towards He Jiamu. A stream of heat continued to rise all over his body, and he was obviously using the spiritual consciousness gathering technique to burn his blood.
"Hmph, he hasn't died yet, and you're here to die in a hurry?" He Jiamu looked at Daolin who jumped in the air and punched him, as if he was already looking at a dead man. With such speed and power, he only had to stretch out his hand to punch him. He could make Dolin into meat skewers, but when he was about to do it, he found that his hands and chest were frozen again, and he couldn't move for a while.
Dorian punched the werewolf on the neck with all his strength. At the moment of contact, he only felt pain, a bone-piercing pain, as if he had hit the reinforced concrete with all his strength, and the bones of the entire arm seemed to be broken. , his fist was cut to pieces by the werewolf's steel-like mane.
He Jiamu had a fierce look in his eyes. His ability to quit drinking had already made him very angry, but now Daolin actually came up and punched him. At this moment, he was really angry.
He Jiamu roared and broke free from the shackles of Bingchen, and he was already in front of Daolin with just one step. Daolin had just landed on the ground and had not yet stabilized when he felt the strong wind whistling, but there was nothing he could do. This is Absolute gap in strength.
He Jiamu did not directly pierce Daolin's chest, but grabbed his neck and threw Daolin out with one hand, hitting the direction of Qingjiu.
Before Daolin could hit Jijiu, He Jiamu's voice was followed by countless wind blades: "Claw blades, wind blades, chaos!"
With He Jiamu as the center, countless wind blades shot out. These attacks were aimless, destroying everything around them like hurricanes. The trees were directly cut into several sections, leaving ravines on the ground. The ghosts that had been killed to pieces were now gone.
Jijiu caught Dowling, and the ice shield kept forming, breaking, forming, and breaking in front of him. He knew that he couldn't resist it for much longer, so he simply decided to give it a go.
In the high sky, a huge ice blade condensed. The wing of a Boeing 747 was no more than that. It slashed straight towards the center of the wind blade. At the same time, blood overflowed from Jijiu's mouth. This was his last With one blow, the ice shield could no longer be maintained, and he could only drag Dolin and hide in the woods. From now on, Daolin has been breathing more out and less in. Jijiu suspects that his neck has been broken. Although the steel ball flew far away, it is difficult to tell whether he is dead or alive under such an attack. It can be said that if This blow cannot kill the werewolf, and all three of them will be buried here today.
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