The huge ice blade weighed more than a thousand kilograms, and it was even more powerful when it fell from the air. The frantic He Jiamu realized that the crisis was approaching, and it was difficult to dodge. He only heard a loud noise, and the earth seemed to tremble, followed by smoke and dust flying all over the sky. A huge crack was left on the ground, as if it could be caused by an earthquake, and a huge piece of ice was stuck in the crack.
The wind blade... stopped!
Jijiu carried Dolin out of the woods. Next to the huge crack in the ground, a severed arm was still twitching. The entire shoulder had been cut off. The owner of the arm had obviously been pressed into the ground by the entire blade, like a kitchen knife. It's like chopping up a cockroach, except this arm probably only has plasma left.
They found Gang Yan. He had not fainted before. He was just kicked so hard that he could not breathe. He was not killed by the wind blades that were fired at random, but he had just received a few blows.
"Look at whether Dolin's neck is broken. It's best to deal with it now." On the surface, Qingjiu's injuries are not serious, but in fact he has overused his psychic powers. Now he feels like he is burning inside. After saying this, He was sitting against the tree next to the steel pot, panting and vomiting blood.
But at this time, the female ghost came to join in the fun again, and there were a flood of dead bodies all around. All three of them were injured at this time, and the boat capsized in the ditch was just for this opportunity.
However, it seemed that God did not want them to die in the hands of the minions. He Jiamu's voice came again: "So... who should we start with? You three must have a good taste."
A tall black figure gradually came from the smoke. This one-armed werewolf was still alive. Confusion was written on Gang Rong's face, and he muttered to himself, "Why aren't you dead yet?"
In fact, Dowling had not been unconscious, but his neck was seriously injured and he could not express his opinion. At this moment, as soon as the steel pipe had straightened his bones and windpipe, he shouted: "Hey, is there anything you can do? ?」
He Jiamu had already walked in front of the three of them. He actually took his broken arm and chewed it, "Just now was your last chance. I really feel sorry for you. If I hadn't carried the skate with one hand in the end." In one second, I might not be able to jump away."
He threw away the severed arm and continued: "Then, I'll send you on your way first!"
He Jiamu reached out and took the head of Jijiu. The latter was really unable to hide at this moment. Gang Yan sighed and wanted to take the blow regardless of the broken wound. However, after a second, his blood stained his head. whole body.
A werewolf's arm flew out. This was He Jiamu's only remaining arm. He looked at Daolin in front of him in horror. He couldn't believe that Daolin had caught the blow just now!
Jijiu took a long breath and said to the steel man: "He transformed again?"
Gang Biao smiled: "Daolin before he was fifteen years old was really powerful, but..."
Dolin turned around and scolded Jijiu: "Change your soul, this is my strength!" His hair and eyes remained unchanged, and his tone was even more difficult for others to imitate. This was obviously still the usual Dolin.
Gang Yan continued what he just said: "However, although Dolin was great when he was a child, I knew from the beginning that Dolin now is also extraordinary!"
He Jiamu, who had lost his arms, screamed and backed away. He recovered from the shock. The blow just now was indeed received by Daolin. When his sharp claws were about to touch Qingjiu's throat, Daolin He actually shot at almost the same speed as him, and then He Jiamu felt a chill on his shoulder, and his arm was cut off and flew out.
He Jiamu quickly retreated to the distant woods and hid. He didn't seem to be planning to escape yet. He seemed to be waiting for an opportunity. After all, Daolin and the other two were at the end of their game, and it was still hard to say whether they would win or lose.
Gang Yan sat down comfortably against the tree, lit a cigarette, and said again as if complaining: "Why is he not dead yet?"
Dolin now had a short sword in his hand. It was slightly longer than a dagger. The blade was very narrow and the whole body was like dark amber. Just now, it was this weapon that instantly cut off the werewolf's arm as thick as a tree trunk, and it was actually a drop of blood. None.
"What's going on with Daolin? Has he really been hiding his strength all this time?" Jingjiu saw that Gangbong had a calm attitude, so he had no intention of chasing him for the time being. Instead, he took the time to regain his strength and asked at the same time.
Cleared up the doubts in my heart.
Gang Biao laughed straight there: "It should be that he broke through a bottleneck at a critical moment. That weapon is proof of his improvement in spiritual consciousness."
When Daolin saw He Jiamu retreating, he did not catch up, but rushed towards the waves of ghosts. He could already tell that these ghosts were just hallucinations, so he took the real body of the female ghost directly.
Dolin grabbed the female ghost's neck from the ghost tide and pressed her against a tree. He pointed the sword in his right hand at her throat, "Woman, if you don't want to lose your soul, just stay calm and maintain the ghost realm." , don’t let that werewolf run away, don’t hurt my friends.”
At this time, the female ghost revealed her true form, a woman with long hair covering her face. She seemed to succumb to Dorian's threat, nodded, and then retreated into the darkness, and the phantoms around her disappeared like a tide.
After Dolin solved the problem of the female ghost, he no longer had any worries. He turned back and walked towards the messy open space, preparing to slowly clean up the He family.
At this moment, both of He Jiamu's arms are broken, and he can no longer use the wind blade that he is best at. After all, he is not a Saiyan who can spray shock waves from his mouth. The only remaining tricks he has are biting and kicking, but his limbs are missing. After the balance changes, his speed will inevitably be affected.
The biggest problem is the loss of psychological advantage. Daolin, who was originally regarded as trivial by He Jiamu among the three, suddenly used amazing strength. This is an important reason for He Jiamu to hide. If he is not careful, It might have been his own neck that was cut off this time.
Daolin stood in the middle of the clearing with a very arrogant look. He did have the arrogance at this moment. The werewolf who could not even be seriously injured by the steel sword was easily maimed by the black sword in his hand. He heard the steel ball He said that when his spiritual consciousness reaches a certain level, he can get weapons belonging to his soul, so he was a little carried away and thought that he was now on the same level as Gang Bing.
"Hey! His surname is He! Weren't you so crazy when you grabbed me by the neck and threw a shot put? Why have you changed to the obscene route now? Come out and kneel down to admit your mistake and die. Maybe I'll give it to you when I'm in a good mood. Leave a whole body!" Dolin yelled towards the woods: "Oh, by the way, you don't have any whole body anymore, why don't I kill a dog and bury it with you, then it will be a joint job."
Daolin was there brazenly scolding He Jiamu, and Jiaqing was shaking his head as he listened. It is estimated that in the ancient battles of holding the city, if Daolin went to scold the streets and ask for a fight, in less than ten minutes, everyone would come out to fight with you. Fight.
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