The fist wrapped around the ice-blue shadow was raised high, pointing towards the thousands of pitch-black tentacles with wind pressure visible to the naked eye.
It was just a punch, but it exploded like a missile. Tentacles as dense as a wall exploded, and dark blood splattered all over the floor.
Pure ice-frozen filthy blood, Zheng Yuan tilted slightly and calmly dodged a tentacle that suddenly stabbed him. The strong wind blew his hair flying.
But the next second, the three main wrists in one were shot from the sky, and Zheng Yuan, who was blocked from all dodge space, was pushed into the ground.
Flying dust rose up, and the extremely dirty octopus did not give Zheng Yuan time to breathe. It raised its tentacles, which were more than one circle smaller, and slapped the area where Zheng Yuan was located wildly. The dust flew up and the earth cracked.
But within a moment, it stopped and let out a high-pitched cry of pain. At some point, its eight main wrists were stained with icy blue shadows, and its skin was eroded.
"My incarnation of appetite must not be feeling well, cough cough."
Zheng Yuan, whose body was ablaze with ghosts and covered in blood, coughed and whispered, pushed away the ice cubes created in the crisis that were pressing on him, and stood up staggeringly, with a smile on his face.
This octopus was too vigilant and only used the tiniest tentacles to attack Zheng Yuan. Even if it was infected by the shadow, it was cut off decisively, making it difficult for the shadow to do its job. In desperation, Zheng Yuan could only use himself as bait to lure the extremely evil octopus. octopus.
"It's just that the price is a bit high, but it's not uncomfortable either."
After breaking the broken ribs, Zheng Yuan grinned, his teeth stained with blood, and looked at the filthy octopus screaming in pain with blazing eyes.
I saw the extremely filthy octopus dancing its tentacles wildly. The shadows in the middle of the huge tentacles were like gangrene on the bones, burning and growing. The tentacles slapped each other, trying to extinguish the shadows, but they were infected. More places.
It felt the pain, roared and twisted its limbs, struggling on the ground, crushing one house after another.
Zheng Yuan stood there, holding his knees with his hands, breathing heavily, letting the tentacles dance over his head, and debris blown by the strong wind flew everywhere.
"Keep working hard!"
Zheng Yuan smiled, and the slight wound on his face that had not yet healed opened. A few drops of blood scratched from his cheek to his collarbone. The bloody traces added a bit of evil energy to Zheng Yuan, and looked like a tattoo.
Taking a strong breath and suppressing the emptiness and hunger in his body, Zheng Yuan's pupils were as red as charcoal, as if they were going to burn in the next moment, his heart was beating violently, the blood flow was as fierce as a waterfall, and his fair skin became rosy. The blood vessels bulged, making Zheng Yuan look like an Asura.
The ice-blue appetite burned in his hands again, as if he were wearing a boxing glove. Zheng Yuan looked up with firm eyes, only to find that the filthy octopus that was struggling just now had stopped moving. It was like a sculpture, with only what The still eroding appetite symbolizes its survival.
"..."
Suddenly, there was a bad feeling in his heart. Without time to think about it, he suddenly retreated backwards. The next second, the place where Zheng Yuan was standing had been pierced by thousands of tiny dark tentacles.
"Damn it, you actually lost your skin?"
Looking at the extremely filthy octopus in front of him, which was only slightly smaller in size, Zheng Yuan gritted his teeth and said.
The big eyes of the extremely filthy octopus flashed with a look of ridicule visible to the naked eye, and thousands of tentacles rushed towards Zheng Yuan.
"Huh, it was such a hard fight. I thought that one move would end it, but I didn't expect..."
Zheng Yuan shook his head, looking calmly at the tentacles that seemed to be blocking the land and making the world darken, and shook his head gently with no hint of joy or anger.
"Let me see what I can do now!"
Almost gritting his teeth, Zheng Yuan squeezed out the last bit of energy in his body. With an unprecedented sense of power brought by the unprecedented emptiness, Zheng Yuan roared and punched forward.
"Extremely annihilated!"
The power derived from Zheng Yuan's appetite gathered in front of Zheng Yuan's fist, spinning out from his powerful body. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, like a tornado, and the air flow visible to the naked eye rotated in front of Zheng Yuan's fist, and the air flow mixed with ice blue shadows rolled to the extreme. The tentacles of the dirty octopus were stagnant and trembling, as if they were about to be rolled around.
"Extremely annihilated!"
He punched again, and all the tough tentacles broke. Dark and sticky body fluids were spread everywhere, and a fishy-sweet smell filled the air.
There was no time to deal with the hallucinogenic liquid. Zheng Yuan gritted his teeth and hammered the extremely dirty octopus crazily. Even if the tentacles penetrated the flesh, even if the finger bones were broken, the skin and flesh were split open, and the pain filled his mind, Zheng Yuan remained firm and did not hesitate. Punch forward.
The wind howled, the sound of the earth cracking and the painful roar of the filthy octopus were heard endlessly. At this time, its battle with Zheng Yuan had destroyed the entire town into ruins, and ravines ten meters wide stretched for hundreds of meters, like scars on the earth.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
At this time, he was no longer willing to speak. Zheng Yuan roared and punched, his body covered in blood, his muscles bulging like armor, and white steam rising from his body. His handsome face was now as ferocious as an evil ghost, with veins all over it. It exploded from the neck to the cheeks.
The extremely filthy octopus struggled to resist. Whenever its tentacles were interrupted, they regenerated. The tentacles dispersed into tens of millions like tens of thousands of flexible and dancing spears, stabbing Zheng Yuan from all directions, and then retreated under Zheng Yuan's iron fist. Occasionally, they almost The tentacles that were able to break through Zheng Yuan's attack were unable to cause fatal damage to Zheng Yuan. They only penetrated Zheng Yuan's body for a few centimeters before being broken by Zheng Yuan, leaving a bloody hole in Zheng Yuan's body.
The dark body fluids gathered into a pond on the ground, and the fishy smell in the air was so strong that it seemed to stick to his nose. Zheng Yuan's eyes were red, and the world seemed to be spinning, twisting into a whirlpool in front of his eyes, but he still did not fall. The pain in his body, the pain in his body, The feeling of emptiness, the belief that he would not fall down, and the greedy and endless appetite, these negative states now made Zheng Yuan hold on.
The size of the extremely filthy octopus has changed from covering the sky to only ten meters tall. Its thousand-meter-long tentacles are now only as thick as Zheng Yuan's arm even if they are combined into the main wrist. Although its appearance is still intact, the vigorous momentum has disappeared.
It let out a high-pitched scream. It didn't understand why this tiny thing in front of it could explode with such power, destroying its body to the point of almost disappearing. The fear in its heart occupied the high ground, so it began to resist Zheng Yuan's attack. The fist changed slightly and squirmed back.
"..."
Looking at the red world in front of him, at the moment when the extremely dirty octopus wanted to retreat, the sudden flaw made Zheng Yuan's brain hesitate for a moment, and then the physical instinct cultivated over many years made Zheng Yuan pull forward.
With an instinctive hold, an ice spear appeared instantly. This was the result of countless exercises. With both hands holding the ice pole that fit the palm best, Zheng Yuan jumped high, ignoring the tentacles like a snake's nest.
"Die!"
ps: Brothers, this is not for updating. I just want to tell you that I am not dead yet. I am not planning to eunuch this book. As for the update, it is indeed too slow and there is no inspiration. In addition, I may publish the next plot. I don’t know if it’s possible. Those who are lazy and short and weak like me can go to Biquge. I have no objection, just don’t watch pirated copies and then come over and scold me (I will humbly accept normal suggestions)
