……

Cracking sound!

Wang Yan's bones erupted with a series of dull sounds, and the muscle fibers bulged from the roots, like a python clinging to the gold-armored corpse. He is confident enough that even if he strangles a stubborn stone, he can screw it to pieces inch by inch. Under the blazing pure yang true fire, even a piece of refined iron can turn it into molten iron.

It's a pity that the golden armor corpse will not be a stubborn stone, nor a piece of fine iron. The terrifying A-level powerhouse is far beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding. The golden armor corpse will be fierce and chirping, and little by little it will open Wang Yan's strangulation.

Wang Yan's muscle fibers are cracked one by one. On the face that was extremely cold, in the nose, in the mouth, and even in the ears and eyes, blood slowly seeped out. The collapse of the body's tissue structure did not shake his will in the slightest, and even if he died, he would never let go.

If the Golden Armor Corpse is allowed to run rampant on the battlefield, any attack on the Corpse Boy will be defused.

At this moment, he only has extremely firm beliefs, believing in himself and believing in his teammates. No words, no eyes, he believed in his comrades.

"Squeak~" The little ferret rushed like lightning, jumped up in the air, and a mouthful of light blue ice mist spat the face of the golden armored corpse. Then he scratched and scratched his claws, scratching at the shocking claw marks on his face.

A dignified A-level powerhouse was actually overwhelmed by a D-level demon. The golden armor corpse will be furious, and roar, trying to shake the little ferret away. Unexpectedly, the little ferret was very clever, and one of them turned over and jumped onto the head of the golden armor corpse, and continued to perform his unique stunt to splash the wind claw, scratch his face, and scratch his scalp. Poke him in the eye. Tear his ears. Pick his nose.

The little ferret strongly interfered with the attention of the Golden Armor Corpse and caused extremely serious physical and mental trauma to the Golden Armor Corpse.

"Xiao Yan!" Wu Ya Ange's lips trembled slightly, and tears of distress dripped from his deep eyes. At some point, between her delicate fingers, a blade as thin as paper was clamped. She's waiting, waiting for an opportunity. One last chance, and she would never allow herself to fail again.

As an Assassin, the most important thing is not strength. Speed, explosiveness. It's patience, and only patience can find the best time.

Even though she watched Wang Yan's muscles crack one by one, on her naked~ exposed body, blood continued to drip out of the pores. If the time is not perfect, she can only endure it.

"桀桀桀~"

The corpse boy was vigilant, and his eyes swept over the corpse Dao and Wu Ya Ange, and at the same time laughed wildly: "Childish, this kid is too naïve. You think you've locked up the Golden Armor Corpse. Can you create a chance for your two half-crippled teammates? This sect master has fought hundreds of times in his life, what kind of scene has he never experienced? Be careful, don't push this kid too hard to death, he's a valuable baby!hehehe~"

He didn't believe that with a little ferret and that stinky boy, he could really control the dignified golden armor corpse.

"Master, senior brother!" the corpse man walked up to the corpse boy step by step with a slight tremble, knelt down with a pop, and said in grief and despair, "Please, stop it." ”

"Get out, don't force this sect master to kill you with his own hands. The corpse boy's face turned grim, and he trembled and raised his palms.

"Senior brother, since you are obsessed!" the corpse Taoist kowtowed three times in pain, then got up and said, "Then senior brother is sorry for you." As soon as the words fell, the corpse Taoist made a bold move, flew to kill, and grabbed the corpse boy's hand with one claw.

The jade wrench was so big that the corpse boy could only pull it in the palm of his hand.

"Childish, still so naïve at this age!" The corpse boy raised his eyebrows, and a cloud of black qi condensed in his right hand, and he slapped it out with a palm.

Unexpectedly, things changed suddenly.

The posture of the corpse Taoist snatching the jade wrench changed, and he took the initiative to meet the palm with his chest.

"Bang!"

The palm slapped the corpse man's chest, and the black gas exploded. The old body of the corpse Dao man flew diagonally for more than ten meters like a kite with a broken string. With a "coax", he fell headlong into the cold pool, splashing in all directions.

"Senior brother!" the corpse boy roared with horror on his face, he never expected that the ultimate goal of the junior brother was to beg for death, and it was to beg for death in his hands!

The corpse boy stood dumbfounded, trembling violently from his heart to his body, his face was white and blue, and his expression became extremely hideous: "Why? Why are you? Do you think that by dying in my hands, you can repay my kindness to you? Do you think that if you die like this, you will be free?"

Scenes from the past hit his corpse boy's mind like a movie.

"Senior brother, where are you? Don't hide, I can't find you. Woo woo~ Senior brother, I'm so scared, I don't want to play hide and seek anymore. ”

"Senior brother, are you hungry? This is the chicken I stole from the kitchen, you should eat it quickly. ”

"Senior brother, help, help!"

"Senior brother, I don't dare, I won't dare to play by the water again. ”

……

"Gollum!" the corpse man in the cold pool was sinking little by little, and a mouthful of water poured into his throat. But he didn't struggle, he didn't resist, he just let himself sink quietly. The scenes of the past also swept my heart at the same time.

Hantan, it is this cold pool.

At that time, because he was greedy for fun, he accidentally fell into this cold pool, and it was the senior brother who desperately rescued him. As a result, the senior brother fell ill for three months and fell ill for life.

Perhaps, this is fate.

At that time, the senior brother snatched his life back from the hands of God and from this cold pool, allowing himself to live for another hundred years. Now, he personally sent himself into this cold pool.

That's fine, no more entanglement, no more heartache.

"Goodbye, Uyaange. Goodbye, Xiao Liu. Take care, stinky boy. I'm sorry, brother!"

In the clear cold pool of ice water, his zombie face looked extraordinarily calm.

……

"You dare, you dare to die!" the corpse boy roared in panic with anger on his face, "This sect master won't let you die, you dare to die!" The scenes of the past were intertwined with the scenes in front of him, piercing his heart like a thorn, piercing his heart with blood.

Streams of violent black gas swirled around him.

The corpse boy's face was pale and full of tears. Stumbling towards Hantan, at this moment, he is like a madman, a madman who has lost his mind. Jumped up and rushed towards the cold pool.

……

Wu Ya Ange's pupils constricted to the extreme, and his teeth bit his jade lips so that blood dripped down. Sun Shu's great enmity and Wang Yan's life could not tolerate the slightest ripple and hesitation in her heart.

The best opportunity has come!

All the power that had just recovered exploded at this moment, and she was like a poisonous scorpion that had only been dormant in the dark night for a long time, seizing the best opportunity to launch a fatal blow. Miao Man's delicate body jumped up silently, and the cold light between her fingers pierced the back of the corpse boy mercilessly.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered.

The corpse boy in mid-air shuddered, but instead of turning back to fight back, he threw something backwards.

It was a jade wrench, which was the inheritance of the Xuan Corpse Sect - the Xuan Corpse Relic.

"Whoa!" the corpse boy plunged headlong into the cold pool.

Wu Ya Ange was slightly stunned, then twisted his waist, swept backwards and caught up with the jade wrench, grabbed it with his hand, and copied the jade wrench in his hand. At this moment, she couldn't care about anything, she knelt on the ground weakly, and screamed at Wang Yan and the golden armor corpse general: "The corpse relics are in my hands, and the corpse boy is not the acting sect master." Golden armor corpse general, you still dare to be an enemy of the National Africa Bureau!!"

Chasing and killing the corpse boy is important, but nothing is more important than Wang Yan's life.

As soon as the golden armor corpse saw the jade wrench, he trembled, stopped struggling and resisting, and was twisted by Wang Yan so that the golden armor of his whole body rattled. The burning fire is still burning the golden armor corpse.

And the little ferret continued to entrench itself on the head of the golden armor corpse, and it was also desperately exerting its strength. Ice Mist and Wind Splash Claw alternately give the Golden Armor Corpse a head-on attack, and the moves are all aimed at the weakest point of the opponent. Although the difference in strength levels between the two sides is huge, the physical and mental damage that can be inflicted on the Golden Armor Corpse is far greater than that of Wang Yan.

"Girl, let this little squirrel get out of the way, and let the boy go, he's crazy. If this seat does not resist, I am afraid that it will be hanged and refined by him. The golden armor corpse couldn't bear it anymore, and roared, "Where did this kid get such fierce strength? Fortunately, the level of this pure yang true fire is still low! If you don't let him go, I can only explode." ”

Wu Ya Ange wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staggered over, and whispered in Wang Yan's ear: "Xiaoyan, I'm Ange." Let go, the matter is settled. ”

That voice lingered in Wang Yan's ears like a dream. Wang Yan's heart, which was tense to the extreme, gradually relaxed. The bulging muscles relaxed, and the flames of fire entered the body.

Wu Ya Ange showed a relieved expression, and it can be seen from this that Wang Yan has 100% trust in her heart.

Suddenly, Wang Yan fell straight backwards, as if this relaxation had been reduced, and he could no longer hold on to the oil and lamp.

Wu Ya Ange hurriedly stretched his lotus arms, hugged him, and gently hugged him in his arms. Bei Ya bit his lip lightly, and trembled to help Wang Yan wipe the blood on his face and body. On his naked~ naked body, many muscle fibers have collapsed, and beads of blood and sweat are fused together, making it difficult to distinguish from each other.

Squeak~ The little ferret jumped down from the head of the golden armor corpse quite familiarly, fell to Wang Yan's side, stretched out his tongue and licked his face in distress. Tears glistened in his bright eyes.

The golden armor corpse sat on the ground, looked around himself, and found that he had strangled a series of hoops on his golden armor, and his whole body was charred and extremely embarrassed. It's really unimaginable that a kid with C-level strength can force him to be like this. What's even more exaggerated is that on his face, countless scars were scratched by the little ferret, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.

Yu Guang saw the little ferret, and the dignified golden armor corpse couldn't help but chill from the bottom of his heart. This little thing looks cute and harmless on the outside. But when he got into a frenzy, it was really ferocious and terrifying to the extreme.

…… (To be continued......)