"Tick, tick. ”

The fat man's sweat continued to drip to the ground, and the man wearing the demon mask on the other side gave him an incomparably huge pressure. Although he had seen many spirits more powerful than Ghost Face in his family before, no one would do anything to him at that time.

This is the first time that the fat man, who has not made many shots, has faced the star spirit body that has already entered the product alone in the true sense!

"Even if I die today, I will never get close to him!" the fat man roared with red eyes. The fat man knew that this unfamiliar cheap big brother might be his only hope for returning to Long Xiangxing. When it's time to lay down on the fat man, he will never back down. Even in the face of the terrifying ghost face of the people who had already been killed in this Dili Forest.

Ghost Face pulled out the scabbard of the butcher knife and gently stuck it on the ground, two fingers stroked the snow-white blade, and walked towards the fat man step by step.

"You are not a real spirit yet, and you have no chance of winning against me, so you will be captured, and I will leave you two with a pair of whole corpses. The ghost face straightened the mask on his face and said without emotion. It was as if in front of him were not two living people, but two pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

The handle of the fat man's hammer has long been embedded with a star-rated spirit stone, and this war hammer is also a real star-rated beast spirit mecha!

Ghost Face still walked towards the fat man step by step, and what Ghost Face didn't expect was that the fat man on the other side actually rushed up to meet him with an arrow.

"I am a child of the family, and I am not afraid of strong enemies!" The fat man yelled in his heart.

Boom!

According to normal logic, if a light cold weapon such as a sword and a heavy blunt weapon such as a hammer are hard knocked, the sword is often shattered or even curled.

However, the collision of the warhammer and the butcher's knife has subverted people's traditional perceptions. The butcher's knife did not roll its blade and was not shattered, and he didn't even tremble, but the fat man holding the hammer took several steps back.

Ghostface pointed a knife at the fat man in one hand and said, "You must know that your resistance in the presence of true spirits is a joke. ”

The fat man, who usually had a broken mouth, did not refute the ghost face at this moment, but picked up the hammer again and smashed it.

As the spirit stone on the handle of the hammer dimmed, the entire hammer body brightened. The volleyball-sized hammer slammed into the ghost face with a howling wind.

"Hmph! It's just a grasshopper shaking a tree. The corners of Ghost Face's mouth turned up slightly, and he snorted coldly. With a flick of the butcher's knife, it slashed precisely at the handle of the hammer three inches below the head of the hammer.

With the fat man's exclamation, this awakened beast spirit mecha came out of his hand, and the ground not far away was dusty.

Ghostface didn't grasp this perfect opportunity to inflict heavy damage on the enemy, but instead made a gesture of retracting the knife. Said to the fat man: "Go and pick up your weapon again, you remember, as long as you can stand up, you can't throw away the weapon in your hand!"

The fat man gritted his teeth, picked up the hammer that smashed on the ground again, and spit out a breath of turbidity, and his mountain-like body rushed towards the ghost face with a dragon-like step.

Seeing the fat man rushing up like a dragon, Ghost Face's eyes lit up under the evil ghost mask. He also shouted in his mouth: "It's good to come!" and then raised the slaughter general and greeted the fat man.

The fat man learned a lot smarter, and he knew that although his strength could be hopeless and disadvantageous in his peers, but in the face of this ghost, it was really looking for death.

When he left Long Xiangxing, the fat man's father repeatedly told An Xing that he must not use the martial arts of the Xiang family until he had to do so, so as not to be coveted by those who have a heart.

But at this existential juncture, the fat man can't care so much!

The huge body flickered around the ghost face, and the weighty warhammer in his hand was not opening and closing, but using the relatively flexible basic moves of topping, teasing, and slamming.

The fat man has also learned a lot smarter, and with the flexibility of his body, he tries to avoid colliding with the ghost face, but flexibly uses the procrastination trick.

The longer he struggled with the ghost face, the more time Yu Xing had to recover. Even if Yu Xingneng stood up, two people fleeing separately might kill one less person.

But this is destined to be just the wishful thinking of the fat man.

After dozens of moves with the fat man, the ghost face took advantage of the fat man's breath to directly flip the butcher's knife and slammed the fat man's chest with the butcher's knife.

The fat man flew upside down three or five meters in an instant, and his face had a real "intimate contact" with the ground.

Obviously, the point of contact between the knife handle and the fat man's chest is small, but the chest looks like it has been smashed by a hammer.

"Poof"

The fat man's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Ghostface walked over to the fat man who was coughing up blood on the ground with a knife. Without saying a word, he stuck the knife on the ground and punched and kicked the fat man.

"Phew, you thing that is not a human or a ghost, the fat man can't beat you, the fat man admits it, if you want to kill you, kill you quickly, what's the matter if you beat me!" The fat man kept scolding while enduring the stormy fist.

"You fat pig has rough skin and thick meat, and it's not bad to be a sandbag, wait until I kill the waste of the soul summoning grass alive, and then come back to continue entertaining you." Ghost Face stopped punching and kicking the fat man and walked towards Yu Xing.

The fat man spat out a mouthful of blood, and there was a knocked out tooth inside. He struggled to open his swollen eyes, and roared, "You bastard! You are coming at me! What are you to attack a person who has no power to fight back!"

Ghost Face frowned when he heard the fat man's shouting, and suddenly felt a pain in his calf, only to find that the fat man was holding one of his legs, and even his nails had been buckled into the flesh of his calf.

Yu Xing, who was sitting cross-legged in the back, was very anxious and guilty. Because of his own recklessness, the fat man is fighting for himself.

Although the fat man is desperately trying to protect Yu Xing at the moment has some selfish motives of his own, the two have only known each other for a few days. Even the fat man doesn't know what his real name is now.

Maybe the fat man and Huo Bo have known each other for a long time, but the fat man didn't regard Yu Xing as Huo Bo at the beginning.

This fat man's sacrifice for his life and generous gift of medicine have made Yu Xing recognize this brother from the bottom of his heart. After all, the fat man was the first person Yu Xing met when he came out of the earth and treated him sincerely.

Yu Xing felt as if he had experienced a death, and he had lost control of his body after swallowing the Soul Grass. However, he felt that his perception was much sharper, and he could clearly perceive the flying insects that had hit the cobwebs in the woods not far away, without looking at them.

"Hey, who's where!" Yu Xing sensed something flashing from the trees not far away. But he wanted to shout but couldn't.

Just when Xing was so anxious, he suddenly felt that he could control this "Hobo" body again!

Not far away, the ghost face had already broken free, and the fat man pulled out the butcher knife from the ground, and the fat man was about to die!