Chapter 50: The Smoker

This shot directly collapsed the red flower from the head of the long vine, spewing out a large stream of green juice and a terrible scream, and the red flower smashed uselessly on the ground, and there was no movement. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the long vine was still squirting juice and slammed into Han Youran on the ground.

Two rows of spikes open and close like fangs.

The juice was a step faster, dripping onto Han Youran's shoulder, and there was a smoke and a sizzling sound.

Han Youran was a little surprised, the protective clothing on his body had always been very strong, but he didn't expect that at this moment, he couldn't dry this green juice, and it was corroded.

Considering that there was still a Sophie on his back, Han Youran could only try his best to block Sophie with his body up, although this would press Sophie's tattered body under him, but it was better than being corroded by that juice.

Han Youran's body was constantly smoking, and the demon king, who was also corroded, stomped his feet angrily and urgently, but he was helpless.

Han Youran almost lay on the ground, facing up on his back, and continued to pull the trigger, but the trigger was pulled, but no bullets were fired.

Han Youran was stunned for a moment, then scolded, "Grass!"

The long vine that had changed from squirting juice to falling juice had already been pasted, and Han Youran could only use the phantom as a piece of scrap iron, and the chamber of the gun was pushed upwards and stuck in the gap of a row of fangs, temporarily blocking the speed of the long vine.

Han Youran pulled out a short knife from the outside of his calf with his backhand, and put his hand in front of him, the row of fangs had already bitten off, and with a "bang", the sound of metal colliding sounded, and the fangs actually pierced through the knife surface a finger thick, and continued to bite Han Youran under the knife.

Han Youran's face was also followed by the force of his arm, with a grinning appearance, Chang Teng tilted his body, the tips of his teeth almost hit Han Youran's protective clothing, and the other side was blocked by Han Youran with the phantom on his left hand.

The hand holding the short knife turned his wrist desperately, as if he could hear the mournful sound of the wrist, but he finally saw some light, and with the rotation of the wrist, the short knife gradually stood up, stuck into the gap between the fangs and the fangs.

The sound of grinding meat, the dripping juice, after the long vine was cut, the strength was greater, and it suddenly pressed on Han Youran's body, and the left hand that Han Youran was still supporting was also bent down.

Rows of fangs began to bite at the protective clothing on Han Youran's body, although it was not torn for the time being, but it still made Han Youran burst into a foul mouth! As for the position of his chest, it was constantly corroded by the juice, and the bursts of green smoke made this dangerous scene look a little dreamy.

Sophie, who was pressed down with half of her body, anxiously looked for Anya's figure, before she could hear the gunfire behind her, but now she can't hear it, but her sphere of influence is really limited, she didn't see Anya's figure, she only felt a chill, and she kept climbing in her heart.

Anya, who Sophie couldn't see, was behind them at this time, desperately fighting, bathing in fire with her left hand, netherworld with her right hand, her double knives were dyed green with juice, and her whole person became a smoker.

Even if Han Youran could lock on to her through the eyes of subtlety, he couldn't see her figure, he could only see the smoke vaguely, there were too many long vines around Anya! surrounded her whole person, and only occasionally flashed a bright knife light, proving that she was still alive and she was still desperate.