"This sandworm king doesn't seem to have the intention of stopping, and if it goes on like this, it will be a dead end sooner or later." When the Sand Worm King burrowed into the desert, Han Wu reacted immediately, slamming the cross sword into the root and lying on the Sand Worm King's body tightly.

At that time, if Han Wu hadn't reacted quickly enough and prepared immediately, she would have been washed down by those sand and rocks and buried in the desert. Now, Cold Dance can only bet that the Sand Worm King will emerge from the desert when he is about to lose his hold.

It's just that the sand worm king, who was stimulated by the pain, didn't pause at all all this way, and the surrounding sand and stones were scraping cold and painful, and the pressure from the outside world was getting bigger and bigger, and the situation was very urgent.

Suddenly, Han Wu felt a chill, and then a stream of water washed over him. Han Wu opened her eyes suddenly, and her eyes were sour, and she was actually led into an underground river by the Sand Worm King. Han Wu was in a hurry, he could breathe with the help of the gap between the Sandworm King and the sandstone, but now he was underwater, and he couldn't breathe at all.

"You're so ruthless, you want to suffocate me to death!" Han Wu secretly hated, of course she knew the intentions of the Sand Worm King, but now there is nothing to be done at all, what she is fighting for is endurance.

The Sandworm King kept swimming, but the humans on his back were still not thrown off. At this time, to the horror of the Sandworm King, his air bag was stabbed by the cross sword, and the injury was not enough to threaten his life, but it was not able to provide oxygen normally.

If the Sandworm King had taken the land route, he might have been able to drag Han Wu to death, but he didn't expect that the sword on his back had just broken his airbag. This is underwater, but at this time, the comparison between the two is the ability to hold your breath.

Han Wu's consciousness began to be a little confused, the oxygen in her body was almost consumed, and the Sand Worm King was almost at the limit, and the vitality of her body was getting worse and worse. Eventually, the Sandworm King let out an unwilling hiss and hurried towards the sand spur.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the huge body of the Sandworm King burst out of the water, and Han Wu greedily inhaled the oxygen that had not been seen for a long time, and his consciousness instantly recovered.

At this moment, Han Wu did not forget his mission, and followed the momentum of the Sandworm King's breaking through the water, and when his body was thrown away by inertia, he slammed the cross sword out. When the Sandworm King saw the cold dance of the toss, he couldn't react a little, and the human who couldn't get rid of it was actually flying out at this time......

"It's now!" Han Wu looked at the piece of belly on the head of the Sandworm King, held the cross sword upside down with both hands, and slammed it upside down. The Sandworm King's strength had not yet eased up, but he couldn't dodge for a while, and was rightly hit by Han Wu's vital point.

"Hiss~~~" A cry of pain and despair, the Sand Worm King shook violently, and he simply threw Han Wu out of the air. Han Wu smashed straight into the desert, and the skeleton of his whole body was about to fall apart. Looking at the struggling Sandworm King and the cross sword stuck in his head, Han Wu smiled.

Gradually, the Sandworm King stopped struggling and slowly collapsed. The Sandworm King, who was once known as extremely fierce and forbidden by the hunters of Sandworm Village, died at the hands of Han Wu like this.

Han Wu gritted his teeth and propped up his body, feeling the condition of his body, fortunately, he only suffered a little internal injury, and he was fine after a few days of recuperation. Han Wu walked towards the Sandworm King, holding the cross sword and pulling it out violently, this time pulling his own injuries and making him grin again.