Duan Yushan's arms were mutated, and a pair of huge mantis sickles grew out, long enough to be long, hideous and sharp, and the cold air was overwhelming.

He likes praying mantises, which are the perfect predators, but they are too small to be noticed. If the size is comparable, the Always Praying Mantis can hunt a tiger effortlessly.

That's why he chooses a praying mantis for his attack form.

The cold light flashed, and the murderous aura was rampant, and the pair of scythes were dazzled by his dancing, like a pair of rapidly rotating gears, cutting towards Wei Liang.

Wang Jiawu had no intention of interfering at all, and was extremely confident in Duan Yushan's strength, because he had gained a lot in the game, coupled with the recent burning, killing and looting, it was almost difficult to find opponents in the entire second layer.

He paid more attention to the beauty, oh, what a wonderful person, never tired of looking at her, she was like the cold moonlight, the snow of early winter, she was deeply fascinating, and once you looked at it, you would fall into it and be unable to extricate yourself.

Many men have jokingly said that if you marry the most beautiful woman in the world, you will have no regrets even if you die the next day. Wang Jiawu also said this after drinking, of course it was a joke, no one wants to die, if they can, who doesn't want to stay with a beauty?

But now, his mind has changed, the fairy in front of him, don't say that he has a cave with him, or even kiss him, no, even if he holds hands, he has no regrets in this life.

He thought, it was a matter of time, provided that the smiling man was dealt with first, but seeing that he was smiling so harmlessly and weak, it shouldn't be a ruthless corner.

He suddenly became a little jealous, this beauty, standing behind the man like that, looking soft and timid, really damn it, what qualifications does that man have to protect her?

She should not be desecrated by anyone but herself.

Wang Jiawu thought, maybe after they fight to the death, he should do something, such as stabbing Duan Yushan in the back, that rude and reckless man still wants to blaspheme the fairy? Dream!

He didn't even want to touch a single hair of hers!

After a long time, Wang Jiawu's gaze broke free from Yin Wuya's face, and he paid a little attention to observe the battle situation.

Things don't seem to be rosy.

The smiling man was not a soft persimmon, in fact, he was a little terrifying, and a big blue hand erupted from his arm, hideous and evil, and he completely suppressed Duan Yushan.

The pair of sharp and shiny scythes, already in tatters, were covered with scars, and their dancing was jerky and slow, and they no longer had their original majesty.

How so?

After a brief period of distraction, Wang Jiawu understood what he should do.

He let out a low roar, and his originally thin body swelled and turned into a giant, rushing into the battlefield with heavy steps.

With each step, the earth trembled slightly.

Wei Liang had a little difficulty dealing with Duan Yushan, that guy still had two brushes, but the shape was still under control, and if nothing else, he would be killed in a while.

But this balance was broken by Wang Jiawu.

The tall green giant was in full swing and in full swing, like an indestructible artillery battery, constantly sending out thunderous offensives.

If he fights alone, Wei Liang is not afraid of anyone, but his physical strength has been consumed a lot, and in the face of Wang Jiawu's offset, he is naturally powerless.

The glow of the demon's hand is dimming, and demonic energy is running low. The enemy is an adventurer of the same level as him, all of them are highly skilled, and each battle consumes a lot of energy.

The sturdy demonic hand became scarred, and dark blue blood flowed out.

Duan Yushan was a violent maniac, a madman, he didn't pay any attention to his trauma, and when he saw that Wei Liang was injured, he was even more excited, like a wolf smelling blood, and said with a cruel smile: "I see how long you can hold on." ”

The scars on the scythe gradually healed, and he not only attacked sharply, but also had a good ability to heal himself.

Wei Liang is different, because of the pursuit of the ultimate, he is only a pitiful one with strong attack power, weak defense and regeneration ability.

Wang Jiawu is in a better state, he has the blood of the Hulk, has defended against people, and is basically not injured.

For Wei Liang, the situation is getting worse and worse.

He still has hole cards, he is not flustered, and he is smiling as before.

"Laugh at your mother's stinking hi."

Duan Yushan hated his face very much, and in his impression, the glasses man who sneaked up on him also had a harmless smile on his face, and when no one thought of it, he knocked on his dick hard, leaving a wound of shame.

He didn't have a chance to find the glasses man to take revenge, but he was able to vent the evil fire on Wei Liang, so he attacked without fear of death.

The Hulk also went on the offensive.

The two often join forces to fight against the enemy, and they have a tacit understanding and are almost seamless. The Hulk carries the damage in front of him, and two large scythes swoop in from the side.

There is a good saying, two fists are hard to beat four hands, besides, Wei Liang does not have two fists, he only has one demon hand, and he can't deal with it, and for a while, the wolf is unbearable, and there are a few more cuts on his body.

Yin Wuya stood behind, hidden worried. She is a person who has seen the big wind and waves, and the opponents she has fought with all have the power to pick up the stars and swallow the moon, and the current level of fighting cannot enter her eyes at all.

But that person is Wei Liang, so she will be concerned.

No matter how bad the situation is, she can control the overall situation, Rao is like this, or Chuanyin asked: "Do you need help?" ”

obviously cares about the other party, but her voice is still so cold.

Wei Liang smiled and shook his head, "This time I will protect you." ”

Before the words fell, there was a loud bang, and Wei Liang was pressed to the ground by the Hulk, smashing out a deep pit, and his whole body was crumpled with iron sheets.

The scythe followed, and the next moment it would cut off his head.

Yin Wuya's eyes froze, and two blood lines suddenly appeared.

A faint phantom suddenly poured out of Wei Liang's body.

It was tall and majestic, evil, with demonic energy gushing in its left hand and a sharp knife in its right hand, its glowing eyes like two blue stars.

This is the complete demon form, strengthened by five thousand Crimson Coins, it has begun to take shape, powerful and terrifying.

Wang Jiawu and Duan Yushan were shocked together.

The two of them looked up at this phantom, feeling the strong demonic aura, and couldn't help but be taken aback, and a thought came to their minds, this time they really kicked the steel plate.

"Up!"

Duan Yushan shouted angrily, he was not afraid, he was originally a battle maniac, the stronger the opponent, the more excited he became.

The scythe was surrounded by rolling thunder, sharp and indestructible, which was his most powerful move.

Wang Jiawu hesitated for a short time, and suddenly felt that this robbery was not a wise choice, and maybe it was too late to run away. But Yu Guang inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yin Wuya's face, and his heart became restless again.

I've got to get her!

That perfect face, that perfect person, I am the only one!

This is an incomparable obsession deep in my heart.

Wang Jiawu went crazy, his body rose again, his muscles burst out, and his excessively stretched muscles looked very ugly, like a bloated toad.

Wei Liang stood limply on the ground, his arms hanging down weakly, like a puppet.

Behind him, the demon phantom grinned, and the blade was raised and slashed down.

The cold light bursts out, like light and electricity.

Duan Yushan's pair of big scythes were cut down alive, blood gushing wildly, lying on the ground and howling in pain.

At the same time, the demon's hand slapped towards Wang Jiawu, like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

The Hulk looked at the massive shadow above, his eyes looking desperate.

Rumble!

A bottomless pit appeared in the ground, and dust was flying. The dead grass swayed, stained with sticky green blood.

In an instant, Wei Liang solved the two great enemies.

"My princess." He turned his head to look at Yin Wuya, his eyes were slightly drunk, and he smiled: "Fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

With that, he fell to the ground.

The cost of the full demon form is staggering, he can only hold on for five seconds at most, and if he pushes hard, he will be sucked into a mummy.

Duan Yushan lay on the ground and howled miserably, and gradually lost his voice.

The battle seems to be over.

The dirt squirmed, and a green figure slowly climbed up, his face covered in blood, and his already ugly face was even more vicious. He has strong defense and regeneration ability, and he actually carried it.

The battle doesn't seem to be over yet.

But Wei Liang had already fallen.

Wang Jiawu wiped the blood on his face, and his body was burning with burning pain, but he was laughing, approaching Yin Wuya step by step, like a general returning from victory.

"Beauty." He looked at this peerless beauty condescendingly, it would be better if there was a wall opposite, and he could also knock on the wall, that posture must be very handsome.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, this is the best ending, the two men are dead, and only themselves are left to live.

The remnant is king, and that's what it means.

Next, what posture should I use to make this beautiful little white rabbit soar to the sky?

It was the last thought of his life.