Faced with this ferocious blow from the other party.

Zeng Jingheng, who was already experienced in a hundred battles, did not panic at all, it was almost an instinctive combat reaction of his body, and his dark snake that originally devoured the back of the opponent's neck was changed into a bundle, and the entire snake body surged rapidly, binding the opponent's beast head that rushed forward, including his wide open mouth.

It's like a bridle holding a wild horse that is forging ahead.

At the same time, his arm, which was pierced by the opponent's claws, used his strength again, fighting the danger of his muscles being broken, and cooperating with the dark snake that bound the opponent, and forcibly threw out this ferocious beast.

This one threw it very hard.

But the other party's reaction was still agile, and he only jumped on the wall a few times, and then stabilized his body again, and once again crawled on all fours against the wall in a defying gravity.

This extremely short confrontation ended with Zeng Jingheng's small loss.

The power of this ferocious beast was beyond Zeng Jingheng's imagination.

"Haha-" It was the kind of whistling sound that seemed to be laughing but not laughing.

I don't know what the expression of the beast hidden behind the clown mask was, but it was obvious that he still maintained a calm heart under his fierce appearance.

He paced slowly on the wall as if he were patrolling his territory, looking for Zeng Jingheng's flaws.

Zeng Jingheng is also looking for his flaws.

The flying knife lying on the ground was unconsciously **, and Zeng Jingheng had naturally wasted his mobility before bringing him here.

For a while, the scene was extremely weird.

The gloomy house, the beast on the wall, and the man with the snake behind him are paradoxical like a Japanese weird movie.

"Drink-" Zeng Jingheng moved again, but this time it was accompanied by his own charged blow, and his whole person also maintained the same attack direction as the dark snake full of energy behind him.

The whole person carried a sharp momentum, and he still had to face off with that beast head-on.

But this time was different from the previous one, Zeng Jingheng had already determined that the other party was a tricky enemy.

Therefore, at the expense of nearly one-third of his darkness power, all of them were attached to the dark snake, and that power even made the entire dark snake faintly exude a dark luster that was almost shining.

If the other party dares to eat this again, then it will definitely not be as easy as before.

However, the other party obviously also has a keen sense of smell, and when Zeng Jingheng sent this blow, he subconsciously began to bounce and dodge.

However, Zeng Jingheng's blow was full of huge energy, momentum, and there was a faint suction, which gave the other party an illusion that it was inevitable.

There is no way to avoid it.

Then there will be only war.

"Huh-" It was another roar full of beastliness, and the beastly clown man jumped three times in a row, and at the moment when he landed on the ground for the third time, he used the momentum of the rapid bounce to suddenly recoil.

At the same time, the claws of both hands suddenly stretched out, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, in the shape of a cross cross, towards Zeng Jingheng to strangle.

Face the music.

The brave wins!

At this moment, Zeng Jingheng's spirit, momentum, and strength have been raised to the peak.

The killing intent and bloodshed that came out of the sea of corpses and blood accumulated by several violent runs provided him with an oppressive force like a sea tide.

"Dead !!" Subconsciously, Zeng Jingheng sank into the spiritual world like a rampage.

The others fell on deaf ears.

There is only one left of his will, destruction.

"Boom-"

"Bang-"

"Click-"

Several times in a row, the clown man who met on a narrow road flew straight out as if he was almost hit by a tank, and there was no room for resistance.

The sound of broken bones was accompanied by the shattering of his claws, but he was not hurt by anything else.

It turned out that the fierce blow he had just made was actually a feint, and most of it was still on the defensive.

His cross-shaped claws blocked Zeng Jingheng's strongest attack from the Dark Serpent, and at the same time, he unloaded a lot of Zeng Jingheng's momentum by leaping backwards.

But it was still inevitable that it would be hit head-on.

The wall he borrowed from the ground cracked layer by layer as soon as it touched his body.

He had no choice but to roll again, changing three walls to offset the furious blow.

But the corners of his mouth were still bleeding.

The broken claws in his hands are also silently announcing the fiasco this time.

Zeng Jingheng's blow is really too exaggerated.

It's too strong, too.

"Ahem—" He finally stopped letting out the beast-like whistling, as if he had resisted a mouthful of blood and had not spit it out.

He was silent for three seconds before he spoke: "You are really strong. ”

Zeng Jingheng didn't answer, he was still immersed in the afterglow that was close to a rampage, another point at the base of the dark serpent that was about to move, and the feeling of imminent explosion was getting stronger and stronger.

He felt as if something was coming out of there again.

He tried to stabilize his breath, and he also consumed a lot of strength from the blow just now, he was a little weak, but his whole person was still far from the mountains, so even if anyone wanted to do something while he was not alive now, he had to weigh it.

"You can try." He said suddenly.

He said this sentence not to the beastly clown man, but to the flying knife man lying on the ground.

It turned out that just when he and the clown man met in a narrow way, the flying knife man, who had been abolished by Zeng Jingheng, actually tried in vain to rely on his only remaining mental power to control a sharp broken table on the ground to attack Zeng Jingheng.

In the end, he was forced by Zeng Jingheng's terrible momentum to not dare to make a move, because he was afraid that if he didn't succeed in a move, he would become an idiot if he was counterattacked.

So much so that now Zeng Jingheng has fallen into weakness, and he still hesitates and does not dare to move.

"Forget it." The beastly clown man wiped the corners of his bleeding mouth, and suddenly smiled, he had no awareness that it was impossible to be killed.

"Forget it? How can it be counted? Zeng Jingheng's voice was cold, he was still stuck in that almost violent state and did not come out, and a layer of murderous aura naturally diffused when he spoke, "What about my brother?" ”

"Guess what." The clown man is still smiling, and he has no consciousness as a loser in a duel.

"I guess you're a !! of Malegobi" Zeng Jingheng came out violently, and also said this sentence for Wang Doudou by mistake.

But the clown man already knew how terrible Zeng Jingheng was, and instead of fighting him, he jumped rapidly and avoided it again.

"You can't kill me, and what ......about me," the clown man smiled and pointed at himself, turning the headset back on, "blow them up." ”

He didn't know which channel he had switched to.