Opportunity will only favor those who wait, this sentence has its truth, and Wu Soap is convinced of it. His innate ability was not strong, and if he hadn't relied on extremely tenacious learning and insight, he would never have survived the brutal Otherworldly War back then, let alone wanted to be among the great ranks of the divine envoys.

This fully shows that Wu Soap's years of hard work are enough to be recognized by the god of nature and sighed by the god of creation. Enjoying this honor, Wu Soap has always been proud of his actions, this kind of action that is just chasing his own behavior makes him forget for a moment, he doesn't understand what the purpose is, he is just enjoying this life that is constantly smooth sailing.

More than ten years ago, the war made him lose for the first time in his life, and this junior who was still young at the time actually surpassed the person before him. His strength became elusive, and his close communication with the earth allowed him to draw blood from Mother Earth's body at will. Combat is no longer just about form, and attributes are no longer about dirt from a very early age.

Wu soap stabbed Hou Cunxin here, and he felt very excited, just like a part of the ocean of blood in the previous war, allowing the blood to gush or pour. In addition to being happy, the man named Wu Soap didn't even know the name of the person he slashed with his weapon, he just got instructions from his boss.

Since the capture of the witch lady who fell into the trap, the master has counted on Wu Soap, hoping that this word is a fabrication of Wu Soap, but it is true at the time of the mission. Virgil seemed to have anticipated the coming, and he entrusted the task of resistance to this treacherous and cunning oracle. Under the protection of the earth, his strength is even more powerful, and Wu Soap, who still hasn't shown his true skills, finds that the enemy has been defeated.

Wu Soap, licking between his lips, showed his big yellow teeth, and his lustful eyes exuded a proud brilliance, and he wanted to pull out the short stick. Originally, according to the instructions, the girl was to be defeated first, but the actual situation was not as Virgil imagined, but there was no difference. Thinking like this, Wu Soap tried to pull out his short stick again, and he was surprised to find that the short stick did not respond to his power at all just now, and it was still in Hou Cunxin's body.

"Shall I allow you to go and go?" Hou Cunxin's words reached the root of Wu Soap's ears. Only then did he see the enemy with his slightly normal vision, and it turned out that this little boy was even stronger or more difficult than he imagined. The attack obviously pierced his body, although it did not damage the texture of the organs, but

There is no way anyone can last so long to have a seizure!!

But Wu Soap's thoughts are correct, there is really such a person who is willing to take a knife for others, and at the same time, he can still drag the rod on his chest with his palm casually, obviously the blood has soaked the short stick, and he can still feel the real feeling of skin tissue above the stick that is deeply inserted, but this guy ignores the pain and ignores the defeat in front of him. actually played to the death and didn't admit it.

Surprise filled with the face of Wu Soap. However, only a second passed. Hou Cunxin's right hand, which had been prepared for a long time, had already set up a slashing posture. The Fulong Sword emitted a violent light, and even though the owner was already injured, the Spirit Son Weapon could gain power as long as it felt the strong will and thinking of the body, and it could be multiplied.

There was a bang. This crisp sound was like the sound of scissors cutting silk, Wu Soap's body was cut by the blade that cut diagonally from his left shoulder, and the blood was gushing and flowing, if his attack was a trickle before, then at this moment, he was slashed by Hou Cunxin, and the blood gushed like a boiling wave. Even the dark incense behind can be clearly heard roaring, it is not a simple blood boil, it is almost like the drive of a Boeing 747.

Wide-eyed was not all Wu Soap was capable of, otherwise he would not have been part of the team composed of this divine envoy. Cunning isn't his only helper, trickery is the real trick. Wu Soap gave up the frontal confrontation, borrowing the gap of the opponent's blade swing Wu Soap jumped back and left far away, he gave up his short stick, but another thing made him entangled.

"It's just a mess. Why can it be so tough? Covering his wounds, Wu Soap himself didn't know exactly what the recovery spell was supposed to do, although the self-healing effect of his body saved him from fainting due to heavy bleeding, but at this moment he was already shaking. Why do you look at the enemy the other way around? This has to make Wu Soap feel strange, it is also a fatal level of damage, even the bonus of the mask should not be too far from Wu Soap's pure natural natural power.

"Are you weird? I wonder why a guy like me is able to fight back after a hard hit, and you should be immobile like a soft-footed shrimp at the moment, right? Unconsciously speaking of Wu Soap's weakness, Hou Cunxin stood up very proudly and became more straight than before, even if her legs were weak, she must stand up straight. looked at the dark fragrance behind him, and then looked at the enemy in front of him, thinking that Wu Soap in anger would not take the initiative to ask, so Hou Cunxin himself said, "The reason is because of the purpose, and it can also be said to be the belief in battle." A guy who loses his goal and blindly releases his energy can't be called a battle, it's just a source of power that goes berserk, and I have to deal with cases like this many times a year as a colonel. Man, sometimes there is a reason to have to stand, you don't understand this, Wu Soap. ”

Although Hou Cunxin is not familiar with this guy, with his full imagination and bold guesses, he needs to seize the opportunity to defeat Wu Soap himself psychologically. The essence of a battle, attacking the city for the bottom, attacking the heart for the top, completely wear down the opponent's will to fight, and convert all the motives into zero, so that the enemy will be self-defeating.

The fact is that once again, the lucky lad bet on the idea of the enemy. However, Wu Soap does not dissipate because he has no purpose, and the long battle itself is for the sake of fighting, and Wu Soap deeply believes in his own strength and actions, which makes him create the illusion that his actions are correct, that is, the equivalent of an oracle-like purpose. This kind of action of fully relying on self-soothing oneself has great drawbacks in itself, not to mention that Wu Soap also has a very egotistic life experience. In that era when you can't survive without relying on yourself, Wu Soap has used life and years of hard work to get to where it is today, and naturally he will not be stiff because of the words of a ghost.

"Intolerable, unforgivable!!" Anger engulfed the human figure of Wu Soap at a deeper level, and his body seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of smoke, only to find that it was nothing more than a large lump of dirt. But even Hou Cunxin didn't dare to approach rashly, because as long as he was capable enough, he could sense that the power around the other party's body had changed. The air was grinning and crackling, and from a distance, Wu Soap seemed to be burning.

His arms were in front of his chest, and his trembling Wu Soap's eyes released murderous malice, the so-called power appeared in front of Wu Soap, but he was mercilessly thrown into his body for a deeper and more powerful strength exercise, and the oven known as the body was busy forging a burst of monster declarations.

That person is increasing his strength, no matter what form it will take, Hou Cunxin must be ready, and that's what the boy standing in the front row thought. Not caring about the dark fragrance behind him at all, Hou Cunxin unfolded Fu Long and wanted to swing it to shake off the blood that had been stuck before, but in a flash, the sword blade that emitted light was exposed to the surrounding air, and the powerful power of dripping blood came from the spiritual power attached to the blade itself, and Hou Cunxin, who had increased his strength, became more and more terrifying.

Suddenly, the corners of Hou Cunxin's mouth twitched violently, and the dark fragrance behind her couldn't be seen at all, until the girl saw that the person in front of her shook her body and fell to the ground for some reason. The time was just right, Wu Soap excitedly watched Hou Cunxin's painful struggle, and rushed to the kneeling figure to take the opportunity to eliminate him. Wu Soap's speed was fast, but the other thing was faster, and it was the flames of Dark Incense that collided head-on with the trajectory of Wu Soap's powerful power.

The thick purple-red flame symbolized absolute strength, and it hit Wu Soap mercilessly, even if the skin was hardened, the strong Wu Soap on the surface of his body was also fiercely hit by the flames and flew in the opposite direction. The direction he came was a large hole, the opening of which seemed to be cut into the wall of the open part of the outside. Wu Soap, who was knocked away, would not approach for the time being, and took this opportunity to secretly want to walk over and help Hou Cunxin up, and finally it was his turn to ask "It's okay" Such a domineering and exposed word.

But Hou Cunxin's actions immediately stopped Dark Fragrance's movements, and the squatting boy's body still had a slight glow. Hou Cunxin explained: "Dark incense, can you see the abnormality on the surface of my body? It doesn't matter if you can't see it, the guy doesn't know what spell was used, and the tip of the short stick on my chest is releasing electricity. At first I didn't realize that my wounds were completely paralyzed by the electricity, and that there was no pain at all, and now I had to remove this abominable thing. Remember not to touch this with your bare hands. ”

The last sentence is for Dark Fragrance, but how can the defenseless Dark Fragrance have a chance to pull out that thing without using his hands? Wu Soap is another matter, it seems that as long as he touches that black stick, he will be affected by thunder and lightning, and he is obviously just an earth attribute user.

Seeing Hou Cunxin's uncomfortable face turning slightly blue, Dark Xiang concluded that this must be because the black stick paralyzed the self-healing mechanism of the mask, and Hou Cunxin, who did not have this layer of self-protection, must now cast a healing spell by himself, and the spell with little effect will definitely take his life, and now the boy who can't move has to rely on the person behind him.

Dark Xiang was just about to wrap his palm with flames to make a trap and hit a black short stick, when a bomber-like whistling sound came from outside the cave, and it seemed that Wu Soap had not given up.