The Old Lich was reluctant to believe what he saw.

But then again, the unquestionable reality lies ahead.

The eight-armed skeleton did fall, not only did it fall, but it also fell into a standard "" posture, and it took a long time to stand up.

Is this a ploy?

Suddenly, the old man's eyes lit up, and he consciously guessed some kind of truth: maybe the eight-armed skeleton did this on purpose, using an embarrassed posture to show weakness to Ximu and lure Ximu to attack. In this way, you can take the opportunity to defeat Ximu.

He did it on purpose, it was a ploy...... The same speculation appeared in Ximu's heart, and he became highly vigilant. But after thinking about it for a few seconds, Ximu had deeper doubts: If it was really a ploy, why did it be so real?

The eight-armed skeleton was so badly shattered that it was almost miserable, and it was no different from a crippled comical spell puppet. If the eight-armed skeleton was really powerful, there were countless ways to defeat him, why bother using this way? At least under the same circumstances, he would never have chosen to do so.

Don't...... The eight-armed skeleton in front of him was disguised? Don't think about it for a moment, why did he have the ability to break one of his arms before, but now the other party is indeed very weak. Maybe the real strength of the other party is consistent with what is shown. This would explain why the other party couldn't catch up with him and wrestled.

Then he can test it slightly to figure out whether the other party is disguised or weak.

Paying attention to his heart, Ximu did not hesitate, and a rapid air flow erupted from his mouth.

"Whew!"

A whistling sound sounded, and the air flow quickly compressed into a heavy air missile, which then blasted towards the eight-armed skeleton.

A second later, a "bang" sound sounded, and the eight-armed skeleton that had just stood up for a while was hit by the air missile, barely having any ability to react, and was blown away.

The eight-armed skeleton slashed in an arc in the air, and landed on the ground no more than a meter away from the old man of the lich, and the bones almost fell apart, making a tooth-shaking sound.

"Ha!" Ximu saw it, laughed violently, glared at the eight-armed skeleton and said, "I knew that you had been pretending! I knew that you didn't have much strength at all, and I could easily defeat you!"

"Huh?" the old man of the lich looked at it, but he behaved in a completely different way, and his face was confused.

Turning his head to look at the skeleton that had fallen to the ground next to him, his eyes blinked several times, and an expression of disillusionment was revealed.

"You!" the old man of the lich stretched out his hand to point to the eight-armed skeleton, his gaze was a little broken, and the whole person was full of puzzlement, "How could you be like this? Aren't you very powerful, how can you suddenly trip over one of the arms of that stupid tree and be knocked away in one go?"

"You wouldn't be on the same side as the tree, would you?, why would you give me hope and then strike me mercilessly?" muttered the old lich.

The eight-armed skeleton struggled to stand up, and the ghost fire in its eyes looked innocently at the old man of the lich, as if to say: I'm just a skeleton, don't expect too much from me.

Then, the eight-armed skeleton held out a hand towards the old man of the lich.

"Huh?" the old man looked at the hand of the eight-armed skeleton, full of confusion, completely unsure of what it meant.

Looking at the eight-armed skeleton that fell to the ground, and then at himself sitting on the ground, his eyes blinked, and he quickly guessed: Is this an apology to him? Or is it simply trying to help him up? Or, do you want him to help the other person up?

The old lich man was puzzled, and subconsciously reached out and lightly touched the skeletal hand of the eight-armed skeleton.

At the moment of contact, the old lich's face changed as if he had been electrocuted.

He felt an invisible suction force coming from the eight-armed skeleton's hand, making him clench it uncontrollably. Then the power in his body, which was finally recovered, was uncontrollably sucked away and transmitted to the eight-armed skeleton.

"You!" the old man felt clearly, he quickly weakened, not to mention resisting, he couldn't sit still, and went straight to the ground to slump. With the last little strength left, he looked at the eight-armed skeleton and said resentfully, "You...... You're really in league with that stupid tree, you're plotting against me!"

The eight-armed skeleton didn't answer, nor was it able to answer, but just took a deep look at the old man lich, let go of the old man's hand, and slowly stood up.

In an instant, the two ghostly flames in the eye sockets of the eight-armed skeleton changed color at the same time, from dark blue to golden yellow, like eyes carved from two topazes. There is a bit of dignity in the gorgeous, a bit of sacredness in the nobility, and a bit of domineering in the sacred.

Domineering, look down on the world!

The eight-armed skeleton looked at Ximu who was walking over with such a pair of "eyes".

Ximu noticed the change in the eight-armed skeleton, and was slightly surprised, and then laughed: "Why, do you think that if your 'eyes' change color, I will be afraid of you again? I have seen through your weak nature, even if your eyes become red, green, and white. ”

As the words fell, Ximu approached at high speed, jumped up suddenly, and his arms slashed down like a battle axe.

"Woohoo!"

As a result, just as Ximu fell from the sky, suddenly five whistling sounds sounded in the air, and the eight-armed skeleton was seen throwing five bone spears behind him in an instant.

The five bone spears were like five beams of light, almost in the blink of an eye, they slammed into Ximu's body, penetrated deep into the trunk of the tree, and blasted Ximu out mercilessly.

"Boom!"

Ximu fell to the ground heavily, smashed a big hole, and struggled to stand up after a while, showing a somewhat skeptical expression. Looking at the eight-armed skeleton, he opened his mouth and said, "You...... What the hell is going on with you? You did fall just now, and I was knocked away in one breath, how can you still burst out with such strength?"

The eight-armed skeleton didn't answer, but the golden flames in its eye sockets burned and almost overflowed, and it stood there staring at the tinwood.

"Hell, I don't believe it, I don't believe you're really strong, this time it must be in disguise. Ximu Dao, trying to crawl out of the pit, approached the eight-armed skeleton again unconvinced.

As soon as the eight-armed skeleton raised its hand, the five-handled bone spear nailed into the body of the tin wood suddenly flew back, and after drawing an arc above its head, it slammed into the eight-armed skeleton again, and the momentum was stronger than before.

Ximu was startled and shouted "damn", the branches in the crown above his head swelled, and the cyan light wrapped his whole body to form a shield, trying to resist.

As a result, as soon as the bone gun touched, the shield shattered, and then the bone gun stabbed the tin wood, blasting the tin wood out again.

"Ahh

Ximu was in pain and let out a miserable scream.

The eight-armed skeleton was not pitiful, and with a slight lift of his hand, the bone spear that pierced the tin wood flew out again, and after going around in a circle, it blasted out to attack the tin wood for the third time.

"Ahh

Next, Ximu screamed again and again, fully interpreting the appearance of a child being beaten violently.

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