Stuart should have noticed Lang Zhan's movements, and while his right hand retracted, his left hand poked out again, this time more insidious, grabbing Lang Zhan's crotch directly. Bayi Chinese Network?? ? (a) (a) (a) .? 8?1(8)Z??.? Not only that, but at the same time, Stuart also tried to hit Lang Zhan verbally, saying in a cruel voice: "I heard that you have several women, one of whom is still the Attorney General of Cremia, but I don't know if they will be able to accept you after your balls are broken!" Quack—"

Stuart's mouth was still "quacking", the corner of Lang Zhan's right mouth was slightly upturned, a glimmer of light flashed in his reddish eyes, and his right wrist shook, instantly completing the disintegration of Stuart's right wrist joint.

Stuart let out a few "quacks", felt abnormal, looked over, and saw that his right hand was broken in unison, leaving only a skinny and bone stick, and he howled miserably: "My hand, my hand!" ”

Stuart's right arm was lost and he no longer had to bear Lang Zhan's weight, and he retracted it more quickly. At the same time, his left hand was about to touch Lang Zhan. Lang Zhan was already very close to him at this time, of course, it was impossible to give him a chance to grasp his vital parts, his right hand leaned down, and the tip of the scimitar was facing his left hand.

No one knows what state Stuart is in now, he should have been infected by the zombie virus and turned into a zombie when his abdomen was opened by Park Han-young, and since he was able to maintain his sanity, and he also retained the basic functions of a person, such as transforming the blood drawn from the vine from the artificial cow into a nutrient solution to feed the Holy Grail, then at least he was theoretically a human being before. Stuart, whose abdomen was implanted with the Holy Grail, actually became the host of the foreign parasite of the Holy Grail, living every day that life was worse than death, and Poseidon, unwilling to become the second Stuart, apparently witnessed all this......

The lesson of the previous car is not far away, Stuart of course refused to repeat the mistake of the past, as soon as he saw that Lang Zhan's right scimitar was waiting for his left hand, he immediately retracted his left hand.

Regaining his human form, he raised his right arm in front of his eyes and looked at it, his eyes shining with anger. Lang Zhan was jumping towards him, he looked up at Lang Zhan, and shouted, "You have provoked me, Gabriel, you have really angered me!" ”

"Load X!" Lang Zhan scolded, twisted his waist in the air, leaned forward with his upper body, shook the scimitar in his right hand, and pointed the tip of the knife directly at his throat.

At the same time, behind him, where he had previously been caught by Stuart in the air, the chalice, which he had kicked away, fell into the water with a "poof". As soon as the chalice was submerged in the water, it rose again for a second at most, and beneath the chalice was a dark vine. The vines lifted the chalice out of the water and grew wildly, first enveloping the chalice completely, and then growing many branches......

Seeing that Lang Zhan's right scimitar was about to poke Stuart's throat, Stuart's right arm suddenly grew a white sharp blade that looked like bones and bones, and Stuart waved his right hand, and the blade collided with Lang Zhan's scimitar, making a dull bumping sound. "Pain, I need to restore my pain - the sword of Damoscle? This is the legendary Sword of Damoskeli? I, I actually became its master? Hahaha......" Stuart suddenly said to himself, and then, as he looked at the sword that suddenly grew out of the broken wrist of his right hand, his eyes became crazy.

Lang Zhan clasped the edge of the stone statue's abdomen with his left hand, quietly witnessing all this, and his right hand trembled slightly. He was bound to get the knife he had just stabbed at Stuart - hoping to stab Stuart in the throat and then use his arthritis to rip Stuart's head off - so he used all his strength. Although Lang Zhan is not known for his strength, there are not many people in the world who can defeat him in strength. Yoga is also not known for its strength, but at the bump just now, Stuart was fine, but Lang Zhan's tiger's mouth immediately cracked. Lang Zhan's right hand shook slightly to relieve the numbness and stiffness, and a thought flashed through his mind: "Who is Stuart talking to?" Could it be the Holy Grail? Thinking about it, he glanced back and saw the chalice and the black vine changing, and his eyes couldn't help but subconsciously contract. Stuart in front of him is the great enemy, Lang Zhan glanced at the Holy Grail and immediately turned around, and then, despite the poor condition of his right hand, his left hand released the edge of the stone statue's abdomen, waist strength, and the scimitar of his right hand stabbed Stuart's throat again.

It should be that after Yayeel and Park Hanying's brains flowed out of the nostrils of the stone statue, they were flowing to the upper edge of the hollow abdomen of the stone statue at this time, and drops of white liquid fell down, and Stuart didn't know whether it was instinct or knew the value of this liquid, so he actually raised his neck and opened his mouth to pick it up. It's nothing, because it's very problematic whether he's a human being or not. What made Lang Zhan couldn't bear to make a move immediately was that when the white liquid that should be the brains of Yari and Park Hanying entered Stuart's mouth, the wound on Stuart's abdomen actually grew pink and tender flesh buds visible to the naked eye, and Stuart's skinny face was rapidly plumping, and the sharp blade at the broken wrist of his right hand was also growing out-

It should be the white thick liquid of Yari and Park Hanying's brains that is actually a great tonic? Regardless of whether the answer is yes or no, Lang Zhan thinks about himself, of course, he must do his best to stop it. Lang Zhan was very close to Stuart at this time, as long as he stretched out his hand, it seemed that he could stab Stuart, and Stuart, who was leaning up on his neck, seemed to have eyes on his neck, Lang Zhan's scimitar was stabbed out, and his right arm stabbed over, using the length of Damosque's sword, but he was preemptive, and stabbed Lang Zhan's throat before Lang Zhan's scimitar and body.

Lang Zhan knew the legend about the sword of Damocles, and before Stuart raised his right arm, he felt a sense of forest, where did he dare to let it stab. As soon as his knees were bent, the man collapsed, and at the same time his right hand was first retracted, and then thrust out, and the scimitar went to Stuart's heart.

Stuart still leaned his neck to accept the white thick liquid, and his right arm was cut off at the same time, as if he wanted to fight for a knife in the heart, and he also wanted to kill Zhonglang.

When Lang Zhan bent his knees, his head was raised slightly, and then as the height of his body dropped to a lower level, his head also rose up. The sword of Damocles slashed down with the sound of the wind, and Lang Zhan's face was directly covered with a layer of white halo under the reflection of the white cold light from the sword. Seeing that Lang Zhan was unavoidable, he must have a sword on his face, and at the last moment, Lang Zhan's left hand stretched back in a strange shape, and then bent his arm and lifted it, already blocking Dikao's suitcase on his face.

There was a crisp "ding", and the sword of Damocles collided with the suitcase, and sparks flew everywhere. At the same time, Lang Zhan's right hand had penetrated deep into Stuart's abdomen, and the position of the scimitar blade was Stuart's heart.

"Poof-" A broken voice sounded, and a stream of blood spurted out; "Ahh

Lang Zhan strengthened his waist and feet, forcibly resisting the pressure of the sword of Damocles, and at the same time pressed his chin down and flipped his right hand, wanting to fight the risk of being grabbed by Stuart's jaw and smashing Stuart's heart.

Stuart screamed in his mouth as he continued to swallow the thick white liquid, and after his left hand touched Lang Zhan's chin, he didn't have any strength, but went around directly, grabbing Lang Zhan's cervical vertebrae at once.

"Gabriel, you're done!" Stuart shouted.

Lang Zhan was grabbed by the back of his neck, and he felt a heart-piercing pain, and his expression couldn't help but change. In the afterglow of his vision, he also noticed that the black vines were rapidly spreading the lake, and around the lake, countless zombies were staring at him with green eyes, he took a deep breath, suddenly shouted, his feet and waist pushed his body up, and then his right hand first frantically stirred the scimitar, and then poked forward with all his might.

There was another "poof", and Lang Zhan's right hand and scimitar came out directly from Stuart's back, not only that, but his left hand was released from the suitcase, and with his right hand, he directly used Stuart's new opening on his back as a breakthrough to tear open a huge opening.

A hole was torn open on his back, Stuart couldn't bear it anymore, a string of screams that didn't resemble a human voice came out of his mouth, and he pulled Lang Zhan out with his left hand, raised his right arm, and plunged the sword of Damocles into Lang Zhan's head.

Lang tore Stuart's back open in order to find his spine. With Stuart's hiss, the scimitar in his right hand had already stabbed between Stuart's two spines, and then pried them apart.

If the human skeleton is described as a cleverly built construction machinery, the spine is the support and power of the construction machinery, and the spine is disconnected, which is equivalent to the loss of support and power source of the construction machinery, and the result can be imagined.

Stuart's left hand immediately retracted, and the sharp nails directly took away a piece of flesh on the back of Lang Zhan's neck; Then, Stuart's whole body collapsed, and his right arm seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the sword of Damocles, and he slammed into the ground.

Stuart, whose head was also on the stone wall of the hollow abdomen of the stone statue, his eyes were still full of anger, he stared at Lang Zhan viciously, and mocked in a cruel voice: "I didn't expect you to be able to breathe in the water like a fish - this is a talent that is even more perverted than Poseidon, quack-" The laughter continued, his mouth was still sticking to the white thick liquid, and his tongue **** came out, but the target was Lang Zhan's mouth.

Lang Zhan was panting with his mouth wide open at this time, the series of actions just now, especially tearing Stuart's back, made him a lot of energy, plus he had been fighting with all his strength before, and he hadn't rested for even a minute in between, with his physical strength, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

Stuart's tongue **** came, and Lang Zhan seemed to be unable to dodge, however, just when Stuart's tongue was only twenty or thirty centimeters away from Lang Zhan, Lang Zhan's left foot lifted and stepped on the middle of Stuart's tongue directly, and took it to stomp on Stuart's face at once.