Knowing Sandru, Xu Zhi knows very well what kind of character this old guy is.

Nine of the ten sentences are false, and one sentence is a trap, just listen to the opposite.

How to deal with Sandru, this is a headache.

Bury the other party in the ground and beat them for more than ten hours in a row, waiting for the time for the ruins to come.

The success rate of this method is about 50%, Xu Zhi is not short of physical strength, and he is afraid that the remaining few spiritual shields will not survive this time.

Every time he beats up Sandru three or five times, Xu Zhi can always feel the slightest movement brought by the helmet.

He's beating Sandru, and Sandru is constantly fighting back, mental shock, or spells.

According to the current situation, the attacks of both sides have obviously not achieved much effect, but if they can't fight back, no one can do this.

With the Vulcan Sword, it seems to be facing the same problem.

Poor swordsmanship can't hit the same position several times in a row, and Vulcan's threat to Sandru is greatly reduced.

Xu Zhi could feel that when he used the Vulcan Sword, Sandru's struggle became more and more obvious, and the strength of his counterattack increased.

has been in the process of the more powerful Xu Zhi's fight, the more powerful Sandru's counterattack becomes.

Using the Vulcan Sword will deal more damage to Sandru, but it may last for a shorter time.

Persist until it is safe to get out of the ruins, and the success rate may be about 30%.

Of course, Xu Zhi also has a way to persist for a shorter time, with higher damage and a lower success rate.

This approach has now been implemented.

Grabbing Sandru's severed hand, Xu looked straight at Sandru who was blown up into the sky.

He knew that there was such an end, and it was the most violent means, and he was very unwilling not to try it.

As a result, the old fellow finally got out of trouble, as he feared, and got rid of the problem of being buried underground.

Harvesting a bone hand, this is the best situation Xu Zhi expected.

"Bah, the old thing will eat me again."

"Ah, ah, ah, thief, you give me back your right hand."

As soon as Xu Zhi's stick was lifted, he heard Sandru fall to the ground and mutter.

"If you say that, I won't pay it back."

Shang Qianqiu said that Sandru's bones are very suitable for building weapons, and Xu Zhi thought that since he got it, of course he wouldn't return it.

Xu Zhi chased after him violently, but Sandru had no confidence, and ran away with his two bones and legs.

When he released Doomsday Judgment, he clearly sensed that these people had lost all the blasters on their bodies, and in the blink of an eye, Xu Zhi took out six more ones.

The most important thing is that he hasn't figured out where the Earth Elemental Monarch's magic book has gone, and the only equipment in his hand has been lost.

Of course, not to mention the equipment in his hands, he has lost even his hands now.

"Why does Lao Tzu have such a miserable life, the gods who went to Nima are not friendly to the undead at all."

Sandru couldn't hold back the grievances in his heart anymore and scolded.

"Sandru, you stop me."

Seeing that Sandru ran away, Xu Zhi's momentum became even more fierce, and the shouting continued.

"Little thief, I remember you, you wait for me, I will definitely go to you."

Sandru didn't look back, and his bones and thighs were almost in a line.

"Sandru, stop, you stand for me, hahaha."

There are old people crying, some new people laughing, and Xu Zhi is quite happy to catch up.

But he soon discovered a new problem.

Sandru had been restrained by his use of quagmire magic, and although he had already used the one-horse run mode, the speed was really not too fast, and after a while of chasing, the two had to face a very awkward collision.

Xu Zhi just wanted to slow down, but suddenly saw Sandru in front of him stop running, his head turned, and his body twisted back stiffly.

"I haven't been hunted down like this for more than a thousand years, dismantle my body, thief, Uncle Sandru is fighting with you."

"Huh? Don't run away? ”

The soul fire in Sandru's eyes was burning brightly, and he almost burst out of his eyes, and he didn't know what the old lich remembered, and his attitude changed drastically.

Xu Zhi could only brake suddenly.

What should I do if the other party doesn't run away.

Continue to fight life and death.

Seeing the angry appearance of this old lich, Xu Zhi couldn't figure out what desperate means the other party had for a while, and his confidence was insufficient, and his tone slowly softened.

"Do you want another Last Judgment?"

Xu Zhi looked at the tattered spell behind his back and turned to the cloak, this magic cloak is very suitable for resisting pure magical power, in the face of the penetration of sharp objects such as sand and stone, shrapnel, etc., it seems that the strength is insufficient, and Xu Zhi does not know how many magic defense capabilities are left now.

There are also a few corpses lying in the back, if there is another doomsday trial, it will be burned to at least nine minutes, and they are not qualified to be zombies.

"You old thing is too fickle," Xu scolded.

"What the hell do you mean, to put it slowly, I'm not that familiar with your Dongyue language."

Anger turned to anger, Sandru looked at Xu Zhi up and down vigilantly, for fear that Xu Zhi would inexplicably take out a blaster and hang on him.

He had manipulated Gao Wu before, and he was somewhat familiar with Dongyue's language, but Xu Zhi spoke at a normal pace, and he couldn't understand it.

Without Somla's ability, if he wants to learn a foreign language, he will need to be exposed many times to become proficient.

"Can you-hear-plainly-me-say-say-what?" Xu Zhi asked word by word.

"If you speak slowly, I'll understand," Sandru replied, shaking his head and suddenly wondering, "Can you understand the Erathian language I speak?" ”

"Of course, my Elassian language has at least level 8 of listening," Xu Zhi said proudly.

There is a half-assist from the attribute panel, understand, that's no problem at all, it's just that his words won't be translated to the other party.

"It turned out to be a crippled mouth, who could only listen, not speak."

Thinking that the other party would only call his name dryly, Sandru obviously disliked this kind of foreign language level.

"You, Dongyue listening level 4, speaking level 1, mouth crippled, ear waste."

After the counterattack, Xu Zhicai said: "What's the matter, you are going to release the silent language technique again and come to a doomsday judgment?" ”

"Without a right hand, you can't let it go."

There was silence for a while, and Sandru replied sullenly.

Xu Zhi looked at the other party left and right several times, and he was not sure whether to believe Sandru's words, after all, this old guy's words were the most untrustworthy.

"We should be at peace," Sandru suggested.

"You're right," Xu replied.

"Then you can return your hand to me, and our grievances will be written off."

"That can't be."

Xu Zhi grabbed Sandru's bone hand tightly, this arm was returned and that was returned, in case this old guy repented and took back the bone to put magic, he would suffer a big loss.

"Outsiders, you are not sincere about peace at all."

"You have a very bad reputation, and there are too many people in the pit."

It was awkward for the two to fall into a temporary stalemate.

If you want to kill each other, neither of them has any strength left.

Xu Zhi waited dryly for his mana to recover, his physical condition did not allow it, and time did not allow him to constantly shuttle between the two realms.

Getting the blaster is cumbersome, and hole cards are extremely rare.

Sandru looked at Xu Zhi suspiciously, and the more he thought about it, the more troublesome he felt about his opponent.

The continuous loss is already a good proof of this.

It will be very difficult to have another Last Judgment, but it is not impossible to release.

What is only the right hand casting, that's to trick children to play, the right hand can write, the left hand can also write, it doesn't make a difference to release magic, it's just a little slower, it's just a little more difficult.

Sandru was worried about another wave of Doomsday Judgment, and the other side survived, but he didn't survive.

If the bones are broken a little more and bombarded by the opponent's blaster, it is likely that it will be difficult to survive the next time.

"I want to be a good person with a good reputation, can I give me a chance?"

Sandru thought for a moment before asking in a low voice. I want to talk about "Heroes and Invincible Grandmasters" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~