It's definitely not a human arm, and it's not an animal's arm!

The arm that came over violently rolled up with a piercing wind, grabbing Wu Wenxu's head, as the red arm approached, the peristaltic blood vessels on it became clearer and clearer, the veins of the muscles were distinct, and it was like a cow or sheep thigh that had been brutally skinned by a butcher, Wu Wenxu smelled a very strong smell of rot.

The smell made Wu Wenxu nauseated, but Wu Wenxu had no chance to vomit, not even a chance to subconsciously vomit, Wu Wenxu turned pale, held the broken sword wrapped in the cloth with his backhand, and swung it at the terrifying creature that was close at hand.

"Give up struggling, idiot!"

The sound of chewing in his throat immediately became an extremely strong rancid smell towards the broken sword that Wu Wenxu was holding with difficulty, "Snort! "The old strip of cloth shattered into hundreds of cracked silks, and a simple and scorching broken blade immediately collided with the pitch-black ghost armor.

The monster is infinitely powerful, Wu Wenxu was caught off guard, and was stumbled hard, I don't know if the tiger's mouth has cracked, Wu Wenxu held back the blood and qi surging, very uncomfortable, until he knelt on the ground on half a knee, and tried his best to stabilize the hilt of the sword with both hands, so that he could resist its attack.

"Boom, the humans of the ice field are so interesting, using a broken copper and iron as a weapon for self-defense, your ancestors' heads are in the water, or is it a ...... Specially made to fill the belly of the deity? ”

The monster stared at the broken blade with contempt, undisguised sarcasm in his heart, slightly crooked nails, and suddenly clenched the broken sword, half of his palm was attached to the broken blade, he hoped that the delicious food would make a struggle, only in this way, could he enjoy the pleasure of despair and misery.

Wu Wenxu still couldn't see the monster's figure clearly, and could only distinguish its movements and size by the faint candlelight.

It moves quickly and has a lot of strength, and it can't be his opponent himself, but ......

"What are you laughing at?"

The monster suddenly saw a smile tugging at the corner of the man's lips, an evil smile, the word evil is tantamount to commonplace for him, but it is precisely because he has seen the real evil that he will be inexplicably jealous when he sees the smile on the corner of the man's lips.

Chickens, ducks, fish and rabbits can make themselves jealous?

It felt ridiculous, and it clenched the broken blade even more, so it smashed the broken sword completely! Then slowly dissect the man's body, and enjoy the long-lost gluttonous feast in his extreme pain!

"I laugh at you like a ****."

Wu Wenxu's evil smile gradually converged, becoming colder than ice, and the monster's face could not be seen clearly in the dark, with the speed at which its huge claws and veins were spreading, it could be seen that the monster was uncontrollable anger!

"Click!"

The broken blade shook violently under its strange ghost claws, as if the orderly collision of cabinet porcelain before the earthquake, it never wanted to take the broken blade from the man's hand, it just wanted to destroy it, destroy Wu Wenxu's last hope, and then, let the man feel the torture and torture of going to hell!

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew out without any warning, and just when the monster was surprised why he could easily shatter the claws of the ninth-level great magician and not be able to destroy the broken blade, the gust of wind was already secretly surging along the ordinary blade.

The wind cut through the flesh and blood, and seeped into the broken sword along the hilt, Wu Wenxu's hands quickly became bloody, and the wind that suddenly gushed out of the broken blade, even the most insignificant wind, was not something that a sixth-order great magician could withstand, or rather, a tenth-order magister would also be terrified!

The smell of blood stimulated the monster's nose, it became sluggish, and greedily looked at Wu Wenxu's hands, ah! Such a delicious aroma of the soul and body, if you can eat it, all the calamities in hell are worth it.

And it's not just a mouthful, it's all my food, and before the other brothers find out about it, eat him alone!

The monster let out a terrible gasp in its throat, and it decided not to dwell on this strange broken metal anymore, it was going to pry open the man's skull, suck the brain pulp and brain marrow whole, and it could no longer resist the temptation of good food!

The smell of decay enveloped Wu Wenxu all over the world, and the monster's pitch-black and evil ghost claws had already crossed the broken blade and scratched the man's eyes, its fingers curled together, and in the next moment, it could dig out his eyes as deep as the sky.

How could I, Wu Wenxu, die here, it must be too late, Wu Wenxu gritted his teeth violently and shouted: "Sixteen brothers, give me strength!" ”

Time seems to have slowed down a lot.

The moment the ghost claw was about to break open Wu Wenxu's skull, the unpretentious broken sword, I don't know if I really heard Wu Wenxu's call, the mottled blood stains on the sword body actually burst out to the outside, and it became empty in the blink of an eye, more like a kind of pulse, the lifeless broken sword, as if it came to life!

"Ahh

For no reason, the monster let out a heart-rending scream.

Hearing the monster's screams, Wu Wenxu slashed twice harder, slashing at the monster's body, but he didn't feel any obstacles, he only felt that the little poor magic power in his body was stripped away by the wind breaking blade, Wu Wenxu retracted his hand pantingly, and wiped his face stained with a mixture of flesh and blood with his bloody right hand, and finally opened his eyes.

The light blue light shrouded the broken blade like warm flowing water, and the buzzing wind swirled around the sword, and hundreds of round and clear wind gusts groaned in unison, as if they were shouting and roaring!

At this moment, who would dare to regard it as an ordinary broken sword, that surging and shocking magic power, it is impossible for it to come from the hands of mortals, half-cut sword, like the wrath of the wind god, stabbed into the chest of the invincible monster.

"Chop! Little slut! I'm going to curse you, curse you for bleeding with magic and seven orifices, and curse you for having a son without an asshole! How dare you hurt the deity, do you know who I am? Know who I am! ”

The foul language and heart-rending screams looked creepy in the Cen Lin Ancient Mansion, Wu Wenxu struggled to pick up more and more pieces of flesh covering his eyebrows, fell to the ground, and snorted coldly: "Who the do I care who you are?" In front of Yasuo's beloved sword, even if you are a magister, you don't even know your parents who want to cut it! ”

"Woo, I swear, you'll regret it!"

Once the wind gust is opened, it will not give up without eating flesh and blood, and the pain in the chest of hundreds of wind gusts reminds it deeply of the torture of hell, and the monster weeps bitterly and wails in pain, and it can't figure out why it has to go to hell again after returning from hell for half an hour.

Wu Wenxu has already let go of the wind broken blade, Yasuo's long sword is difficult to control, just swinging two swords, the blood in the body has been stripped of one-tenth, but the wind gust is on, unless the monster's body is twisted, it will not stop.

The poor monster's huge ghost claws still stayed in front of Wu Wenxu's eyes, only less than half an inch.

After Wu Wenxu let go of the broken blade, he was barely strong, and a scorching fire appeared in his palms, and with the help of the flames, Wu Wenxu could see the appearance of the monster clearly.

Its head is bald, its physique is huge, its appearance is extremely ugly, its body without skin is like a red-hot soldering iron, the blood vessels are climbing everywhere, bursting and squirming, but Wu Wenxu saw a trace of familiarity from its body, its eyes are like Mo Teng, except for the white of the oozing, there is no pupil!

The Broken Sword of the Wind is so happily half-inserted in the chest of the monster, Wu Wenxu thinks that the body composition of the monster should be essentially different from that of humans, it definitely does not have a heart in its chest, how can anyone have bones on both sides of the chest cavity that are twisted off, and can still scream without blushing and panting?

Wu Wenxu frowned sadly.

It must be that he didn't inject enough magic power, that's not good, if the monster's vitality comparable to Xiaoqiang allowed him to escape, wouldn't he be doomed.

Thinking that a large amount of blood was about to leave his body and pour into the Broken Sword of the Wind, with the intention of killing an idiot monster who was so ugly that he wanted to eat himself?

Wu Wenxu was even more angry.

"No, no, no, Your Excellency, oh dear father, please stop, my son doesn't want to die, my son doesn't want to go back to hell, please forgive me for my stupid behavior!"

The monster saw Wu Wenxu move again, as if he was going to touch the broken sword that imprisoned and tortured him, he was so shocked that he didn't know what else he could do, he simply buried his head on the floor, kowtowing like a worm.

He can improve his abilities by eating, and likewise, his self-healing abilities are remarkable, as the Wind Blade slices through its indestructible flesh while more muscles are derived to fill the void and sustain its life.

But this state can't last, even if the demon-like man lightly stabs himself, the balance of self-healing will be interrupted, it really doesn't want to die, just get out of the dirty and terrifying hell, it doesn't want to go back for the rest of its life.

"Get out, Lao Tzu doesn't have a waste son like you."

Wu Wenxu stepped on the monster's head happily, it felt humiliated, but who else had the heart to resist? The monster was fighting the Wind Blade with all its heart, and the terrifying hurricane of the Wind Blade made its soul tremble in pain, and it felt like it was really going to die.

"Hmm...... Although I don't want to recognize you as a waste son. ”

Wu Wenxu slammed the monster's head and feet, and seven or eight points of force fell on the skin, not even leaving a trace, but made Wu Wenxu's feet twitch in pain.

As a creature wandering in hell, the monster had an intelligence that ordinary animals did not have, and he could hear the turn of events in the words of men, especially the two feet of the man in his cheek, and he felt that he was illuminated by the light of the devil, what a great love!

Wu Wenxu's face was gloomy, and his appearance was indescribable: "I need subordinates who can fight." ”

"You deserve my lowly servant!"

The voice wriggling in the monster's throat became clear: "The deity...... Oh no, this slave is a hungry ghoul, you should have heard that we ghoul clan, not only can I easily kill the ninth-level great magician of the human race, but I can also fight with the tenth-order magistor, as long as you sign a contract with me, the magic I get from eating, you can also get a share of the soup, we are mutually beneficial, it is a match made in heaven! ”

A tenth-order magister can also fight with him?

Wu Wenxu stared his eyes in awe, and couldn't tell the hope or the cunning look from the hungry ghoul's miserable white pupils, Wu Wenxu's eyes became more and more cold, so choked that the ghoul couldn't help swallowing several mouthfuls of blood foam, Wu Wenxu groaned in his heart for a moment, thinking that the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, and couldn't help but say contemptuously: "Then spare your life for the time being." ”

(End of chapter)