"Ice God, are you still in the mood for tea now? If you don't want to save Lao Tzu anymore, let's 'hand' over here today. The update is so fast. ”

Wu Wenxu threw a punch, the blazing heat lifted up the astonishing manpower, and the oncoming boulder hit the hammer slowly, this rolling stone should be more than 400 catties, and it shook Wu Wenxu's tiger mouth to tear the pain, and he couldn't care about the numbness and pain of his wrist, Wu Wenxu stepped on the gap of the rolling stone, jumped up, and met the surging stone flow one after another.

If the blood battle platform is a flat stone platform, if the ground does not have such shocking potholes, then Wu Wenxu can step on a few boulders casually, and avoid the crazy attack of the boulder flow lightly, but unfortunately there will not be so many ifs in the world, so the lord can only face this group of flood beasts more hard, in just two minutes, Wu Wenxu's wrist is swollen and almost catches up with the size of the bowl.

Trapped in the torrent of huge currents, it was purely to save Ahri and others, it was out of his own will, and Wu Wenxu would endure it in normal times, but the owner of the thousand-year-old ice god statue of Nima was lodged in his body, and when he was desperately resisting the collision of the boulders, the guy actually sat in the snow maple tree, leisurely cocking Erlang's legs, while leisurely drinking coffee, making Wu Wenxu so angry that he vomited blood. （ ）

"What's the use of you yelling at me, it's not Lord Ice God, I want the stone statue to collapse. It's okay boy, this god looks at your bones strangely, the seal hall is full, you are a rich and noble image, and you will definitely not die here. ”

Wu Wenxu really wanted to slap this ice god to death.

It's okay? Lao Tzu's hands are about to break, is it okay! Is it that when I died tragically under the boulder, you said to the corpse lightly: Boy, you are in the dark, and there is no help.

For this angry ice god, Wu Wenxu is really too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore, he is now annoyed that which fool wants to do the thankless destruction of the ice god statue, and was caught by himself, and he didn't take off a layer of skin and write the Wu character upside down.

"No, no, I can't stand it."

"Boom!"

The slightly smaller stone nearly half a zhang wide was smashed by Wu Wenxu's punch, and the sharp stone chips ruthlessly cut Wu Wenxu's fists, making his steel-poured fist bloody, how much blood Wu Wenxu shed today, he can't calculate it, even if the pain in his fists is unbearable, he must fight hard, otherwise, he will die on the spot!

The ice god in the world of soul elegy blew on the coffee foam leisurely, and said elegantly: "If you can't stand it, you have to top it, young people now, it's really, I can't bear any hardship, isn't it just some tattered stones, I want to be the god back then, I ...... it."

"Stop reads;!"

Wu Wenxu swore to listen to the ice god's narcissistic exposition of his old things, he would not be stoned to death, but also have to vomit blood and die of depression, he completely no longer pinned his hopes on this lazy guy, he estimated the height of the ice god colossus in his heart, thinking that if he held on for a few more minutes at most, this boulder flow should stop.

Thinking of victory in sight, the strong desire to survive, it supported Wu Wenxu's infinite motivation and courage in his heart, although every punch he threw involved the muscles and flesh more strained, he kept returning the blood spilling from the 'lips' back to the 'lips' and repeating the feat of 'agitating' splashing dust, Wu Wenxu was sweating and exhausted, and he could hardly see the scene in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

Wu Wenxu blinked at the sweat-soaked eyelashes, and suddenly, he seemed to see a silver-white spear appear in the overlapping and blurred picture.

Immediately afterwards, a fierce and ferocious magic force poked out along the tip of the gun, the magic of the silver 'color' spear tip explosion poked quite like the ashes 'color', the tip of the spear was fast and raging, and hundreds of trajectories were transformed in an instant, and the dripping point was on the boulder one zhang high, after the boulder carried hundreds of shots, it only rolled a few inches away, and with a snort, it shattered into dense stones and splashed out, although it hurt a little on the body, but it was much better than facing it directly.

"Little master, please forgive us for being late!"

The second boulder rolled violently, and it actually faced a huge black hammer, although the hammer was not as huge and terrifying as the boulder, but when the hammer covered with dense spikes smashed into the boulder, the stone directly made a booming sound, and the wind blew, and rolled away from the man's side, which was many times more domineering than when the Lord of the Silver Spear broke it.

"Demon Overlord!"

"Migello!"

Two sudden figures, one thin and one shaped, one evil and one simple, the two of them were firmly in front of Wu Wenxu, and the powerful magic skills that broke out were the power of the tenth-order magic master, when the Blade Shadow Tyrone arranged for Wu Wenxu, the two of them have not been activated for various reasons, and they didn't think that when their lives hung by a thread, they were the ones who saved them.

"Drink!"

The reason why Wu Wenxu is struggling is because he is bare-handed, fighting against the boulder flow 'hand-to-hand', and it is a great miracle to be able to hold on now, and now the Demon Overlord and Migelo with the weapon in their hands appeared, which made Wu Wenxu's pressure drop sharply.

"The momentum of the rockflow has weakened."

The Demon Overlord smashed a boulder, and saw the dust rolling in the distance, which obviously weakened, and then again, the ice god statue that was once towering in the sky was indeed terrifying, and it was only half destroyed, and it took five or six minutes to roll, and these five or six minutes, for Wu Wenxu, why not urge him to curse and complain?

"******, it's going to be gone."

With the two chief magisters resisting, Wu Wenxu was finally able to take a breath and take a rest.

He couldn't help but burst into a foul language, and then investigated the world of soul elegy, and found that the ice god Great Edrich actually fell asleep on the rocking chair made of snow maple after drinking coffee, which really made Wu Wenxu cry and laugh.

After holding on for more than ten seconds, the Demon Overlord's eyes flickered, and he suddenly grabbed Wu Wenxu's arm, only to hear him whisper the word 'up', and Migelo acted as if he had already 'practiced', and destroyed the boulder that was about to collide.

When Migelo saw the two of them escape from the strange circle, he also swung the giant hammer to the ground, and his burly body immediately bounced up with the help of the recoil force, leaving only the stones below him to dance wildly, in vain.

As soon as Migello's feet stepped on the ground, he was not busy standing firmly, but stared at Wu Wenxu suddenly, glared at his bull's eyes and shouted: "Damn, little master, you actually used a pair of fists to push it for so long!" Damn, you're so fierce, I'm going to see you as an idol in the future! ”

Wu Wenxu was stunned for a moment, then shook his short hair, coughed lightly, and said, "Actually, I've always been a low-key person, oh yes, I have to tell you something very important." ”

"What's the matter?"

The Moovere and Migello still had adoration on their faces.

"That, I offended the Eight Heavenly Kings, if I don't flash again, the Heavenly King may have to make a move."

Waiting for the two to react, Wu Wenxu had already slipped into a wisp of green smoke, only a small back, and the Demon Overlord slapped Migello's sluggish head and scolded angrily: "Idiot, what are you still doing?" Stay here and be crushed to death by the Heavenly King. ”

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