The orb demon thorn remained motionless, and more than a dozen red, relatively slender feet supported its body, like a large mass of black plasticine held up by a child with a red toothpick, which was strange and ridiculous.

Tu Shi didn't think it was ridiculous, he was very nervous, and most of his mind was on the round ball demon thorn during the fight, not afraid that it would not move, but afraid that it would not move coldly. In the fight between the rivers and lakes, the most taboo is that someone is ready to go, and the best thing is that someone is pressing for himself. Tu Shi didn't think about forcing Demon Jing to make a move, but every time he raised his hand, Demon Jing quickly curled up into a ball and adopted a turtle shrinking strategy, making Tu Shi helpless.

Suddenly, the cold hairs on his whole body exploded! The hilt of the sword in his palm suddenly swelled up, and it was actually a wireworm that was used as a rope to bulge! The word "danger" just flashed through his mind, and his body had spontaneously used [Shrink into Inch] and took a step sideways. I saw two black spears whizzing out from under the pile of insect corpses, piercing the direction where he had just stood. The enemy was also sensitive, and he couldn't strike a blow, so he suddenly broke up, only to see the poison ivy being lifted and overturned, a ten-meter-long flat body was raised, and a hundred minions danced on his side, it was a big centipede! Its head was small, with two spears standing on its chest, which were its distorted forelimbs, while the Devil's Horn's signature long, flexible tail had degenerated into a short tail spike! If it weren't for the black and red color on its body, Tu Shi would have wondered if it was a demon thorn after all!

[Lunge]!

Tu Shi turned around, and swept over in one step, the dark red sword rang out, and one of the side claws of the hundred-legged demon thorn had been cut off. He immediately rolled over, dodging the angry sweep of its tail, and secretly said in his heart: he was obviously aiming at the three side claws, but he couldn't do all the work, and the defense of the Demon Thorn was too high!

At this time, he suddenly found himself shrouded in shadows, and there was an alarm in his heart, and when he looked up, a chubby, flapping little winged demon thorn fell from the sky, and when it was still three meters above the ground, it hovered urgently, and three streams of black smoke erupted from each side of the red abdomen, and the amount of spit was extremely large, and the six streams of black smoke instantly filled into a black mist. Tu Shi hurriedly closed his eyes, but his eyes were so irritated that tears flowed, and his skin was itching to the bone...... This is no ordinary black smoke, but a miasma!

Poisonous Miasma Demon Thorn?!

He actually knows how to use special abilities beyond physical boundaries, this is the magic master in the thorn, right?! And this miasma...... Isn't it the corpse miasma of the Dead Corpse Forest?!

The forest of dead corpses, the forest of dead corpses, one step at a time, the ghost road is difficult to walk; You don't need a knife or a rope to commit suicide, you just need to go to the dead forest. Ten people entered the forest, nine died, and one did not survive the dawn. In addition to poison ivy and overlord spiders, the dead corpse forest also has a miasma that people almost die after inhaling, named "dead corpse miasma", although it is not a good name, but it is easy to understand. Although miasma is dangerous, it is relatively less harmful because it only exists in the corpse forest. I don't know what method the poisonous miasma demon thorn used, it actually absorbed, stored, and then transferred it to the battlefield!

Suddenly, the poison ivy trembled violently and curled up in a ball and then stretched, and died after a few repetitions; And the other demon thorns also escaped and avoided them, so it can be seen that they don't dare to inhale a single star. The only one that can move freely in the miasma is the Poisonous Miasma Demon Thorn, which has evolved in the direction of poison with the help of the "Demon Power Seed", and has a strong resistance to the poisonous miasma - who has ever seen a poisonous snake poison itself? It floated on the miasma, which seemed to hold it up like a large sofa bed.

The hundred-legged demon thorn fled twenty meters away in embarrassment, stood up his upper body, and roared: "You remember it for me!" Then he climbed to the base of the wall, raised himself and climbed up.

The poisonous miasma demon Jing laughed and said, "What can you do to me?" If you have the ability, you go to heaven, ahhahaha-"

Its laughter came to an abrupt halt, only for a sword light to light up from the miasma, lifting off half of its elytra from the bottom up! It screamed and fell to the ground on its side, just as it saw Tu Shitie jumping up with a blue face and awe-inspiring eyes. Before it could think about it, the sword light turned sharply, drawing a lonely line like a cliff, nailing it to the ground. Its proud carapace was vulnerable in front of the blade, and even more intense pain exploded from the wound - is that the true qi of a human being?

"Impossible...... Why don't you breathe......"

This is the last sentence that the poisonous miasma demon thorn left in the world.

Tu Shi dug up the "Seed of Demon Power" and stood still, exhaling suddenly. His breath was so long and long that he blew out a gap in the poisonous miasma, and his figure jumped out in a flash. The poisonous miasma demon Jing made some calculations, and when Tu Shi successively used [Shrinking the Ground into Inch] and [Arrow Step], he besieged him with miasma, wanting him to be unable to escape and poisoned to death, but it is a pity that the demon beasts don't know that there is also a breathing kung fu called [Dragon's Breath] in this world, which can exercise lung capacity and greatly extend the breath-holding time.

Although he did not inhale the miasma, the contact with the body surface alone made Tu Shi very uncomfortable, and the amount of blood fell down in small sections, so he had to take out the "toad ghee" at the bottom of the pressure box, and rub it on the back of his hand and face, barely controlling the toxicity. It also happened that the poisonous miasma was violent, and the surrounding insects did not dare to approach for a while, so he was allowed to apply medicine so swaggeringly. He glanced at the experience slot, and found that it had risen by more than half, knowing that this was beyond the seventh or eighth level to kill monsters, and the system rewarded a lot, and there was an experience bonus of "Hunting Talisman", and then he only needed to kill another demon thorn to upgrade.

It's just that......

He looked at the number of thorns around him and smiled, but he felt a bit like a bitter smile.

I'm afraid it's not easy to go up at this level.

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The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, at first the insect swarm sneaked up on the city with a tunnel, then the moon demon intercepted it alone, and Yu Qingfeng was invincible with a single sword, and then the elite of the Xuanyuan family moved in batches, wanting to use the tunnel to counterattack the insect swarm. As a result, most of the players on the wall were missing, but fortunately, the insects were restrained by Yu Qingfeng, and the offensive slowed down.

Wu Zhige kicked another poison ivy off the wall. The so-called "one inch long, one inch strong", the attack range of the pair of fists he relied on was too small, and it was difficult to protect himself in the chaos, so he immediately dispelled the idea of following the Xuanyuan Guild out of the city. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more he wanted to scold. Why are the monsters that are not suitable for him to fight? Could it be that he can only PVP in this life, not PVE?

Suddenly, there was a scream next to him, and I saw a big hundred-legged demon thorn climbing on the wall, and the two spears were skewering one after another, stringing the players up like beef balls, and those players were still out of breath, which was really miserable. It just so happened that the people of the Xuanyuan family had withdrawn, and the defense was empty, so that the hundred-legged demon thorn was fierce, and for a while, the tail sweep, claw poke, and head hit, and the hundred or so claws crawled densely, really as flexible as a swimming dragon, and wherever they climbed, they would be killed and injured. This demon beast kills people, but it's not in a hurry to climb over the wall, and after killing all of them, it pounces straight to this side, as if it wants to sweep the entire wall before stopping!

"Shovel!" Wu Zhige scolded, and stepped forward in a few steps.

The hundred-legged demon thorn crawled on the ground, and when he crawled in front of Wu Zhige, he suddenly raised his upper body and stabbed a spear into Wu Zhige's left chest! It's a tried-and-true move, because the enemy is often in a state of panic and can't react! At this moment, it was extremely happy in its heart: how fragile human beings are, there are so many vital problems, how can the body structure compare to insects?

That shot was quick.

It's as fast as Yu Qingfeng's sword.

Yu Qingfeng thought that "finding a bridge" was to find the shortest path to strike the fastest blow, but in fact, the essence is not to build a bridge by himself, but to build a bridge with the enemy himself - finding the strength of the other party and grasping the intention of the other party is the essence of Wing Chun.

Wu Zhige didn't think at all, he skillfully turned sideways, bridged his hand, swung the spear with the back of his left hand, and hit the chest of the demon thorn with his right hand at the same time. It's so hard, the "Ruyi Glove" actually made a loud sound that only hits the bell, but there is no anti-shock force, because Wu Zhige relaxed his wrist after this punch, and the person who absorbed all the impact was Mo Jing, not him.

Demon Thorn was stunned.

The time was less than 0.3 seconds, and then Wu Zhige twisted back to his body, using the power of this twist, borrowing the distance of less than three feet, the force from the feet to the knees to the hips to the waist to the shoulders to the elbows, and finally hit the chest of the demon thorn, instantly relaxed.

The upper half of the demon thorn leaned back a little. It hasn't reacted yet.

Wu Zhige's right fist rose again, hitting the same point on Demon Jing's chest, and with a click, a slight crack was made. The left fist rises again, and the crack spreads; The right fist rises again, and the crack thickens...... He punched and threw out, as if to vent his anger that could never be clean. If Yu Qingfeng was here, he would also mourn for the Demon Thorn, because he had already suffered from this one-hit and continuous heavy punches.

Reminded by the crack, the hundred-legged demon thorn finally came back to his senses, and he was suddenly shocked and angry. The insect's body structure was already very different from that of a human, but I saw that its claws and feet were broken and crawling, and it actually fell backwards on the spot, and then its upper body smoothly covered the ground, so as to dodge Wu Zhige's fist. It had already calculated: when it was fully lying on its stomach, it would stealthily stab its forelimbs from under its body and stab human ankles.

However, Wu Zhige made a progress, very skillfully raised his middle foot, and his toes were aimed at the head of the Demon Thorn, just like a Kuixing kicking fight, and the upper body of the Demon Thorn was provoked again with one kick!

Demon Thorn is also a good reaction, the two guns are out together, and it is necessary to kill-

Sideways, bridged, punched, and then repeated the back-to-back punches again. In front of Wu Zhige, the Demon Thorn is like a wooden stake, powerless at his mercy! The Hundred-Legged Thorn began to panic. What is this? This human obviously doesn't have a sword, he only relies on a pair of fists, why can't he attack him from beginning to end, but he is attacking himself? It looked down and saw Wu Zhige's face red and his eyes furious, and he couldn't help but retreat in his heart. Next time, it will not rush again, and will choose the right time to retaliate.

It's a pity that Wu Zhige didn't give Demon Jing a chance to escape, and replaced his heavy punch with a light punch. Going from heavy to light does not mean that the lethality is reduced, the heavy punch is to make a gap, and the light punch is to expand the damage. Wu Zhige, who was standing with a two-character pair of sheep and horses, was extremely fast at this time, and he could hit ten punches in a second, falling like raindrops, making the hundred-footed demon thorns tremble. It's not that Demon Jing doesn't want to fight back, he just feels that his strength has been scattered by a punch, and he can't lift it!

With one more click, the breastplate breaks a fist-sized hole! The hundred-legged demon thorn's body is like a sieve chaff, and it will fall down at any time! Wu Zhige didn't give up, and his fist slammed into the soft tissues, so that the cuffs, chest, and face were full of red insect body fluids! In the end, he grabbed a handful of demon thorns before retreating, pulled out a long piece of nematode, panted and laughed: "Whew, it's really enjoyable!" ”

The demon thorn who had lost the "Seed of Demon Power" screamed and fell hard, and countless claws scratched and trembled, and it was a long time to die. The last thought in its mind was: as long as it becomes a human, it can learn such a powerful martial art......