Fang Dang didn't have the powerful fists like the other fire slaves, the nails as sharp as knives, and the strength to smash rocks, and the hardest weapon on his body was his teeth.

The god of war let out a roar of pain, grabbed Fang Dang's arm with his backhand, and with a fierce force, he tore Fang Dangsheng off and threw him out.

Fang Dang fell heavily to the ground and spurted black blood, but Fang Dang's bright pupils were still unwavering in his gaze.

The Duka God of War was bitten out of a big hole by Fang Dang in his neck, dripping with blood, and under the severe pain, the Duka God of War became more and more irritable, roared, and rushed towards Fang Dang like a bull.

This time, Fang Dang didn't have such a good chance to avoid the Duka God of War while still being able to attack backhand.

Du Coffee God of War is a natural warrior, his bravery is abnormal, and his combat experience is extremely rich, Fang Dang was able to bite him before, it was completely because Du Coffee God of War despised Fang Dang, when Du Coffee God of War really got serious, Fang Dang would definitely not have a second chance, otherwise wouldn't the word God of War be a joke?

Fang Dang was hiding everywhere like a mouse, scurrying around like a juggler, causing the fire slaves around him to laugh, and even the guard Huang San unconsciously showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, and laughed.

The soldiers of the black-armored sword halberd army guarding the fire slaves also had contemptuous smiles on their faces, and they felt that Fang Dang was simply a living shame.

But the woman in the distance frowned slightly, stared at Fang Dang's mouth, and asked curiously, "What is this guy muttering?"

Fang Dang was dodging at this time, while muttering something in his mouth in an orderly manner, others couldn't see it, this woman and Uncle Hei were not ordinary people who would see it if they paid a little attention.

Uncle Hei frowned and said, "He's counting." ”

Princess Jing was curious, and then looked at Fang Dang's mouth shape, sure enough, she was counting, or counting down from fifty, and now she counted to thirty-seven, a fire slave who could count, it was like a monkey coming out of a pigsty.

"What is he counting for?" Princess Jing was quite curious.

Uncle Hei shook his head, he is not an immortal, why should he know why a fire slave can count? It is estimated that he will not die until he dies.

If the space was large enough, Fang Dang would be able to maneuver with the Duka God of War by relying on his flexible body and hiding in Tibet, but the surrounding Duka people gathered like an iron wall, firmly enclosing Fang Dang in it, how much room was there to play? Even once Fang Dang got close to the crowd, he would be punched and kicked back into the field.

Not long after, Fang Dang was hit in the shoulder by a punch from the Duka God of War, and Fang Dang smashed into the onlookers like a broken kite, knocking down a large number of fire slaves.

The god of war laughed twice, his lower body became more and more tyrannical and bulging, and he immediately walked straight towards Fang Dang.

The fire slaves who were knocked down crawled away in panic, in case they were affected by Fang Dang, it would be terrible.

Fang Dang lay on the ground, wheezing, but his eyes were bright and terrifying, like two jewels, shining brightly.

The god of war waved his fist and signaled to the surroundings that he was the victor, and there was a roar all around, full of praise and worship.

There is no reason on the rotten poison beach, only strength.

After satisfying the warrior's sense of honor, the god of war wiped the saliva on his chin, half-knelt down, and reached out to grab Fang Dang's neck, whose shoulder was bloody and fleshy, and it seemed that he had little resistance, and the other hand went to pull Fang Dang's leg and held Fang Dang down, so that he could do things.

Three......

Two......

One!

When the God of War was about to grab Fang Dang's neck with one hand, Fang Dang spit out a series of numbers from his mouth, and at the same time, Fang Dang showed a big smile, the pitch-black blood in his mouth made Fang Dang's smile full of terrifying cruelty.

Du Ka God of War was stunned, this smile made him feel a chill, and the animal-like intuition told him that something was wrong!

Immediately, the god of war felt a little dizzy in his head, his eyes were a little dazzling, the heaven and earth around him began to spin, his body was as dull as a stone, and at the same time, the blood vessels up and down his body were like flames constantly burning, and the itching was like a needle prick.

Immediately after that, the god of war felt a sudden sharp pain in his eyes.

Fang Dang burst out.

The fingers of both hands pierced straight into the eye sockets of the god of war who became sluggish, and directly dug out the big eyes of the god of war like cowbells.

His eyes were snatched away, and the pain was terrible, and the god of war let out a roar of pain, and waved his fist desperately, smashing towards Fang Dang like raindrops.

A few punches were thrown, but the god of war did not hit anyone, but he found that something was riding on his neck, and he felt that his mind was getting more and more dizzy, his muscles were getting weaker and weaker, and his whole body began to become sore.

Like a dog bound to the slaughter.

Fang Dang rode on the neck of the Duka God of War, and shook his fist violently, knock......

Punch, punch, slammed into the temple of the god of war.

The sound of knock is like beating a drum, constantly ringing, at first there was the sound of gold and iron on the head of the god of war, but as Fang Dang's fist smashed up, the sound became more and more dull, after a fragile muffled sound, Fang Dang's fist smashed out a string of blood flowers, and when it was smashed again, it was a white pink object.

Knock knock knock......

The sound struck the tips of the chests of the fire slaves who were still cheering just now, and smashed their faces more and more ugly.

Finally, the huge body fell to the ground as weakly as a hill, Fang Dang's anger had not yet been fully vented, but his fists were still smashing.

The head of the God of War, which was the size of a millstone, was smashed flat by Fang Dangsheng, and the flesh and blood were blurred. smashed like a piece of tissue paper.

The body of the Duka God of War twitched without spasms, and Fang Dang slowly stood up from the mountain-like body of the Duka God of War.

At this time, Fang Dang's fists, body, and face were full of blood, red and pink, and hot, decorating Fang Dang like a devil who had just come out of hell.

Fang Dang killed the God of War!

How is this possible, there is so much difference in size between the two sides, and the strength is even more like heaven and earth, and in addition to being inadvertently bitten by Fang Dang from beginning to end, Fang Dang was completely crushed and beaten, how could it be reversed like this all at once?

All the fire slaves showed fearful eyes, and the fire slaves of the Duka tribe, who were still pushing Fang Dang, secretly retreated one by one at this time and disappeared. Especially those who kicked Fang Dang, they even crawled in front of Fang Dang, touching the ground with their faces, Fang Dang glanced at them, and didn't bother to bother with them, my mother said that how noble a person is, it depends on the identity of his opponent, and these guys will also become humble.

Fang Dang picked up the huge eyeball from the ground and popped it with a snap.

The fire slaves around them were all afraid, and they retreated again, not even daring to look at Fang Dang again, covering their lower bodies with their hands in unison, this was their way of expressing their respect and humility.

Fang Dang smeared the crushed eyeball slurry on the chest and shoulder that was injured by the smash, a thick layer of warm viscosity, which made Fang Dang's pain gradually weaken.

There was a loud snap, and Fang Dang's back was burned with a bloody mark by the whip.

Huang San snorted twice with his whip, he wanted to show his authority at the right time, and whipping the head wolf was the best way to make the wolves obediently obedient.

With a wave of the whip in Huang San's hand, the fire slaves scattered one after another, each picked up the log, and continued on the road, as for the huge body of the Duka God of War, he had to carry it back by himself.

When Fang Dang was facing the huge body with a sad face, a man and a woman walked into the slave dog street filled with this group of lowly people.

The sword and halberd army guarding the fire slave scattered after seeing a jade plaque in the woman's hand.

Huang San was stunned, and hurriedly stopped those fire slaves, and ran over and prostrate on the ground by himself, after the man and the woman said something, Huang San turned his head and glanced at Fang Dang, and nodded at the two of them.

Then the man and the woman walked towards Fang Dang.

Fang Dang looked at the woman in men's clothes and was stunned, this woman is so good-looking, before Fang Dang had time to think about the superfluous things in his mind, Huang San had already whipped over and shouted: "Bastard, kneel, kneel!"

Fang Dang was willing to kneel? From the bottom of his heart, he didn't feel that these people had anything noble worthy of his kneeling.

Fang Dang turned his head and wanted to get into the group of fire slaves, as long as he got in, he was short in stature, and he was guaranteed to disappear without a trace, but Fang Dang had just run a few steps before he was dragged back by an inexplicable force pinching his neck and carrying a chicken.

This power Fang Dang was too familiar, the man in the silver dragon robe used this power to pinch his neck and grab him so that he could not resist at all, Fang Dang hated this power at the same time, he was full of infinite yearning for this power.

Growing up in the midst of rotten poison, he knows the value of power all too well.

He knew that this was the power that only immortal cultivators in his mother's mouth had, and he must have such power.

Fang Dang was dragged in front of the man and woman in the air.

Uncle Hei shot a strange light and looked Fang Dang up and down, "Tsk, it's not an exaggeration to say that this fire slave is full of poison, that big guy has a strong body, and if he bites it, the poison will attack, and he will defeat it!"

"This guy has such a strong poison in his body?" said fifteen-year-old Princess Jing as she looked at this fire slave, who was much thinner than ordinary fire slaves, but had a pair of eyes that were brighter than the residents of Fire Poison City.

"It's not too strong, the most important thing is the timing and method of attacking, poison can't kill people with a pound in the hands of some people, but a penny in the hands of some people is enough, in the hands of real experts, you can't see the poison there, and it has already died of poison. ”

"It's wise to choose to bite the big man's neck, which is closest to the head, and then he keeps scurrying, circling with the big man, accelerating the blood flow of the big man, driving the poison down the blood vessels into the brain, he is chattering and counting, just calculating the time of the onset of poison, tsk, this fire slave is a little clever. ”

Uncle Hei frowned slightly as he spoke, as if he had found something on Fang Dang's head, and immediately the void wiped Fang Dang's forehead, and the black ashes were all dirty, revealing the mark of the most despicable person covered by the dirty black slag ashes.

Uncle Hei's eyes trembled suddenly when he saw this brand, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to carefully examine Fang Dang's face.

Princess Jing next to her was already interested in the other party when she heard Uncle Hei's words, at least this fire slave was not so annoying compared to the other vulgar fire slaves, and immediately said: "This fire slave is good, I want to take it back as a stake." ”

Uncle Hei's eyes twitched slightly, as if he had been electrocuted, and suddenly stopped him: "No." ”