The awakening failed, and he could not bear the consequences.

External forces, after all, will not work.

The bear watched it step by step out of the darkness, and it was not the light that greeted it, but a more intense darkness.

Faith Russell looked up, his eyes turning pitch-black crimson, the eyes of resentment, anger, and anger that merged together.

"Feth Russell is going to kill you."

"Feth Russell cannot forgive humanity."

"Humans, all deserve to die."

Pointing at the bear, the sharp teeth of the fingertips grew out with a click, slashing across the bear's cheeks, red blood rushed out, and in just a moment, he made a move.

The bear couldn't react, and after taking a blow, he was shocked in his heart, and the speed was so fast.

Wounds, blood flowing out, no pain, sharp to this extent?

Once mutated, its strength became more terrifying, tripled, and it continued to increase, and the bear couldn't let it continue, even if he looked down on it again, he couldn't die by himself.

If you don't do it, you won't die.

He didn't want to die here in vain, how wronged he was.

"It seems that we have to be serious."

After putting away the Bible, taking off the gloves, and moving both hands, the huge body writhed for the first time, and the bear moved.

I haven't moved my hand for a long time, and I'm a little nostalgic, killing people, no, killing beasts, it's going to begin.

"You have to be careful, I'm going to be serious, don't die too quickly."

The words fell, and the body disappeared in place, leaving a cloud of air behind.

A black light came out of Fezrus's eyes, swept around, caught the figure of the bear, and attacked with a backhand, one hand, two hands, quietly falling, and the tail followed.

Slapping the bear's body, this is not over, Fesrussell is already determined to kill the bear, the huge mouth opens, teeth click out, and bite at the bear's neck.

Three-pronged approach to see how the bears resist.

Same tricks, different feelings, dangers, hairs stand on end.

The bear's whole body is covered with armed color domineering, domineering is used a lot, the exercise is diligent, the speed of progress is very fast, and it can barely cover the whole body.

The man was as black as ink, the bear's palm compressed the air, and two pressure cannons were pointed at its chest.

Wounds for injuries.

Both of them are so crazy, since you are going to die, then see who dies faster.

"Boom!"

Hitting each other, Fesrussell's body trembled violently, and blood kept coming out of its mouth, but it didn't give up, and bit the bear's neck with its mouth.

The tail flapped again and again, and the pain he endured was returned to the bear at one time.

"Bang bang."

The slapping was fierce, the bear's body could not bear it, and it began to shake, and its chest rolled, and a mouthful of blood gushed up, which could not be suppressed and spurted out.

With compressed air in his palms and cold eyes, he stared fiercely at Faith Russell.

"Pressure cannon."

"Finger gun."

After the pressure cannon, both hands were stretched out at the same time, and the fingers pointed at his chest, interspersed fiercely.

"Poof."

The chest was dented, and blood spurted into the bear's face.

The blow was successful, but it didn't let go, and the bear clenched his fists and fell into a brief frenzy.

Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me.

Armed with domineering colors, his fist slammed towards Feth Russell's head, bombarding wildly.

The storm and rain swept out like falling leaves.

The fist was like a phantom, unable to be captured, and Fesrus's head, sharp teeth, jumped one by one and fell off.

Blood trickled down his lips to the ground, and the bear's fist was stained with the smell of blood, and the bear did not withdraw his hand until it spoke.

Sore arms, continuous bombardment, there is still some physical damage.

It's not a big deal, the marks on the neck are a big deal, the blood keeps flowing out, and the teeth are all over it, and I feel terrible to see it.

The bear squinted his eyes and pressed his palm against it, ejecting the pain.

Compared to the bear, Fezrussell was even more miserable, his face was deformed, his teeth were more than half shattered, and blood was gushing out.

Its chest, with traces of a finger gun attack, stood firmly.

Didn't fall it, gritted its teeth, cracked its mouth.

"Fesrussell doesn't fail."

"Fess Russell will not fall."

"For Fess Russell, fight."

The brainwashing words make it forget the pain for a while, and the bear is distressed, this kind of spiritual baptism is the most terrible.

At this time, the so-called faith has not been forgotten.

The bear could not continue to fight it, and now its strength was enough to threaten the bear, and the armed domineering could not defend against its attacks.

If it mutates again, I'm afraid the bear will also be defeated under its fangs.

"No, you can't continue to let it mutate, kill it first."

Having made up his mind, Xiong did not hesitate and immediately took action.

Killing people is very simple, you only need to use your hands.

Teleported, slapped down with his palm, the sharp bone spurs blocked the bear's attack, and Fesrussell crouched down, full of bone spurs, so that the bear could not start.

In the moment's hesitation, Fesrussell quickly retreated, and the bone spurs all over his body stabbed at the bear.

"Woohoo."

Xiong subconsciously covered the armed color domineering, and his lips shouted: "Iron." ”

The bone spur hit the body, the clicking sound continued, and the broken bone spur fell to the ground.

The bear's body begins to change, becoming more powerful, and the return of the mystical life is activated.

"Life returned."

The fist was pointed at the head of Fess Russell, and he whispered, "Die." ”

Ordinary fists, but they couldn't stop it, and when they reached the front of their heads, Fes Russell let out a miserable cry, and his body flew out.

"Boom."

Tumbling more than ten meters, knocking down many trees, and the ground is full of messes.

Closing his fist, the bear shook his body and let out a breath.

"Dead?"

The smoke cleared, and Faith Russell lay on the ground, dead or alive.

It lay motionless, its eyes white, as if it had fainted.

The bear walked over, approaching, standing in front of him, and glanced down.

"Is it such rubbish? That's it, you still want to kill me, naïve. The mocking voice kept echoing: "Living in a corner, but arrogant and self-sufficient, the world is so big, there are countless capable people, how can you people understand." ”

"Death is your only destination."

It's your tragedy to meet me.

If you meet other newcomers who have just entered the new world, I have to say that they basically have to die here, and there are few people who can escape.

Fess Russell's strength is stronger than that of a major general, comparable to that of a lieutenant general, plus a strange ability, a pirate who is not particularly strong, if he touches it, he will die.

"I have to say, you're really out of luck."

The bear didn't make the next move, quietly holding his hands, standing there, the pressure of his palms running man, constantly compressing, compressing.

Lying on the ground, Fisrussell felt fear, and the aura of danger suddenly came, and he opened his eyes suddenly, trying to escape from this place.

I found that the person was looking at it, what kind of eyes were there.

"No!"

Bang.