The armored figure rushed to Wynne's side in the blink of an eye, shocking the veteran of the battlefield.

What a speed!

When Ma Shuo came to him, four feet in front of him, he suddenly stopped, shouted violently, and drove the force with his legs and feet to the fixed waist, and swept to the waist position with a sudden blow.

A master of hammering himself, Wynne did not hesitate to take a step backwards along the way. Seeing that the sledgehammer almost passed by, he raised his foot and kicked at the back of Ma Shuo's head.

It's just such a kick that seems to go with the flow, but it was suddenly interrupted by the behavior of suddenly bowing down and jumping close to his arms, raising his elbow and hitting his lower abdomen.

"Poof!"

Huaien, who didn't even make a move, stared at Ma Shuo in his arms dumbfounded: "You, this kind of hammer method of borrowing strength!"

"What?" Ma Shuo's sharp elbow slowly retracted, and he stepped out of Wynne's arms and turned around and sneered, "Does it feel familiar?"

"Of course familiar!" Wynne, who seemed to be seriously injured and dying just now, suddenly straightened his waist again and smiled coldly: "I knew that you little bastard couldn't die easily!"

"Hmph!" Although being insulted as a mongrel made him feel angry, he only snorted coldly and pouted: "To tell you the good news, the Ram Divine Envoy also died at my hands!

"You!"

Wynne's face turned cold when he heard this, and Ma Shuo immediately seized this opportunity. Step forward again and raise the sledgehammer.

After the unkillable cockroach Inhumans died in his hands, Ma Shuo knew the recovery ability of some Inhumans and did not allow him to leave a little chance for the other party.

From the moment he was tentatively probed by an elbow stab, it was clear that the Divine Envoy of Wyn also had this trait.

And since the Ram Divine Envoy has spiritual power protection, then this guy is definitely not far behind.

If you know it in your heart, you won't panic on your face. So this time he is ready to hit the head directly, although it is very likely that it will still not work, but he just wants to vent his anger at this time!

If you want to swing a sledgehammer, even if you can't hurt the other party in the slightest, you must desperately smash the opponent a few times to be willing!

But Wynne didn't make a move the first time, so where can he not fight back the second time?

Although Ma Shuo's attack was extremely fast, it was still full of flaws in the eyes of his master.

While taking a few steps left and right, he held the hammer with both hands, and suddenly stepped forward and lifted up.

One smashed down with the momentum, and the other resisted vigorously against the trend.

The two hammerheads just collided together in mid-air, and after hearing a loud "bang!", the two of them were shocked and staggered back in unison.

Ma Shuo's arms kept trembling, and he looked at the divine envoy with a shocked face who was still flat, and he didn't even take a breath.

"What are you surprised about?" The corners of Wynne's mouth curled up slightly, and he simply moved the joints of his whole body and asked: "The stinky boy of the Ma family, can I take your surprise as a prelude to fear?"

"Fear?"

Ma Shuo's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he forcibly held back the sour numbness that kept hitting his hands: "I only hate you!"

"Hmph!" Wynne suddenly stood with the hammer in his hand and his legs apart, "Only death can erase this hatred!"

As soon as the words fell, Wynne, who was just defending just now, immediately stepped and raised his hammer to rush towards Ma Shuo. When the distance was less than two meters, he suddenly stepped again and jumped up with a hammer.

The whole person seemed to be instantly integrated into the attack of the sledgehammer, and with a loud shout, he forcibly spun in mid-air and smashed it down.

The target is that Ma Shuo reveals his face of endless hatred.

It's just that he still underestimated Ma Shuo, or rather, the speed advantage given by feather boots. The moment he turned over and smashed it hard, Ma Shuo in front of him suddenly moved sideways, and swept the hammer again at the moment when the sledgehammer fell.

Although Wynne was in the air at this time and had nowhere to borrow strength, he still forcibly tightened his waist and strengthened it, increasing the falling speed of the entire sledgehammer by three percent, and from his waist to his legs and feet, he turned over with Ma Shuo's sledgehammer.

"Boom!"

A sledgehammer smashed the ground into a deep pit, and Wynne once again flipped over with the hammer head. Ma Shuo turned half a circle and suddenly pulled the hammer head by inertia, twisted his waist and turned to face Wynne again, and the sledgehammer also fell heavily from behind his head again.

Wynne didn't even look at it and immediately dragged the sledgehammer sideways and moved back, only to hear a loud "bang", and Ma Shuo's sledgehammer just grazed his hammer head and mixed into the ground.

At this time, Ling Shuang, who was dozens of meters away, and Murray, who was always watching the battlefield in the sky, both sighed secretly at the hammer technique of the two.

This kind of weapon is all made of molten metal, and it weighs more than 100 catties or more.

Ordinary people don't want to be like this, swinging one after another to form an impenetrable sledgehammer network, and even offensive and defensive. Even if you want to forcibly take it back after smashing a hammer, it will take a lot of effort.

What's more, on the way to use weapons, they have not injured others but their muscles are strained, and even they are twisted into dislocation and fractures, which is not impossible to find!

After all, the weight of 100 catties and the inertia of the momentum are too obvious.

But the two people in front of them danced the sledgehammer at a speed like a wooden stick. And no matter the offensive and defensive momentum, all of them are endless, just like the tide that rises higher than the waves, and does not give any respite and relaxation at all.

Ma Shuo, who has extreme endurance, is not afraid of any protracted combat at all.

Especially when the person he faced was Matthew Wynne, it was as if endless motivation was suddenly born in his heart.

Tired?

Fuck tired!

There is only one belief in Ma Shuo's mind, keep swinging the sledgehammer and smash!

"I didn't expect it!" Moving his feet sideways to avoid the blow to the head, Wynne immediately swept the sledgehammer that was dragging on the ground: "Your talent is too strong!"

Ma Shuo hurriedly rushed forward two steps with the hammer handle, letting the sledgehammer rub his heel to the ground, and while the hammer head pulled up his entire body, he twisted his waist and swung his leg again and swept towards the position of Wynne's head and face.

Having turned his back to Ma Shuo, Wynne suddenly felt a gust of wind blow towards the back of his head. hurriedly pressed the hammer to the ground and bent down to avoid swinging his leg with the trend, and collided with Ma Shuo's heavy leg in an instant.

The moment the two of their right legs touched, they immediately suddenly exerted force with their toes and ankles. At the same time, an idea came to mind that one leg restricts the other party's movements, and it can't be so constantly entangled.

The same thought was generated at the same time, and the result was that both of them pinned each other's right leg in the air at the same time. Each supported his body with his left leg and a sledgehammer, so no one let anyone compete energetically.

"If you really come alone. Seeing this, Wynne's eyes narrowed slightly: "Then you can die here!"

Ma Shuo just smiled coldly and gritted his teeth and sneered: "It's you who died!

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden sound of "stabbing and shaping" from behind the tent, followed by a series of screams.