Xue Zhihong slowly stood up when he heard the opportunity provided to him by MK130.

Lin Yiyao hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about Xue Zhihong's injury.

"Are you alright? Why don't you find a way to call that Xiong Er to come over and help. The only way Lin Yiyao can think of is to call people, she always feels that the more people, the better the chances of winning.

"It's useless, there's no way out, I can only try, can I win?" Xue Zhihong comforted Lin Yiyao.

"Okay." Lin Yiyao felt that the man in front of him was so tall, and he was his only hero at this moment.

Xue Zhihong exhaled and stared at MK130.

"Please." Xue Zhihong gestured.

"You first!" MK130 waved at him.

Xue Zhihong, who had no way out, could only rush forward.

On the way, his legs once again radiated with spiritual power.

"All mutants?" MK130 smiled wickedly at the corners of his mouth.

On the way, Xue Zhihong saw the expression on MK130's face at a glance, he knew that MK130 had been prepared, and he knew that he was not his opponent, but he had to rush no matter what.

"Ah!!h

Xue Zhihong's speed was extremely fast, and the afterimage behind him was lengthened, and if he stood beside Xue Zhihong, he could feel a gust of wind passing by.

Some small stones were picked up by Xue Zhihong.

MK130 looked at Xue Zhihong, who was about to rush to the front, was not worried, and said two words lightly.

"Mole ants!"

Xue Zhihong had already rushed in front of MK130 at this moment, and he was about to raise his leg to kick MK130 in the face, when his leg was only a few centimeters off the ground when he saw MK130's defensive moves.

Xue Zhihong immediately turned around and punched, and there was also a little spiritual power in his fist, but not as much as on his legs.

At this moment, MK130 once again showed an eerie smile.

Xue Zhihong looked frightened and was about to withdraw his fist when it was too late.

MK130 raised his hand and grabbed Xue Zhihong's fist tightly.

Lin Yiyao couldn't see the picture of the two fighting, and was just blocked by Xue Zhihong.

MK130 clenched Xue Zhihong's fist tightly, and it was useless to let Xue Zhihong struggle.

"Young man!" MK130 snorted.

casually punched Xue Zhihong in the abdomen.

Xue Zhihong endured the pain and snorted, and MK130's punch knocked out all his tears.

But MK130 still didn't let go of Xue Zhihong's fist.

He pushed harder.

MK130 gritted his teeth and looked at Xue Zhihong.

"Do you know what happens to someone who wants to kill me?" MK130 seemed to be slowly spinning the fist in Xue Zhihong's hand.

"Hiss...."Xue Zhihong frowned, very strong, and did not shout.

Lin Yiyao stood behind the two of them, wanting to know what the situation was now, but she was timid and didn't dare to step forward.

"I'm going to kill you!" MK130 laughed again, this time out loud, pretty standard villain laughter.

"Hahahaha~~~ Die! Ant! MK130 slammed down.

Xue Zhihong couldn't help it at all this time.

"Ah!!h

There were beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, and the beads of sweat slowly swept across Xue Zhihong's cheeks.

Lin Yiyao behind her knew that Xue Zhihong was at a disadvantage as soon as she heard Xue Zhihong's screams, but she was in a hurry, but she couldn't do anything.

"Run!"

It was the only thought on her mind.

She glanced at MK130, who didn't pay attention to her.

She sprinted towards the door of 176, which was still sealed by MK130.

"You... Beat... No... Win... It's mine! Xue Zhihong gritted his teeth and yelled.

He then raised his hand and slammed his fist into MK130's chest.

His fists were already overflowing with spiritual power.

This punch smashed down, and the scales in MK130's chest were smashed out of several cracks.

The rift did not continue to spread.

Xue Zhihong also saw the painful expression on MK130's face.

MK130 let go of Xue Zhihong's fist, raised his hand to rub his wounds, and stared at Xue Zhihong.

"In that case, I can't show mercy to my subordinates!"

MK130 lowered his hand, and the tear on his chest seemed to have grown, and there was no trace of it at all.

Lin Yiyao has now arrived at the gate, she looked at the black and red high wall, and was sweating profusely.

MK130 raised his hands, and his fingers began to lengthen rapidly, giving a very hard feeling during the lengthening.

In a few moments, his ten fingers turned into sharp claws.

The claws are shaped like a katana from a certain country, but the length does not match.

The blade reflects a blinding white light under the flare.

"It's real!" Xue Zhihong gritted his teeth and watched MK130 slowly change in front of him.

Xue Zhihong's lips trembled a little, and he didn't know if it was from his inner fear.

He kept thinking about how Mo Xian had healed his own wounds each time.

But no matter what he thought, even if he wanted to break his scalp, he couldn't seem to remember.

He looked at his wrist, which seemed to have been broken by the MK130.

At this time, he remembered the scene of himself in the ruins.

Mo Xian seems to be using spiritual power to heal himself.

He raised his hand and first placed it on the wound on his calf, and then the center of his palm began to overflow with spiritual power.

The spiritual power burrowed into the wound of Xue Zhihong's calf like an elf.

A warm current kept swimming in the calves.

The MK130 not far away understood Xue Zhihong's intentions at a glance.

However, the MK130 did not give him extra time.

He immediately rushed towards Xue Zhihong, and his speed was a few points faster than when Xue Zhihong rushed over.

Xue Zhihong only looked up and found that MK130 was already standing in front of him.

A strong sixth sense warns him to make immediate moves to dodge MK130's fatal blow.

He didn't hesitate and immediately rolled to the side.

Before he could move, MK130 raised the claws of that arm and stabbed at him.

Xue Zhihong endured the sharp pain in his wrist and pushed the ground violently, guessing that he barely dodged the MK130's attack.

And the claws on the MK130's hands are already stuck in the ground.

MK130 exhaled in disdain and jerked back his arm.

There are five pits on the ground that are about two centimeters in diameter.

I don't know if the MK130 is because it is inserted too deeply, and it is a little difficult to see him pull it out.

Xue Zhihong sighed, facing MK130, there was no way he could guarantee that he would be able to completely knock him out without killing MK130.

At this moment, Lin Yiyao didn't know what method he used to run out of 176.

She followed the route in her mind and kept running back, shouting Kumaji's name as she ran.

Xiong Yu !! Help me!!! Xiong Yu!! Lin Yiyao's voice was much hoarse.

Her physical exertion today is estimated to be the most consumed in her life.

She ran for a long time, and finally returned to this familiar place, and Lin Yiyao saw the backpack on the ground.

I was very sure that I had reached my destination, but I couldn't see the trace of Xiong Er.

She anxiously shouted Xiong Er's name.

Xiong Yu !! Where are you!! Help me!!! Lin Yiyao's palm was placed on his mouth, like a megaphone.