Although Leng Ying thought that the three-headed insect king-level blade shadow insect could not explode the tyrant, he could at least probe the tyrant's strength, but the final result made him dumbfounded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three-headed blade shadow worm lasted less than two minutes before it was defeated, and it ended up with two deaths and one serious injury.

"Isn't that wrong?" Leng Ying rubbed his teeth helplessly, after all, it was a three-headed insect king-level blade shadow insect, the most powerful combat power under his command, he didn't expect to lose so quickly.

I wanted to ask the little fool, but the unreliable little guy had long since disappeared, Leng Ying shook his head, and could only order the bugs to retreat to the huddle, and stop fighting against this big guy of more than twenty meters.

"I'm the only one to get on myself!" Leng Ying was really reluctant to fold the bugs he had so hard to produce on the tyrant, so he could only go out himself. At the same time, I made up my mind: "When I go back this time, I must make a few of the most powerful king-level war insects, I am the insect emperor anyway, and I can't go out by myself when I encounter hard stubble!" ”

The bugs slowly retreated and huddled, only the cold eagle stepped forward and stood in front of the tyrant who had just finished the battle.

Roar!

The tyrant's tyrannical eyes stared at Leng Ying, and after a low roar, a jump appeared in front of Leng Ying, and his black-haired thighs pressed against Leng Ying fiercely.

Chirping!

Leng Ying squeaked, and six slender and powerful claws flicked, and his entire body turned into sharp arrows, grazing the air flow brought by the tyrant's giant legs, and slammed into the tyrant.

Rumble! Rumble!

Although the tyrant subconsciously waved his hand to block, he was still hit by the cold eagle and fell to the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The impact was successful, Leng Ying was unforgiving, his forelimbs were like knives, and he slashed wildly, after several devouring and evolutionary times, he carried a pair of forelimbs with more than a thousand catties?

The tyrant was in severe pain, a pair of eyes were directly bloodshot, the black hair on his body stood upside down, and a pair of fists frantically fought back, hitting Leng Ying's carapace, and the rumbling sound was endless.

"It's so hard!"

Leng Ying slashed more than ten times, carrying the sharp forelimbs of boundless power, and did not cut out the expected blood splatter, although the tyrant who slashed was crazy, but the tyrant's tyrannical counterattack was still powerful, and after being hammered nearly ten punches in a row, Leng Ying had to bend his claws and jump out of close entangle.

"Damn, this body is even harder!" Leng Ying stared at the tyrant in the distance with palpitations, without a headache: "From the worker insect step by step to now, this is probably the most difficult opponent I have ever encountered!" The body is so sturdy! ”

He had to sigh, this X virus is really a perverted thing, and this monster created is too terrifying! His strength has long exceeded the ninth level defined by elves, and according to the general standards in the universe, it is the sixth level of a warrior - this strength, although it is not worth mentioning in the universe, is enough to be called a king and a saint in the planet.

But how long has it been since the outbreak of the Plane X virus in this plane? I was able to come out with an opponent who gave me a headache a long time ago!

"Looks like I'm going to have to sweep it up as soon as possible, if I accidentally show up in the HellClan, my main quest will be over - I really don't have any hope in the face of the world!"

Not to mention how Leng Ying was in his heart at the moment, the tyrant who was getting up in pain was also cautiously staring at the opponent who had just cut himself crazy.

Although the tyrant's intelligence is far less advanced than that of humans, the entanglement just now still makes it understand that the opponent in front of him is too much of a threat to him.

It was precisely because of the loss just now that the tyrant bowed slightly at this moment, staring at Leng Ying with tense muscles, for fear that Leng Ying would hit him again-after all, he had just been slashed, and the pain was really uncomfortable.

"Don't dare to come?" Seeing that the tyrant was on guard, Leng Ying couldn't help but sneer, it seemed that this guy knew that he was scared after the lesson just now.

Although the tyrant did not dare to attack and kill rashly, the zombie mutant beasts used like the tide were endless, and if he couldn't solve the big guy in front of him, it would be useless to kill more zombies and mutant beasts.

"Then come again!"

The cold eagle was full of fighting spirit, and he dodged and attacked again.

The impact raid just now was just because Leng Ying wanted to solve the battle as soon as possible, but after not taking advantage, Leng Ying quickly adjusted his playing style, and the perfect-level "control the environment" body played, and he began to test the tyrant's weakness while fighting.

From the figure of the tyrant, it can be seen that the battle that this big guy is best at is definitely a hard-hitting way, just like Leng Ying's impact attack just now, and Leng Ying was forced to withdraw by his chaotic punch - but when Leng Ying began to face it squarely and dealt with it in the best way, the tyrant's brute force could no longer exert its effect.

Even if the tyrant has a thousand powers, he must hit the cold eagle - the cold eagle is like electricity, and he can always dodge when the attack comes, this powerful feeling of nowhere to go, coupled with the constant attack of the cold eagle, the tyrant's crazy roar, the blood-red eyes flashed with a strange red light, and he seemed to start dancing everywhere like crazy.

Although the perfect-level "controlling the environment" body method is powerful, but just like the little guy said, this is only an entry-level body method after all, which can be relied on but not relied on, in the face of the tyrant's fists and feet, Leng Ying couldn't dodge several times and took several hits.

After taking another heavy punch, Leng Ying's body paused, and the tyrant seized the opportunity, a pair of thick palms pressed directly on Leng Ying's carapace, fingers thicker than an adult's arm grabbed the edge of the carapace, and the tyrant trembled all over his body, and he actually wanted to grab Leng Ying.

The fate of the liger beetle that was smashed by the tyrant as a weapon Leng Ying remembered it in his heart, he didn't want to be smashed into a pulp by this stupid big man, a pair of forelimbs slashed wildly, and at the same time, six claws clawed tightly on the ground.

boom

The forelimbs of the blind chopping suddenly slashed into a soft place, Leng Ying subconsciously flipped the forelimbs again, and the forelimbs of the knife actually stabbed into that soft place after flipping.

Roar......

The thick palm that was gripping the cold eagle's carapace suddenly loosened, and the tyrant roared frantically, but no matter how he heard the roar, it carried boundless pain.

"Huh?" Leng Ying wondered, why didn't this big guy seem to be right?

What's more, at this moment, the tyrant covered his crotch with his hands, roaring madly, and black and smelly blood continued to gush out of his crotch.

Leng Ying stupidly glanced at the forelimb he had just stabbed into somewhere, and then looked at the tyrant who was already rolling on the ground, as if he understood something......

"No wonder I can't find the weakness of this product, it turns out to be in that ......"

Even if Leng Ying is an insect body, he can't help but have some egg pain, but he knows this pain very well-how is the unlucky tyrant just an egg pain at the moment? What a big lump on the ground is its lifeblood!

"Take advantage of your illness to kill you!"

Although he felt that the tyrant was very pitiful, and probably became the first eunuch tyrant, Leng Ying still attacked again decisively after being in a daze, as long as the dead enemy is a good opponent!

The tyrant who was holding his crotch and howling made matters worse, and the cold eagle who fell into the well began to slash wildly, especially a certain unscrupulous insect emperor, who liked to use his forelimbs to slash the tyrant's injuries.

Rumble!

The painful and frantic tyrant suddenly kicked at Leng Ying with his legs, and Leng Ying, who was expanding his results, was kicked out of more than ten meters and overwhelmed a large number of zombies.

Roar!

The tyrant stood up with his crotch covered, his blood-red eyes glanced at Leng Ying with palpitations, and he ran away with his black and stinky crotch surging wildly.

"Want to run? No way! ”

When Leng Ying saw that the opponent was about to run, of course he was not happy, and after turning over, he chased after him with his slender claws.