Lei Songyong didn't expect Jiang Tianxin to leave himself and run away alone, and the blood surged up under the anger of the heart, spraying Mao Zhuang's face, Mao Zhuang's face was intensified by the blood, and he completely broke free from Lei Songyong's spell control, and pounced on him and drank his blood.

It's just that Mao Zhuang just took a big sip, and a wound like a beast after being bitten suddenly appeared on its neck, and a stinking black blood gushed out from this wound that appeared out of thin air, and the black-haired zombie let out a miserable howl and pushed Lei Songyong away.

Lei Songyong's body was thrown out like a kite with a broken line, Mao Zhuang also took two steps back, and then his body was also lifted up by an invisible huge force, although it was not as far as Lei Songyong flew, but it also flew out of five or six meters, and rolled on the ground several times before standing up again.

On the other hand, Lei Songyong, he was thrown more than ten meters away, and after smashing to the ground, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, you want to suck my blood? Come suck! Kill me! I'm dead, and you don't want to live, haha......"

Lei Songyong fell to the ground, he had swallowed the same body spell drawn on the blue rune paper before, and he was ready to die with Mao Zhuang.

The same body spell is generally dominated by the caster who swallows the spell, the caster can control the actions of the caster, under the effect of the spell, the caster is injured, and the caster will also receive the same damage, but the caster is injured, the caster will be fine, but this spell is extremely mana-consuming, if the strength is not good, and the caster who swallows the spell will be sucked out of the essence and death by the spell in the body.

Lei Songyong was bitten by Mao Stiff on his neck, and the blood flowed profusely, but he couldn't feel the pain of the wound, obviously he had been poisoned by the corpse, and the wound lost consciousness.

Mao Zhuang was hit by an invisible blow, with his little wisdom, he couldn't imagine what was going on, and thought that this was Lei Songyong's counterattack, which stimulated his ferocity even more, roared wildly, and rushed towards Lei Songyong again.

"My life is at stake!"

Lei Songyong let out a cry of grief in his heart, closing his eyes and waiting for death, but he didn't know if his life could be exchanged for this stiff life.

Boom.

A loud bang came, and Lei Songyong felt a strong wind blowing on his face, blowing his whole person back three or four steps, and then sat on the ground with his butt, but this is not right, how can Mao Zhuang be so gentle.

When I opened my eyes, I saw two more figures in front of me, one of whom was Wu Di.

"Wu Di, is that you?"

Lei Songyong didn't expect that the person who saved him was Wu Di, and exclaimed, shouldn't he have fallen into the cliff and died?

Wu Di just glanced at him sideways, and didn't pay attention to him, he just shot just now, it was just an instinctive reaction, not to deliberately save him, but Jiang Tianxin and the direction in which they fled was the direction in which Jiang Shan and Pang Haoran were hiding, if they didn't kill him or lure him away, Jiang Shan and the others would suffer.

"Dad, this thing is very strong, you stand back." Wu Di's eyes stared at Mao Zhuang, who got up from the ground, and reminded his father in a low voice.

Wu Dayong knew that he was only dragging down his son here, distracting him, and letting him be more careful, so he stepped back.

Mao Zhuang was attacked by Wu Di and flew away, he was furious, and rushed towards Wu Di with a roar.

Wu Di had learned the power of this hair stiff before, although Mao stiff had also caught him off guard before, but being able to punch him away at least proved that Mao Zhuang's strength was not inferior to him.

Since he does not have an advantage in strength, of course Wu Di will not choose to fight hard, a flying knife appeared in his hand, and the true yuan in his body turned into a gang qi poured into it, his wrist shook violently, and the flying knife in his hand flew out.

The reason why only one knife is fired is because it can attack the target more accurately, and the speed and power of the throwing knife infused with Gang Qi are not weaker than the power of the bullet fired by a heavy sniper, even Wu Di himself does not dare to take such an attack.

The lightning-fast blow hit Mao Zhuang in the left eye, and the flying knife shot directly into the eye socket, knocking Mao Zhuang over on his back.

"Roar!"

Mao Zhuang's vital eye was hit, and the flying knife almost completely sank into his head, leaving only the outer half of the hilt, which brought great damage to it.

Mao Zhuang, who was rolling and howling on the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled out the flying knife, and black blood flowed out of his pierced eye sockets, making his appearance even more hideous.

"Roar!"

Mao Zhuang's anger had reached its peak, his limbs fell to the ground, and his legs kicked violently, kicking all the dirt and stones on the ground away, and shooting at Wu Di like lightning.

Wu Di kept shooting flying knives while moving and dodging, but Mao Zhuang had suffered a big loss, of course, it was impossible to be easily hit in the eye again, but Wu Di's knife shot at his face and arm also made him feel extremely angry, but Wu Di's speed was also extremely fast, he couldn't catch Wu Di at all, so he could only passively follow Wu Di and be beaten.

Mao Zhuang's intelligence is not high, but he also has a certain amount of wisdom, and he also knows that he can't catch this human who seriously injured him, and if he continues to be beaten passively like this, he can only be consumed to death, and let out an unwilling roar, Mao Zombie turned around and ran towards the top of the mountain

Lei Songyong, who had been poisoned by the corpse and had lost a lot of blood, happened to be on the route of Mao Zhuang's escape, and there was no doubt that Lei Songyong became a punching bag for Mao Zhuang to vent and be pressed and beaten by Wu Di.

Roaring and rushing towards Lei Songyong, Mao Zhuang wanted to tear the creature in front of him to shreds and vent his anger.

"Evil animal, if you want to kill me, it's not that easy, it's certain!"

Lei Songyong didn't press the blood hole on his neck anymore, gathered the last bit of mana, and urged the same body spell in his body to freeze Mao again, this time, he really fought with his life, after this sound, Lei Songyong's seven holes rushed out of blood at the same time.

As if the crazy hair stiff was frozen, Lei Songyong shouted loudly at the same time: "Wu Di, I have fixed him, you kill him, kill him." ”

Wu Di had noticed when Mao Zhuang suddenly fixed his body, and he didn't have the slightest doubt when he heard Lei Songyong's cry at this moment, when this kind of life was at stake, he didn't believe that Lei Songyong would design to harm himself, so it would not do him any good, and Mao Zhuang and his strength were between them, and it was not so easy to kill him.

Wu Di rushed in front of Mao Stiff in a few big strides, his body spun and flew up, and he kicked out a roundabout kick that gathered all his strength......

Boom.

Like a loud sound of cannon popping out and boring, Mao Zhuang was blasted out by this terrifying kick, flew out of more than 20 meters, and then hit the ground continuously, and the ground soil and rocks splashed, and he hit seven or eight holes in a row before rolling to a stop.

Although Wu Di hadn't tried how powerful his full blow was, he believed that even if an adult elephant received his kick, it would only kill him instantly, let alone a humanoid monster that weighed far less than an elephant.

Lei Songyong only felt a flower in front of him, and there was a loud explosion in his ears, and the terrible hair stiff disappeared from his eyes, replaced by Wu Di, who had just landed.

Lei Songyong turned his head to look at Mao Zhuang, who was kicked by Wu Di, who was lying motionless on the ground thirty meters away, viscous black blood flowing from his head, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Regardless of whether this stiff has been killed by Wu Di or not, he can't support it himself.

Lei Songyong's body weakened and fell backwards, and he was already angry when he was on the ground, and he was about to die......

One blow to make a contribution, Wu Di also dared to be happy, it was the first time for him to show his full strength without reservation, and he felt extremely comfortable, he still wanted to come back a few more times in such a battle, but now he didn't want the long-haired monster to die like this, it was best to stand up and shake him a few more times, so that he could enjoy it again.

"It's a great feeling to burst out with all your strength, and sure enough, the fighting style of the warrior is more suitable for you." Wu Di thought in his heart.

Leaving aside Lei Songyong, Wu Di felt that he also had a share of the credit for killing that monster, otherwise he would not have had such a good opportunity to deal a heavy blow to Mao Zhuang.

As soon as he raised his left hand with the Gan Lin ring, a stream of water curtain light fell from the top of Lei Songyong's head, and he suddenly felt that the life that was about to dry up had been nourished......