Stitching monsters, in fact, do not really use needles and threads to stitch together corpses, but mainly refer to undead creatures made of fragmented corpses. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of these undead are the hands of scavengers, but they can also spawn by chance. Due to the uncertainty of how they spawn, the appearance and abilities of these stitchers are also very random, so that the fatal point is not necessarily in the skull.

From the beginning of the battle, Wang Qi has been attacking one of the opponent's heads, and this time with the deformed bricks of the sofa, the woman's head finally burst open like a rotten watermelon.

The red and white things were mixed with the splash of broken bones, but not only did they not notice that the soul crystal that should exist in the other party's body did not appear, and even the soul fire did not come out.

Wang Qi, who knew that he had made a mistake, quickly withdrew, but at such a distance, even if he had the undead battle skill, he could not compare to the stitching monster with speed specialization. This monster, in particular, has been completely enraged by itself.

The three arms and the bloody mouth of another head belonging to Deng Bin attacked Wang Qi in front of him in a round of fierce attacks. As his body flew back, Wang Qi struggled to avoid the opponent's three bites, and the ancient spirit glove in his right hand desperately stabbed the claws that pierced his waist ribs, but at the same time, his left shoulder and lower abdomen were hit at the same time.

Three points into the flesh, digging out a large piece of flesh. Fortunately, the blood veins in his body have been sealed, otherwise the external injuries accumulated from the beginning of the war to the present, even if it is bloodshed, will be unbearable for Wang Qi.

The right palm once again supported the opponent's chin, and the black wind swept in front of him, and the opponent's sharp fingertips scraped a series of sparks on the face armor of the bone spirit helmet. Then the heavy impact landed on Wang Qi's chest, and even with the blessing of the defeated body, there was a crisp sound of bone cracking.

In the wide shop with a width of more than ten meters, the two entangled figures have retreated to the wall on the other side in two seconds, on the way, a sofa was directly shattered, a luxurious double bed, a metal bedpost with a diameter of ten centimeters was easily swept off, and the mattress used as a resistance by Wang Qi almost burst open and flew out, and the cotton wool and spring splashed out.

The combined wardrobe on one side of the wall was smashed by the retreating Wang Qi, and with a loud bang, the walls of the interval collapsed in an instant, and for a while, the monster attack crushed everything in front of it like a chariot.

One after the other crashed through the wall, and the battlefield was moved to the next shop. This is a warehouse for a building materials market. The accumulation of panels, brackets, rebars, tiles and other materials inside makes the already small space even more cramped.

Wang Qi crashed into a pile of tiles with a thud, and half of his body was crushed underneath, but he smiled with relief as he watched the monster chase it like crazy.

"Finally found a good place, hehe, hit me for so long, let's see how I play you!"

The rising white soul fire caused an eerie light to appear in the gloomy warehouse, and the pile of scattered tiles under Wang Qi's body suddenly combined into a large palm more than three meters high, like catching mice, pinching the stitching monster that flew towards him.

The attack was thwarted, and the body was still restrained, which made the monster's anger even worse, and its remaining head let out a terrible roar, and its body pinched horizontally in its large hands writhed wildly.

"Gradgrad ......"

Large areas of cobweb-shaped cracks quickly appeared on the surface of the big tile hand, and although this stitching monster strengthened speed rather than strength, the strength of the late soul level was still not to be underestimated.

"Can't get stuck like this? Nima, I want to see how strong you are! ”

Wang Qi's battle intent was already rising, and the soul fire master in both hands was pushed to the limit by him. First, the men stacked nearby stood up and formed two even larger palms, one on the left and one on the right, squeezing the struggling stitching monster again. Then the stainless steel brackets scattered everywhere and various types of steel bars twisted and entangled like snakes, turning into thick iron chains, and wrapping the monster into rice dumplings layer by layer.

Tiles, plates, steel bars, and the repeated sandwiching of the triple material, the struggle of the stitching monster was finally suppressed. It's just that controlling so many objects to attack at one time is also quite a huge consumption of Wang Qi. Rao is strength has broken through many times recently, but at this moment, he also felt a faint sense of emptiness in his body.

This stitching monster formed on the basis of the corpse of the head Deng Bin, I don't know how much flesh and blood of living people I have eaten in the apartment, and its strength has skyrocketed to the late stage of the soul level, and its skin, flesh, muscles and bones are not ordinary sharp weapons can cut into.

However, Wang Qi has already figured out a way to deal with it, and that is to strangle.

Infusing all the remaining soul fire energy into the soul fire master, the iron chains and big hands that wrapped it against began to shrink inch by inch, like a giant python strangling its prey, no matter how strong its skin and flesh were, Wang Qi just wanted to use brute force to slowly pinch its flesh into a mess of rotten flesh, until it burst the source of power in its body, that is, the container that carried its soul fire and soul crystals.

The sound of flesh and bone rubbing mixed with the roar of the monster kept coming out of the small warehouse, Wang Qi clinged to the materials that wrapped the monster into a ball with both hands, and the soul fire energy in his hands was desperately output as if he didn't want money.

His body trembled slightly, and although he didn't sweat in his half-undead form, it could be seen from the flickering glow of the fire in his eyes that he was also struggling at the moment.

Finally, the material that wrapped the body had doubled, and the monster's struggle was much smaller. The unpleasant sound of throwing a living person into a meat grinder began to crumble, and it was obvious that the other party's bones could not withstand the pressure and began to crumble.

Victory seemed to be at hand.

However, Wang Qi suddenly felt a chill down his spine, as if he had been poured down by a scoop of ice water, and his body, which had just been a little relaxed, shivered. Instinctively, he tried to deflect his body to a side, but the next moment, a white light swept past his ear, slashing half of his shoulder into a wound more than a foot deep.

This is in a state of defeat, but he still almost had his entire left arm cut off. If he had been a little slower to dodge just now, the blow would have slashed straight at his head, and despite wearing a bone spirit helmet on his head, Wang Qi had no doubt that the opponent's blow would have the power to penetrate his helmet.

The body staggered, and the Soul Fire Master in his hand was forced to stop, and a large pile of restored building materials were scattered on the ground, revealing the severely deformed body of the monster in the middle that had been kneaded.

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