Furukawa's reminder was not too late, but Wu Ming was too late to retreat, especially when this step landed just in time for the injured left foot, and he couldn't use his strength to drive his body to turn at all, knowing that the situation was not good, he still had to grit his teeth and rush forward. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Whoosh!"

Sure enough, in the midst of lightning and fire, Kita's figure disappeared in place, but his haha-like laughter never stopped: "Stupid...... Stupidity! ”

The hunting knife is coming, right behind you!

The blade cleaved through the air with a piercing snap.

It was the Kiata warrior's specialty, with strange dodges and powerful downswings, and the negative pressure caused by the Shadow Blade, so that the opponent could not escape, and could only collide with it head-on with its own strength, and that usually only produced one result - the opponent's weapon would shatter into splinters under the heavy blow, and the whole person would be reduced to a pile of charred bones.

But Wu Ming was still lucky, because at this moment Kita was not holding the Shadow Blade, but an ordinary survival hunting knife, he could still move, he could still fight back sideways, but his movements had to be fast and skillful, and he couldn't even think.

"Brush!"

The blade slashed through his chest, and the pain had not yet been transmitted, but Wu Ming knew very well that he had avoided the vital point by luck, at least his life was unharmed, if the knife deviated by another centimeter, I am afraid that the whole battle situation would be doomed.

It was the carefully planned blow that produced such a faint killing effect, and Kita seemed to be a little puzzled, because he subconsciously believed that his opponent should have died, and like the thousands of low-level creatures he had killed before, he instantly turned into a pile of dry bones. But he quickly reacted - the weapon in his hand was replaced, it was not as powerful, and it could only deal pure physical damage.

Less than a fraction of a second of psychological turmoil is a rare opportunity!

Wu Ming's counterattack had arrived, and his left knee was lifted up and he successfully hit Chita's heart. But it was only a small temptation, and there was no intention of hurting the enemy, and the real back hand was the right elbow that was fiercely raised.

Just the right time to grasp the opportunity, accurate and perfect attack angle!

"Bang!"

Elbow like a knife and hit hard!

"Yay!"

Holly, who was watching the fight, shouted.

In an instant, the female thief went from life to death, and from death to life, and circled twice on the edge of an extremely dangerous cliff.

She thought that her strategy had been successful, the monster's attention was successfully dispersed, and the agile Wu Ming got the opportunity to fight hand-to-hand as he wished, judging from the development of the previous battle, it was the most favorable opportunity for him to win. But when Kita's figure flashed strangely and turned to attack, Holly also saw the danger, and involuntarily raised her arm, trying to fire a hidden arrow to contain her, but Furukawa stopped her in time.

If the blind man's movements had been a little slower, the Hidden Arrow would have been struck, and the next course of events would have been terrifying to think about - the monster might have suffered a little damage, but the previous agreement would have been settled, and he would return to his true form and attack with that pitch-black knife, and the result would be the death of everyone!

Furukawa was already smiling.

When the prompt to withdraw was clearly sent out, and Wu Ming still rushed forward, the smile had already begun to form at the corner of his mouth, because it was the only chance of victory that Furukawa had expected!

He had long seen Wu Ming's combat intentions, but if he wanted to achieve close combat, he had to make that powerful monster attack without reservation; He had to make sure that he had the right shot to hit.

Judging from the previous battle situation, although the monster pounced fiercely, it never sent out all its strength, obviously afraid of Wu Ming's combat ability, if there is enough time, this battle may still have a dozen, but the difficulty is that the battle must be resolved as soon as possible, because the explosion that is enough to destroy everything is coming.

So he took it upon himself to make a risky decision for Wu Ming, borrowing Holly's plan to lure the enemy, plus a little help, so that the monster mistakenly thought that his plot was about to succeed, but he sent the reminder just right.

Furukawa knew that Wu Ming was destined to not be able to withdraw, although he couldn't see, but his perception of breath was unmatched, and even how much of a negative impact every injury on Wu Ming's body would have on his actions, he knew very well, and because of this, he was sure that Wu Ming would dodge the fatal blow, and he would take the opportunity to counterattack.

Now, Wu Ming has succeeded!

Hitting the door with your elbow is only the first step, and the more violent attack, like a storm, is coming!

The fist that was swung out violently seemed to be a continuous burst of artillery fire, hitting the dark red skull one after another, and the banging sound seemed to never stop!

Kita had been knocked out of the air, and his massive body had grown, but he had never been given a chance to land, for he had not yet received permission from his opponent.

In just one breath, Wu Ming seemed to have attacked hundreds of punches, and the fist hit Kita's head, and the gurgling sound seemed to convey the message of broken bones, whether his finger bones were overwhelmed, or Kita's head was disarming and surrendering, Wu Ming didn't care anymore, all he wanted was to continue the attack until the fierce star and demon in front of him were killed on the spot!

Found it, Kita's weakness!

Although his mind seemed to have lost the ability to think, Wu Ming believed that his desperate struggle had finally achieved his goal.

The red ghost had indeed left a scar on Kita's head, and it was probably a tiny crack, but it was there, between the eyes of Kita's skeletal face!

Kita is very cunning, he cleverly transforms his head into the image of a red ghost, in order to have a psychological impact on his opponent in battle, in order to avoid exposing his weaknesses, who knows that for a top fighter like Wu Ming, this kind of trick is not worth mentioning at all, and that old guy has always represented a painful experience, Wu Ming will never mind swinging his fist at it.

Now that the weakness has been discovered, this battle should end as soon as possible!

Wu Ming only hoped that he could turn his fist a little harder and put Kita into a brief state of shock, even if it was only for a moment, he would have a chance to pick up the falling steel knife and stab the fatal blow towards that weak point.

But difficulties arose......

The injury on his body restricts the play of strength, and the gunshot wound on his right shoulder makes Wu Ming's right fist never burst out with maximum strength, especially at this decisive juncture that cannot be delayed, and it is required that every bombardment must be extremely accurate and extremely heavy.

Chita is indeed in a completely passive situation, but his consciousness is still clear, and the means of counterattack are still brewing!

Sure enough, as Wu Ming struggled to raise his offensive to the highest intensity, a slightly less powerful right punch attack was accurately captured by Chita. He let out a strange scream and struggled to swing his knife, not trying to hurt his opponent, hoping only to relieve the rain of fists.

Wu Ming only turned sideways, letting go of the blade, and his body continued to get closer, while throwing his left fist with all his strength and slamming it between Kita's eyes. He knew that this was a critical moment on the line of life and death, and if he was withdrawn by Chita, all his previous efforts would be in vain, and it would be difficult to get a chance to get close.

But there was a sigh behind him, and it was Furukawa who expressed regret that he had fallen short.

"Bang!"

The thick and powerful worm foot kicked over, but Kita still found a way to fight back, and he had just learned the way - to fight back with his legs! With the power of Wu Ming's boxing, he threw his entire body over, and the insect legs, which were in the opposite direction of the human joints, contracted rapidly, and swept heavily on Wu Ming's ribs.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Wu Ming fell out, and Qita also fell out, separated dozens of meters from left to right, and hit the ground turf, forming two mounds of soil.

Wu Ming was vomiting blood.

There were probably three or four broken ribs, and the broken bones were likely to have been inserted into the lobes of the lungs, and the injuries were serious and could even be life-threatening.

But Kita still has the ability to move, and although the weakness of the head has been attacked with force, it is only from the fists of the inferior creatures, and in terms of muscle power, he is far ahead.

"Oh no!"

Holly screamed, with a clear panic in her voice.

She turned her head to look at Furukawa: "Shall we ......?"

Furukawa shook his head, but turned his body in the direction of the wooden house, his brows furrowed tightly.

Holly looked over as well. She knew what Furukawa was looking forward to, but the aura over there didn't change, and it was clear that the expected variable would not appear for a while.

"You can stand up, right?" Furukawa shouted to Wu Ming, "I think you should still be able to stand up and make that monster suffer with your fists, right?" ”

Wu Ming did not reply.

He coughed violently, gulping out blood, as if his whole body had taken root in the earth. It seemed like he would never get up.

"Stand up, damn it!" Holly yelled eagerly, "Your friend needs you to get up, hell, what do you mean by that?" Your people need you to stand up! ”

Wu Ming supported the ground with both hands, but to no avail, he couldn't exert any strength, and even breathing was extremely difficult - he definitely couldn't stand up.

It's coming to an end.

Wu Ming tried his best, racked his brains, went all out, and fought with scars, but in the end, he couldn't defeat the fierce demon after all.

Kitta had already stood up, swaying a little, bent at the waist, and the skeletal face distorted by the blow to the fist, but he still stood up, and the steel knife was re-grasped in his hand.

"Stand up?" Chita laughed wildly and was the first to strike his foe with words, "Stupid! ”

He took a step, step by step, and slowly walked towards Wu Ming, who fell to the ground.

"Low...... Weak...... Despicable ......" Kitta seemed to be showing off his incredible linguistic talents, but he suddenly found that he had just had a tooth knocked out, which made it even more difficult for the already intelligible to pronounce words.

"You, you're not amazing!" He spat and roared viciously, "You, damn it! ”

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