Silver debris floated down from the sky and landed on Chu Dajiang's shoulders. Chu Dajiang raised his neck curiously: "Hey, is it snowing?"

Flutter! The debris that fell on Chu Dajiang's shoulder suddenly turned into spikes, piercing into Chu Dajiang's shoulder, and also turned the tip to drill deeper into the muscles.

"Whew!" Chu Dajiang howled in pain, he didn't have the ability to force the spikes out, so he had to tear off the flesh on his shoulders with the spikes.

The scorched muscles that have been poked by the spikes are easy to tear, but it definitely doesn't mean that it won't hurt. Chu Dajiang threw the musculature mixed with spikes under the tree, and with his other hand, he pressed the half-collapsed shoulder and fled.

If it weren't for the dense canopy of the trees in the old forest blocking most of the falling metal dust, it would not only be Chu Dajiang's shoulders that would have been pierced, but his entire person.

Chu Dajiang's wound on the shoulder is in the flesh. The buds wriggled like living creatures, and after a while the bleeding stopped and healed. But the danger still did not dissipate, but became thicker and thicker, and the gray demon clouds in the sky were like sponges that had absorbed water, increasing in size, and they were moving with Chu Dajiang, always shrouded in the top of Chu Dajiang's head.

Metal dust rustled down from the clouds, and the panicked Chu Dajiang tried his best to drill into those leafy places, as if a grain of powder would kill him. The branches and leaves were covered with a thick layer of metal dust, and the branches hung down to the ground, as if they had been bent over by heavy snow.

Bang, the metal dust is not snow, the overwhelmed branch was finally crushed, and the metal dust fell along with the broken branch, and below was the top of Chu Dajiang's head.

Hearing the sound above, Chu Dajiang hurriedly jumped away as if he had stepped on a leaking high-voltage wire.

His jump seemed to trigger a certain mechanism, and the sound of broken branches between the canopies was endless, Chu Dajiang looked at the metal dust that penetrated the canopy, his body and mind were cold, and he fell into the metal encirclement again.

A pair of hard, cold iron hooks grew from the ground, piercing the soles of Chu Dajiang's feet and pinning him firmly to the ground. Chu Dajiang screamed in pain, his fingertips spit out slightly, sharpened the iron hook, and pulled out the foreign object in the soles of his feet in pain.

But just as he bent over, the silver metal chips on the ground shook like a pool of water wrinkled by the spring breeze, and Chu Dajiang subconsciously jumped up, jumped high, and crashed into the dense canopy. But he forgot about it, these canopies have long been covered with a layer of metal.

As several arm-thick branches were broken by Chu Dajiang, more metal debris fell one after another, fluttering around Chu Dajiang.

The metal debris in the air shone beautifully in the sun, lingering around Chu Dajiang like a dreamlike starry star. Faced with such a beautiful scenery, Chu Dajiang curled up and held his head in his hands.

Boom! It was as if countless swords were unsheathed at the same time, and Chu Dajiang could feel a dazzling cold light even if he closed his eyes. All the metal fragments turned into slender needles and arrows, all of which pierced towards Chu Dajiang. In a moment, a bloody man covered in metal spikes fell to the ground, rolled on the ground several times like a broken sack that had been kicked by someone, dragged a long trail of blood, hit the foot of an old tree, and never moved again......

Outside the valley, Ma Qian rubbed his swelling. Sitting on the side of the road with his feet and neck, his splendid costume turned into strips of cloth as he walked through the thorny ground, and hung loosely on his body, like a beggar.

"I'm so tired that I don't even have a bicycle, and when I get to Ciudad Juarez, I'm afraid the war will be over, right?" Ma Qian squinted at the dim sun behind the lead clouds and muttered to himself. At this time, a car drove in the distance of the road, and Ma Qian was as excited as seeing the desert refugees in the oasis, dancing and saying, "Hey! I am here! ”

Woowoo...... The car whizzed by, leaving a cloud of smoke and dust for Ma Qian. The people in the car didn't even look at Ma Qian, even though Ma Qian was just a few meters away and yelling like a circus clown.

"Bah......" Ma Qian spit out all the dust that flew into his mouth with a dirty face, abandoning his abilities, he himself came from the ancient Oriental aristocracy, and the kind of life that clothes came to reach out for food and open his mouth were all leftovers from him, and now a broken car actually made him eat ashes?

Another dusty car came from afar, and Ma Qian clenched his fists, and if the car didn't stop, he would simply throw a fireball at it.

The owner of the car seemed to be kind-hearted, and the car stopped next to Ma Qian.

"One price, three thousand per kilometer." The window was lowered, and an old driver with yellow teeth poked his head out and said.

It's expensive! But Ma Qian didn't hesitate to get into the car, he may lack everything, but he is not short of money.

Oh, what a big fat sheep! The old driver saw Ma Qian's expression unchanged and got into the car, thinking that he would slaughter this unknown fat sheep in the future, and he would definitely be able to make a lot of oil and water, and after doing this, he would have the money to go to the capital to buy a nuclear-proof safe house.

"Little Sheep...... Uh, lad, where are you going? The old driver smiled flatteringly.

"Ciudad Juarez." Ma Qian replied.

Boom! The car door slammed shut, and Ma Qian, whose butt was still hot, was thrown out, "Neurotic, right?" There are zombies everywhere outside Ciudad Juarez, if you want to die, don't pull Lao Tzu ......" The old driver scolded, and an orange fire suddenly reflected in his eyes, and a fireball rushed in front of him.

"What a pariah, I'm saving the whole of Ciudad Juarez! You still don't cooperate. Ma Qian kicked the old driver out and started the car.

Ma Qian drove along the road for a while, and he noticed that the fields outside the window had changed color, from green to gray. He polished his eyes and looked again, those gray things were actually moving, followed by a wisp of yellow smoke, and he unfortunately caught up with the mighty zombie rat swarm!

The speed of the car was slowly decreasing, and Ma Qian looked at the zombie rats all over the mountains and retreated, and turned around with the steering wheel.

Grayscale, who was riding on the back of the Rat King like a horse, saw a gray car on the highway change direction, apparently spotting a swarm of rats. With a light wave of his hand, a swarm of gray rats broke away from the large group, drowning the broken car that had turned and fled......

Konstantin brandished his armor fist and sharpened his claws to split the branches and weeds that blocked his vision, and he looked at the corpse under the tree that was poked into a hedgehog and thought, is this guy really dead? Konstantin couldn't be sure, he had thought several times that Chu Dajiang would definitely die, but Chu Dajiang always rushed around and came back to life, even more tenacious than a lifeless zombie.

Don't be shy! What are you doing standing stupidly...... Hurry up, come here! Chu Dajiang scolded in his heart, there were one or more slender needles and arrows pierced in every muscle in his body, like voodoo pricked by needles. Doll, miserable.

But he still has to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, endure such severe pain, he can't even frown, he can't even frown, he can't say anything worse than the mute who eats the yellow lotus, he can only hold all the anger in his heart, and turn it into the worst language to curse the eighteenth generation of Constantine's ancestors. If scolding also has offensive power, Konstantin has probably been exterminated by Chu Dajiang.

"Cut off his head, even if a zombie is beheaded, he will die." Konstantin stood still and stopped moving forward. And the metal spikes were manipulated by him to pull out Chu Dajiang's body, and the painful Chu Dajiang's heart twitched again, and his mouth full of steel teeth was about to be bitten off.

The last spike pulled out of Chu Dajiang's body, and the blood flowed out along the terrifying number of wounds, and in a short period of time, there was an extra pool of blood under Chu Dajiang's body.

With such a serious injury, bleeding alone should kill someone. However, Konstantin had no intention of changing his mind at all, and thousands of silver spikes slowly combined into a huge ghost-headed knife in the air, which was cold and chopped down without warning.

The Devil's Head Knife sank into the dirt and slashed into the air. Chu Dajiang rolled at an incredible speed and came to the feet of Konstantin, looking at him with a smile, his white teeth were particularly hideous against the backdrop of his blood-colored face.

"It's really not dead!" Konstantin's eyes widened and he looked at Chu Dajiang in horror, as if Chu Dajiang was a grenade with a fuse pulled out in a basket. Play.

"I'm waiting for you, my head is going to be white!" As Chu Dajiang roared like an outlet, infinite sword qi erupted from his body, like a flood that broke the embankment, flooding the place.

Birds don't chirp, insects don't chirp, and there is silence for miles. Chu Dajiang groaned, breaking the silence. He spread out his limbs and collapsed on the ground like a boneless lyppi. The surroundings are bare, just like the current Chu Dajiang. His grass skirt was squeezed into grass juice by the dense knife qi, the flowers and trees were gone, and Konstantin was gone.

Chu Dajiang didn't know if Konstantin was dead or not, his body now exposed to the air was as pale as his hair, and the blood loss was not completely ineffective on him, too much water loss would kill him, not to mention blood loss. He was now dizzy, lazily lying on the rock face hewn out by the knife, not wanting to get up, he was now weak and unable to roll, feeling like the butter of a volcanic crater, slowly melting between the hard rocks.

In the distance, Constantine, covered in blood, ran wildly through the dense forest, and although he was about to die, he still refused to stop. "I'm going to die." Konstantin's eyes were full of fear, there were countless knife marks on his body, the full-body armor made of Edelman metal had long since been shattered, and the little Edelman metal left was only enough for him to condense a piece of Vajra underwear to cover his shame.

"I'm going to die!" Konstantin muttered obsessively, looking at his dashing and heroic running, he actually still had the strength to fight, but his confidence was completely destroyed by Chu Dajiang's tenacity.

Every time Konstantin thought that he had killed Chu Dajiang, Chu Dajiang jumped out and poked Konstantin with his knife qi, and each time it became heavier and heavier.

The first time Konstantin was only cut on the sole of his foot, and that kind of small injury didn't even need a band-aid; The second time Konstantin had his belly cut open and almost underwent a fatal caesarean section; For the third time, Konstantin's indestructible armor was torn like pieces of paper, and he almost died there!

There was no fourth time, Konstantin fled, and he never wanted to see the monster Chu Dajiang again.