Half-kneeling on his left knee, Xu Mo gasped violently, and a large cone-shaped hole appeared in the knee area of his right thigh, and the broken meniscus flesh was blurredly lifted and hung waddly on the side of his leg.

His opponent, the Iron Blood Elder, was still standing proudly, but the broken armor on his body was missing a few pieces, and the blood spurting from the corner of his mouth stained his chest green, and at the same time, a large hole was also opened in its left ribs, and half of its body was soaked in green fluorescent blood.

Xu Mo, who stood up on one leg, took a few deep breaths, and his original contempt for the old soldier in front of him had been put away. His judgment was not wrong, the iron-blooded elder was indeed seriously injured, although he couldn't see anything from the outside, but every violent movement would make the old guy spurt blood, and it was obvious that the internal injuries were very serious.

His strength and agility are not as good as Xu Mo's, and he doesn't know any esoteric martial arts skills, or his war spear skills are very simple, and he only comes and goes a few times, but his understanding of combat is obviously a level higher than Xu Mo's. Although the armor on his body was in tatters, the old warrior was able to make the most of the protection of every piece of armor on his body in the battle between the two of them.

Xu Mo's attack was faster and stronger than him, but as a result of each fight, Xu Mo's wrist knife attack had to first break through the broken armor on the iron-blooded elder's body before it could leave a slight wound on the old man's body. However, the Iron Blood Elder's battle spear attack would bypass Xu Mo's armor every time, and like laser guidance, it would accurately poke blood holes into Xu Mo's body.

After fighting for a few minutes, Xu Mo found that the Iron Blood Elder's pace moved very little, and almost only when the attacks were staggered, he would move his body slightly, use the armor of a certain part of his body to block Xu Mo's attack, and then use the war spear to leave a wound on his body when Xu Mo's move was old.

Xu Mo's only most successful attack was the deep wound on the old soldier's left rib, but the price he paid was his right leg, and it was obvious that Xu Mo suffered from this exchange.

The horror in his heart can no longer be described in words, the fighting skills of this old guy in front of him are almost extremely simple, and they can't be compared with those plot powerhouses in the King of Fighters world. But this is also a cutting-edge combat technique, as if Xu Mo has seen another world of fighting.

This kind of combat skill uses all kinds of protective and offensive equipment on his body beyond the limit, and the tattered armor on the Iron Blood Elder now seems to be a heavy tank with reactive armor in Xu Mo's eyes, and the hunting spear is his invincible siege cannon.

Except for the unusable Hell Fountain, Xu Mo used almost all of his combat skills, and his instantaneous steps were indeed fast, but the iron-blooded elder's rich combat experience and keen judgment made Xu Mo's instantaneous steps useless every time. Sticking to the mountain, Shanlan needs to fight closely, it's not that Xu Mo doesn't have this opportunity, but he doesn't dare to use it.

Every time he fights closely, the Iron Blood Elder will use the same end move, Xu Mo only has 8 points of physical strength, and the last protein injection was returned to Blakeney, if he really has to be stabbed in the head and heart by the Iron Blood Elder's war spear, it will definitely die.

Thinking of this, Xu Mo looked at the respectable opponent opposite, and showed a regretful look, this duel was that he lost, in fact, it also meant the end of the battle. It wasn't that Xu Mo didn't have the ability to kill the Iron Blood Elder, but that he was unwilling to use this method.

"Are you going to use a plasma pulse cannon?" Elder Iron Blood shook his head with the same regret, he was seriously injured, and every time he moved his body, it was very difficult, and it would even aggravate the heavy bleeding in his body, "Don't scruple about it, making reasonable use of any equipment on your body is the right hunting choice." ”

Xu Mo was silent, but the muzzle of the plasma pulse cannon on his shoulder gradually lit up, and seeing this scene, the iron-blooded elder finally moved.

"Whew!" The old warrior opened the fangs on the side of his mouth, his right arm holding the spear stretched back violently, his upper body tried to lean back, and the whole person seemed to be pulled into a big bow, and then he stepped forward violently, and his right arm swung forward like lightning, and the hunting spear disappeared in his hand.

"Whew!" In the next second, Xu Mo and the iron-blooded elder were torn apart by a flash of lightning, and the air let out a violent hissing sound. At this moment, Xu Mo felt for the first time in this battle that the threat of death enveloped his whole body, and he only had time to fire the plasma pulse cannon on his shoulder at that electric light, when he felt a pain in his chest and darkness in front of him.

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"Alfred, Sir Alfred!" In a daze, Xu Mo seemed to hear the summons of the heavens, and then he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the shouts began to become clear.

"Little Blakeney!" Xu Mo slowly opened his eyes, and at first glance he saw Blakeney beside him, the little guy's dirty little face was wrinkled, and after seeing Xu Mo wake up, he finally stretched out and squinted his eyes happily.

"You're lucky to not die like this!" Xie Qian, who had both arms broken, looked at the injury on Xu Mo's chest and sighed.

"Ahh As soon as Xie Qian reminded him, Xu Mo barely stood up, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, his chest seemed to be a footbath, with a large depression in the middle.

"This spear has shattered all of your sternum, and you're bleeding profusely!" Xie Qian handed Xu Mo a hunting spear whose spearhead had melted. It seemed that Xu Mo's plasma pulse cannon caught up with the final blow of the iron-blooded elder and melted the spearhead, otherwise, he would have been more than lucky now.

"Where's the Predator!" Thinking of the iron-blooded elder, Xu Mo was shocked.

"Dead, look!" Xie Qian turned around and pointed to the back.

Xu Mo put his arm on Blakeney's shoulders and struggled to stand up, looking at the iron-blooded veteran soldier who was standing frozen in place, maintaining a spear-throwing posture. The old warrior's last Jedi blow also made him run out of oil, and he could no longer support his seriously injured body, and died suddenly on the spot.

Xu Mo sighed softly, "Blakeney helped me to the edge of the hunting platform to take a look!" ”

Blakeney helped Xu Mo to the edge of the hunting platform, and saw that there was no Velociator alien rushing up at the bottom of the steps for the time being, Xu Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. He then had Blakeney help him to the side of the Elder Iron-Blood's corpse, and threw out his wrist knife, slashing his head off.

In the surprised eyes of Xie Qian and Blakeney, Xu Mo placed the bloody head of the iron-blooded elder on the hollow of the mushroom-shaped stone pillar, and reached out to gently close the angry eyes on the old man's head.

As soon as the head of the Iron Blood Elder was placed on the stone pillar, the ancient runes on the surface of the stone pillar began to glow, and the dust on the surface rose one after another, swaying down, and a golden light enveloped the entire stone pillar. After a few breaths, a pillar of golden light rose into the sky, towering into the clouds, tearing through the thick clouds in the sky, allowing the sunlight to shine through the clouds and mist, illuminating the entire hunting platform brightly.