In the dark forest, Mo Wen picked up the big wooden stick in his hand upside down and rushed towards the huge beast in front.

Charge! Leaping! Hammer up! Hammer down!

With a stagger, Mo Wen slammed the weapon in his hand on the beast's head.

Like a watermelon, the beast's head burst open.

Mo Wen landed on the other side of the beast, and the giant hammer in his hand swung again, sweeping towards the beast on the other side.

The beast that had lost its head slowly fell to the ground.

Whack! Aura of Strength!

An abundant and powerful blow hit the chest of the other beast, and with a crisp bone cracking sound, the mountain-like beast was actually beaten out by Mo Wen.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one giant beast left.

"Roar!" With a huge roar, the tree fist saw that his little brother was dead after only a while, and finally couldn't help but jump out, and rushed towards Mo Wen with a body that was not commensurate with the huge body.

Mo Wen sneered, it was too late.

Sure enough, although the speed of the tree fist was several times that of its little brother, a light blue arrow hit it faster, and a layer of blue light appeared on the body of the tree fist, and the speed suddenly decreased.

Freezing arrows, Lilian let go of the bowstring in her hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At this time, Mo Wen had already faced the last beast.

It should be said that it is worthy of being a large monster, but it is a situation where the Sinking Demon should have fled a long time ago, but it stimulated the ferocity of the beast, and two slaps bigger than the pu fan came towards Mo Wenfan.

Because of the heavy weapon of carrying a large wooden stick, Mo Wenyuan was not as agile as before, and could only squat down, almost avoiding these two moves in a crawling posture.

The beast's hands staggered over Mo Wen's head, and the sound of the wind almost made Mo Wen's breath stagnant, but it also ended here.

With a miserable howl, Mo Wen didn't wait for himself to stand up completely, and the big wooden stick in his hand swept horizontally onto the beast's legs, and there was a bone cracking sound, and the beast's legs were swept off by Mo Wen at once.

Having lost a leg, the beast could no longer support its massive body and fell sideways to one side.

The Tree Fist roared angrily, and in its gaze, Mo Wen stood up and glanced at it, then wheeled the giant hammer and slammed it on the head of his poor men.

"Come on, come on!" Mo Wen's eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, and he provoked the fist towards the trees, and the use of heavy weapons seemed to awaken the brutality that belonged to barbarians in his bones.

Seeing that the tree fist was getting closer and closer to him, Mo Wen raised the giant hammer horizontally.

Aura of Strength! Whack!

The giant hammer swept away, and Mo Wen once again used what can be said to be his strongest move.

The tree fist did not shy away, and the huge fist hit Mo Wen fiercely.

With a loud bang, the momentum of the tree's fist rushing forward was stagnant, and it stopped for the first time.

And Mo Wen took a few steps back, his hands hurt hotly, obviously that one move touched, and his damage was not small.

The unexpected frustration made the tree's fist fierce, and the big slap of the fan fell like raindrops.

The speed of the Tree Fist is very fast, and one of its speeds in the game is that it is particularly fast, and those big hands are hitting Mo Wen at an unreasonable speed.

The pupils in his eyes reflected the slap of the tree fist, and Mo Wen had to throw the giant hammer aside, and even rolled and dodged, moving back and forth between the arms of the tree fist, not even having a chance to take out the shield and scimitar from the backpack.

As time passed, Mo Wen's situation became more and more dangerous, and he could only dodge in vain in the gaps in the attack of the tree ball, and the opponent's speed seemed to be getting faster and faster.

But the good thing is that he is not fighting alone.

An arrow came in from a tricky angle, and shot into its eye from under the raised arm of the tree's fist.

The movement of the tree's fist suddenly paused, and a huge roar came out of the big mouth, and Mo Wen took the opportunity to take out the scimitar from the backpack behind him, and then slashed at its leg.

Glintys's meat fork was the sharpest weapon Mo Wen had ever seen, and the sharp blade slashed into the thigh of the Tree Fist, cutting into half of it, but before Mo Wen could be happy, the slap of the Tree Fist was raised again, and then slammed into his body.

The next moment, Mo Wen felt light, and the whole person actually flew up.

The bones of the whole body creaked, and the chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

With a dull crashing sound, Mo Wen was suddenly slapped nearly ten meters away by the fist of the trees, and rolled a few times on the wasteland before stopping.

"Ahem," Mo Wen stood up reluctantly with one hand on the ground, his body still swaying a little, slowly wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and the golden and silver eyes almost erupted with angry flames.

He hadn't suffered such a big loss in three worlds for decades, and Mo Wen almost thought he was going to die just now.

An unprecedented bloodthirsty impulse surged into Mo Wen's heart, and he now wanted nothing more than to tear that beast to pieces.

The tree fist was still there, and Mo Wen's leg was abolished, and it could only stay in place in a half-crouch at this time. Lilian was constantly harassing it with a bow and arrow at this time, but unfortunately it didn't have much effect, either it was shot away, or it only hit unimportant places, and with the size of a tree fist, it was not easy for her to grind it to death.

Mo Wen picked up the giant hammer from the other side, took a deep breath, and stared at the tree fist with his eyes.

Hasten! Charge!

Like a gale, Mo Wen threw his fist at the trees again.

He leapt high and slammed the sledgehammer into the head of the tree fist with all his strength.

The tree fist also roared, and not to be outdone, raised his hands.

There was a muffled sound, and Mo Wen was once again lifted out with a hammer, but the tree fist was not good, with a crisp sound, its hands were strangely bent, and a trace of blood oozed from its forehead.

Mo Wen, who fell to the ground, had a line of blood flowing from his head, and even Sensen's white bones could be seen on his fingers.

"Modi!" Lillian yelled.

Mo Wen's fingers twitched slightly, and then the whole person sat up straight.

Blood obscured his vision, and Mo Wen felt that everything in front of him was a little blurry.

"Modi!" Gradually, Lillian's voice became clearer.

Spit out a mouthful of bloodshot spit, Mo Wen stood up in a shaki, he silently picked up the giant hammer that had fallen aside, and then dragged it step by step, walking towards the tree fist, the huge hammer head sliding long marks on the ground.

One step, two steps ・・・・・・, Mo Wen finally came to the front of the tree fist.

One man and one monster finally looked at each other very closely, and the same bloody faces were reflected in the eyes of both parties.

"Roar!" As if knowing his fate, the tree fist roared angrily, stretching out his twisted hands and grabbing towards Mo Wen!

"Hah!" A louder roar erupted from Mo Wen's mouth, drowning out the screams of the trees' fists.

Faster than a tree fist, he picked up the sledgehammer and slammed it down on the head.

With a crisp bone cracking sound, the hands stretched out by the tree's fist stiffened and slowly fell.

The massive body fell on its side, blood pouring from its brain.

For a moment, the whole venue was silent, and only the constant wheezing sound was heard.

"Ha," threw away the giant hammer, Mo Wen sat on the ground, and trembled and took out a bottle of rejuvenation potion from his belt and poured it, this is a lot more precious than the healing potion, of course, the effect is also very prominent, and the wounds on his hands and head healed quickly.

Suddenly, there was a round of applause.

"I didn't expect you to have such a tough side, just now it was the first time I saw you like a barbarian!" Clapping her hands, Lilian glanced at the corpse of the Tree Fist, and then walked over slowly, looking at Mo Wen's eyes with unprecedented brilliance.

The blood that had not yet dried up stuck to Mo Wen's body, and a few strong muscles were exposed under the torn clothes, although there were some wolf bèi, but at this time, in Lilian's eyes, Mo Wen exuded a strange charm.

Looking at her swaying figure, her crisp breasts shaking up and down with two steps, Mo Wen felt that the flame that had just been extinguished was burning again, and the bloodthirsty impulse rose again.

He stood up, ignoring the wound on his hand, and pulled Lillian over and kissed him bitterly.

Lilian was stunned for a moment, and then responded enthusiastically, she hugged Mo Wen's head, and a pair of slender legs naturally wrapped around Mo Wen's waist.

Grabbing Lilian's plump buttocks and moving forward a few steps, Mo Wen pressed her against the sacred tree of Anifus, and the two immediately became entangled on the battlefield just now.