Chapter Forty-Eight: Revenge
"Click......"
The sound of bones rubbing was terrifying, when the sound came from the wrist of the mourner, Wu Feng felt very pleasant, not hating it, there was no need to let it suffer a lot, he just wanted it to die, but unfortunately, it was very difficult to make it obedient, so he had to urge the muscles and bones to break the joints of the mourner.
In the middle of closing his eyes, he urged the internal force and ignored the pain when the meridians were broken, as if the fingers that were about to drip blood lightly on his elbow, and stepped on the side, the bloody hand became a claw, and between the blood and gas spurting, he broke in reverse, and there was a crisp and pleasant "click" sound in his ears.
Just as he was about to continue, he felt the crisis above his head in vain, stepped on the gossip, and dashed through the giant fist attack of the mourner, closing his eyes, he couldn't see the face and body of the mourner, and he couldn't see the surrounding situation, but the keen sense of crisis and the blood around him were the sharpest eyes, and he could feel the attack of the mourner, and even felt the dust brought up by the breeze, and closed his eyes, but he observed so clearly.
Dodging the attack of the Burnier, losing the opportunity to continue the attack, but not in a hurry, he had already found its weakness, the joint, remembered the previous kick to its knee popliteal fossa, and remembered the appearance of its half-kneeling down, and as soon as he tried, sure enough, its weakness was the joint.
"Roar!"
The mourner who was in pain couldn't move his left arm and wrist down, it didn't believe it, it didn't believe that this Wu Feng with a bloody face was not dead, and it didn't believe that this weak Wu Feng could actually cause such harm to it.
Roaring, roaring, rushing towards Wu Feng like lightning, it was going to smash him into a meatloaf to savor.
Seeing that he was about to hit Wu Feng, but Wu Feng didn't make much of a move, he took a step to the left and stepped on the cement block to dodge the blow, the mourner was a little puzzled, just now there was no disadvantage, Wu Feng didn't have the strength to parry at all, but now it was as easy as a leisurely stroll, this ......
This is the forbidden trick of magic skills, the wonderful use of "Dragon Devouring Decision", "if you look at the fire", people who practice magic skills are often lonely, and once they are discovered by righteous people, it means encirclement and suppression, and when righteous people deal with the devil, they will not talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes, not to mention what siege, what is the hidden weapon poisonous arrow, what is the hidden arrow machine, no matter what the hidden arrow is, no matter what the poison, no matter what the three indiscriminate, what is the greeting.
As the saying goes, open guns are easy to dodge, and hidden arrows are difficult to defend, especially in the case of being besieged, of course, the predecessors of the Demon Road are not vegetarians, and the creation of moves is also targeted, the Dragon Devouring Decision is one of them, being besieged by the self-proclaimed righteous people and unable to escape from the enemy, if you want to kill a few, then the Dragon Devouring Decision is a good choice, legend, more than a thousand years ago, the Demon Dao was besieged by the top masters of the Hundred and Ten Righteous Paths, and with this Dragon Devouring Duel, seventy-one people were killed in a row, so that the righteous path did not slow down for decades, and the blood duel, It just happens to include such a forbidden move.
Of course, he was not besieged at the moment, but the speed of the mourner was too fast, and the five senses of his eyes could not keep up with his speed at all, so he had to use such a forbidden move.
This Dragon Devouring Duel is powerful, has a short maintenance time, and requires the mobilization of all body strength when using it, and the preparation time is at least one minute, as for the cost, no one can bear it......
It's a pity that Wu Feng can't manage so much, both horizontally and vertically are a dead word, when he felt the airflow around him, Yin Hong's claws instantly grabbed its right hand, and when he touched the bones, he was about to break out, but he felt a vicious wind attacking, and it turned out that it was the bloody mouth of the mourner who opened his black fangs and bit it.
Bite? Wu Feng didn't even want his life, how could he be afraid of it biting? As his teeth passed through the flesh of his body body, he spat out the internal force, and his knee slammed into the armpit of his right arm, not to mention, grabbed his slender arm and twisted it out hard.
Without waiting for the mourner to tear off a piece of meat, with a crisp "click", the mourner's right arm was directly dislocated, "Roar!" It seemed to feel pain.
It's just that Wu Feng took the opportunity to turn around, came behind him, raised his right foot and kicked it out quickly, causing the mourner to kneel directly to the ground with a "poof", open his eyes, and his bloody right hand brushed his neck, grabbed his chin, and pressed his shoulder with his left hand, and was about to break his neck with force.
Seeing the grimace fangs that had been torn off, Wu Feng was furious in his heart, how could he have expected that the escaped mutant Tibetan mastiff would appear at this time.
Angry in his heart, if he knew that this mutant Tibetan mastiff was so grudgeful, how could he let it run away, but his hand was non-stop, even if three mutant Tibetan mastiffs came over, it was not as dangerous as this one mourner, he vomited inside, his hand was suddenly forced, and with a "click" sound, the neck of the mourner was broken.
But as soon as he broke the neck of the mourner, he had no time to dodge the attack of the mutant Tibetan mastiff, and was directly thrown into the rubble.
The big mouth that exhaled hot air with sharp teeth like a dagger bit directly at Wu Feng's head, Wu Feng saw this, and unhurriedly, he raised his foot and kicked the Tibetan mastiff in the abdomen, making the mutant Tibetan mastiff slow down by half a beat, but Wu Feng's speed was indeed dissatisfied, and he slapped his head with a palm!
"Bang!" In a muffled sound, the mutant Tibetan mastiff was dizzy, and suddenly lost its head, and its sharp teeth bit on the ruins.
Wu Feng didn't care about the life or death of this mutant Tibetan mastiff, turned his eyes to look at the mourner, and was suddenly shocked, there was still the figure of the mourner on the ruins, and he ran away? No, pushing away the huge body of the mutant Tibetan mastiff, I saw that the crooked mourner had already rushed towards a few ordinary zombies who didn't dare to move.
"Damn!" Wu Feng scolded secretly, ignoring the newly standing mutant Tibetan mastiff beside him, and chased after him, hoping to stop the mourner.
It must be pursued, otherwise all efforts will be in vain, and it will be chased with that bloody energy, but it is still a step too late, and the crooked mourner rushed to a zombie at a very fast speed, and bit the head of this ordinary zombie in one bite.
"Damn!"
Wu Feng scolded, the ordinary zombie had lost half of its head, and the yellow and white brain was eaten by the mourner like tofu, only to see that the mourner's neck quickly returned to normal, not to mention, the dislocated right arm moved, and the mourner tore off his left arm with extreme ferocity, and the black flesh flowed out with jet-black blood, but surprisingly, the black granula at the root of the left shoulder of the mourner wriggled and grew like a maggot, and in a blink of an eye, a new left arm appeared on its body.
Everything is back to square one, no, the mourner who stared at him with pale blue eyes, and the mutant Tibetan mastiff who came to seek revenge will crush him Wu Feng.
"Oh, interesting!" With a chuckle, he turned his head to look at Jiao Yu, who was at a loss, and laughed, "Brother, if you have a fate, you will meet at the southwest toll station in the county three days......"
Saying that, regardless of Jiao Yu, let alone the four eyes, he rushed towards the place where the zombies were scarce, and the mutated zombies and the mourners chased after Wu Feng without even looking at Jiao Yu, but what Wu Feng never expected was that not only this corpse was a dog, but also a small black dot running down the ruins......