It feels like a bald head is more bluffing than Boris.

In terms of degree, the bald head is also stronger, and a few people are not half a star.

That force is also scary to look at.

The sound of the fist wind squeezing the air flow came out.

The bald head was confident in his punch.

The last time, oh, I don't remember how long, he killed a famous Huaxia cultivator with a domineering fist.

This time, he thinks it's the same.

However, it is said that yet!

His fist was easily grabbed by Tian Ermiao.

The look in the bald head's eyes immediately changed, and he became shocked and unbelievable!

But he was caught by Tian Ermiao in this way.

"My strength ......," the bald head said with difficulty.

"Your strength is wasted. Tian Ermiao's hands were strong.

Click!

It was as if the sound of bones shattering came from the bald hands.

The uniformed eyes were straight.

Because, the bald man's big fist has shrunk by as much as half.

This is a living handle that has been crushed!

The blood clan has a specialty, that is, a strong recovery ability, and in this regard, Tian Ermiao is a little envious.

Of course, he is not envious of the bald people, their recovery power Tian Ermiao still can't look down on it, he is talking about the strong man in the blood clan, perhaps, the one named Griffith can, but, who knows, I haven't seen it.

"Your strength ......" The bald head was in pain, but he spoke anyway.

"It's not my strength, it's your poor resilience. ”

Tian Ermiao's words almost made the bald head vomit blood, if his resilience is poor, how many people on the earth have strong resilience?

Therefore, the bald head felt that the Chinese man in front of him was humiliating him, and he was humiliated one after another, of course, he thought it, in fact, what Tian Ermiao said was the truth.

Speaking of humiliation, since he was humiliated, the bald head has to fight back.

Therefore, his head was bloodshot and he gritted at Tian Ermiao's neck with his fangs.

Tian Ermiao's fingers on his other hand flicked.

Laugh at!

A burst of energy struck a fang, but it didn't shatter like before, only a hole in it.

Tian Ermiao was not satisfied with this attack, and he sighed slightly.

The bald head is terrified.

It can be said that the two fangs are the strongest parts of his body, and before he saw the other party make a move, a hole appeared, how did he do it?

Of course, the most bald head is pain, the fangs are connected to the nerves, well, the blood soul is not normal, the nerves are naturally abnormal, and the pain is a lot less than ordinary people, but, it hurts!

Just like the woman before her, she said that it would take long to recover.

It is even more difficult to recover the bald head of a higher level.

"Ahh

The bald head grinned at Tian Ermiao.

Tian Ermiao frowned, "I have bad breath." ”

The bald head was stunned for a moment, and he was stunned forever, Tian Ermiao's finger pointed at the center of the bald head's eyebrows, and the finger moved away, and a blood hole appeared.

The reason why Tian Ermiao didn't pinch his head was because he didn't want to accidentally get blood stains on his body again.

"Bang!"

The bald body fell to the ground.

Tian Ermiao walked away.

The uniformed ones were stunned, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Today, for them, the three views have to be re-established.

All kinds of natural forces natural man......

The first to react was the oldest middle-aged, and he chased out and shouted: "God ......"

The god in their mouths, Mr. Tian Er Miaotian, has disappeared.

Instead of returning to his lodgings, he walked out of the hotel and headed west.

......

Anne is a witcher, the best witcher in Italy.

Why is there one more?

It's because the best witcher in Italy is her teacher, and just last month, she defeated her teacher, so she is the best witcher in Italy.

As the best witcher of all, Anne was certainly arrogant.

And of course it's pretty and sexy.

The arrogant, beautiful and sexy witcher naturally can't look at it with normal eyes.

Because, under normal circumstances, no woman would wander in the wilderness in the middle of the night, or on foot.

Anne thought it was cool, and with the Demon Hunting Sword behind her back, she was forced to rise in a straight line.

"It's just a camera. ”

Anne sighed.

Blind to such a beautiful, sexy and arrogant woman, blind to such a scene.

The woman is, of course, herself.

So, what about the scene?

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the old trees are black, there are a few lonely graves, and there are a few old ducks.

"Even if you don't have a camera, at least one or two dark creatures, let's say...... Bloodline!"

Anne's eyes suddenly brightened.

If you do, you'll be the first dark creature I've ever killed since I became the best witcher.

Boris ran like he flew, occasionally glancing behind him, as if he were afraid someone was chasing him.

"It's too strong, pinch and blow up the heads of the three fat people, it's too strong, it's boundless, can the bald head be his opponent?"

"Definitely not, I just hope that the bald head will buy me time to escape. ”

"I'm going back, I'm going to tell Earl Griffith the whole thing, and only Griffith can be his opponent, it's so strong!"

Turning his head again, with his strong night vision, Boris still didn't see anyone, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his degree also dropped, "It's finally safe." ”

Then he turned around, and then, he jumped out, and then, he screamed.

"People are scared to death!"

After Boris saw that it was a woman, his expression changed, "It's a stunner to dispel fear." ”

Under the sudden excitement, Boris naturally ignored why there was a woman in the wilderness so late, and also ignored the demon hunting sword behind the woman.

Naturally, the one who came was the best witcher, Anne.

"You're not human. Anne said.

"Yes, I am a higher creature than a human. Boris said.

"It's just a lowly underground creature. Anne said.

Boris's eyes narrowed, and suddenly, he laughed, "The little witcher who just left home?"

"Hahaha. ”

It seems that Boris likes to laugh very much, and every time he laughs, he leans back and says, "I like you little witches the most, I think that I have cultivated all my skills and come out with ambitions, I have seen too many people like you." ”

"None of them live long, though, I'm going to give you a way. ”

Boris said: "How about becoming my blood slave? Don't think the word blood slave is ugly, in fact, I haven't accepted a blood slave in my life, because I have high requirements, and you, I think I meet the requirements." ”

"How about I let you live forever in this world in another life form?"

"To be a lowly creature of darkness like you?" said Anne's face was cold.

"Don't say any more words I hate, or you'll ......"

Boris's eyes bulged, and then his mouth gurgled blood.