At this moment, Wang Xu and Downs Wharton did not speak, their eyes were fixed on the snowy orc fighting god with a painful expression on his face, rolling in the low grass. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Downs Wharton, who knew how strong the fighting god he had brought, was very confused, his eyebrows were twisted into several side-by-side "Chuan" characters, and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally.

The reason why Downs Wharton, who has always been moody, has such a look on his face is because he has no idea what is going on and why the strongest combat force he brought is hitting the street, and second, because the fighting god's fight on the street directly disrupted all his plans.

In fact, Downs Wharton came out with the God of Fighting, the purpose was similar to Wang Xu, he had the intention of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, his plan was to capture Wang Xu first, causing chaos in the Avans Legion, and then, taking advantage of the fact that the six gods of the Evans Legion were gone, they would be surrounded and annihilated in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that after the fighting god slammed into the street, Downs Wharton didn't even have the combat power to implement the plan, so he had to cancel his plan to capture Wang Xu.

Unlike Downs Wharton's emotional entanglement, Wang Xu's mood is very good, very good, he smiled and glanced at the fighting god who was still fluttering on the ground, the corners of his mouth were higher and higher, he didn't expect that he could put down the fighting god with a random attack, and his luck was too good.

Just now, when the fighting god released a fighting qi wave, Wang Xu secretly controlled two flying swords to counterattack, one of which was wiped out with the fighting qi wave and turned into steel powder in the sky.

On the other hand, taking advantage of the bright light and loud noise emitted by the explosion of the Dou Qi Wave, Wang Xu controlled it and flew rapidly from the ground towards the buttocks of the Dou Shen.

Wang Xu knew very well that the defense of the fighting god was very strong, and his flying sword might not be able to break through other people's defenses, so Wang Xu came up with a yin move, trying to see if he could calculate the fighting god.

Wang Xu controlled the flying sword, penetrated from the belly of the fighting god's mount, pierced the saddle under the buttocks of the fighting god, directly pierced the exit of the fighting god's excretory system, and entered his body from the rectum, even if the fighting god's defense was strong, in a short time, he could not solve the flying sword that entered his body and tossed, so he could only roll on the ground in pain.

What's even more ruthless is that Wang Xu was stained with the blood poison of Fermi fish on his flying sword, so, seeing it, the iron-spine silver wolf mount of the fighting god, after being pierced through the abdomen by the flying sword, howled violently, and then, running into the distance, running and running, black smoke rose from its body, and it began to burn, and finally, it turned into a wriggling pile of slime, which pasted on the low grass and ground, igniting the nearby grass, and the wolf smoke billowed out.

Of course, the fighting god who was pierced into his body by the flying sword was also poisoned by the Fermi fish, but after all, he was a character with a godhead, and under the protection of the godhead, the poison of the Fermi fish would not kill him, however, the face of the fighting god became more and more ugly, and his snow-white skin turned black at the moment, blacker than the bottom of the pot that had been used for hundreds of years.

Although the whole face of the fighting god became black, everyone saw that the facial features on his face were all tangled together, and his eyes were bigger than Wang Xu's fists, and his silver pupils were originally gradually darkening at this time.

Downs Wharton, who was riding a tall unicorn, became more and more frightened the more he looked at it, he wanted to ask the sweat-soaked fighting god what was wrong, but after seeing the struggling state of the fighting god, Downs Wharton understood that even if he asked him, it is estimated that he would not be able to answer his own question.

Looking at Downs Wharton's slowly changing expression, Wang Xu smiled easily, at this time, he still controlled the flying sword to twist in the body of the fighting god, Wang Xu guessed, it is estimated that the intestines of the fighting god should have been crushed by the flying sword, as long as he adds more force, it is estimated that he can split the heart of the fighting god, in that case, in three or five years, the fighting god on the ground, surrounded by sweat, will definitely not dare to come out again.

It's a pity that just when Wang Xu controlled the flying sword and tried to break through the barrier of the fighting qi in the fighting god's body, and twisted towards his heart, "Qiang, Qiang ......" A few crisp sounds, and the flying sword made of stainless steel was finally tormented and broken by the god-level fighting qi used by the fighting god, and Wang Xu also lost control of the flying sword.

Immediately, "poof, poof, poof......" spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood, and with it, the fighting god spit out the fragments of the flying sword in his body, and in the black blood, there were also things like broken intestines, but those internal organ fragments were surrounded by black blood, and it was impossible to see what part of the organ was.

Looking at Wang Xu, who kept spitting out pieces of the flying sword from his mouth, he had a feeling of wanting to vomit, and only he had this feeling, because, only he knew that the flying sword entered his body from the middle of Doushen's buttocks, and the flying sword must have been stained with, but at this moment, Doushen actually spit out the flying sword from his mouth, and I don't know if he tasted.

"Vomit ......" Thinking about it, Wang Xu retched.

Finally, after spitting out the flying sword, the fighting god no longer rolled on the ground, but sat cross-legged on the ground, it was obvious that he was seriously injured, and if he didn't look at anything else, just look at his face as black as carbon gray, and he knew that he had lost his combat effectiveness.

"Second brother, your person is not honest, he did it with me first, don't blame me for being too ruthless!" Looking at the pale Downs Wharton, Wang Xu sarcastically said to him with a funny expression and a crisp voice.

"Hmph......" Downs Wharton snorted coldly, Downs Wharton, who was originally no worse than Wang Xu, wanted to sarcastically retort Wang Xu, but his mood at the moment was so bad that he couldn't think of any good words, so he could only give up satirizing Wang Xu.

After glancing at the fighting god who was sitting cross-legged on the grass, drooping his head, and weak, Downs Wharton coldly persuaded Wang Xu: "Sixth brother, you better surrender, don't look at the number of people you brought, but the combat effectiveness is not good, what is the strength of your subordinates, don't you know, don't you see that I came to bring hundreds of flying dragons, those flying dragons, it is enough to clean up you!"

"What will you do to me if I surrender?" Wang Xu asked Downs Wharton with a sneer.

"After all, we are brothers," Downs Wharton also knew that Wang Xu would not surrender, and also knew that Wang Xu was playing with himself by asking those words, but in order to buy more time, grind a little longer, and let his army arrange the attack formation, Downs Wharton still took Wang Xu's words and smiled: "We can share the wealth, don't forget, when we were young, the best person for you was me!"

"Ha, ha, ha......" For the first time, Wang Xu looked up to the sky and laughed, and laughed out of tears, and after laughing for two minutes, Downs Wharton on the other side of the laugh was furious, Wang Xu said coldly: "You really know how to tell jokes......" (to be continued.) )