There was no pattern in the movement of the Mosquito King, and Thirteen Lang didn't have time to find a direction, holding his hands on his stomach, locking the head of the Mosquito King with both legs, trying his best to reverse, and pulling out its mouthparts from the top of the dumb aunt's head.

There were countless wounds on the body, pieces of flesh and blood were torn off, and at a glance, the mass of creatures in the air that were not human, ghost, mosquitoes, or mosquitoes were like a naked meat grinder.

You must know that at this time, Thirteen Lang, even if he uses a high-grade flying sword to stab him directly, he can't leave any wounds, and the attack ability of the Mosquito King is enough to make anyone desperate.

In the face of such a violent attack, Thirteen Lang's face was still indifferent, like a machine without feelings. Only those eyes contain the extreme coldness and the chilling murderous intent. Seeing that the demon mosquitoes around him were about to rush, he made an extremely simple movement, hugged with one hand, and inserted the other hand into the stomach of the mosquito king, and inserted it deeply along the wound that the iron gun had just grazed.

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering bang, and several figures flew at the same time, there were people, ghosts, and two bodies of demonic beasts.

The mosquito king's stomach, which was as big as a basin, was blown away, only the front half of his body was left, and half of his wings were torn off by Thirteen Lang, and his body was cut out of the Dao Crack by countless wind blades, and mucus kept flowing out. If it is said that although the previous mosquito king was terrifying, it had the unique divine horse and might of high-level demonic beasts, at this time it has become a plucked chicken, and it is extremely desolate.

It couldn't fly anymore, and rolled and wailed all the way, trying to rush into the encirclement of demon mosquitoes.

The dumb girl's body was illusory and ethereal, and it looked like he was on the verge of dissipating at any moment, and as for Thirteen Lang, he no longer looked like a person.

His body was like a sieve, and he couldn't find a few pieces of finished skin, and his face was covered with blood and the body fluids of the mosquito king, and he couldn't tell what color it was. In addition to those eyes as bright as stars, Thirteen Lang at this time was clearly a demon who had just crawled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

Even so, Jusan Lang had no intention of retreating, the impact of the explosion was still there, and he had already rushed out, catching up with the speed of the setting sun and pounced on the mosquito king. Meanwhile. The dumb girl let out a terrible scream, and her body just flashed in front of the mosquito king, and she rushed up.

Escape all the way. The mosquito king turned back in a panic and saw the two outlaw figures, and the indifference in his gray eyes finally collapsed, revealing a look of fear.

It's scared!

Really scared!

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It's useless to be afraid. The dumb aunt is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, refusing to take a step back. The poor mosquito king's body is incomplete, and he can't even regain his sense of balance, and his speed is reduced. Before it could meet the demon mosquito that responded, Thirteen Lang volleyed behind it. grabbed the root of the mouthpiece and pressed it to the ground.

His liliang was so big that it was like a mountain pressing on top of the head of the king of mosquitoes, whose mouthparts pierced deep into the rocks, and several of his legs and limbs scratched the ground, like a desperate mouse, and the dust and rocks flew around, and in the blink of an eye, a huge crater appeared on the ground.

Behind him, Thirteen Lang is like a leaf in the wind. Keeps going up and down. The surrounding demon mosquitoes also flocked to it. Attack him all over the body like crazy.

"Bang!"

Thirteen Lang didn't care how many demon mosquitoes there were on his body, and he stuck to the mosquito king like his closest lover. He used his legs to squeeze the body of the mosquito king, raised his right fist, and smashed it down with all his strength.

"Squeak......

The king hissed in half, the rest of it pressed back into its stomach with sharp pain and mud, and one of its eyeballs exploded. Gray-brown bodily fluids splattered all around.

"Bang!"

Another punch, Shisanlang seemed to beat a red-eyed boxing fighter. Ignore everything around you, keep raising your arms and waving your fists. Smash it down harder.

At this point, Thirteen Lang has many means to kill with one blow, but he is unwilling to use it. He hated it to the extreme, and he wanted to kill it in the most violent, vicious, and crushing way, and smash it into pulp...,

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

He forgot his tiredness, forgot his pain, forgot everything outside his body, and endured so far, even if there was no revenge for mankind, he would not allow this mosquito king to die easily, he wanted to make the demon mosquitoes without emotion fearful, so that those blue mosquitoes who had the opportunity to gain the benefits of fishermen did not dare to move.

Even if they're mosquitoes, be scared!

The mechanical movements continued, the struggle of the mosquito king was weakening, but the dumb aunt gradually became stronger. She was easily injured, and it was equally easy to heal her injuries, sucking back what she had lost, and absorbing more, her body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her momentum was getting stronger and stronger.

The Mosquito King is long gone, and the Dumb Aunt is no longer attacking, and she floats like a shadow beside Thirteen Lang, intimidating the demon mosquitoes around her, including the flying ants that rush over. In her eyes, this shijie is an enemy of all living creatures except for Thirteen Lang. As long as Thirteen Lang gives the order, she will attack any target without the slightest hesitation.

"Bang! bang!"

I don't know when, the demon mosquitoes on Shisanlang's body have all died, and there is a layer of flying ants around it, and the number is only more than a thousand. However, it is they that make thousands of demon mosquitoes dare not move lightly, and they cannot move lightly.

On the periphery of the flying ants, a fire dragon roared and roared, and only when its mana was exhausted did it hissed and dissipated into the air. The crowd then rushed over and surrounded the large pit in the center, far away from the demon mosquitoes.

In fact, these are no longer needed, with the death of the purple mosquito king, the surrounding demon mosquitoes are in chaos, and it is impossible to organize them anymore; the blue mosquito kings in the distance did not attack, their eyes were full of fear, and they actually took their own people and left.

The crowd gathered around the giant pit from afar, listening to the "beating" that was still continuing, and there was a look of awe in their eyes.

They did not cheer, they did not scream, they did not celebrate the victory, and the human losses were too great to be celebrated. They didn't chase either, just silently watched around, allowing the demon mosquitoes to kill each other or disperse.

The battlefield presents an eerie picture, with demon mosquitoes still screaming and roaring, but the target is no longer human. The sound of banging in the pit still echoed, as if to warn the demon mosquito not to take a step closer.

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"Ahem, it's okay. ”

Mai Shaofei wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and staggered over. Behind him, the big gray sneaker poked his head out, his eyes a little worried.

In this battle, Shisanlang used up all his hole cards, and the biggest loss was the flying ants. Of course, the queen ant can lay eggs endlessly, but that is based on sufficient energy, and each time it lays eggs, it needs a considerable amount of replenishment time. And even if they produce flying ants, they need a certain amount of time to feed and grow. Tens of thousands of flying ants are the strongest hole cards prepared by Shisanlang for the autumn hunt, and now he has lost most of his losses in the first battle, where is the distress can be described.

He himself was seriously injured, the iron ball was exhausted, and the dumb aunt did not fall into any good; The cunning toad came out of nowhere at this time, but was intimidated by the dumb aunt and did not dare to come forward. With two eyes on the mosquito king, he looked at the most delicious meal in front of him but couldn't swallow it, so he was in a hurry.

Big Gray is not bad, it swallowed a blue mosquito king, which is equivalent to replenishing a fourth-level demonic beast, how can it not worry about the consequences. Especially seeing Thirteen Lang show his might, beating a strong fifth-level demonic beast to death, the god donkey was happy and scared at the same time, and he was inexplicably sad and angry.

"It's too much! This guy is too much! He actually hides such a powerful evil ghost, and he doesn't let the god know! Oh, the god didn't do his best just now, I wonder if he saw it?"

The donkey remembered that he deliberately fell soft when the drum sounded, and even had the idea of abandoning the Lord to escape, and he didn't feel ashamed.

"I shouldn't have noticed that this god has worked so hard, and he has no reason to embarrass me anymore. Saying...... This resentful look is so terrible, it's very scary!"...,

Thinking about it, Big Ash became more and more worried about the future, and hurriedly started from family affection to find some comfort for himself.

"Anyway, he's also a senior brother, so he shouldn't blame me. Well, for sure, senior brothers, they are brothers!"

He was thinking nonsense here, but Mai Shaofei couldn't help it, and shouted at Thirteen Lang who still refused to give up in the deep pit: "Don't fight, even if it's made of iron, you've broken it, it's already dead, okay." ”

"Bang!"

Thirteen Lang ignored him and punched the Mosquito King, who was no longer visible, in response to him.

"Hey, don't fight anymore, it's dead......"

Mai Shaofei was a little worried about the state of Shisanlang, for fear that he would go crazy and want to get close to pull him.

"Roaring ......"

The dumb aunt shook up to him, her eyes not good.

Mai Shaofei was startled, looking at the dumb aunt's cold and resentful eyes, he couldn't help but take a step back; he scolded Xiao Bazhi angrily in his heart for being a pervert, not only he was a pervert, but all the pet beasts and demon insects he raised were perverts, especially this evil spirit, which was a pervert among perverts.

He could see that if he dared to take another step, this evil spirit would definitely attack, and in his current state, he was afraid that he would be sucked dry in an instant.

"Dumb aunt, come here. ”

Thirteen Lang stopped at some point, took out his soul and said to the dumb aunt: "Go and rest, take a good look at your health." ”

The dumb aunt obediently turned into a streamer and drilled into the soul flag, and before leaving, she didn't forget to glare at Mai Shaofei viciously, as if warning him. Mai Shaofei was so angry that he pursed his lips, thinking that there is really you, others are liars at most, and you are even a ghost, which is simply inhumane.

Do evil spirits need rest?

Just as he was thinking about it, Thirteen Lang poked his head out of the pit and looked into the distance a few times, a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes.

"Something is wrong. ”

He looked up at Mai Shaofei and said seriously, "Don't you think?"

Mai Shaofei looked at his calm and firm eyes, and couldn't help but feel some admiration in his heart.

"It's not wrong, it's very wrong. ”

He stretched out his hand to Thirteen Lang and said with a wry smile: "Come out first, and talk to you." ”

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"You are also called Master Neng! Just write an autobiography, I have thought of the name, and I will call it ......"

Half an hour later, Shisanro listened to him finish everything, and his expression was slightly sarcastic.

"The Fallen Prince!"

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