The huge ice blade weighed more than a thousand catties, and it was even more powerful when it fell from the air, and He Jiamu, who was crazy about it, was already difficult to dodge when he sensed that the crisis was approaching, only to hear a loud noise, the earth seemed to tremble, and then smoke and dust flew up all over the sky, leaving a huge crack on the ground that seemed to be caused by an earthquake, and a huge piece of ice was inserted in the crack.

Wind Blade ...... Stopped!

Quit Liquor carried Dowlin out of the woods, next to the huge crack in the ground, a broken arm was still twitching, and even the entire shoulder was cut off, and the owner of the arm had obviously been pressed to the ground by the entire blade, like a kitchen knife chopping cockroaches, except for this arm, it is estimated that only plasma remains.

They found the steel hammer, he hadn't fainted before, he had just been kicked too slowly, and he wasn't going to be killed by the indiscriminate fire of the wind blade, but he had just taken a few hits.

"Let's see if Dowling's neck is broken, it's best to deal with it now." Quit drinking is not seriously injured on the surface, but in fact, he has overused his spiritual ability, and now he has the feeling of burning inside, and after saying this, he sat next to the steel hammer against the tree, panting and vomiting blood.

But at this time, the female ghost came to join in the fun again, and there was a scene of dead bodies around her, and these three people were all injured at this time, and the overturned boat in the gutter wanted this opportunity.

However, it seemed that God didn't want them to die at the hands of their minions, and He Jiamu's voice came again: "So...... Who to start with? The hearts of the three of you must taste good."

A tall black figure gradually walked through the smoke and dust, and the one-armed werewolf was still not dead. Doubts were written on the face of the steel hammer, and he said to himself, "Why are you not dead yet?"

Dowling hadn't been unconscious, but his neck was too badly injured to speak, and as soon as the steel hammer straightened his bones and trachea, he called out, "Hey, do you have any other way?"

He Jiamu had already walked in front of the three of them, and he actually took his broken arm and chewed it heavily, "Just now was your last chance, I really feel sorry for you, if I hadn't finally carried the ice blade with one hand for a second, I might not have been able to jump away."

He threw away his severed arm and continued, "Well, I'll send you on your way first!"

He Jiamu stretched out his hand and took the head of the abstinence from drinking, the latter was really powerless to hide at the moment, Gangyi sighed, regardless of the rupture of the wound, he wanted to take the blow, but after a second, the blood stained his whole body.

A werewolf's arm flew out, this was He Jiamu's only remaining arm, he looked at Dao Lin in front of him in horror, he couldn't believe that the blow just now was actually caught by Dao Lin!

He let out a long breath and said to the hammer, "He's transformed again?"

smiled: "Before the age of fifteen, Dowling was indeed powerful, but ......."

Dowling turned around and scolded to quit drinking: "Change your soul, Lao Tzu is strength!" His hair and eyes have not changed, and his tone is even more imitable by others, which is obviously still the usual Dowling.

Gang Gong continued with what he had just said, "However, although the Dowling when I was a child was powerful, I knew from the beginning that the current Dowling is also extraordinary!"

He Jiamu, who lost his arms, roared and stepped back, he recovered from the shock, the blow just now was indeed received by Dowling, and when his claws were about to touch the throat of quitting drinking, Dowling actually shot at almost the same speed as him, and then He Jiamu only felt a cold on his shoulder, and his arm was cut off and flew out.

He Jiamu retreated to the distant woods and hidden, he didn't seem to have any intention of escaping, it seemed that he wanted to wait for an opportunity, after all, the three of Daolin were already at the end of the crossbow, and it was still difficult to say whether they would win or lose.

Steelhammer sat down comfortably against the tree, lit a cigarette, and said again as if grumbling, "Why is he not dead?"

There was a short sword in Dowling's hand at this moment, slightly longer than the dagger, the sword body was very narrow, and the whole body was like a pitch-black crystal, just now it was this murder weapon that instantly cut off the werewolf's arm as thick as a tree trunk, and it was not even a drop of blood.

"What's going on with Dowling? Is it true that he has been hiding his strength all along?" Quit alcohol and see that Gangyi had a calm attitude, so he didn't mean to go forward to chase for the time being, but seized the time to recover his strength and asked at the same time

The doubts in my heart.

Gang Gong laughed there, "It should have broken through a bottleneck at a critical moment, and that weapon is proof of his spiritual improvement."

Seeing He Jiamu retreating, Dao Lin did not catch up, but rushed towards the tide of ghosts, he could already tell that these ghosts were just hallucinations, so he took the true body of the female ghost directly.

Dowling grabbed the female ghost by the neck from the ghost tide and pressed her against a tree, pointing the sword in his right hand at her throat, "Woman, if you don't want to be scattered, give me some peace, maintain the ghost realm, don't let that werewolf run away, don't hurt my friend."

At this time, the female ghost revealed her true body, a woman with long hair covering her face, she seemed to give in to Dowling's threat, nodded, and then retreated into the darkness, and the surrounding tide-like phantoms also disappeared.

Dowling had no worries after solving the problem of the female ghost, and he turned around and walked towards the messy clearing, ready to slowly clean up He Jiamu.

At this moment, He Jiamu's arms are broken, and he can no longer use the wind blade he is best at, after all, he is not a Saiyan who can spray a shock wave in his mouth, and the only remaining tricks seem to be biting and kicking, but his balance changes after the limbs are mutilated, and his speed is bound to be affected.

And the biggest problem is the loss of psychological advantage, Daolin, who was originally regarded as a mustard by He Jiamu among the three, suddenly used amazing strength, which is an important reason for He Jiamu to hide, if he is not careful, this time he may be cut off his neck.

Dowling looked very arrogant and stood in the middle of the clearing, he did have arrogant capital at the moment, even the werewolf who could not be hit hard by the steel hammer was easily crippled by the black sword in his hand, he heard the steel hammer say that when the spiritual sense is raised to a certain level, he can get a weapon belonging to his soul, so he has been a little carried away to think that he is now a strong man of the same level as the steel hammer.

"Hey! The surname is Ho! Aren't you crazy when you grabbed Lao Tzu's neck just now and threw the lead ball? How can you change the obscene route now? Come out and kneel down for the master to admit his mistake and lead to death, maybe Lao Tzu will be in a good mood and leave you a whole corpse!" Dowling yelled into the woods, "Oh, by the way, you don't have any corpses left, why don't I kill a dog and bury it with you, then it's all work."

Dao Lin counted He Jiamu unscrupulously there, quit drinking and shook his head when he listened to it, It is estimated that the kind of battle that held the city in ancient times, if Dao Lin went to scold the street rope battle, in less than ten minutes, everyone would come out to fight with you.

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