Pei Ye had insight into Jing Ziwang's intentions in an instant.

The chance is here.

The shrewdness and decisiveness of the teenager are highlighted again, and at this time there is no choice, only instinct.

"Lend me a quail's head!"

Pei Ye shouted, and the person had come to the back of Jing Ziwang.

After the contract, he can use this ability at any time, no longer limited by hours, but this is still a "loan", and the black cockroach can prohibit him from using it at any time.

The situation has been forced to this point, even if the black cockroach is angry in his heart, after all, he will not be angry to see him die, and the quail head will come without delay.

Everything is clear, Pei Ye stretched out his right arm and pressed Jing Zi to look at his right shoulder.

The moment I touched it, a sense of intimacy and hunger came out of my stomach at the same time.

Pei Li's guess was right, the substance that infected Jing Ziwang's arm was exactly the same as the secretion of the dragon's tongue, and Pei Ye felt that he could control it freely. If he had discovered this earlier, he would have been able to help Jing Ziwang extract these substances at that time.

But at the same time, he also found that Jing Ziwang's vigilance and hostility towards him in the county government were right, because in the face of this arm, he had the desire to "devour".

Pei Ye did not engage in any of the above acts.

He injected all the dark blue liquid accumulated in the dantian these days into Jing Ziwang's arm, leaving only a bare "dragon tongue" in the dantian.

Under this ferocious infusion, this arm became even more powerful and terrifying.

The real killing move appeared at this time, the wind suddenly rose, and the surrounding Xuan Qi was absorbed, and it was still "The Wounded World", but the momentum was doubled.

Qi Qi is still mobilizing his flesh and blood to break away from the entanglement and cutting of the red silk, if a normal person is entangled by this magic weapon, he can almost be sentenced to death, and the more he struggles, the deeper he cuts.

But at this time, in the face of this strange ability to flow flesh and bones at will, the utility of red silk has indeed been greatly weakened, and it is quite slippery.

Poor Qi is about to succeed.

Fortunately, Jing Ziwang is faster.

His dark blue right arm was already thigh-thick, about twice as long as his left arm, and a rich Xuan Qi swirled around it, and his claws were like a strange and terrifying spear of gods and demons.

Jing Ziwang held the spear and stabbed it, this spear would penetrate through its neck, and the bone spurs would cut the tiger's body into large pieces, and then the swirling Xuan Qi would burst through it, completely tearing the flesh and blood apart.

After this move, even if Qi Qi did not die, he had almost no power to resist.

At this time.

Pei Ye suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and the operation of the vision in front of him suddenly became faster.

He was shocked, and he didn't know why he had escaped from the quail's state.

But if you look closely, the dust is still crawling slowly in the air, the red silk is fluttering and dancing slowly, and the [quail head] is clearly still there.

It's just ...... Something has gotten faster!

Be...... This deformed tiger body in front of you!

Even if the quail head was opened, Pei Ye could barely see the movements of one person and one tiger, but at this time, the tiger's movements were obviously several notches faster than Jing Ziwang.

In the flowing flesh and red silk, a pair of vertical pupils flashed, and then embedded there, and the tiger's head took shape again.

The moment he met these magnificent golden eyes, Pei Ye was like falling into an ice cellar.

It also has a quail head.

Under this ability to see through the fire, the last part of the red silk wrapped around it was like a child's knot, which was dismantled accurately and quickly by Qi Qi. When Jing Ziwang's claw came over, Qi Qi had already avoided it lightly, and pressed his heart with a claw.

Collapse, squeeze, burst.

It's like slapping garlic on the back of a knife.

White bone spurs pierced from his chest, accompanied by a large expanse of blood pumped out from the Grandmaster's powerful heart.

Even though the damage that the two sides could burst out was equal, Xian Hunt's strong body was not easily comparable to humans, and under one claw, Jing Ziwang had already fallen to the ground with his eyes wide open.

The Grandmaster's strong vitality was still in play, Jing Ziwang gasped for breath with blood on his face, raised his hand, and surrounded him obediently.

He tried to gather another blow, but Poor Qi reached out and pressed his shoulder, leaned down, and bit off his head.

Pei Ye stood in place and watched this scene, his body as cold as a corpse.

The last desperate victory really made him find the "crane bone bamboo zhi" himself, he was full of confidence, his sword heart was bright, he never bent his waist, and he was never afraid of difficulties.

Therefore, although the enemy this time was a hundred times stronger than the last time, he still did not choose to leave.

Because abandoning others to escape, this is what he has rejected on that rainy night.

But in the real world, no one can win all the time.

The fiasco may be next time.

And this time, even if he learns all the swords in the back, he won't have any chance.

"There's a lack of trust between us."

The black cockroach said suddenly.

Trust...... Yes.

From the very beginning, he was suspicious of this inexplicable black mantle. When it came time to conclude the deed, he was still doubting its purpose.

Although the two days of getting along have brought the relationship between the two a little closer, this time is obviously too short.

It's not enough to smooth the gap between the two, not to mention the thorough trust and life and death that the immortal hunter and the deed holder should have.

Therefore, when the black cockroach had clearly told him that "Jing Ziwang will definitely die, and you have no chance of winning", he still arrogantly chose to believe in his own eyes, and wanted to use his crude vision and barren insight to analyze the battle situation and look for opportunities.

However, as it turns out, opportunity never existed.

"Helpless, I don't blame you." The black cockroach let out a soft sigh at the end, and fell completely silent, as if ready to calmly meet defeat.

Pei Ye's face was bloodless and he didn't say a word.

The poor Qi in front of him completely ignored him, and lowered his head to sip on the body of the grandmaster.

It had suffered such a heavy blow and had spilled so much blood, but it could not see the wounds left by the battle just now.

There must have been damage, but it was completely hidden.

Just like the monster that repaired the bones and tendons first, this Poor Qi has a similar ability at a higher level.

If a person has an arm cut off, it may not be fatal, but it can hardly be fought anymore. For people, injuries can weaken both vitality and combat effectiveness.

But this is not the poor, the injury seems to only cost its life, even if it will die in the next moment, it can still fight you at the top of its posture.

Unfortunately, this discovery is of little use.

Pei Ye didn't want to watch Jing Ziwang being savored like a lamb to be slaughtered, he held the hilt of his sword, drew his sword, and killed this huge demon beast with an expressionless face.

Qi Qi didn't raise his head and kept talking, only swinging his sharp tail hook at will.

Pei Ye didn't have time to react, and his throat was forced to suffocate subconsciously by the sharp cold.

But the cold didn't penetrate.

Pei Ye raised his head, and Qi Qi also turned the huge head of the ghost and stared at him with a pair of golden eyes.

There was confusion in his eyes, and Qi Qi shook his head irritably, as if he had been disturbed by some kind of will.

In the end, it should have been this will that prevailed, it turned its head, swallowed the last half of its body into its stomach and slowly digested it, rolled up its tail and spread a pair of large wings.

At this time, the sun set and the moon rose, the wind rose, and a huge beast shadow streaked across the night sky, and flew into the vast mountains with a human figure wrapped in its tail.