The Game Touches Reality

"Ahua, haunt him!"

Ahua nodded, the cyan energy on his body tore apart the space behind him, and eight blue octopus-like tentacles came out of the crack.

Under Ahua's control, the eight tentacles directly trapped the tyrant into zongzi. The lava fell on the tentacles and aroused a large amount of water vapor, but it did not cause any damage to the tentacles.

The tyrant roared and wanted to break the tentacles, but found that the tentacles were like glue, with extraordinary malleability, and couldn't break them.

"All of them, focus on attacking his right leg, first give me a waste of his mobility!"

When Ahua's tentacles restrained the tyrant, he focused on covering the place where lava flows. Without the magma trouble, others can let go and attack.

The fortress jumped up, and a large shield like a door slapped the tyrant's face, making the tyrant into a state of vertigo. Immediately afterwards, a large number of attacks fell on the tyrant's right leg.

Especially the two assassins of Knife and Orange, facing the tyrant's feet and legs, came a full set of killer explosive skills.

With multiple outbreaks, the tyrant's right leg became bloody, and his entire body almost fell. Although he stabilized his body in time, the injury of his right leg could not be recovered in a short time.

Drake flew directly to the tyrant. The energy-wrapped fists furiously attacked the tyrant's face.

"Roar!" The continuous attacks hit the tyrant without a chance to breathe.

The tyrant roared, and headed Drake back against Drake's attack. At the same time, a large amount of magma burst out from the wound on the right leg, and few of the Drake team could escape. The injury was missed, but the offensive stopped.

The tyrant seized the short gap and concentrated all his power on his right hand. Forcibly liberating his right hand, he turned to the ugly face of Ohua.

I don't know why, Ah Hua did not choose to dodge, his wings closed in front of him, and it seemed that he was about to resist the attack.

A magma fist that was nearly half his size hit Ah Hua's wing.

Even Yu Tu, who was far away, could see the blood spilling from the air. It was obvious that this punch had caused great damage to Ahua.

But I don't know why, Ah Hua did not choose to retreat and write to his strength, but stopped in place.

The tyrant frowned, his expression became more hideous, and he slammed his fist again.

The punch did not hit, and at a critical moment, Drake pushed Ahua to the side.

"What are you going crazy!"

Ahua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "But, if I retreat, the **** on his body will be released."

Drake looked at the menacing tyrant free from the restraints. With a sneer, he said, "What can you do if you untie it. A mere scum. Listen, if anyone is beaten to death by this scum, don't blame me when you go back."

"Huh, arrogant surface person!" The tyrant stepped out, and the red domineering body that broke out once again lit up on his body.

"Welcome to death!" The molten slurry on the tyrant's body gathered on his right arm, and the front half of his arm became shining like the sun, and he couldn't look directly at it.

Even Yu Tu and the two felt the hot breath, showing the horror of the tyrant's blow.

"Stay back!"

The yellow energy on Drake's body was gathered up, and the whole figure seemed to be plated with gold, striding towards the tyrant.

Everyone is stepping back to avoid getting involved. In the process of retreating, Ah Wah gathered his last power of surrender.

The cyan energy tore open the space, and a stream of water filled with a large amount of divine power gushed out, compressed and condensed on Drake's hands under Ahua's control.

"God!" Drake jumped up to meet the fist raised by the tyrant. The water flow containing a lot of magical power protects Drake from the heat of magma. It looked like Drake was throwing a fist at the sun.

The shot containing Shenshui landed on the tyrant's fist, causing the tyrant to pause for a while, and then continued to press down. Although the speed is not very fast, no one will doubt the power of the tyrant's punch.

It seemed that Drake, who failed to stop the tyrant's attack with a single punch, had already lost, and whether he could even save himself became a problem.

However, Drake did more than just punch.

"God Allah God!" As if surpassing the time limit, Drake fisted frantically and couldn't see how many attacks he made in one second.

The tyrant's fist was forcibly intercepted in the air, and there were even signs of retreat.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Get it down!"

"God Allah God Allah!"

The two started the most primitive wrestling, and both sides wanted to overpower each other.

The fist like the sun began to dim, and the water vapor in the air gradually increased and became dense.

In the end, both sides exhausted their efforts almost simultaneously. Both of them were shocked by the other's strength.

The tyrant took three steps back, and the last magma on his right hand gradually extinguished.

Drake was smashed directly into the ground, and after a while he crawled out, his hands were cracked and there were some signs of burning.

It seemed that the tyrant had won this confrontation. However, the tyrant's face was not good. Clear water began to flow from the wound on his body.

"Oh!" The tyrant opened his mouth, spit out a big mouthful of pink liquid, and stared at Drake fiercely.

Drake stared back without showing any weakness, with an excited smile on his face. Others also did it. Without magma, the rest of Drake's team can stop the tyrant.

The tyrant glanced at the little sun with his eyes closed in fear, snorted coldly, turned and limped away.

Drake stopped the other people who wanted to chase, and laughed and said, "Okay, okay, he wants to go and let him go. Anyway, our purpose is to drive him away. The task is complete, let's go, too. Go back for a drink! Hahaha."

"Big brother, just forget it?"

Ahua said: "Let's do it. Although the tyrant is a little jealous of us, but if he urges him, we are not sure that we will die with him.

"But, what if he comes back later?"

Drake grinned and said: "Ahua's supernatural power, I have scored him in the same way. He is still trying to solve the erosion of supernatural power. Don't worry, he won't have anything else in a short time. Thoughtful. How is the iron block?"

Blue River said: "It just burned half of his face, and it didn't affect much."

"Is anyone else injured?"

"Huck, they all have different injuries. However, they are all minor injuries. Just two days off."

"Not bad. I'm leaving, I'll go back for business."

Drake supported Ahua to stand up, and Ahua supported him to leave.

"Huh? Anything?"

Drake looked at Yu Tu who appeared in front of him, and his tone became cold. The knife standing behind him frantically gestured to Yu Tu to leave.

Yu Tu took a deep breath and took out two heraldic healings.

"I think you need this."

"Don't play with these polite things. What do you want to do?"

"I want to know why the tyrant would retreat."

"Hmph, he's not a fool, so of course he won't fight if he doesn't benefit."

"How can I beat him?"

"If I know, you think he can go."

Yu Tu nodded looking at the knife that was still madly suggesting. Put down the coat of arms in your hand.

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

Seeing Yu Tu, who was going away, Drake's eyes narrowed, and he took a sudden mouthful of disdain.