Warlock War

At this moment, neither Wang Xu nor Downs Wharton spoke, their eyes were all fixed on the face of the 15? bitter expression, the snowy half-orc fighting **** rolling in the bushes.

　　 Tangs Wharton, who knew how strong this fighting **** he brought, was very confused, his eyebrows twisted into several side by side "Chuan", and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally.

The reason why Tangs Wharton, who has always been happy, angry, and invisible, has such an expression on his face, one is because he has no idea what happened, and why the strongest combat power he has brought to the street; 2. It was because God of Fighting's attack on the street directly disrupted all of his plans.

In fact, Tangs Wharton came out with the **** of war, with the same purpose as Wang Xu. He had the intention to capture the thieves and the king first. His plan was to capture Wang Xu first, causing chaos in the Ewens army. Then, taking advantage of the six gods of the Ewens Legion, they surrounded them in one fell swoop.

　　 It's a pity that after the **** of war, Tangs Wharton lost even the combat power to implement the plan, so he could only cancel his plan to capture Wang Xu.

Different from Tangs Wharton’s emotional entanglement, Wang Xu’s mood is very good, and he is very good. He smiled and looked at the fighting **** who was still on the ground. The corners of his mouth rose higher and higher. He did not expect that he A random attack could bring down the **** of war, and his luck was too good.

　　 Just now, when the fighting **** released a wave of fighting energy, Wang Xu secretly controlled two flying swords to counterattack. One of them died together with the fighting energy wave and turned into steel powder in the sky.

　　 The other handle, taking advantage of the bright light and loud noise from the explosion of the fighting energy wave, Wang Xu controlled it and flew quickly from the ground towards the fighting god's hip.

　　Wang Xu knew very well that God of Fighting's defenses were very powerful, and his flying sword might not be able to break through others' defenses. Therefore, Wang Xu came to a trick to see if he could count that God of Fighting.

Wang Xu controlled the flying sword, penetrated through the abdomen of the **** of fighting, pierced the saddle under the **** of fighting, pierced directly into the exit of the **** of fighting excretory system, and entered his body from the rectum, even the **** of fighting No matter how strong his defenses were, in a short time, he couldn't solve the flying sword tossing into his body, so he could only roll on the ground in pain.

More cruelly, Wang Xu was stained with the blood poison of Fermi fish on his flying sword. Therefore, after seeing the iron-spine silver wolf mount of God of Fighting, after being pierced by the flying sword, he fiercely He howled, and then, ran away and ran, black smoke appeared on its body, began to burn, and finally, it turned into a squirming mucus and stuck to the bushes. On the raw ground, the nearby grass was lit, and the smoke billowed.

Of course, the fighting **** who was pierced into the body by the flying sword was also poisoned by the fermi fish, but, after all, they are figures with the godhead, and under the guardianship of the godhead, the fermi fish's toxins will not be required. His fate, however, Dou Shen's face became more and more ugly. His snow-white skin turned black at this moment, even darker than the bottom of the pot that had been used for hundreds of years.

Although Doushen’s entire face turned black, everyone saw it. The five senses on his face were all tangled together. Moreover, his eyes were bigger than Wang Xu’s fists. The silver pupil, at this moment, also has a tendency to gradually darken.

Towns Wharton, who was riding a tall unicorn, became more and more frightened as he watched. He wanted to ask the God of War, who was soaked in sweat, what was going on, but when he saw the God of War struggling. After being in the state, Towns Wharton understood that even if he asked him, he probably couldn't answer his own question.

Seeing Tangs Wharton’s slowly changing anxious expression, Wang Xu smiled relaxedly. At this moment, he still controlled the flying sword to twist in the body of God of Fighting. Wang Xu guessed, probably, of God of Fighting. The intestines should have been smashed by the flying sword. As long as you add more strength, it is estimated that you can split the heart of the **** of fighting. In that case, in three or five years, the fighting **** on the ground surrounded by sweat will definitely not dare Come out again.

It's a pity that when Wang Xu controlled the flying sword to break through the fighting spirit obstacles in the fighting god's body, and twisted towards his heart, there were a few crisp sounds, the flying sword made of stainless steel, finally The god-level fighting spirit used by the fighting **** was tossed off, and Wang Xu also lost control of Feijian.

Immediately, "Puff, puff, puff..." he vomited a few mouthfuls of black blood, and along with it, God of War vomited out the pieces of flying sword in his body. In the black blood, there was something like broken intestines. , It's just that those visceral fragments are surrounded by black blood, and it is not clear what part of the organ is.

Seeing Wang Xu, who kept spitting out the fragments of the flying sword from his mouth, he felt like vomiting. Moreover, only he felt this way, because only he knew that the flying sword entered his body from the middle of the **** of fighting. , Feijian must have been stained with shit, but at this moment, Fight God actually vomited Feijian from his mouth, and he didn't know if he had tasted the shit.

　　 "Oh..." As he thought about it, Wang Xu retched.

Finally, after spitting out the flying sword, God of Fighting stopped rolling all over the floor. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground. Obviously, he was seriously injured. Regardless of other things, his face was as black as carbon gray. Knowing that he has lost combat effectiveness.

"Second brother, your person is not honest, he did it with me first, don't blame me for making it too cruel!" Looking at the pale-faced Downs Wharton, Wang Xu used a teasing expression and a crisp voice. I satirized him.

"Huh..." Tangs Wharton snorted coldly. The original eloquence of Tangs Wharton was no worse than Wang Xu~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I wanted to make a mockery of Wang Xu, but he was in a great mood at the moment. Oh, I can't think of any good words, so I can only give up satirizing Wang Xu.

Towns Wharton, who had lost the opportunity to capture the thief and the king, was unable to rely on force to deal with Wang Xu. After a glance at the weak fighting **** who was sitting cross-legged on the grass with his head drooping, Towns Wharton Persuaded Wang Xu in a cold voice: "Sixth brother, you should surrender, regardless of the number of people you brought, but your combat power is not good. Don’t you know what strength your subordinates are? Don’t you see that I brought them. Hundreds of flying dragons? Those flying dragons are enough to take care of you!"

　　 "If I surrender, what will you do to me?" Wang Xu asked Downs Wharton with a sneer.

"We are brothers after all," Downs Wharton also knew that Wang Xu would not surrender, and he also knew that Wang Xu was playing with him when he asked those words, but in order to buy more time, spend more time, let his own When the army set up an attack formation, Towns Wharton took Wang Xu's words and smiled and said: "We can share wealth, don't forget, when we were young, the best person to you was me!"

"Ha, ha, ha..." For the first time, Wang Xu smiled and burst into tears. After laughing for two minutes, Wang Xu was coldly angry after the anger of Downs Wharton, who was on the opposite side of the smile. Said: "You really can tell jokes..." (To be continued.)