Lao Wang has always hated and despised this kind of Western fantasy-style wishing skills that are out of touch with reality and have a very high lower limit and a very low upper limit. Westerners obviously have so many outstanding works and ideas. The bitter sea document we were studying before is pretty good. Why don’t you do something with the Cthulhu system? Is it because it’s hard to write entries or you don’t want to cut yourself off, or is it simply because you are poor?

Besides.

Is your lizard belly dragon really good-looking?

As Lao Wang was thinking about this, a sticky black tentacle suddenly dropped from his head. It was about the thickness of a water tank, and it was densely covered with dozens of circles of teeth inside and outside, forming a ring. In the center of the ring-shaped tooth sequence was a turbid eyeball that was rolling around.

"Damn it, you put your tentacles on me just when I said I was a counter, right? You are narrow-minded and can't be carved!"

"???"

The other party was completely confused. What the hell are you talking about? You didn't say a word except fart just now!

Even if you curse, you have to make others happy when you feel good. This is Lao Wang's moral integrity as a professional. The moment the tentacles fell, Lao Wang's body subtly tilted, and he just avoided it by a hair's breadth, and then he swung a big hammer back.

"Pop~"

Hearing this noise, Lao Wang subconsciously felt bad. Sure enough, the seemingly tough and ferocious tentacles were light and had no power at all. They were torn apart as easily as a paper lantern. The densely packed teeth with millions of rings suddenly became free, and the sticky stuff inside that looked like liquid and mist spread all over the airspace. Countless sharp teeth and rolling eyeballs rolled in the sticky juice. The scene was really a bit disgusting.

The knife intent that Lao Wang had brewed in the hammer dissipated instantly, and he no longer had any idea of ​​​​the piece of spaghetti on his head.

However, this tentacle was like a leaking water pipe, which could not be closed no matter what. The huge body of the tentacle monster covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters was shrinking rapidly with the pouring of juice, eyeballs and sharp teeth. In the blink of an eye, only a thin layer of skin was left.

"Damn bad luck."

The ring-shaped sharp teeth rotated and jumped like a shield machine in the mucus mist, blinking, going through wind and rain, but fortunately, the thick-skinned Lao Wang didn't care. When he went to wash his feet and was chased by the technicians on the kidney reflex area, he was more powerful than this. He swung the hammer and was determined to turn the annoying golden lizard man into a lizard enema.

A light blue knife flashed, and a string of dazzling sparks rolled over Lao Wang's ferocious dragon robe from his chest to his ribs. Then, Lao Wang realized that something was knocked out by his own step just now.

"What the hell?"

There was another dull landing sound, and a thin guy with a black scarf and a clearly Asian face rolled hundreds of meters away on the ring. When he got up in a panic, he found that his RB knife had all rolled up.

The four eyes met, slightly embarrassed, and Lao Wang's expression gradually covered with firepower.

"Damn, there are not five but six of us!"

"Take your ancestors' sword!"

"Die!"

The rolling sword intent cut the surface of the ring, but it was a pity that this thing was not a solid object and did not have so many earth and stone debris to help it. The half-moon-shaped sword energy was magnificent and dazzling. It filled a few hundred meters as soon as it appeared. When it was about to swallow the little Japanese, a slender and agile figure suddenly appeared in front of the little Japanese and pointed a finger at the blade of the sword energy.

Boom~

Old Wang was instantly swallowed by the torrent of sword intent that suddenly surged under his feet. The ferocious dragon robe was shattered, and his mixed body was bloody in the air, like a weak flying bird in the center of a volcanic eruption, with bird feathers all over the ground.

This was probably the first time in his life that Old Wang felt the power of the sword dragging technique. He was not a crazy person like Li Cang, and he would not take himself to taste the saltiness of the burning of Isoleye for no reason. It was too abnormal.

"Hiss!" Old Wang grinned with a bloody grin on his face, "That's right! Little girl, be good, are you married?"

Countless rusty chains suddenly emanated from the surface of the hammer, and the inscriptions of evil fire lit up one by one, piercing through the chests of several people on the ring. It seemed that the masked man who was violently hit by the Tyrannosaurus Rex was the most vulnerable. He knelt on the ground with a thud, and blood vessels all over his body burst out, and blood almost burst out from the corners of his eyes.

The chain clanged abnormally, and the girl who saved the masked man changed her face and fell to one side. In the tragic sound, the masked man behind her, who could not make any effective reaction at all, was directly smeared all over the ground.

"So shy?"

On the way to pick up the hammer, Old Wang was bitten on the back by the golden lizard man, causing another mecha warrior with full technological content to pick up the hammer before him, and then

there was no more.

The leaf hammer is the source of painful peeling. Its pain is enough to destroy the soul. Even the physical isolation of the mecha warrior is useless. The moment the leaf hammer is picked up, a series of blazing electric sparks burst out from the mecha warrior's body. The gaps of the alloy structure like a suffocating pot ooze out a red and sticky component. It seems that it is not just blood.

"Idiot!" The leaf hammer returned to Lao Wang's hand. He raised the hammer and knocked the golden lizard away. "Why are you so ugly and so close to me? Do you think I like rolling in the cesspool like that filthy guy?"

Four and a half of the lizardman's eight canine teeth were knocked out, his chin was sunken, and his face was completely crooked. However, before he was thrown away, his sharp claws and fangs also left dozens of deep wounds on Lao Wang's body, especially the last claw, whose five claws almost penetrated Lao Wang's chest and abdomen.

Lao Wang, who was about to take advantage of the situation, suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in his face. Two stone giants that were at least 10 to 20 meters high fell from the air. Although they did not accurately hit Lao Wang himself, the surging air waves directly blew his 400 to 500-pound body away.

Lao Wang rolled far away on the ground in embarrassment, showing an unspeakable expression to the two stone giants burning with golden flames.

emmm

The lonely king's signature skill actually collided with someone else's lackey, which was simply unreasonable. He glanced at the little girl with pity. I'm afraid she can't be kept alive.

Two seemingly clumsy stone giants landed in a half-kneeling posture, with dazzling golden light in their eyes and two big mouths cracked to the limit. Fierce flames swept across half of the arena like a torrent of endless egg-sized, angular red metal particles, with Lao Wang bearing the brunt.

Crackling.

The mecha warrior became a mecha martyr. The guy who was completely unconscious and supported by Lao Wang lost all his force field. He was only supported by a mecha skin. It took only about three breaths before he was completely torn apart.

It's the last day, don't let the monthly ticket be homeless~

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