The two Lizards summoned the sumo wrestlers of the alien race this time. Although they did not have weapons in hand, their momentum and huge figure also greatly enhanced the morale of the mercenaries.

When Dapeng and the others heard the figure, they couldn't help but stop and watch. Anyway, the source of the flames was gone, and this place was saved. The rest can be left to their subordinates to extinguish them. They want to watch the battle between humans and ghosts in the world.

The two big guys just spread their legs and pressed down on their bodies, and the momentum immediately appeared. Moreover, they seemed to be coated with oil similar to shiny, which made the strange fire have no way to deal with them.

Tianhong calmed down his body and mind and let out a long sigh. His brain began to run quickly. Since the strange fire did not harm the special oil outside the sumo wrestler's body, we should first retract some of the strange fire and wipe off their defense first.

When the two big guys saw that Tian Hong had turned the strange fire under his feet back to the size of a flame, they rushed over even more unscrupulously.

Tianhong sneered, it was this time that he would wait!

He clicked the Wuyang Plate, pulled up the fig leaf on his body, and met it in the same way as sumo wrestling.

But as soon as he took action, he immediately saw the difference.

He used the Chinese wrestling technique, not the skills of the alien race. Just after a meeting, he carried the big guy on his left behind.

Wrestling originated in China, but some information shows that it became popular in ancient Greece and was finally formulated by the UK.

Tianhong learned martial arts, so he knew that this thing was called "Chiyou Opera" four thousand years ago and was recorded. Later, with the progress of society and the improvement of rules, it was also called "play" and "corners". During the Ming Dynasty, they were introduced to foreign races together with Chinese martial arts, which led to their sumo and judo.

I mean to do it today, just to correct the origin of the underworld in China. Let them see who is the ancestor!

I originally wanted to knock him down with a back drop, but it really confirmed my previous idea. The oil on the big guy's body was not only fire-proof, but also slipped a lot. Tianhong made the action of falling back, but could only hang a layer of oil as dense as honey on his arm.

But at this moment, the big guy's other hand had already grabbed Tianhong's head, and just sent it down and pressed it directly to Tianhong to the ground.

Fortunately, there is no hair on my head. Now the big guy can't catch Tianhong who rubs through his body because of his slippery body.

Tianhong just hit the ground hard on his back, because the cushion of the armor did not cause any substantial damage.

Taking advantage of the big guy's mistake, he quickly turned around and rushed to another guy, sat on the ground and hugged his thighs, and pushed them upwards, so that they could also taste the treatment Tianhong had just treated.

"Bang"! Five or six hundred pounds hit the ground, and a human-shaped mimeogram was directly smashed.

Tian Hong raised a few handfuls of soil to the big guy who fell. Even if another person came to help, he learned to use the posture of digging soil to dig the soil. He raised it several times before he stood up.

With a "greeting" by Tianhong, the big guy who was still standing on the ground lowered his head and rushed straight towards him.

His arms stretched forward, as if he was to prepare for grabbing Tianhong in advance. But how could Tianhong surrender? He just bent down and took a step forward, and then he flexibly avoided under the guy's arms.

From behind, he hugged the waist of the sumo wrestling and leaned backwards. But only Tianhong broke through, and the oil on the big guy saved his life.

Before Tianhong could react, he immediately took advantage of the situation and threw a dog to eat shit.

Taking advantage of the big guy's difficulty getting up, Tianhong picked up the sand and soil again, as if he wanted to bury them alive, and threw it on it again and again. The guy who fell before wanted to get up, Tianhong kicked it directly into the face and then began to repeat the movement of digging the soil.

It seemed a little unsatisfied. Tianhong took advantage of the fact that they stood up and kept repeating these movements, even found a few gaps, and even smeared them on them with his own hands.

The oil after being covered with sand and soil could turn into pieces like a big snot falling on the ground with just a push. Tianhong seemed to feel that it was not clean enough, so he took their hands and ran on the ground.

When the two big guys finally stood up, Tianhong had been standing in front with his arms in his arms for a long time.

"Excellent Fire, enjoy your barbecue feast!"

The dark green monster that rose up again swallowed the two big guys into their mouths. Just like wrapping Tianhong, they also wrapped two pieces of high-quality refining materials in it. They only heard the "crackling" sound mixed with a few wails, and instantly turned into black smoke and disappeared.

Only two burning black cokes were left on the ground, and orange-green flames appeared from time to time.

"Punish Jiu!" "Sick Infant!"

After a burst of black smoke, the guy who appeared in front of Tianhong turned out to be a guy wearing an ancient foreign hunting suit. He was holding a thin sword that was not a fan, but a shaky one.

The other one is even more scary, similar to sumo, wearing an ancient prison uniform, but carrying a huge black sickle in his hand. The iron chains are tied behind the sickle and they are all wrapped around it.

"Damn it! So it's warming up here!" Tianhong cursed and went forward to meet him.

These two gifts are quite interesting. Whether it is preheating or playing cards, the bombs are left behind. Judging from their slogans, these two puppets should be the final boss.

Fortunately, this time it is a different thing, so there is no need to distinguish which one is which one.

Zhu Jiu, wearing a pointed hat, really has the style of the protagonist of the Chinese Zhu Xian. The shade of wind blows its clothes, and the swelling of waves makes it look like a chivalrous fairy bone.

However, the big guy next to it looked fierce and evil. Before he could wait for Li Chang to dance, he rushed over.

The sickle in his hand makes it look vibrant. The iron chains originally serve to lengthen the weapon, and it is more convenient to retract it. Judging from its skills and how to use the weapon, this giant sickle is more like a Chinese rope dart.

Its weight of four or five hundred pounds was not exactly what this weight should be. Instead, it was as sensitive as a monkey. After the sickle was thrown out, it didn't hit Tianhong, so it immediately wrapped the iron chain around its arm and quickly took it back.

Tianhong was only close twice, but was smashed back by the top of the sickle. The third time he learned to learn the semen, and while the sickle flew out, he hurriedly dodged and rushed up.

Unexpectedly, the big guy immediately pulled the chain and took it back to the sickle. Before the sickle could come back, he kicked it out again.

"Bang"! Tianhong was unable to react and was hit in the chest by a giant weapon again, and flew out about ten meters away in one go.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Tianhong widened his eyes angrily: "What the hell are these? I really think I'm a cat!"
Chapter completed!