"Let's see!" The fat man in yellow suddenly took off the iron chain around his waist and muttered something. A yellow light flashed through, and the two ends of the iron chain turned into two huge iron balls.
The ball also has sharp thorns.
"Meteor hammer??" Hua Weiluo was stunned. This weapon seemed to be similar to that of a Liangshan hero...
"Hahaha, little girl, let me give you a taste of this meteor hammer!!" The fat man in yellow smiled wildly, swung the meteor hammer in his hand and smashed it straight towards the flower before it fell.
Hua Weiluo did a backflip, then straightened her toes in the air and quickly dodged his attack. However, before she could regain her footing, the fat man came at her again while wielding a meteor hammer.
Although the fat man was huge in size, he was very agile in his movements. In addition, the meteor hammer in his hand made the tiger angry. For a moment, Hua Weiluo only focused on avoiding his attack, but couldn't find anything suitable.
opportunity to fight back.
"Luo'er." Zhishan took advantage of the moment when the fat man in yellow smashed out the meteor hammer, and suddenly jumped up behind the fat man in yellow.
Hua Weiluo looked up and saw where Zhishan was standing. He suddenly understood in his heart. He no longer avoided the fat man's attack. Instead, he clenched the big knife in his hand and aimed at the meteor hammer that was coming towards him.
Welcoming him.
With a "Kara" sound, the meteor hammer hit Hua's sword. The huge impact made her mouth feel slightly numb.
After the meteor hammer hit Hua's sword, the chain that followed it wound up, layer after layer, circle after circle, tying up her sword in an instant.
"Hahahahahaha, stinky girl, let's see where you run away this time!!" The fat man in yellow suddenly laughed wildly, and a sharp blade with a hook in his other hand was pointed straight at Hua Weiluo.
Stabbed over.
Hua Weiluo stood there, holding her knife tightly, but she didn't even have the slightest intention of avoiding it.
Seeing that the sharp hooked blade in the hand of the fat man in yellow was about to stab Hua Weiluo's chest, his movements stopped at that moment.
There was a "chila" sound, as if there was a sound of a sharp blade piercing the flesh.
The fat man in yellow looked down in disbelief and saw a sharp sword passing straight through his heart.
"You..." The fat man in yellow turned his head and saw Zhishan holding a long sword in his hand. The long sword had pierced his back. The tip of the sword he just saw on his chest was this one.
Long sword.
"You..." The fat man in yellow's eyes stared, and blood gurgled from his mouth. After saying these two words, his hand holding the meteor hammer and the hooked blade hung down feebly, and his whole body went straight.
He fell straight to the ground.
Zhishan slowly retracted his long sword, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the blood stained on the sword disappeared instantly.
"Little Junior Brother." Hua Weiluo took back his sword and hurriedly ran towards Zhishan.
Zhishan opened his arms, hugged Hua Weiluo into his arms, gently lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, and asked in a low voice: "Luo'er, are you scared?"
"A little bit..." Hua Weiluo buried her head in Zhishan's arms and replied in a muffled voice. After all, before this world, she had never even seen a chicken killed: "But as long as you are here, I am not afraid.
