The sharp and swift fishy wind hit Gordon's cheek.
Gordon's fist turned into a palm, he suddenly changed direction, slapped the cave wall, and jumped up using the force, just in the middle of Fu Xie and Ying Ao.
The rotten beast raised its hooves and raised its head, and pushed its horn hard against Gao Deng's lower abdomen. The Ying Gao reached out with its claws from above and dug into the center of Gao Deng's head.
Gordon held his chest and shrank his back, and grabbed Yinghan's arm claws with his backhand. The claws and fingers were tightly interlocked. The sharp claw tips were deeply embedded in his palms, and blood flowed out. Almost at the same time, Gordon turned sideways, turned around, and Yinghan
They were forced to rotate with him. The positions of the two sides changed, with Gao on top and Ying Wan on the bottom, just in time to bump into Fu Xie's horn.
Yingnan screamed and struggled hard. The three-foot-long sharp horn penetrated Yingpan's back and inserted into Gordon's ribs. Gordon endured the pain and hung his body on the horn. He kicked out his legs in a row, and was hit in the middle.
Rotten eyes.
The eyeballs as big as copper bells "popped" and shattered, and the juice splashed everywhere. The rotten beast jumped up high in pain and howled miserably. Gao Deng and Ying Ao were thrown out, hit the cave wall, and both rolled to the ground. Ying Ao fell to the ground.
Ao was still alive and bit him. Gordon held Ying Ao down and pressed it against the edge of the rock. Ying Ao grabbed hard and tore at Gao Deng's back with his sharp claws.
The blind Fu Xie ran rampant and stepped towards Gordon and Ying Ao, who were struggling together. Gordon let go of Ying Ao and rolled outwards. "Bang bang!" Fu Xie's iron hoofs fell from his side, causing gravel and blood to fly away.
Gordon struck hard with his horizontal elbow, hitting the crook of Fu Xie's leg. Fu Xie staggered and fell to his knees. In the next moment, Gordon's palm inserted into Fu Xie's soft anus and pulled out along with his intestines. Without waiting for Fu Xie to fight back in pain,
Gordon had shaken the intestines into a rope, wrapped it around Fu Xie's neck, crossed it, and tied it into a knot.
The Yinghao sprang out from the side, biting Gordon's shoulder, but Gordon ignored him and tightened his intestines. The Fuxi couldn't help roaring in pain, and fluttered wildly, making the intestines become tighter and tighter. Gordon loosened his intestines and pushed his knees hard.
Yingpan, but Yingpan bit him and refused to let go. The molars pierced the muscles and penetrated the shoulder bones. Gordon punched Yingpan in the face, and Yingpan bit him even harder. Gordon suddenly pressed forward and opened his mouth.
, biting Yingnan's throat.
The two sides kept rolling and biting each other, and the wet and hot animal blood flowed into Gordon's throat bit by bit, and his mouth was full of rough and piercing hairs. On the other side, the rotten beast's roar gradually became weaker, and the body shook for a moment, and slowly fell.
fall.
Immediately afterwards, a ferocious beast rushed into the cave. Gordon tried to push Yingnan away, but the opponent's bite was too tight, and he could only watch as the ferocious beast rushed closer.
There was a flash of white light, and a short knife shot out quickly, piercing the forehead of the ferocious beast. Freckles staggered over, pulled out the short knife, and stabbed Yinghan's forehead.
Gordon kicked Yinghan's body away, and Jundalini, who was about to come out, retracted his palms and retreated into the cave wheel. He leaned against the cave wall exhausted and looked at Freckles: "Why?"
Freckles understood what Gordon wanted to ask, why not let the ferocious beast kill him to avoid future troubles?
But Freckles himself didn't know why. He wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth, turned his head, and looked down from the entrance of the cave. The ferocious beasts were so densely packed that it was despairingly numerous.
"Why?" Freckles slashed out with the flames of his sword. The beast that had just crawled into the cave had blood splattered on its throat, howling and falling. "Why can you keep killing? Aren't you tired or afraid?" he asked in a hissing voice.
Gordon's arm was spasming, and he could hardly hold the handle of the knife.
"Only if I keep killing will I not get tired or be afraid." Gordon was silent for a while, then he grabbed the snake-tailed cat that was rushing towards him, twisted his arm, and Freckles raised the knife with his hand and opened the belly of the snake-tailed cat. The two of them.
They were all weak and on the verge of collapse, but they coordinated their attacks skillfully and smoothly, and managed to kill a ferocious beast in an instant.
"I really envy you." Freckles lowered his head.
The ferocious beast broke in again, and Gordon bumped his shoulder, causing it to lose its balance. Bird\u65
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"Breaking through the extreme...is it really that important to you?" Freckles fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and stabbed the dagger into the twisting python beside him.
"No, I just like the excitement of fighting for my life."
"You rotten piece of shit!"
"What about you, is the Jewel Flower really that important?" Gordon tried his best to grab the python's neck, blood dripping from between his fingers. "Why do you know that you can't keep the Jewel Flower, but you still try so hard to keep it? You're not doing it for Artest.
They, this is just an excuse, you just want to die!"
Freckles' expression suddenly changed: "Fart, how could I be so stupid as to seek death? Ancestor..."
"The ancestors are too heavy, and you are too tired."
"No, you are talking nonsense like a bitch! I am not, I have the bravest and noblest blood in the world. I am not afraid..." Freckles drew his knife and roared, stabbing the giant python crazily again and again, blood and flesh splattered all over it.
Head full of face.
Gordon looked at him quietly, his freckles suddenly stopped, as if all his strength had been drained away, and a sad smile appeared on his face: "Yes, I am a useless coward." At this moment, he really wanted to drop the knife and cry, he really wanted to throw it away
He used everything to escape. He had no strange teeth and no undercover agents. He just wanted to live a simple and happy life.
"A coward is neither good nor bad." Gordon saw Freckles' surprised eyes and said calmly, "This is who you are. Run away if you want to, Freckles, but not now, you have to stay with me to get through it."
pole."
Freckles was stunned: "Can you still hold on?"
"Of course." Gordon replied, "What about you?"
The beast's roar swallowed up Freckles' answer, and they had no time to speak. Both Gordon and Freckles gradually became dizzy and bruised, and they could only attack based on their feelings. The ferocious beast came in like an endless angry wave and fell down.
, they struggled in it, submerged and then floated up. Every punch and every knife was done with all their strength, affecting the wounds, causing heavy and tired pain.
In a state of confusion, Gordon saw a bog ape coming towards him. He supported the rock wall with his elbows and stepped down.
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Consciously stretching his legs, flicking and hooking, the bog ape fell towards him.
In an instant, Gordon entered a strange state, and his whole person seemed to be divided into two completely different parts: one half was as quiet as an ice pool, the frightened furry face of the bog ape, the contracted sharp claws, and the short knife raised by Freckles - one by one.
It appeared clearly, like time stopped, still in the picture of his mind. The other half moved like fire slurry, and the dormant breath technique suddenly boiled, poured out from the body, and communicated with a distant and mysterious space.
At this time, Freckles heard urgent calls coming from outside. On the river beach in the distance, three figures swooped over and rushed straight to the cliff, piercing the herd of beasts like a sharp triangular blade.
"Little bird, little bird, are you up there?" Saffron shouted, while the flute blade flew up and down. Tracey was on the right, shaking her hands and letting out the cold light in the sky. Directly in front of the two of them,
Artest's mace set off strong winds and waves, which were unstoppable.
Freckles stared at them blankly and raised the dagger tremblingly.
On his own, he might not be able to survive.
but now--
"Of course." He shouted in his heart, "Of course!"