It is better to make mistakes with your feet than with your tongue.
[Part 1·Spanish Castanets]
The squirming pieces of flesh are gradually recovering, and simple structural damage seems unable to kill this flesh and blood abnormality.
"I warned you not to move, otherwise it will only increase the pain."
But the incarnation butterfly couldn't understand human words, and its long scarlet tongue stood up fiercely, and a mass of white sarcoma grew out of its bright red feathers, sticking to the two halves of the Apostle Hound's body like chewing gum.
Meteor fell to pieces, and his left arm was still stuck in the deformed side waist armor stomach, unable to move, and he would be unconscious for a while.
When he saw the situation clearly, he immediately asked.
"Mr. Wen Bucai! What are you waiting for?"
Wen Bucai immediately said: "I'm waiting for it to heal and want to see how it heals."
Meteor looked puzzled: "So why wait for it?!"
Wen Bucai then replied: "Because I don't know how to give it a fatal blow, from which angle? How many pieces should I cut into? How to ensure that I can survive? I don't know -"
——He pointed at the two halves of slowly squirming meat. The corpse of the paralyzed hound gradually came back to life, and it didn't look like it was without any threat. In this state, the blood and flesh of the hound apostle spattered outwards.
The boiling slurry is produced just as a means of self-protection to prevent the enemy from making a fatal blow.
"And there's one more thing."
Wen Bucai continued.
"If I go up to fight it, how should I protect you?"
Meteor's heart was shocked——
"--What did you say?"
Wen Bucai burst out laughing and suddenly couldn't hold himself back any longer: "Do you have bad ears? Boy? Look at your body!"
At this moment, Ah Xing finally became alert, the adrenaline gradually dissipated, and severe pain also hit his limbs. He was so painful that he could not speak, and was almost driven crazy by the hidden injury on his waist.
His left arm could not be removed from his torso and had been cured by the panacea. There were still titanium-plated steel wires from the Morpho suit in his skin and flesh. The metal fibers stirred in the flesh and blood, causing severe rejection and inflammation.
The same goes for his big wolf mask, which almost grows together with his skull——
——This is the magical effect of the panacea, and it is also the fatal part of the panacea.
"Is it me who is holding me back?" Meteor's eyes were distracted: "Is it my fault? Mr. Wen Bucai, is it my fault?"
"No, I don't mean to blame you." Wen Bucai shook his head, his eyes cold: "I want to give this sword to you——"
——He raised his right arm, and the spirit body followed suit, and the dark shark skin arm raised the huge sword that looked like a door panel.
Compared with the flickering Belloberg and this giant sword, it is like the difference between an earthworm and a python. That thing is definitely not used for duels with Homo sapiens.
Wen Bucai's body took out his firearm and prepared to face the enemy.
"It would be too strenuous for me to lift it. My soul power can swing it naturally, but this sword was tailor-made for you from the beginning - Bu Liuxing."
"I once exchanged gifts with Jiang Xueming, but I didn't have time to leave one for you."
"You are Victor's student. I think you are so brave that you should be able to lift it with your body. It is a stick specially used to kill demons. Your eldest brother also realizes this."
Wen Bucai dropped the giant sword. When the heavy piece of iron fell to the ground, its sonorous roar could be heard in the empty streets.
"He gave you the Beloberg sword because he must have thought that you have the ability to kill these monsters. I once said that two of Victor's students have special skills. One of them can shoot and kill.
, a man who can tear apart disaster beasts with his bare hands."
The motorcycle's engine roared, sending up billows of dust as it sprinted forward.
"Stand up! I have to rush to other places! Time is running out, Meteor! Stand up! You said it! It wants to fight you! It wants to fight you!"
Wen Bucai drew his gun and shot angrily——
——The 500's wheel made a rustling sound, and the bullets exploded continuously, blasting into the torso and skull of the hound apostle. More than two thousand joules of terrifying kinetic energy beat the beast that had just climbed up to pieces.
Meat.
It kept staggering, protecting the transformed butterfly in its mouth. Before its body had fully healed, it began to crawl away and run, trying to find cover in the dark alleys of the pedestrian street.
"Heal yourself!"
Wen Bucai left these words and immediately drove into the alley.
Asing was sitting next to the flower bed on the pedestrian street. He leaned on the stone platform and struggled to get up. He breathed hard and felt the bones in his body deformed.
He searched through his backpack for extra panacea, but found that he only had some Madam Bai's freeze-dried powder as a reserve. All his potions were given to his lover, his beloved girl.
He was not annoyed or depressed, and almost all distracting thoughts were forgotten.
This is the first time he has faced a powerful enemy, the first time he has faced such a terrifying opponent alone. His mind has suffered many tests, and now is the time to break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly.
He could hear the roar of the giant beasts running in the streets, the sound of their claws rubbing against the bricks, and the sound of motorcycles smashing into guardrails and climbing up stairs.
From time to time, a series of rapid fire from submachine guns sounded, which was Mr. Wen Bucai's warning shot to force the prey to move. Once the weak point was caught, 500 firepower would immediately follow.
These sounds from the fierce duel were like Spanish castanets, urging the shooting stars to come on stage quickly.
If he wants to completely kill the Incarnation Butterfly, only the Beloberg he holds tightly in his hand and the giant sword handed to him by Mr. Wen Bucai can do it!
He climbed onto the stone platform and pressed his left arm with all his body weight, only to hear the shrill scream as his flesh and blood separated.
He was almost dizzy and vomiting from the pain. A piece of meat with steel wire bones was cut out from the muscles on his side. He could almost see his slowly squirming kidneys.
Without any hesitation, he immediately sprinkled the White Lady's product on the wound, mixed it with blood and water, and the light emitted by Beloberg activated the medicinal properties - sealing the wound, and this terrifying scar will remain on his waist forever.
at.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then he put down Belloberg and tightened his left arm. When the spirit body burst out, two bright red arms grew from his shoulders, giving the deformed left arm
Straighten it!
The bones were broken, and the sleeves of the Morpho suit were like thick cocoons. Pieces of dark red blood spurted out from the injured area. The scattered steel wires finally freed the arm.
Ah Xing raised his arm, and the red plasma on his arm flowed from Beloberg, and a steady stream of life force entered his throat, and the injury on his left arm was also treated.
He tore open the breastplate and could see the horrific dent from the lower side of his right rib. Although it had healed, there were still many fragments of the composite plate stuck into his skin. If not dealt with, he would die soon.
He took out a knife, cut open this part of the flesh, and then broke his ribs again to reset the heart and lung space of the torso so that they could have normal movement space.
He was sweating like rain, but there was a bright red god on his back, silently helping him with his arms.
Get up again and return to the world——
——Axing has already paid the price for his recklessness, panic, and loss of confidence in the first round.
He thought how lucky he was to have this opportunity to be reborn as a human being. Perhaps countless people had lost the chance to fight back in the first round and turned into corpses.
He grabbed the visor of the Morpho suit, grabbed the Great Wolf mask, and tore the golden red stone from the facial bones. The pain he felt also woke him up, and he became more enthusiastic and brave.
His face was covered with blood, and he woke up from the darkness. His vision suddenly widened, and flames burst out from his eyes. He sealed the edges of the gold mask with Belloberg and used it as a large bowl to hold wine. He put the wine in his backpack
I took out the whiskey, added Lady White products, and said goodbye to the painful and deformed body.
The Morpho Clothes could no longer protect him. This precious armor saved his life, but now it collapsed in all directions, and the outer armor turned into a tattered cloak——
——The inner layer of composite armor is intertwined with canines and remains on Ah Xing's chest. The big wolf mask that is a pyroxene jewelry has turned into a shoulder armor. Meteor has stood up.
[part2·Demon Slayer]
He held the handle of the giant sword and tested its weight. It was about three hundred kilograms.
Gritting his teeth, he raised his sword——
"--ah!
"
The red stone man's roar called to the gods, and his bright red arms held the hilt of the sword tightly.
His body suddenly burst into rising mist, and the increased adrenaline and body temperature dyed his skin red.
Not enough! Not enough!
When he swung his sword in the air, the strong wind blew down all the signboards on the first floor!
Not enough! It seems not enough!
When cutting at a fixed pace, Meteor had to grasp the hilt of the sword with one arm, and finally found its balance!
He opened his eyes wide and saw the deep ravines on the masonry road. He raised his sword and swung out the scarlet water vapor, and the iron block made a crisp sword sound, like the sound of a flute!
Yes! That’s it!
He pulled out Beroberg, holding a large sword and a huge sword. The total weight of the weapons was almost twice his body weight.
A blood-red shadow rushed out from the distance of the street——
——The apostle hound fled in a hurry. It was chased by Wen Bucai and came back here, with almost no good piece of meat left on its body.
It protects the incarnation butterfly in its mouth, fearing that its master will be blown to pieces by 500. The destructive power of the hand cannon is something that has never been seen in mythical units.
Wen Bucai's motorcycle was covered in scars and scratches. He was chasing him up a short slope, and the gunfire never stopped.
"You're the only one whose fucking name is Jianyingdie?!"
Strange shouts and curses came from the mouth of this ultimate creature, and something felt wrong.
But he gave Meteor a chance——
——Opportunity to slay demons.
Ah Xing made two swords together and was ecstatic when he saw the running hound!
He strode forward, first with heavy steps, and then with a running jump that was as light as a swallow when he took off, and as heavy as a mountain when he landed. In just four steps, he jumped over ten meters.
Transformed into a butterfly and the apostle hound, they rushed up the short slope. They originally wanted to climb the stairs to a higher place, but when they saw the defeated enemy of Meteor, they immediately changed their minds——
——Its thick leather armor has been washed away by the vicious bullets of vctr. If it can swallow the oncoming gift of a meteor, it will definitely be able to regain its strength and fight the weird and bizarre warrior behind it again.
But something seems wrong!
Something is very wrong!
The hundred eyes in its mouth can capture the speed of sound, and incredible power seems to burst out from the red warrior in front of it.
The limbs that are running forward and jumping can no longer be taken back, and the posture of rushing forward can no longer be turned back!
A figure jumped out from the short slope, bringing up the fierce hot wind, and the two swords worked together!
The sword wind surges! The blade is filled with dazzling light, like a flame like water flow!
The spinning and tumbling figure jumped over with overwhelming intimidation!
Meteor's arms are trembling violently! Courage and determination are breaking through his chest!
Not a drop of blood flowed down! The hot edge hit the tip of the apostle hound's nose, and then the flesh and blood were quickly charred and carbonized. The huge impact, and the jumping and slashing slash of the rolling and slaying almost combined the flesh and blood of the incarnation butterfly.
The things were smashed together!
Beloberg released astonishing energy, and the giant sword turned dark red, cracking the skull, cutting the torso, and cutting the tail in half!
Meteor felt the hot wind blowing against his face, and his eyes broke free from a mass of thick, charred flesh. When he saw the empty street, the bright red arms of the god rolled his body towards the short slope, and then his limbs moved naturally!
He raised his sword and turned around with a strong step. His messy hair was about to be lit by the flames of Belloberg. The palm of his right hand had been burned by the high temperature transmitted by the giant sword! But it was not the time to stop! It was not the time to stop!
He sprinted towards the hound behind him, and with just one breath and one breath, his feet cracked the masonry road, and he raised his giant sword and pushed all the way up!
The limp Hound Apostle is dead!
The transformed butterfly struggled in the mouth of the dog slave, twitching violently! It was almost cut in two by the lion's leap! The blackened wound could not be healed, and it wanted to escape from the flesh and blood polymer!
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The sword blade turned into a ruthless meat grinder along with the scattered and tattered cloak. The roar of the meteor and the raging sword wind pushed the corpse two inches away. The majestic spiritual pressure stimulated Mr. Wen Bucai to cover his face -
—
"——Puff"!
Two scars, one vertical and one horizontal, cut the two wings of the butterfly into pieces!
It froze in place, its evil eyes still staring at the young warrior who was slashing out from behind and rushing forward, as if it couldn't understand what happened in just a few minutes.
The red wings turned into black carbon powder and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. The flames burst out and scorched the curtains of the shops facing the street, and the flames suddenly burst into flames!
Meteor untied the two swords and finally exhausted his strength. When the giant sword fell to the ground, it pierced the bricks and emitted strong sound waves. The corpse of the Apostle Hound turned into powder and rolled down the short slope, like sand.
The blade of the giant sword was melted by Belloberg at temperatures exceeding a thousand degrees to create a groove, like a warrior's scar.
Wen Bucai's motorcycle lay in front of Bu Liuxing, and its tires just crushed the last feather of the transformed butterfly.
"I knew it! You can do it!"
Bu Liuxing said nothing, as if he still couldn't believe what just happened——
——It’s like if you don’t give it a try, you don’t know where your upper limit is.
Wen Bucai patted the boy on the shoulder and made a joke.
"It doesn't matter, I understand you. Wu Song should have thought the same way after he killed the tiger."
Bu Liuxing was still a little unsure. He looked at the surrounding environment with a clear mind, and then weighed Beloberg. He saw the burnt black blood on the edge of the giant sword, and the dark red iron block finally cooled down.
He felt severe pain in his hands, his palms were filled with cracks made of flesh and blood, and his body was about to fall apart. He responded to Wen Bucai's call and wanted to get in the car together.
He put the giant sword back into the frame of the motorcycle and saw the words on the iron weight on the hilt. That was its name, "Slaying the Dragon".
Perhaps Mr. Wen Bucai made this sword after killing the rotten dragon Favna.
Meteor said coyly: "Mr. Wen Bucai, I still don't trust you to give me such an important thing."
Wen Bucai started his motorcycle and rushed to the next war zone.
"Is there anything wrong? You used the wand I sent to release magical magic and finally killed it."
Meteor suddenly understood, and suddenly understood everything.
He hugged Wen Bucai's waist and suddenly began to laugh, with fire in his eyes.