However, Zhui Bo's attack still missed at such a speed, and Wang Xu even completely disappeared from his field of vision, leaving only a faint smell of blood and bursts of heat in the air.
When Wang Xu reappeared, he was already standing behind Zhui Bo, his body exuded fiery spiritual power, his skin was burning red, and his spirit body and flesh and blood were being consumed rapidly.
"Roar!!" Zhui Bo yelled loudly, and rushed towards Wang Xu as if he had completely lost his mind. The small knife he used to throw away when his body changed suddenly, but at this moment, his unarmed destructive power is even more astonishing, just the wind pressure caused by punching can smash the wall.
But such a fist was blocked by Wang Xu with one hand!
"Ha... ha... only you..." Wang Xu panted, as if the burden of spiritual consciousness concentrating on him was far more than that of receiving Drebo's fist: "Only you... I want to kill you with my own hands... !!"
With a muffled bang, Wang Xu leaped up like lightning, and his knee hit Zhui Bo's face, and the latter's huge figure retreated a few steps because of this blow.
Wang Xu continued to bully him, hitting Zhui Bo's body with his fists like a storm, blood mist rose in the air, and the sound of punches to the flesh continued.
But this transformed Zhui Bo was also really terrifying. Under such an attack, he still managed not to fall backwards, and gradually stabilized his figure, and his huge fist hit Wang Xu instead.
Wang Xu didn't know which tendon was wrong. He was faster than Zhui Bo, but he didn't dodge or dodge. This was definitely a fist the size of a casserole pot. The moment Wang Xu hit his face, he lost hearing in his left ear, and spit out a big mouthful of blood. He didn't know how many teeth were still alive.
"Hmph...it doesn't hurt at all! Useless!" Wang Xu challenged Zhui Bo with a grinning grin.
Zhui Bo's roaring heavy punch came again, this time from top to bottom, overwhelming like a mountain. Due to the absolute advantage in height, this punch hit Wang Xu's neck and shoulder junction.
Ordinarily in this situation, Wang Xu should basically be knocked on the ground like a piece of cake, but he didn't expect that he would not fall down after being punched hard. With his legs bent and his teeth clenched, he still stood there, staring at Drebber with a ruthless face: "What? You still want to knock me down with this kind of attack?"
Zhui Bo yelled again, he raised his hands high, his fingers interlaced, exhausted every ounce of strength in his body, and hit Wang Xu's head with a blow like a comet.
Wang Xu, this is the moment I've been waiting for.
For example, forwards in a football game, we can often see them suddenly bursting with amazing speed in short-distance sprints, but after the offense is destroyed or fouled and brought down, they will fall to the ground and gasp for breath, and even behave It was very painful.
It also seems that after we usually lift a fairly heavy dumbbell and then put it down, the arm muscles will feel pain when they relax.
Strength, speed, technology, sensitivity, the coordination and combination of these factors is explosive power. But the more concentrated, short, and high-intensity muscle bursts, the greater the load that will be brought after the extremely rapid contraction of the muscles.
Therefore, the moment after the all-out attack was launched, just for that fleeting moment... Dreber would be a vulnerable existence.
Dragon Slaying Chapter, Fighting Technique, Eagle Attack.
Wang Xu captured the killing moment like a falcon. When Zhui Bo's crazy attack missed, the short second of losing his strength was enough for Wang Xu to put him to death.
With a puff, Wang Xu's slightly slender arm pierced through Dreb's torso that was like a fortified wall, and black viscous liquid gushed out from Dreb's chest cavity.
When Wang Xu pulled out his arm, the black blood sprayed into the air like rain. Zhui Bo's huge body crashed to the ground, Wang Xu snapped his fingers, and buried him with his own hands in the dark abyss.
"You have indeed become more terrifying." Derek said, and his chanting stopped at some point: "It seems to be aggressive, but it is actually a disguise. The two punches you received earlier were just layouts for This is the last blow."
Wang Xu smeared the black blood on his clothes indiscriminately: "So what?"
"Isn't this despicable? On the surface, it seems to be very fanatical, but in fact it keeps calm in its heart." Derek sneered.
"Despicable?" Wang Xu covered his shoulders with his hands, and stretched his neck: "You guys are engaging in siege, taking stimulants, and you are talking nonsense with me? Do you know that there is shame in the world?"
"Huh... the Great Cemetery!" Derek didn't talk to him anymore, his preparations for black magic had ended just now, and he started it with a wave of his hand.
Wang Xu only felt that the temperature around him dropped suddenly. This was not an illusion, but the real cold. The wailing of countless undead resounded in the criss-crossing streets and alleys of London, one after another, lingering.
"What? Use low-level ghosts to deal with ghost hunters? This is the world of terror, even if I crush all the souls and send them to the sea of darkness, there will be no consequences." Wang Xu said confidently.
Derek snorted coldly: "You can try."
Wang Xu's pupils suddenly contracted. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell, but an instinctive sense of crisis invaded his heart. He lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and found that his body had turned into a translucent nothingness.
Derek smiled and said: "Understood? In the necropolis, there are only undead. You are, and so am I..." He raised his head, and the sky was suddenly filled with white wandering spirits: "They... too."
Wang Xu knew that his spirit body was gone, and all he had left was his soul. Then, there is only one way of fighting left.
The power to dominate.
Wang Xu closed his eyes, and the existence of those undead became clearer, and their malice and aggressiveness were not concealed. But the moment he closed his eyes, no undead approached within ten meters of him as the center, and a circular area was emptied out.
"Do you have to use it... Hmph... what kind of game is this?" Wang Xu said to himself, and the circle's scope was gradually expanding.
The horror-filled wails of the undead became louder and louder. They were fleeing from Wang Xu's side, because the spirits that were closer had been destroyed.
Only Derek was still standing there, he was close to the edge of the emptied area, but he didn't seem to be going to run, but wrapped his whole body with black energy.
"You don't want to kill a demigod-level existence by tearing up ordinary souls, do you? Wang Xu." Derek's tone was still confident.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xu replied indifferently: "Yes."
Derek's calm expression froze on his face, and two-thirds of his body turned into nothingness when he heard Wang Xu's words.
"Demigod level? Isn't it just a soul..." Wang Xu said disdainfully.
A dazzling bright light came on, and after a moment of daze, Wang Xu realized that he had returned to the front of the chessboard, and Mr. You was looking at him with his small eyes blinking.
"Fatty... I really doubt whether the difficulty on your side is as difficult as mine."
"Hehe... Don't worry, my fear is far worse than yours. If you think it's unfair, I can introduce you to some people I remember being afraid of."
"I think it's better to avoid it..." Wang Xu stretched out his hand and drew a curse card as he said.
Mr. You also rolled the dice, and a loose-looking magic circle appeared on the card. Its Chinese name was Killer Bee.
The pieces moved on the chessboard by themselves, and Mr. You also fell silent...