thump!
As the parasitic mist worm died, the controlled corpses fell to the ground one after another.
Wuming then turned his gaze back to Su Jingyao. Su Jingyao's heart was beating fast and she immediately shouted loudly, determined to launch the final sprint of her life.
She clenched her fists and performed the most basic third move of the Mingzhu Three Punches - Prison Ox.
This move requires extremely high footwork, and it does not seek to be successful but to avoid mistakes. It is specifically used against mutated beasts that are much larger than itself, and mainly focuses on maneuvering and unloading force.
Wuming looked at Su Jingyao's fist and couldn't help but smile.
Speaking of which, he hasn't used the Three Pearl Punches for a long time, mainly because his strength is too strong and some basic things are completely unnecessary.
Instead of being fancy, it is better to use strong force to throw bricks and defeat clever tricks.
Su Jingyao punched into the dark mist, and when her punch missed, she quickly stepped back. She was well aware of the essence of Prison Ox, which meant that although she was very nervous, she had not actually lost her mind.
But the next moment, the dark mist turned into tentacles and wrapped around her hands and feet.
"I saved your life, so it shouldn't be too much to ask you for a drop of blood, right?" Wuming said with a smile as he looked at Su Jingyao who was struggling.
The problem is that the sound became somewhat terrifying when it was transmitted through the shell of the Grim Reaper, and the Nether Mist tentacles also gave Su Jingyao many bad associations.
A drop of blood
What did this monster want to do to her
"Help, help, help!" She immediately struggled and shouted for help, hoping that a strong person passing by could save her.
Wuming was just about to open the chest of the Death Shell and use his real body to have a good talk with Su Jingyao, when a loud shout came from a distance: "Monster, let go of Sister Jingyao!"
Then a woman with squinting eyes rushed over quickly!
"Sister Zhang Ping, run, this monster is very strong, go find the patrol team!" Su Jingyao shouted loudly immediately after hearing the voice of the person coming.
Wuming frowned and looked at the woman running towards him. He couldn't help but touch his face. This woman actually looked somewhat similar to him.
"Watch the punch!"
Zhang Ping rushed forward and immediately threw three consecutive punches with his flaming fists.
However, her fist did not leave any trace on the shell of the Grim Reaper. She immediately stepped back, flames came out of her feet, and she jumped high into the air, kicking down from above.
There are countless similar individuals in countless parallel worlds, and naturally there are also similar individuals of exactly opposite genders.
The Zhang Ping in this world is not only a female, but also does not possess infinite-level superpowers, but only practical-level superpowers called "Flame Fists and Kicks".
As the name suggests, she can control flames from her hands and feet and damage targets through additional elemental attacks.
Although it is only a practical-level superpower, it is already considered a relatively advanced ability among practical-level superpowers. If one can master one or two punches or kicks and grasp the mysteries behind them, it is entirely possible to become a city-defense-level superpower.
However, in front of the Death Shell, this ability is obviously far from enough.
Wuming raised his hand and grabbed Zhang Ping's leg directly, then shook it lightly to remove the force from Zhang Ping.
"I'm a human being, can you please not be so impulsive and excited?" Wuming said helplessly.