Chapter 727 (1/2)

One step, two steps, three steps. Dechai seems to enjoy the last moment of killing the prey. He deliberately slowed down his pace, even I deeply stirred his nose.

In dog language, it means demonstration, but it also means excitement.

Dechai is like a crazy dog, approaching the grave lying on the ground.

Then he raised his foot and stepped on the grave chest.

Even if the transformer is lying in front of him, he is sure to trample him into scrap iron.

What's more, it's a human who inhaled the corpse poison?

Duchamp was sure of the blow. He had put out his tongue and was ready to receive the blood that was about to splash in the air.

However, when dechai's feet fell, there was a bang. What splashed up was not solemn blood, but countless stones.

When ducai looked down, he saw that he was still in a state of unconsciousness, and now he became bright. He was staring at him with clear eyes, and there was a trace of banter in the corner of his mouth.

Basong was also stunned by the scene. He saw that he had inhaled a breath of corpse gas, and it was precisely because of the breath that he was attacked by dechai.

What is the situation?

It seems to see the doubts of dechai and Basong, and the solemn smile is more and more cheap. Then I saw a solemn mouth, a black red corpse gas from the solemn mouth, like a sharp arrow, shooting at dechai.

Duchai was in a daze, and suddenly he was shot by the solemn corpse air.

Although the corpse Qi would not do any harm to him, it would spray solemnly fast and quickly. As soon as the corpse Qi touched dechai's hard muscle, it suddenly seemed like a column of water sprayed on the wall and burst open.

The black air shrouded in dechai's eyes, obscuring dechai's sight.

And at this time, the solemn and fierce hold up the remnant front, a small range of shaking, and then cut toward the abdomen of dechai.

After a cut, without waiting for the residual front to land, a solemn wrist lift, and then a reverse upward pull. Pull to dechai's neck and press down again with solemn arms. It's another cut

In such a moment, solemnity showed eleven cuts in succession!

Each cut follows the previous route and cuts on the scar of the previous knife.

The power of eleven cuts is stacked layer upon layer, just like the high-speed vibration of the cutting saw, cutting into the wood of the big tree bit by bit.

High!

The remnant blade trembled and gave out a dragon song. On the edge of the remnant front, a drop of black blood slid down the edge and burned the white marble plate to black.

The eleven cuts finally broke the defense of dechai!

Ducai was stunned by the eleven cuts. He looked down at the shallow wound on his chest, where the scales were completely cut to pieces, revealing ducai's flesh and blood. A trace of blood is seeping from the wound, like the morning dew on the grass leaves in the morning.

”Ouch!”

All of a sudden, a crazy roar broke out in ducai.

I was injured by a prey? How dare this prey hurt itself? Dechai felt that his dignity was challenged.

In the wolf pack, the wolf face dare to challenge their opponents, there is only one way to deal with, that is to tear it up!

Dexiao is going to tear up the solemn now, and let the solemn regret challenge his dignity.

It has to be said that after his madness, dechai's strength soared, and his whole body exuded black and red corpse gas. He seemed to be a burning man, murderous, and went to his solemn side.

And solemnity stood in the same place, motionless, seemingly fearless.

When duchai saw this scene, he became more furious. Is this prey not afraid of itself? What a shame!

So ducai burst out a roar again and rushed to the solemn body.

Solemnity drags the remnant front like that, as if has given up the resistance.

”Die.” Basong's eyes flashed a fierce color. He knew what the strength of de Chai was after the fury. It was absolutely impossible for him to resist! Not even with that knife!

Boom, ducai's body is full of fishy wind, and the fingernails on ducai's claws pop up an inch, and he is about to touch the solemn skin.

As long as you feel the solemnity, you can tear Zhuang chonghuo to pieces!

But solemnity hasn't moved up to now. It seems that I'm really not ready to resist.

Ducai couldn't help but have a little doubt in his eyes, and he was a little slow.

And this is the turning point of the battle.

I saw a kind of strange brilliance in my solemn eyes, breathed out and drank: ”thunder!”