Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 138 Life and Death ([-])
As this bloody thought came to mind, Jing An took action for it in the next moment.He was still holding Elena's neck tightly, but at this moment his free left hand was holding a wrist that was grabbing his chest.

It happened to be the special part that extended the sharp nails like a long knife.

In the state of full firepower, with such a slow and weak movement, he could completely dodge it almost without warning of danger.

Even before the seven arms formed the 'encirclement', Jing'an had already made corresponding preparations.I saw his feet kicking upwards at this moment, along the opponent's slender upper body, and stepped on the left and right sides of Elena's abdomen.

Then, he squeezed the left arm of the opponent's wrist.At this moment, he suddenly exerted his strength.

The surging giant's power plays its ultimate role at this time.Under the ravages of the huge force, the inner bones and muscles of the arm were smashed together, and finally the tough outer skin like cowhide was torn apart, forming cruel marks like the bite of a wild beast.

puff.

Mixed with the movement of bone cracks and muscle lacerations, in the end there was only a crisp echo.Following the glaring bloodstains soaring into the sky, one of Elena's arms was torn off by Jing An.

For ordinary people, it is a maddening 'execution'.But for the monster right now, it only lost one-eighth of its mobility.

It's too time-consuming to tear them all apart, and Jing'an doesn't have such ample physical strength and leisure.

Be sure to go for one-hit kills.

After realizing this problem, his left hand reached out in front of him. In the slowed down world, Elena's expression was like a frozen statue.Still maintaining that joking look,
Just start here.

The right hand loosened slightly, and immediately slid upwards until it touched Elena's jawbone.And his left hand took the place of the former, and was accurately stuck on the thick link above the collarbone.

Inhale, concentrate.

The strength of the whole body is concentrated on the hands at this moment.

Jing'an's eyes narrowed slightly, and even his pupils began to bloom with brilliant golden circles that were difficult to conceal.His wrists tightened together at this moment, like a buffalo that was working hard, moving in two completely opposite directions.

Get started.

cluck cluck cluck...

Under the gradually horrified gazes of Aisha and the others, the continuous clicking sounds exploded like firecrackers, and the neck began to lengthen inch by inch, and then became more and more exaggerated beyond the normal level. , and finally presented what can be described as an outrageous scene.

Like a stretched rubber band, stretched to the limit.

No matter how tough and elastic the skin is, it cannot withstand such torture.Similarly, Elena's limit also has a clear scale.

Under the premise that Jing'an Si didn't hold back his hands, the neck that was torn by force and torn to twice its length was finally approaching the verge of collapse.After an inaudible echo, a prismatic crack no bigger than a fingernail surfaced on the blood-red skin.

The origin of the collapse is this moment.

After an extremely cruel sound, Jing An's wrists were suddenly separated—the two parts that were supposed to be one were separated by violence at this moment, becoming two independent individuals.With the red blood soaring into the sky, a twisted, twisted white long bone was pulled out from the wound, with some yellow and green dirt stuck to it, just a few glances, it was gone. It made Aisha and Jasmine feel a strong sense of discomfort.

A spine that is fresh and even steaming is not an image that ordinary people can accept.

"vomit……"

The retching one after another was carried by the cold wind and passed to Jing An's ears, only some short sounds like syllables remained.His expression didn't change at all. At this moment, he even threw away the head in his hand, let it fly in the air, and finally fell on the ruins, leaving a series of bright red traces.

The slightly twitching corpse, accompanied by streams of thick red blood, fell to Jing'an's feet.

Is this... enough?
Of course not.

It is necessary to further destroy half of her body to turn her body into pieces of different sizes.

In this case, although the possibility of Elena's resistance cannot be ruled out, since it is still within the duration of the characteristic ability, Jing'an has the capital to continue to test.

It's just that compared with the previous collision, the current situation should also improve.

After all, losing his head should have some influence on this 'monster'.

But before Jing An breathed a sigh of relief, a sudden pain surged, enveloping him from the beginning to the end, and arousing a violent reaction in him.

The early warning ability derived from danger perception has never had such an exaggerated warning.Jing'an's hairs stood on end at this moment, and even her breathing fell into a short stagnation.

A transfer must be made.

This idea just took shape, and it was already too late.

It was supposed to be in a state of acceleration, but it was suddenly interrupted at this moment—the gray-white world formed by the bullet time suddenly receded at this moment, and the sudden feeling of coloring quickly like splashed ink made Jing An fall into a delicate state. state.

His ability was interrupted, and the sudden sensation of returning made his movements deform accordingly.

But it was just a slight pause.

But it caused the 'prey' to lose the last chance to struggle, and then fell into the hunter's grid.

This feeling is not unfamiliar.

As early as a few weeks ago, he had already suffered a similar blow.

This is a strong position like that of a whale or a beast. In the face of a certain degree of vitality, Jing'an's self-discipline function will also be affected to a certain extent.

Failed.

This should also be a problem to be considered, but because of a momentary negligence, the opponent caught the loophole.

As this thought came to her mind, Jing An also felt her limbs being tightly bound.

At this moment, the seven arms showed a speed that subverted the image, and almost completely subdued Jing'an in an instant.Trying to break free one or two times, these long arms became more and more tightened, so that they were buckled into Jing An's skin, and under the cut marks, the same bright red liquid began to emerge from it.

"Sir, you are indeed very powerful."

"But unfortunately, your opponent is me."

The familiar voice should not appear at this time.

Jing'an's neck, which was tightly fastened, turned at this moment, driving him to turn his head halfway and look behind him.

The spatter wounds have healed.

The head that was supposed to be torn away somehow returned to Elena's body—no, strictly speaking.

"It's just a head, just grow it out."

(End of this chapter)