Bug Master In Doomsday

The hilt of Wang Hu’s knife was stuck in the mouth of the blood snake of the blood snake,

That pair of high-quality labor protection shoes that he has worn from the construction site to the present, constantly kicking the upright waist of the blood snake,

A large piece of blood-colored scales the size of a fingernail was kicked off in front of Wang Hu’s strength and the iron-clad labor protection shoes.

The Blood Snake was angry, throwing away the knife stick stuck in his mouth, his huge body leaped out of the hole, eight or nine meters long, the thick body of the bucket suddenly squeezed into this small corridor, and the triangular tongue stood upright. At the same time, spitting out the bright red snake letter, the body in a circle looks particularly huge, almost jamming the entire passage.

Wang Hu was not moved by the deterrence of the giant snake, grinning, holding the knife high, and instantly slashing, the blade with the black toxin of the king tiger drew a sparkling spark on the tough scales of the snake's head, "Ang" The blood snake uttered a roar that was unique to reptiles, and a stream of blackened blood dripped from the snake's head.

The venom on Wang Hu’s blade has completely disappeared, replaced by the scaly armor on the head of the blood snake, and the black wound of flesh and blood.

Wang Hu's face was pale with his signature smile. The toxin on his blade has completely entered the wound. It is still a key place like the snake's head. This snake is dead.

Wang Mang frowned. It was true that the snake was dead, but Wang Hu actually condensed all his toxins onto the blade. Will he still be able to fight next?

Wang Mang’s guess is correct. The core of Wang Hu’s Poisonous Dragon Art is that the increase in toxicity also helps to improve his physique. The two complement each other. Without toxins, Wang Hu’s strength will be greatly reduced.

The blackened blood flowing on the scarlet scales of the giant snake looks a bit hideous and terrifying. The blood snake may also know that it will die soon. The thick bucket of the snake body is not afraid of the wounds cut by the tiger on the body. In a desperate situation, he rushed towards Wang Hu,

Wang Hu's face was pale, but he still held the snow knife in his hand tightly. A loud slashing sound came from the blood snake's body, and the blood snake was cut into a 20 cm deep hole. The blood snake didn't care and scurried. The speed of coming is not reduced at all, as if it was not its body that was being chopped.

"Hey, scare" the wounded blood snake didn't bite Wang Hu's neck for the first time, but instead surrounded him with his body. Wang Hu used his strength again and cut at the blood snake's body. With three knives, the knives penetrated into the flesh, and the bones were even visible in the last cut. The blood snake screamed strangely, suffering pain, and the thick body of the bucket tightened quickly, as if it was about to entangle the king.

"It's not good, it's strangling." This thought suddenly flashed through Wang Hu's mind. This entanglement is a good game of pythons. Once entangled, the bones will be strangled. Even if Wang Hu is strong, he will be strangled to death. ,

Wang Huqiang exercised his own composure, and carefully recalled some of the methods Mang usually gave him to deal with monsters. With that, Wang Hu put the blade in front of him with the blade facing outwards, and his hands tightly held the generous back of the blade.

The blood snake became tighter and tighter. The "Ang" blood snake raised its triangular head and let out a roar. It is estimated that the knife cut the meat. The red snake eyes became more red. The red one was a little crazy, a little hysterical, and huge. The snake's body wrapped Wang Hu tightly inside, his body squirmed, and kept tightening. The blood of the snake kept dripping like tap water.

"This snake wants to die with Wang Hu. In order to kill Wang Hu, even the pain of cutting a steel knife into the flesh can be endured. It is crazy," Wang Mang sighed as he looked at one person and one snake fighting.

"Aren't you going to save Wang Hu, it doesn't seem to be very good for him" Liu Ying was a little unbearable, and asked worriedly.

"The time has not come yet, let alone, Wang Hu won this battle," Wang Mang took out the cigarette case, lit a cigarette, looked at the blood snake's head, and said.