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Xia Ren was taken aback for a moment, then understood what the priest meant, and laughed out loud, not sure if it was because he was angry or because he really thought it was funny.

"You think I'm trying to stop you? Are you kidding me!"

He took a step forward and stomped heavily on the ground: "I don't care about the life or death of this city at all! I just want to pry the answer I want out of your mouth. Since you refuse to tell me, then I will hit you As long as you want!"

"But now, even if you regret it, it's useless."

"I've grown to hate you,

So either you kill me,

if you can't,

I will kill you! "

"You can't run away or do anything else until the battle between us is over!"

The priest was a little surprised at first, and then laughed in a low voice:

"You're a devil too."

"However, you are not enough to kill me!"

"How do you know if you don't try."

Xia Ren moved his torso.

Although affected by the fungus, there is sufficient supply of mana, and the rootless water has healed most of the wound.

Since being exposed to pollution, Xia Ren initially participated in various troublesome incidents when he had no choice but to complete the system's tasks and save his life.

Even after the system ended its initial guidance, its sense of presence gradually weakened, and it rarely interfered with his actions, but what followed was atypical insectophobia.

For a long time, the emotions generated by reason have been restraining Xia Ren, making him restrained, and always suppressing his inner impulse.

Before that, he was fighting for others.

This is the first time he's fighting for himself, not for ordinary people who have nothing to do with him.

It was also the first time that reason was no longer a drag on him, allowing him to act recklessly according to his own ideas.

The instinct of death and killing has become the greatest desire in his heart, and anyone who stands in his way will surely bear his wrath!

The priest and Xia Ren were like two wild beasts, rushing towards each other, colliding and biting fiercely.

Blood splattered, and broken flesh tissue flew across.

Every attack is life-threatening, and no one has a way out.

Xia Ren's tentacles slapped the priest's face, and the spiral hooks scratched his skin, and blood dripped instantly, while the slime mold on the priest's body spread along the tentacles, wrapping Xia Ren's body.

The priest's teeth were bleeding, and while Xia Ren was under the control of the slime mold, he turned his palm into a knife and slashed diagonally along his neck.

"go to hell!"

Not only did Xia Ren not retreat, but instead he held the crowbar tightly with both hands, leaped in front of the priest with one step, plunged hard into his chest, and swiped downward!

"You die too!"

The movements of the two seem to be flawed, and there is no move at all, but as long as you start to attack, you will inevitably be counterattacked by the opponent.

This is the most primitive and most terrifying battle.

"puff!"

Xia Ren's voice stopped abruptly.

The head turned and separated from the body.

His eyes were a little dazed, and his tentacles twisted erratically in mid-air.

On the neck was a horrible wound torn off by a powerful force, exposed to the air.

And the priest was also miserable at this time.

The crowbar cut through his abdomen from top to bottom, and the headless body continued to move, with both arms inserted deeply, tearing his internal organs.

"Uh-"

The priest grabbed Xia Ren's body and threw it hard on the ground in front of him.

But the latter kept holding his digestive tract tightly, making the two of them look like closely connected individuals. When Xia Ren was thrown out, his digestive tract was also pulled out together.

The unimaginable pain and the force of the traction caused the priest to fall to the ground. He landed on the dusty ground, and at the other end was Xia Ren's headless body.

"You bastard!"

The priest struggled to get up and sat on the ground.

He made up his mind, tore it off, and then held the rest of the internal organs with both hands, and sent them back to the abdominal cavity.

Xia Ren's body seemed to be loaded with springs, jumped up from the ground, and then ran around the roof with exaggerated steps, his movements looked ridiculous.

But no one can laugh when they see this kind of scene, and if they are a little weaker, they will probably go crazy with fear on the spot.

After going around a few times, Xia Ren finally found his head, hugged it between his shoulders.

"Old man, die if you have lived enough!"

The first thing he did when he regained consciousness was to continue to attack the priest.

Even though the injury was still serious, even to the point of death, the cut on the neck was only glued together, and the muscle tissue inside hadn't grown well yet, but he still rushed over.

The priest gritted his teeth and stood up. As soon as he moved, the wound on his abdomen opened again, and the internal organs flowed out.

In terms of repair speed, even if it is greatly restricted, Rootless Water is still a few seconds faster than those slime molds.

These few seconds were Xia Ren's only advantage!

"You monster!"

The priest's eyes widened, and the blue pupils finally became cloudy, and the bloodshot eyes quickly covered his eyes.

After so many provocations and pains, the priest has put everything on the line.

"Then let's die together!"

He clenched his fists, his nails pierced his palms, and the muscles in his forearms were tense, harder than steel.