Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

It may be that this blow was too powerful, too much force was used, several blood vessels in Fang Xiu's body burst again, and blood flowed out.

His right hand was completely useless, hanging down limply, as if it had no bones.

But in the next second, countless silver hairs pierced into the flesh and blood of the right arm, sutured the blood vessels, connected the skeletal muscles, and made the right hand move again.

Swish!

Fang Xiu thrust the scalpel into the ground without warning.

There was a sudden scream from the ground, followed by blood oozing out.

It turned out that the earth-type crafty slave had already sneaked into the ground, preparing to attack Fangxiu.

But it was predicted by Fang Xiu in advance, and before the other party showed up, he stabbed him with a knife and attacked him first.

It has only been a short time since the battle, and two of the three second-tier cunning slaves have died, leaving only the black-armored cunning slave.

All the bells and whistles are dead, but those who rely on their bodies to fight like the black armored slave are still strong.

Fang Xiu's ability is sky-high, but it is more difficult to face a straightforward fighter like the black armored slave.

His black armor and pitch-black spear are very tough and can withstand the attack of the scalpel. The scalpel is not invincible, and its cutting ability increases with the increase of the input force.

Although the two cunning slaves were dealt with in a short time, Fang Xiu's condition is very bad at this time. He has experienced too many life-and-death battles along the way, and his body has already reached its limit.

However, his mental state has never been better.

"Jie Jie Jie...it will be your turn soon." Fang Xiu tilted his head strangely, as if his neck was broken, and his two eyes, one black and one red, stared straight at the nightmare, which was creepy .

Although Nightmare was a little terrified, he still had the chance to win.

At this time, the attack of the black-armored crafty slave arrived.

Fang Xiu fought with him with a scalpel in his hand, no matter how tricky or fierce the attack was, he would take it one by one.

However, although the attack was blocked, the huge strength of the opponent was transmitted to Fang Xiu through the weapon.

His bones cracked under the strain.

Accompanied by another attack, Fang Xiu blocked it again, but his right leg was broken directly under the huge force.

Seeing the twisted right leg, Fang Xiu showed displeasure: "The human body is really weak."

The next moment, countless silver hairs poured in, successfully connected the right leg, and controlled the movement of the right leg.

"I wanted to have a little more fun, but it seems that this body has reached its limit, so let's kill you with one blow."

As he said that, a majestic and strange power surged out of the scalpel again, pouring into Fang Xiu's body.

boom!

For a while, Fang Xiu's whole body was entangled in countless strange things, his silver hair danced wildly, and his right eye was bloody, like a demon god who came out of hell.

But in the next second, his body seemed to be torn apart, blood burst out continuously, and his bones creaked.

It was about to fall.

Seeing this, Meng Meng hurriedly stopped the black-armored crafty slave, and looked at Fang Xiu's body with great distress.

"Get down quickly and stop abusing my body."

"Fell down? How could I fall down in such a place, Jie Jie Jie... this is just the beginning!"

Horrific and frenzied laughter resounded throughout the audience, accompanied by countless weird roars. For a while, the voices that stopped for a while seemed to have overlapping sounds, as if there were countless weird laughs at the same time.

The next moment, countless silver hairs ran through his body and connected to every part of his body. He used the silver hairs to control his body like a puppet.

boom!

Fang Xiu's body suddenly broke free from the shackles of the air, and a huge sonic boom erupted.

His figure disappeared from sight.

The black-armored crafty slave was at a loss for a moment, not knowing where the enemy had gone, but the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, because a hideous face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then I just felt a force majeure attack, and the whole person was directly pushed to the ground, and the ground collapsed instantly, forming dense cracks like spider webs.

And Fang Xiu was riding on the body of the black-armored crafty slave, with blood in his eyes, and a grinning grin on his face.

"Jie Jie Jie...... How much can you resist?"

Swish swish!

The scalpel turned into countless afterimages, and stabbed fiercely at the face of the black-armored crafty slave.

The black-armored crafty slave quickly covered his face with his hands.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sound of dense metal interplay came.

At this time Fang Xiu was as excited as a child who found a new toy, dismantling it with both hands, and the scalpel fell crazily.

One cut, two cuts, three cuts......

Dense cracks continuously appeared on the black armor.

boom!

Finally, the black armor shattered, revealing the pale skin inside.

Pfft!

With one stab, blood flew across, staining Fang Xiu's cheeks red and igniting his excitement. He stabbed down again and again until the other's face was bloody and turned into mud.

Then, he raised his head and cast his eyes on Nightmare.

Nightmare's expression at this time was a bit complicated: "Are you a human or a cunning?"

Fang Xiu brought the scalpel to his mouth, gently licked the blood on the blade, and said with a sinister smile, "Of course it's a human."

"Do you believe this yourself?"

"If this is your last words, I suggest you reconsider."

Nightmare shook his head: "It seems that you are the real you now, and it was just an illusion before. Anyway, I'd better do it sooner. You are too crazy. I am really afraid that you will break my body."

As soon as it finished speaking, the blood moon in the sky suddenly grew bigger.

My family has two shifts today, and the leader thinks highly of me, and asked me to accompany me to drink at night. I am very grateful, and I hope that the leader will lose all his hair as soon as possible, and completely get rid of the baldness crisis.