My Skills Are Not Serious

　　 Charming was seriously injured in order to save himself. Chen Fang's anger was ignited, and she carefully laid the Charming on the ground. He roared and rushed towards the tyrant wild boar.

　　 During the running process, Chen Fang called the source energy to "fight" the forged flame ghost knife.

　　 At the same time, he released his anger and ignited, and the white flames spread to his head, dragging out a wild and gorgeous match.

　　 Then Chen Fang's opponent's flame ghost knife used the limit to liberate. The half-meter-long blade instantly exploded into a three-meter large blade. The rolled flame looked like sharp chain teeth. The full text of 噺⒏⑴The fastest んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/

　　 At the same time, put the index finger and **** of the left hand together, and with the power of the lightning strike pattern, wiped across the blade to attach the thunder-attracting rune to the flame sword.

This was not enough. When he was less than one meter away from the tyrant Boar, Chen Fang used "Boundary Liberation" on his own body. Through the "ignition of anger", the swollen muscles swelled again and again, and his body soared and turned into a giant. .

　　 "Boundary Liberation" puts a heavy load on the body. Chen Fang's epidermis has cracked, and blood seeps through the cracks, making his whole body look like a strange tattoo, making him look like a fiendish demon.

　　 "drink"

Rushing in front of the tyrant Boar, Chen Fang grabbed his fangs with one hand, leaned forward with both feet, and stepped back against the impact, stopping the momentum of the tyrant Boar's charge, and shining the tyrant Boar's head with a fiery knife. Hack down.

　　 The fierce fire slashed through the tough scalp of the tyrant wild boar. The black thunder that descended from the sky helped him break the skull of the tyrant wild boar. The scorching flame burned part of his brain, and the tyrant wild boar screamed in pain.

　　 Chen Fang let go of the hand that grabbed the fangs, changed from one hand to both hands to hold the flame sword, and wanted to split the tyrant wild boar's head once.

But the painful and unbearable tyrant wild boar became violent. The light of the green element on his body skyrocketed, and the wound on his head quickly healed. The blue eyes turned blood red. The size also soared to five meters. The strength and defense power increased greatly. He lifted Chen Fanglian away with a knife.

　　 was lifted into the air. Chen Fang didn't panic. He adjusted and turned over in mid-air. When he landed, he immediately kicked the ground. The soles of his feet broke the ground. His body rushed out again, and his hands slashed the tyrant boar again.

"Roar"

　　 Looking at Chen Fang, who rushed over again, the blood-red eyes of the tyrant wild boar were full of hatred, and he adjusted the position of his fangs to stab Chen Fang.

　　 Facing the stabbing big fang, Chen Fangliehuo's big knife directly slashed out and slashed on the fang, sparks shot in all directions, and a profound thunder struck down, directly breaking the root of the fang.

　　 Losing a fang, the tyrant wild boar hated Chen Fang even more, and he slammed into it directly.

　　 and cut off a fang, Chen Fang's blazing knife was also completely broken. Seeing the tyrant wild boar bumped into it, he stopped drawing his knives, and hit directly with his bare hands.

　　 "嘭"

　　 Chen Fang slammed his fist on the pig's head, and after the muffled sound, he flew out again and slipped a ten-meter gully on the ground to stop his figure. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

　　 "Chen Fang."

　　 Jimo yelled anxiously with his charming help.

　　 "Ahem, I'm fine." Chen Fang climbed up from the ground, and said in a deep voice while supporting his right arm with his left hand.

　　 But looking at his twisted arm, the **** fist with bones exposed, it doesn't look like it's okay.

　　 "Sister Wu wants to leave here for treatment."

　　 Chen Fang finished twisting the dislocated bones, and straightened up, and then gave himself a hammer to treat his trauma.

　　 Jimo wanted to stay and help Chen Fang, but her charming complexion was now looking at the appearance of fainting. She was worried that she might leave a dark wound if she didn't stabilize her injury first, so she gritted her teeth and helped her to leave.

　　 When the two left, they did not attract the attention of the tyrant Boar. It would be shaking its head. Just now, Chen Fang hit the forehead with a punch. The brain was shaken and it almost couldn't stabilize its body.

　　Chen Fang treated his injuries here, and the tyrant Boar shook his head. There was no conflict between the two sides for a while, but this was only temporary.

"Roar"

　　 The tyrant wild boar who felt his recovery screamed and rushed towards Chen Fang.

　　 "drink"

After Chen Fang healed his arm until he could move, he stopped taking care of him. When he saw the tyrant wild boar rushing over, he shouted and called the skills obtained by the blood-red bride behind him, and the **** cross shield appeared in front of him, blocking the tyrant wild boar. Shock.

　　 "Die me."

　　 Taking advantage of the opportunity of the tyrant wild boar being stopped by the cross shield, Chen Fang took a step forward, grabbing his fangs with both hands, his arms violently violently, he lifted the whole tyrant wild boar, and then slammed it to the ground.

　　"Boom"

　　 The heavy pig landed on the ground, and a large dirt pit was smashed out, splashing countless dirt, and also causing vibrations in the surrounding graphics.

Before waiting for the tyrant wild boar who fell to his feet, he struggled to get up. Chen Fang turned and straddled the tyrant wild boar's neck like Wusong beat a tiger. He desperately suppressed him from getting up. At the same time, he raised his fists and punched him. head on.

　　 One punch, two punches...

　　 The double-strength fist was slow to fast, but later, the shadow of the fist was no longer visible, and it hit the head of the tyrant Boar.

　　 Being beaten by Chen Fang and pressed down, the tyrant Boar suddenly became anxious. He kept shaking his head and struggling desperately. The dirt under his head was dug out into a small hole, and the dirt piled up on both sides.

　　 The tyrant wild boar's constantly swaying head caused Chen Fang to smash his fist on the ground several times, and almost made him turn off the pig's neck.

　　 Chen Fang was so angry that Chen Fang pressed the tyrant wild boar's head with one hand, pressed his head with all his strength, and then raised his iron fist to do his best, punching it down.

Like a hammer piling, there is a bang every time, every time there is a splash of blood, I do not know whether it is the blood of Chen Fang or the blood of a tyrant wild boar ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ I don't know if it is a hundred or more than a thousand, Chen Fang's fist was stained with blood, and when he looked closely, he could still see the exposed bones. This was because he had broken his hands.

　　, the head of a tyrant wild boar was beaten like garlic. The fisted side had no good meat, the eyes were blown out, the cheeks were pierced to expose the gums and tongue, the bones of the lower jaw were cracked, and they broke at sight.

As time passed, Chen Fang’s tyrant wild boar, who was crushed by Chen Fang on the ground and was still struggling with green light, gradually lost his feet, and the screams gradually disappeared. The former vigorous green light, now The dimness disappeared, and the tyrant wild boar could no longer hear the self-healing ability. Its red-eyed face, which was buried in the ground on the other side, gradually faded, turning back to the original blue and slowly dulling. The small group of flying dust that he had brought up gradually became smaller and thinner, and now it was sometimes undetectable when he sniffed, and it was not far from death.

　　 At the moment when "Ignite Fury" and "Boundary Liberation" failed, Chen Fang's punch completely blasted half of the tyrant Boar's head.

　　 Weakness came on time, Chen Fang's body returned to his original shape, but he seemed to lose his mind. He punched his weak fist, still hitting the tyrant wild boar who had become a muddy flesh.

After hitting a few more punches, a fierce hunger surged up, and Chen Fang, who had lost his senses and could only save his eyes, began to turn red, the corners of his mouth salivated, and he stopped his hands. He leaned forward and opened his mouth like a hungry ghost. The white teeth gnawed fiercely on the head of the tyrant wild boar.

　　 Click, click...

　　 The sound of chewing sounded under the night, spreading far away, it was creepy.