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Volume 3 The Return of Christ Chapter 130 Sneak Attack

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    Under the crazy attack of No. 12, not to mention the trees, even the surrounding ground was hit by devastating blows. His heavy fist was swung like a windmill, and it actually made a "bang bang" sound as it broke through the air.  Watching from a distance, as the saying goes, "it doesn't last long." No one can maintain this state for a long time. As soon as the violent state disappears, No. 12's death will come.  Sure enough, in just twenty seconds, No. 12's movements had slowed down significantly, and his strength was declining sharply. The rapid loss of vitality made him completely lose his fighting ability. He once again swung his heavy fist and broke a big tree next to him.  After the tree, No. 12 hugged another big tree and kicked it hard, but it only shook the trunk of the tree, and the leaves on the tree "squeaked". No. 12's figure suddenly trembled, then shook a few times, and slowly  He slowly fell to the ground along the trunk of the tree.  "Hehe, it's my favorite moment again!" Kuang Tu jumped up with a wild smile, swung a flail with both hands and struck it on the head. No. 12 staggered and struggled to resist, but before he raised his arm, Kuang Tu's attack had already  Arrived in front of me.  At this time, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. How could he compete with the physically strong Kuang Tu.  There was a "click" sound, and No. 12's right arm was also fractured. The flail was so powerful that after breaking the arm, it suddenly hit him on the top of the head. The hammer head collided with No. 12's skull, making a "poof"  A muffled sound.  Kuang Tu turned around and stepped forward, using the strength of his waist to swing the flail again. This time the blow accurately hit No. 12's face, directly turning his pig's nose into a ball of meat paste. At this time, he had the absolute upper hand.  Kuang Tu's cruelty and fury burst out, and he hammered down one hammer after another, as tyrannically as a barbaric demolition worker demolishing an illegal house.  One, two, three After the continuous heavy blows, No. 12 finally stopped struggling and lay sprawled on the ground. His fractured limbs were still twitching irregularly, as if his head had been cut off.  Like a frog that relies on spinal nerves to move.  Kuang Tu suddenly took a step back, took a deep breath, and tapped the toes of his right foot. Suddenly, a bright silver light flashed across Kuang Tu's body.  A bright silver ball of light.  Kuangtu shouted loudly, and swung his right foot upwards straight over his head, then used force to draw a semicircle downward and landed on the ground. Two moon-white light waves, one large and one small, suddenly emerged from the air and accurately hit No. 12's chest.  His head, his strong skull, could not withstand the impact of these two light waves, and it split into two gaps as wide as fingers. No. 12 was already on the verge of death. After suffering such a powerful attack, his heart suddenly stopped.  Beating, completely losing his life. Kuangtu breathed in big mouthfuls of air. After using this double-splitting move that he was not very proficient in, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and his heart beat twice as fast as usual.  Seven or eight seconds later, when he saw Kuang Tu breathing heavily, the archer rolled his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.  Seeing that No. 12's head was not broken, Kuang Tu was dissatisfied and picked up the sledgehammer and hit him on the head again. With a muffled "pop" sound, No. 12's head turned into a rotten watermelon with bloody water.  Kuang Tu was splashed all over his body, but he didn't take it seriously. He stretched out his hand and wiped the blood and sweat on his face and threw it to the ground. "It feels so good!" Seeing the archer standing aside, Kuang Tu had an unhappy face, "  You dare to interfere in my battle?" The archer was stunned and said quickly, "No, no, I just want to help. I can't do it." "But" "I'm in a good mood now. I won't kill you.  Go away." The archer was furious, but after comparing the strengths of both sides, he really didn't have the guts to challenge the other side. He turned around and left in dissatisfaction, his hot face against his cold butt.  Watching the archer turn around, Kuang Tu's face was immediately filled with a cruel and murderous aura. He ducked behind the archer, thrust the dagger into the archer's back, stirred hard, and then slashed downwards, "Stab  "La!" With a sound, the archer's green ranger suit was cut with a long crack, and his back and buttocks were stabbed with deep bloody gashes by the blade.  The archer couldn't help but scream, and immediately realized that Kuang Tu was sneaking up on him. He was about to run out regardless of the pain on his body, when suddenly a huge force came from his neck and trapped him. As he ran with all his strength, the archer  His neck was almost strangled, and there was a pain in his throat, and he couldn't help but cough violently.  Kuangtu pulled the archer's arm hard, and struck the archer's joint with his elbow. The archer's arm suddenly turned back and bent into a terrible angle. Under the severe pain, the archer's coughing stopped.  His face was flushed and he couldn't breathe.  ??A beautiful ring worn on the ring finger of the archer's right hand suddenly burst open, and a strong magical energy suddenly rose.Kuang Tu instinctively felt that something was not good, and was about to use force to break the archer's neck, but a huge force suddenly came from the archer, and almost pushed Kuang Tu out sideways. Kuang Tu only felt that the archer's neck was broken.  There seemed to be an invisible and slippery protective layer on the surface of his body, blocking his arms.  At this critical moment, the archer activated his power derived from the elf blood and successfully fended off Kuang Tu. His arm seemed to have turned into an eel covered in grease. After twisting rapidly in succession, the broken arm  His arm actually broke free from Kuang Tu's grasp, and he saw the archer using his feet to get away.  How could Kuang Tu tolerate this happening?  He stretched out his hand and grabbed the archer's shoulder. As soon as Kuangtu's fingers caught the archer's shoulder, he suddenly felt his fingers slipping, as if he had caught a piece of slippery soap. He used no strength at all, and the archer's figure shook.  , easily evading Kuang Tu's grasp. Just as he was about to take this opportunity to escape, he heard a "click" sound coming from under his feet. The archer felt that his entire right leg suddenly lost consciousness, and he suddenly lost consciousness while running.  He lost his balance and fell out, falling heavily to the ground.  The next moment, the archer suddenly hugged his right leg and screamed on the ground. The grab on Kuang Tu's hand just now was just a feint, and the kick below was the real killing move. Kuang Tu kicked forward and hit the knee joint.  The archer's joints were stuck, and then he suddenly exerted force to press down. This kind of anti-joint injury was extremely terrifying. One blow directly destroyed the archer's right leg ligament and knee meniscus at the same time, leaving the archer unprepared.  , and suddenly became crazy about killing.  No mercy, no mercy, Kuang Tu knows very well the principle of eradicating the root of the grass. Although the archer's leg was seriously injured and there was no chance of escape, Kuang Tu still launched his strongest attack, and rushed forward like a hungry tiger, with a dirty hand.  Yang in one hand, with both hands in the shape of tiger claws, grabbing at the archer's neck
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