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Chapter 281 Whoever let go first is the dog?

Chapter 281 Whoever lets go first and who is the dog?

The knife head rubbed against the ground, and Tong Qiu walked straight towards the emperor who was standing in front of the army.

He was very arrogant and had no defensive measures. He grabbed the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, then took a slow step and walked towards the terracotta warriors.

One of the terracotta warriors was tangled with tentacles and wanted to act. The tail of the corpse dragon fell from the sky and directly slapped the body of the terracotta warriors into pieces!

The corpse dragon hovering in the sky dripped corpse water and rotten dragon scales towards the ground. The fake monk twisted Buddhist beads in his hand and stayed there, driving the corpse dragon to clear the obstacles ahead for Tongqiu.

Wangcai also stayed in place, but stood on the other side. It originally wanted to use the corpse shells on the Madman Asylum to carry out a carpet-style blow to the entire altar, but it suddenly found the terracotta soldiers who were slapped into pieces by the corpse dragon.

After the corpses scattered all over the ground can be controlled by themselves, the tactical core will change.

The corpses of the terracotta warriors flew up and landed on the bodies of the terracotta warriors pounced towards Tong Qiu in turn, causing a chain explosion!

For a moment, the sound of explosions on the altar came one after another, and the explosion sparks almost lit up the entire dark storm disaster center!

The light hit the corpse dragon circling above his head, making the rotten flesh and blood even more disgusting. The whole scene looked like a battle between monsters, and there was no normal person on both sides at all!

From time to time, fish that escaped from Wangcai and the fake monk escaped, and raised the weapons in their hands and slashed towards Tong Qiu, but he still ignored them.

laugh--

The bone staff containing extraordinary power penetrated the head of the terracotta warriors. The terracotta warriors, called the hand of the quack doctor, burst out from under his windbreaker like a tail, wrapped around the terracotta warriors, and then threw it away.

It fell to the ground and made a big pit.

"You are so big," while wiping the blood on the bone staff, the quack doctor stroked the brain slices on the top of the bone staff. "If your crew is not strong, you have died hundreds of times."

"No, Mr. Quit Doctor, I think there is a big misunderstanding in your words," the sick and charming saint walking on the other side of Tongqiu held a magical staff, lowered his head and prayed with sincerity, but he was correcting his mouth.

The quack doctor's words, "I think it is precisely because the captain believes in our strength that he dares to be so arrogant. The logic of your words is not correct."

The quack doctor glanced at Tong Qiu and said nothing, "I hope he thinks so."

The magical staff and the bone staff cleaned up the nearest threat for Tong Qiu, and sent Tong Qiu, who was in full condition to the emperor.

Behind, Wangcai, who was carrying out a large-scale bombing, heard Xiaobai's whisper coming from his ear, "I seem to know who the person who has been talking to my ear before..."

Xiaobai heard it very clearly just now. As a psychic, she identified where the soul she had just talked to was, and also confirmed that she had been whispering in her ears since the first time she entered the storm disaster.

The voice that just now tried to talk to me belongs to the same soul!

Wangcai does not have the ability of a psychic, so I don’t know what Xiaobai is saying, but when he is at this altar, he can feel a powerful sense of oppression.

Moreover, this sense of oppression does not seem to come from Gatanjeu.

Bang —!

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword swept across the Qinglong sword, and the warriors in front of him were cut off by Tong Qiu. At this moment, the only one that appeared in front of Tong Qiu was the emperor who was controlled by tentacles.

The quack doctor and the sick saint turned around, "Let's deal with it later, let's play slowly by yourself."

Without talking to his crew, Tong Qiu watched the emperor walk down from his throne, holding the long sword in his hand, pointing at him, full of provocation.

"Just just now, one of my crew members asked me to help you get rid of it, and I promised her," Tong Qiu didn't care about the other party's provocation at all, and spoke at his own heart, "So, I'll let you choose.

"How do you want to die?"

The silver light flashed in the field of vision. Tong Qiu took a step back and flashed through the prick of the knife. His alienated arm raised and grabbed a bunch of tentacles that surged out of the emperor's neck, "Both sides? How alive

mean!"

The tentacles were slippery like loaches, and they easily broke free from Tongqiu's clamp. Four cracks were cracked on the top, and they opened their cross-shaped mouth like petals. The smelly mouthpiece was filled with sticky saliva.

It really looks uncomfortable.

These dozens of tentacles implemented the tactic of casting wide nets and fishing more, and all rushed towards Tong Qiu's face. The latter was startled, "Tong·Kiss? This is too inspiring!"

The Void Prosthetic Crawls out from behind Tong Qiu, and the one-eyed eye in the palm of his palm stares at the crazy tentacles, but it cannot stop it, and can only slightly weaken its speed of movement!

Although Tong Qiu hadn't used the ability of the Eye of Void for a long time, he did not expect that these tentacles were so powerful that even the Eye of Void could not suppress their actions.

But it is enough to slightly slow down the speed of movement!

When a normal person faces such a scene where a large number of mouthparts are attacking him, he must be twisting his body and head frantically, trying to avoid the attack of the mouthparts.

But Tong Qiu didn't do that.

With his powerful instantaneous computing power of the igneous golden eyes, he suddenly poked out his head.

He bit one of the "petals" that bloomed like a petal!

Even Tong Qiu's mouth and tongue tip could feel the rows of fine and sharp teeth in the tentacle mouthpiece, and the viscous saliva flowed from the tip of his hair to his cheeks, but he didn't let go!

"Don't be afraid," Tong Qiu bit one of the mouthparts of the tentacles, with a madness hidden in his sharp eyes. He almost squeezed out this sentence from his teeth, "Whoever gives up first will be a dog!"

It seemed that the tingling made the tentacles crazy. More than one dozen tentacles hit Tong Qiu's body like a hydraulic press. The teeth were embedded in his body, except for the alienated arms and legs.

It can withstand the entry of these fine teeth.

Now this scene looks weird.

It looks like a man and a monster hugging each other, and then planting strawberries against each other.

Even when the quack doctor turned around and cared about Tong Qiu's condition, he had to look back with inferiority when he saw this scene.

His creativity is indeed something he will never be able to match in his life.

Of course, this is not an ordinary strawberry planting, and Tong Qiu would not let a tentacle monster squeeze himself into a mummy.

Even though my limbs are basically unable to move normally now, this does not mean that I have no way to act.

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword suddenly broke away from Tong Qiu's right hand, and the Void Agent body grabbed the handle of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword made of the spine, and then raised it in the air.

With one knife, cut off the tentacles directly from the emperor's neck!

It was easy to cut these tentacles with both good and evil aura, and it was easy to cut them open, without even any sense of jerk. The tentacles that twisted wildly due to the stinging pain fell to the ground.

"Damn!" Tong Qiu let go of his mouth and pulled out the tentacles planted on him one by one, and blood overflowed. Now he looked like a human-shaped showerhead. Adding some water to it can be used to water it.

it took.

From a distance, it even looks like the origami material that is "cut out of the dotted line" in paper-cut textbooks. It feels like cutting it open and then sticking it together with glue to get a square paper man.

And, the most important point is...

It hurts and itchy, and it feels like I was bitten by a poisonous mosquito. It is neither to scratch nor to scratch.

Monster! Are you a tentacle monster or a mosquito monster? Quickly show me your true form!
Chapter completed!
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