The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 315: Fighting 2
The knotted muscles are as tall as rocks, like undulating mountains, exuding an indestructible meaning.

Under the infiltration of evil magic, the body was strong enough to withstand modern firearms, but it collapsed in front of a human hand.

"puff!"

Centered on the impact point, [Hercules] Miles's chest was deeply sunken, and the tattered denim overalls on his back silently turned into rags. The vertebrae were dislocated and bulged, and his limbs were all separated from each other by the beating. It was floating on the ground. If it hadn't been reborn as an undead evil corpse and was strong enough to withstand beatings, it would have required ten or eight cleaners to work for a long time to collect all the pieces of it.

The physique of the undead creature is very different from that of the living. Being so severely injured, not only does it not damage its roots, but it arouses the ferocious nature of this monster corpse. Its strong arms shook, and it raised two giant fists as big as volleyballs. The monster screamed and slammed towards the enemy's copper mask.

Unexpectedly, his opponent was not afraid of the titan-like Miles, who was nearly half his height. He clenched his fists and faced him head-on without dodging or dodging!

The two sides are larger and smaller in size. They seem to be clearly strong and weak, but the results of the battle are completely opposite.

"Crack-!"

The continuous crackling sounds like fried beans are like slow motion in a movie:
The dead gray skin was shattered...the purple muscles were shattered...the livid bones were shattered...

Fingertips shattered... palms shattered... forearms shattered...

Use strength to overcome strength, use strength to defeat strength!
The big hands covered with pimple-like fleshy scales did not stop at all, turning into fists and claws like a pair of steel pliers, tightly grabbing the enemy who had lost the ability to resist. Then the copper mask opened its fangs like a living creature and bit its neck. , the phosphorescent green-black breath was sucked out.

The remains of meat and bones were scattered like dense shotguns, and the surrounding furnishings such as colorful flags and posters at the snack stalls were in a mess.

Just as he was feasting, a strange light flashed on the broken glass window of the snack cart next to him, and several cotton candy machines that had been damaged by the battle suddenly started to spin crazily. Threads of pure white velvet fluttered like clouds in the sky, like a high wall of mist suddenly collapsing. There was also an overwhelmingly rich sweet scent of candy floating around, making people feel so drunk that they couldn't muster any energy.

[Hercules] Although Miles is not a living being, he happens to be very close to the original essence of the Yasha ghost general Jason. After devouring his corpse energy, he can benefit himself with a slight transformation. Naturally, he cannot let go of this opportunity.

The gathering speed of the "clouds and mist" seemed slow but was actually very fast, surrounding the Yasha Ghost General at its core. No matter how much he tore and kicked, it was just a light trembling, showing that he could overcome strength with softness.

Both of Miles' arms disappeared, leaving only his bare shoulders, and his body like a mountain of flesh was crumbling.

The candy fiber seems light, soft and harmless, but in fact it hides murderous intent. The debris and monster corpses on the ground along the way seem to have been scraped by thousands of sharp and tough steel wires and instantly turned into powder.

No matter how good the propaganda is, coupled with honorific titles such as Golden Corpse, Silver Corpse, and Flying Yaksha, these beings refined by Maoshan Zao Pavilion are still evil zombies. It is an innate ability to suck the essence of flesh and blood to replenish vitality.

The long-planned plot was successful. A black-skinned man wearing a brown lapel coat showed his figure. Instead of pointing with a thick iron hook in his right hand, a large area of ​​yellow hot sugar liquid appeared out of thin air, setting off a "wave" several meters high. He wanted to strike while the iron was hot and completely annihilate this terrifying undead warrior.

However, in the next second, a very thin and dazzling cyan blue electric light tore through the white mist and brown turbidity with the force of tearing the sky and the earth, and aimed straight at the black man!

"Boom!" After a breath, the rolling thunder followed.

The harsh electric light made hundreds of meters long deep marks on the ground. The smell of burnt protein drifted away. Hundreds of tiny charred ash fell down. In the distance, a group of insects with black and yellow ferocious patterns and exaggerated mouthparts appeared. , is running away in a hurry.

The black man's strange magic came from his own legendary concept and was connected to his consciousness. He had a premonition the moment it was broken. Before the killing disaster was imminent, he broke into a large swarm of poisonous bees and dispersed in a hurry. Even so, he lost nearly 100,000 people. One third of the body was terrified for a moment and just wanted to run away and hide. It's just that he wanted to avoid the battle, but others had no obligation to cooperate. A dark three-foot ax swept left and right, leveling the remaining obstacles in one fell swoop. Indigo lightning danced on the black rough blade, and the silence contained a cold and fierce aura. The air twists and fluctuates.

The simple mountain-patterned bronze armor pulled out a yellow stream of light. Seeing the enemy fleeing temporarily, the Yaksha ghost general did not rush to catch up, but showed considerable fighting wisdom. He rolled up the red and yellow corpse evil and turned into a sinister wind and smoke, chasing him. To other war groups.

The many puppets and mutated monsters along the way were either chopped down by him or knocked to pieces, and none of them could be defeated.

"Bang!" Red and white filth splashed, and the thick wand made of twisted skulls and bones danced wildly, violently smashing half of the two-headed monster's head.

Relying on the magic blessing of [Captain], the cannibal chief Saxon had just regained some of his disadvantage when he saw a strange shadow approaching in a whirlwind. He hurriedly raised his weapon to parry, and then felt a light touch on his hand, and his vision immediately rolled and rotated. He vaguely saw the headless corpse slowly falling to the ground holding a half-bone osteotomy rod. That was the last scene remaining in his consciousness.

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"Beheading [Horror Circus] Animal Show..."

"Behead [Circus of Horror] Hercules Miles..."

"Behead the [Circus of Horror] Freak Show Captain Saxon..."

The information prompted by the system came one after another. Zhu Mingyao's face was calm, and he only shook out pieces of yellow talismans, turning into a golden net, tightly entangled the enemy leader, making it impossible to escape to support his subordinates.

Such results were expected.

It's not like he was just starting out and dared to rush into the enemy's lair alone. Of course, he made a thorough plan. Before coming, he made a special trip to the headquarters of the Hualian Chamber of Commerce to retrieve the Yaksha Ghost General that was temporarily stored there.

After the joint efforts of the four dragon-headed elders to refine the Quetzalcoatl scale giant ax obtained from the secret realm of Skull Island, it has become as big and small as desired. It has been integrated with the Yaksha ghost general and has become the same existence as a natal magic weapon. With the help of soldiers, Ghost General Jiesen's strength has made further progress, and he is only a hair away from the [Lord level].

Except for the clown leader, all the other monsters and monsters in the circus may not be his opponents.

The current situation is developing in the direction planned. As long as we work step by step and accumulate small victories into big victories, the snowball will soon start to snowball. It is only a matter of time before these monsters are destroyed.

As for whether the opponent would have any desperate moves, he was well prepared, expected the enemy to be lenient, and laid down the most important trump card...

After all, his purpose is not just to conquer demons!
The young man cast his eyes towards the tall and gorgeous tent, unable to conceal the excitement in his eyes.

Hehe, today I will teach you a mantra that will shock all the world for free:

This treasure is destined to be a poor person!

(End of this chapter)