Wang Man was angry, and Wang Yan would not be in a calm mood either.

Now he has a hole the size of a fist in his abdomen, and his lower body is damaged by a broken wound. His skin is burned to ruin his appearance. Even if he is strong, it is still a question whether he can survive. Even if he survives and returns to the tribe, this appearance and disabled body will become a laughing stock for others.

So, he is in a dilemma now, and he can only kill the two people in front of him to vent his anger.

With a loud roar, Wang Xi punched Wang Man in the face of the pounced on him. Sometimes fighting experience does not only mean that you can think more than others and make more correct choices when fighting. Similarly, the memory of muscles and body can also allow you to find the best attack path and position faster and more accurately than others.

Wang Man has no experience in fighting for life and death, and he does not understand the allusion that his feet are taboo to leave the ground in fighting for life and death. After rushing out, he was directly blocked by a big fist from the win face.

With a "bang", Wang Man was hit in the face - but he did not retreat. He was not experienced enough to make up for it. He hit the forehead with one punch, and his nose was crooked halfway. Wang Man's hands, which were not avoiding, tucked into Wang Li's arm, and his nails were half as big as the flesh.

Under the urging of the "Ancient Crazy Sutra", his current strength is actually three points stronger than the injured Wang Xi, but his short arms and short legs are not conducive to the battle, so he is passive. It is as if Wang Xi punched him just now, and he could not reach the opponent's fatal part at all. At this moment, he had to hold Wang Xi's arm like a monkey, and then he leveraged his force in the air and jumped to the opponent's chest.

"Fuck you, damn!" After pounced on Wang Xi, Wang Man shouted a national scolding, then stepped into the wound on the other party's abdomen, and turned his toes, stirring the stomach and intestines inside.

"Um!" The feeling of the internal organs turning upside down made Wang Yan's eyes split. He stared at his eyes that could no longer be closed. Wang Yan grabbed Wang Man's head and wanted to throw him out.

However, if you lose the advantage of long arms and long legs, just wrestling, Wang Zi is not much better than Wang Man. He grabbed Wang Man's head and found that the other party held his neck like a maggot in his tarsal bone and inserted his toes into his wound. Wang Zi roared helplessly, his fist turned inward, and punched the young man hard on the back of his head.

Bang bang bang bang!

A violent sound came from behind the head, and Wang Man's nose immediately spurted blood, but he hugged himself in Wang Yan's chest without giving in at all, then opened his mouth and bit the other party's major artery.

"Puchi" a mouthful - blood penetrated into the throat - Wang Man actually felt so sweet - as if there was no more delicious in this world than drinking the blood of the enemy.

"Gudu", "Gudu", "Gudu", "Gudu", mouthfuls of blood entered his throat. Wang Man only felt that the other party became weaker and weaker as the blood flowed, and his consciousness gradually blurred. The huge sound of fists behind his head was still making "bang bang", and his eyelids gradually became heavier.

The catalytic effect of "The Ancient Crazy Sutra" gradually disappeared, and the power was wandering around one by one, but at this moment of life and death, when Wang Man's power was about to disappear, Wang Yan was cowardly.

No one is not afraid of death, especially the kind of death slowly...

The wound on Wang Yan's abdomen was cracking, and the blood in his neck was flowing. The child in front of him kept sucking his blood like a ferocious wolf. The crazy expression that was moving forward made Wang Yan feel scared at this moment. Death was gradually approaching, and his body was gradually getting colder. Under the threat of death, he burst out with three points greater than before. He threw the weak Wang Man on the ground, and then ran back without looking back - as if Wang Man in front of him felt more scared than the poisonous fog behind him.

Watching the enemy drill into the depths of the jungle, Wang Man wanted to chase after him - because as long as Wang Yan returned to the tribe, his best chance of revenge would be lost.

But just after chasing for two steps, a fog suddenly appeared in front of him, and then a man came over in a fog in the clouds and somewhere—the person with a face turned pale, but his expression was still mild.

"Stop chasing, chase after you, you will die." The person who came blocked Wang Man and looked at him who was gradually weakening, "If he hadn't been afraid at the last moment, you would have been dead."

"Who are you?" A man dressed neatly suddenly appeared in the jungle, which made Wang Man shocked.

"A person passing by, a person who practices, or a monster."

"Monster?" Wang Man suddenly remembered the poisonous creature that was full of the sky just now, "That toad's backstage?"

"Well, I'm his grandfather." As the visitor spoke, a strong wind blew in the jungle, and suddenly his figure became a little erratic.

"Isn't it a physical body?" Wang Man was surprised. Although he didn't know much about monsters in this life, whether it was his experience in the previous life or what he saw and heard in the past seven or eight years, he told him that the monsters that can transform into human bodies and leave the body of the soul are all powerful and ferocious monsters.

Such monsters that can condense their souls into shapes and sway around can destroy their entire tribe at will, and even in the inner palace of the Wang family, there is absolutely no one who is the opponent of this person.

"There is such a big monster in Baimo Mountain?" Wang Man felt his body getting weaker and weaker, and gradually he felt a little unable to stand up. "The Ancient Crazy Sutra" stimulated the potential of the human body, but the side effects were obvious, like a dried sponge, which caused a long period of weakness after the outbreak.

"I just came to Baimo Mountain and was rushed over. Don't be surprised." The visitor said kindly: "I came here just to make a good relationship. Brother, can you teach me the secret technique of stimulating potential? I will exchange it with you with good practice."

"No." Wang Man shook his body and held a tree and said, "This is not my thing, I don't have the right to make decisions."

As he spoke, Wang Dao also walked over from the depths of the jungle.

Wang Man did not show up when he was fighting just now, and Wang Man understood that this was the most loyal way. Wang Dao, a girl, is brave and determined in her work, and is born without fear. She didn't come out just now because she was afraid. She couldn't even stab Wang Zi's muscles with a stone knife. In the situation just now, she was the most correct choice not to do something to be a drag bottle.

But when she came over, she still smiled at Wang Man, then put her fingers into her mouth, dipped them in, and then wrote three words on the tree trunk with blood - "I'm sorry".

Wang Man knew how to read, which was what his father taught him before. But when he saw these three bright red words, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he thought of the crisp sound in the cell.

"You don't need to apologize. If it weren't for you, I think I'm dead today."
Chapter completed!