The two claw knives with gold and silver dissipated instantly and returned to the shape of a finger ring, and then the light flashed suddenly. The light first wrapped around the other three fingers, and then spread up and down along the five fingers. In a blink of an eye, they grew 3 cm long at the fingertips of the five fingers. The curved claw knives with a golden back and silver blade extending along the claw tips to the palm of the palm. The entire length is 20 cm long.

It was not over yet. Five rays of light winded down the back of the fingers like tentacles, tangled with each other, and soon grew into a claw cover with gold as the base and silver as the scales on most of the backs of the hands.

The entire claw cover and the blade in the palm of the palm stretched freely, like a part of Yang Ni's body.

"Level 2nd Native?!" Although he had not attacked for a long time, this magical scene fell in Jiang Shang's eyes. He maintained the posture of holding a talisman in his right hand, but his face was demented, and he murmured: "Isn't he the first time he participated in the game, but he is playing a pig and eating a tiger here?"

At this moment, Yang Ni had no time to think about it. Huang Xiong's arms were gradually exerting force, hugging him tightly on his chest. Yang Ni could hardly breathe a little air.

But at the same time, as the change of [Lovesickness] on the left hand, Yang Ni only felt the strength in his body increase again, and his left hand grabbed the upper edge of the strong man's abdomen in a claw shape.

Unsurprisingly, several bone plates were turned out to block the attack of the claws.

But this time, Yang Ni did not give up. He gradually increased his strength in his hand, and the claw knife opposed the bone plate, making a tingling "cracking" sound. The whole left hand actually grabbed a few bone plates and slowly sank into Huang Xiong's flesh.

This desperate battle seemed very slow for the person involved, but in fact, after only a few more seconds, the wooden man behind him was still laughing strangely while singing loudly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Shang came to his senses, threw the thoughts in his mind aside, grabbed the small wooden sword, and walked towards the two people who were entangled.

During the entire battle, this was the first time his hand touched this small wooden sword.

The thin man Ma San had already recovered. Although he was still hanging on the ground and rolling around with a painful expression, his thief eyes looked at Xiaoqi's chest and Yang Ni who was fighting to the death. He was both excited and nervous, and very busy.

At this time, Jiang Shang raised his sword and stepped forward with murderous aura. He knew that he was going to attack Yang Ni, and once Yang Ni died, he would definitely be the next one. He hurriedly supported his upper body with both hands, and his throat squirted violently. He opened his mouth and sprayed a group of about a dozen green-headed flies.

The flies made a buzzing sound, and they pounced on Jiang Shang's face. These flies were all thumbs-sized and had huge mouthparts like locusts. They opened their mouths when they touched human flesh and bit them, and even blew their heads into the flesh with a fierce force.

Jiang Shang never expected that this thin man who looked about to die would have the ability to counterattack, and the Tai Chi pattern just flashed and disappeared, so he was attacked successfully. He felt a pain on his face and neck, and he waved his hand and drove away.

At this moment, Yang Ni's entire palm had already sunk into Huang Xiong's abdomen, and the scales on his claws rubbed against each other, constantly cutting tough muscles like scissors.

The last trace of air in Yang Ni's lungs was also exhausted, and his mind was dizzy due to lack of oxygen. But he knew that now was the critical moment for you to die. Whoever could not hold on first will die. When he died, his grandfather would be unable to survive. He couldn't help but grit his teeth and force his energy. He slowly bent his knees to Huang Xiong's lower abdomen. His body was as tight as a spring. With the force, he used the force to drill up his left hand even harder.

I have to say that the part of the attack that Yang Ni chose was very good. He perfectly avoided all Huang Xiong's bones and slashed from his abdomen to his chest. Otherwise, it would have been so hard to pierce the skin and flesh. If you want to break Huang Xiong's bones, it would be impossible now.

Despite this, Yang Ni could still feel that there were several bone plates in Huang Xiong's muscles, some blocking the depth of the claw knife, and some cutting Yang Ni's wrists and forearms without any protection, causing huge pain to Yang Ni.

Now it depends on who can stick to the end.

Jiang Shang was still slamming the flies on his face. Several of them had already drilled their heads into their skin, but they still had no intention of stopping. Some even though their bodies were broken, their heads were still drilling into their flesh unyieldingly, completely unlike the host who pretended to be dead if they had something to do.

He was also shocked. You must know that the game of Plum Blossom 4 is simply a pediatrician in his eyes. It is effortless to win. The reason he chose to take action was just because he felt a little angry and embarrassed by these weak guys repeatedly attacked him.

But now, not only did he use an attack-like talisman "Juque Jue", but he is also at a disadvantage. He can't help but feel a little afraid of these guys who originally thought they were vulnerable.

I didn't dare to hold it any longer. The small wooden sword in my hand was lit up, and a few lightning lights shot out from the tip of the sword, hitting the flies in a chain shape, instantly turning the flies that were crawling and biting into ashes.

This small wooden sword is his natal, props, [Mu Lei].

Only two bodyless flies had their heads drilled too deep, which made him unable to deal with.

Everyone was busy with their own affairs. Just as the victory and defeat were about to be announced, the Wood Man seemed to finally find that he had been ignored, so he shouted the silence of "1,2,3, Wood Man" again.

Now any external force is enough to change the entire battle situation. Everyone hurriedly stopped. Although Huang Xiong lost his consciousness, he was fighting with Yang Ni on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was pressed tightly by Yang Ni's knees. He could not move, so it could not be considered a violation.

At this time, the countdown has reached 01:52, and the numbers are still decreasing every second.

"It's so fun! It's so fun! The baby likes you so much. If the Lord of the Yellow Spring hadn't told me something quietly, I would have wanted to keep you all!" The strange wooden man was so happy that he saw the bloody fight as usual.

Jiang Shang endured the pain of biting the fly head, his facial muscles kept twitching, and two deeper wounds on his face kept bleeding from black blood.

Even though the fly has no body, it still chews out corrosive digestive fluid while eating its muscles.

Two holes as deep as fingers were left on Jiang Shang's handsome face. Blood and flies were still swallowed by swallowing them, and meat scraps flowing out of the esophagus were indescribable.

This time it took about five seconds to stop. Seeing that the remaining eight people had no intention of moving, the wooden man shook his stiff body and said helplessly: "Forget it, keep on the game!"

Jiang Shangru received an amnesty and no longer cared about anything else. He turned around and ran towards the finish line.

Although he has a lot of hemostatic and healing agents, it is not possible to pick out the fly head from the flesh on his face in a short time. Healing the wounds randomly may even seal the fly head into the flesh, causing greater damage.

At this moment, he just wanted to end this crazy game quickly and ask someone to help remove the damn bug. Otherwise, even if he could bear it physically, he might have his spirits collapsed when he thought of two fly in his face.

The thin man Ma San climbed up one after another. He looked around like nothing happened, but he didn't forget to pull the petite girl's hand and said, "It's not a rare thing to die. If you are dead, you will die!"

The petite girl also lived several games. She knew that she was right. She was crying here today. When she died one day, she probably didn't even have anyone to look at her more.

He ruthlessly packed up his mood, hurriedly took out something from Ajie's corpse's top pocket, held it tightly in his hand, got up and ran forward with Ma San.
Chapter completed!