A ding sound.

Alva felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to vomit blood.

The moment when the back of his ax was shaking and trying to change direction, the ax handle was suddenly swept by the short stick that suddenly changed direction and speed at a high frequency.

The spot where the short stick fell happened to interrupt my exertion!

So his ejected arm was instantly blocked, and his whole body fell to the ground like a meteorite, with a disgraced face.

Mu Fan, who was in an agile posture at this moment, shook his shoulders slightly and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Six-type truncation.

For a guy like this who has an incredible burst of power but lacks refined combat skills, Six-Style Cut Off is simply a tailor-made combat skill.

Alva glared angrily, and just finished adjusting and rushed over again.

Ding.

boom!

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the tribesmen, Alva's right foot that he had just kicked was instantly caught by an afterimage before it could be completely straightened out. His body twisted and flew out, landing heavily on the ground.
Chapter completed!