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Six hundred and sixtieth chapters of their own minds

The Wolf's attack rhythm was not very fast. There was always a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth. Every time he collided with the cold-faced man, he would pretend to retreat a little further, and then rush forward to attack. Just like the tactics used by one-armed man when facing Fatty Jin, he was delaying time as much as possible.

War Wolf was very clear about Fatty Jin's overall strength.

When he was a breeder, the fat man could fight against ordinary awakened people by relying on his powerful attributes and his super bloodline abilities. Although he couldn't last long, this was enough to show his own strength.

Especially since he was successfully promoted to Awakened, Wolf Warrior has a deeper understanding of Fatty's strength. Anyway, when he faced Fatty Jin himself, he would feel a sense of crisis in his heart.

This is why when Fatty chose to leave the Gods Squad, he didn't say a word. That's because he knew that he was no longer a match for Fatty, even if he said harsh words, the other party would not pay attention to him. Instead of humiliating himself, it would be better to remain silent.

Now, the Wolf Warrior knew very well that in order to protect him, the fat man was willing to stand up and fight an awakened person, which means that the other party was willing to use all his strength to become his guardian shield.

In fact, how could the Wolf Warrior not know in his heart? The reason why the fat man stood up was ultimately to allow Xue Ling to resurrect successfully. If he died, it would determine that Xue Ling would die at the same time.

Fatty Jin and the one-armed man fought each other again, and then just as the one-armed man was about to retreat, a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes. The battle axe suddenly emerged from his hand and turned into a golden bright light, attacking the one-armed man who was retreating.

The one-armed man naturally discovered that Fatty Jin suddenly changed his attack method, but except for his slightly shrinking pupils, he had no other indication. He only saw his one-arm holding a long sword. He aimed the tip of the sword at the streamer light transformed from the golden battle axe without hesitation, and then stabbed it out fiercely.

"Clang! Shishishishishishi..."

After the golden stream of light was blocked by the sword, it immediately revealed the shape of a golden battle axe. After colliding with each other, it made a sound of gold and iron clashing. Then, the battle axe and the sword pushed each other away, rubbed each other and collided with each other, and bursts of harsh and sharp sounds spread.

At this moment, there was only one battle axe left in the fat man's hand, but his face did not change at all. He continued to control the shooting out of the battle axe to fight against the one-armed man's long sword. Then he threw out the other battle axe in his hand. It turned into the same golden light, flew over the top of the one-armed man's head, and then turned back and attacked the back of his head.

"snort!"

The one-armed man snorted coldly, he pinched the seal with one hand, directed the sword to escape the entanglement of the battle axe, and then at the same time his body shifted to the left. He immediately avoided the continuous strikes of the battle axe ahead.

Afterwards, as soon as the one-armed man stood firm, he felt a strong sense of crisis behind him. Without any hesitation, he waved the sword in his hand and slashed in the direction behind him.

A dull shaking sound of "clang" spread, and the one-armed man controlled the sword and slashed the center of the battle axe. Although it did block the attack of the battle axe, the sword in his hand was also shocked and flew away.

And, almost the moment the sword flew out, a stream of blood suddenly spurted out from the tiger's mouth of the one-armed man's wrist, dyeing the clothes in front of him red.

With a cold expression on his face, the one-armed man's figure disappeared from the spot. When he showed his body again, the sword was held in his hand again, and at the same time, a recovery potion appeared in his mouth and he swallowed it directly.

In the attack just now, Fatty Jin used the greatest strength he had without using his skills. Originally, he thought that this was just a test, but he didn't expect it to have an unexpected effect.

Although the one-armed man blocked both attacks, Fatty Jin could clearly see that when his fighting rhythm was disrupted, he could no longer keep up with his attack speed. Otherwise, he would not have been shaken off by the attack behind him, and his weapon would have been shaken off.

"Boy, you're very good!"

The gloomy words of the one-armed man sounded, and the expression on his face was extremely gloomy at this moment, just as if someone owed him countless billions of main god points, or had forced his old mother. The deep resentment was impossible to hide.

After saying this, a gray energy emerged from the one-armed man's body. The energy quickly rotated and finally condensed on his arm without arms.

Fatty Jin looked at the one-armed man's situation from afar, his brows were tightly frowned, and his face also showed a serious look.

Because, he saw with his own eyes that the empty arm of the one-armed man had condensed a thick arm composed of gray airflow, and it was even about twice as strong as his own.

In less than ten seconds, the one-armed man's arm had completely condensed. It was about one meter long and was as thick as the sharp claws of a beast. Although there was no muscle or skin, the six gray claws that trembled flexibly and filled with a terrifying aura were clearly visible.

"hey-hey……"

The one-armed man raised his head again, his eyes were full of crazy colors, and his expression was filled with hatred. He smiled sinisterly, looked at Fatty Jin in the distance, and said, "I think you should understand now, why is my arm broken?"

The one-armed man seemed to be specifically trying to show his special ability. Even though Fatty Jin did not respond, he continued: "My bloodline is called possessed by the soul. Because of the problem during the fusion, he only successfully fused this arm in the end. It is precisely because of this that although my arm is incomplete, it cannot be repaired by the main god space, and I never want to repair it, because it will make me lose this powerful power!"

The one-armed man walked slowly, approaching Fatty Jin little by little, and then continued to say proudly and viciously: "Boy, you probably can't guess it, right? Although my bloodline ability has failed to merge, the power contained in this hand is of the entire bloodline, so it should never imagine its energy terrifying level."

"I originally planned to wait until the end of the battlefield battle to use my abilities, but I didn't expect that I would meet a powerful awakened person like you at the beginning. I don't know if it was your misfortune or my misfortune?"

Fatty Jin listened to the one-armed man talking to himself alone, and his extremely intoxicated appearance made him feel disgusted.

However, from the gray arm, he did feel a terrifying energy fluctuation. Judging from his estimate, the power of that arm was far greater than his full attack just now, and even more than at least three times.

Although Fatty Jin knew that the opponent's attack might be very powerful, he had no worries except for a little vigilance.

Because from the current situation, the one-armed man has used his bloodline ability, and Fatty Jin's previous attack was entirely based on his own strength.

Another point is that Fatty Jin himself is not good at attack, but defense. Especially when he activates absolute defense, he has enough confidence. As long as his energy recovery potion is sufficient, even if he stands there and lets the one-armed man attack, he will not be able to break his defense cover.

"Boy, are you ready to accept my anger and punishment for death now?"

"Damn, I said you'd like to beat me quickly. You're like a woman. I really don't understand what's worth showing off with that broken arm!"

Although Fatty Jin is indeed not as good as the Wolf Warrior in the use of strategies, he also has his own talent in terms of his grasp and rhythm of battle, which is something that Wolf Warrior can't compare with.

Fatty Jin angrily scolded the one-armed man, and then a stronger golden light appeared all over his body, and he seemed to have activated his bloodline ability.

He walked two steps forward, and the distance between him and the one-armed man was less than five meters away. Then he stretched out his fingers and hooked the one-armed man with a rebellious and contemptuous expression on his face, and mocked him: "God's grandson, don't you keep saying how powerful your monster's arm is and how terrifying it is? Now Fatty Master is standing here for you to fight, and see if you have the strength to break Fatty Master's defense."

When the fat man said these words, he showed a very serious expression, not at all like a joke.

The one-armed man had just come to his senses from the fat man's anger, and there was a sense of shame and anger on his face. He seemed to want to refute, or when he came back, he found that Fatty Jin had actually opened his defensive cover and stood there, completely giving up the attack.

"What's wrong with this guy? Could it be that I was so scared that I was a little mentally ill now?"

A look of doubt appeared on the one-armed man's face, and he really couldn't figure it out. Logically speaking, with the strength of the fat man, even if he couldn't beat the bloodline ability, he wouldn't just admit defeat like this, but what does this situation mean in front of him...

"Hmph, boy, don't think that you can escape my revenge attack by pretending to be crazy. This time, I want you to truly see the true power of the possessed bloodline of the Nether Soul, the powerful and destructive power, will definitely allow you to enjoy the pleasure of death perfectly!"

"Bah!"

As soon as the one-armed man finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that a bright light flew towards him from the direction of Fatty Jin. Subconsciously, he stretched out the gray arm that had just condensed to resist.

However! When the gray arm grabbed this bright light, the imagined powerful attack did not happen, but felt a wet and sticky feeling.

This feeling is like... saliva...
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