Chapter 603 The Real Winner

Although Hu Weiwei was frightened, he was also overjoyed. With such powerful help, it would be easy to kill Hong Ren.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had rushed to a place less than ten feet away from the formation.

At this time, Hongren had already smashed the formation-breaking bead into the void in front of him that was blocking his departure.

"boom!"

The array-breaking bead shattered with a bang, and countless silver runes exploded, completely filling the void within a few feet in radius, while quickly seeping forward. In an instant, a slightly darker color and a one-foot-wide space appeared.

Hong Ren's eyes lit up, and he immediately raised his golden fist, which was twice as thick as an ordinary person's, and struck hard at the rapidly shrinking place.

"Boom!"

A loud, dull sound made people's hearts beat violently, and the formation also vibrated violently. The space doubled in size, and the color became darker.

It is conceivable that with just a few more punches, this formation will be able to be broken through.

However, at this time, two figures had already rushed into the formation at lightning speed and launched attacks on Hong Ren at the same time.

Feeling the roaring and fierce attack coming towards him from behind, the fierce attack that sent chills through his body, Hong Ren looked at the formation that was about to be broken, with a trace of unwillingness and madness flashing in his eyes.

It’s not that easy to want the little monk to die!

He suddenly let out a desperate roar, then kicked his feet heavily on top of the formation. With the help of the formation's counterattack, his whole body let out a scream that broke through the air, and the golden light shone on his bare forehead, and he actually raised his head like this Hu Weiwei's mace.

The secret technique of Buddhism, Tietou Kung Fu!

"Look how strong you are!"

Hu Weiwei let out a ferocious laugh, and without dodge or dodge, he pushed all his magic power to the extreme. He held the mace with great aura in both hands. The physical strength and the magic power in his body were superimposed, plus the force of impact, facing Hong Ren's The bald head is just a hit!

At the same time, the fire python and fists activated by Zhan Nianchuan were about to bombard Hong Ren.

Hongren must die!

At this moment, Hu Weiwei seemed to have seen the bloody scene of Hongren being directly killed by him, and he felt extremely proud.

Kill Yue Xiang, destroy Hongren, play Meng Tingke, get more than a hundred spiritual herbs and elixirs, and earn hundreds of millions of spiritual stones. Is there anything better than this?

He, Hu Weiwei, is the biggest winner in this ancient and forbidden land!

Hahahaha~

However, at this moment, just when a smile appeared on his face, an earth-shattering roar suddenly exploded in his ears.

"Ouch!!!"

In this closed formation, the power of the roar doubled, and Hu Weiwei was caught off guard. His mind was sluggish for a moment, and the attack on his hand was slowed down by half a beat, and then he reacted instantly.

However, this moment is fatal.

The most dangerous enemy lurked at the nearest distance, and he launched the most brutal attack.

The thick fire python that was clearly charging towards Hongren twisted its long tail and hit Hu Weiwei's head hard. The fire was so intense that his hair quickly curled up and turned brown.

And a punch that could split mountains and split seas, with a sharp sound that broke through the air, hit his lower abdomen extremely domineeringly, at an astonishing speed.

Hu Weiwei smelled the breath of death, but it was too late for him to make any changes. He could only condense a thin layer of protective spiritual light, and at the same time, he desperately turned his head to the right.

"Bang!"

"ah!"

"Bang!"

Accompanied by the loud bangs of two heavy objects, extremely shrill screams resounded throughout the valley.

A tattered body flew dozens of feet like straw, sprinkling countless blood along the way.

Hu Weiwei groaned in pain, his body twisted like a prawn, and the expression on his face was extremely ferocious. Half of his face was whipped away by the fire python, and the hot flames roasted his face until it was half dry. The wound was bleeding and scorched black, and it looked indescribably weird and ugly.

And in his lower abdomen, his clothes were torn and there was a big hole.

Although the protective soft armor blocked most of the attack power, Zhan Nianchuan's punch still penetrated his body and shocked his internal organs.

The most fatal injury came from his chest. Even his protective soft armor was dented. That was Hongren's fatal blow. It was so powerful that it directly broke all his chest bones, and even some of his chest bones were broken. Several broken bones penetrated directly into the organs.

He's finished.

"Cough...huh..."

Hu Weiwei desperately turned his body over, and then propped up his upper body with trembling hands. His remaining one eye looked at Zhan Nianchuan, who was slowly walking towards him, with hatred.

"You bastard, you're looking for death!"

He used his last mana to open the spirit beast bag, then took out a huge black beetle, holding it firmly in his hand.

"I'm dead, and you don't want to live. Now I give you one last chance to kill this dead monk for me, quickly!"

What answered him was a hot sword light from Zhan Nianchuan, coming straight towards his lower abdomen.

Feeling the ridicule and indifference in Zhan Nianchuan's eyes, Hu Weiwei's last hope of survival was shattered, so he let out a roar full of madness and despair, then suddenly pinched the black beetle in his hand and gave it a command. The God-Eating Insect gnawed at the orders of Zhan Nianchuan and Cao Meng's internal organs.

"Come on the road with me..."

"Pfft!"

Blood gushed out, and Hu Weida's lower abdomen was directly pierced by Zhan Nianchuan. The true essence and spiritual power attached to the tip of the sword completely broke his internal organs and meridians.

Hu Weida's breath was infinitely weakened. His one eye was full of disbelief. He stared at Zhan Nianchuan who took away his storage bag and threw it lightly in his hand. With a hint of complacency in his eyes, he asked the question that had always lingered in his mind:

"Where is the God-eating worm in your body?"

"Are you talking about that worm? It should have been eaten by my worm now." Zhan Nianchuan answered lightly, as if it was an insignificant matter.

"Eat...eat..."

"The winner...should be...me..."

A hideous blood path continued to extend on the ground.

Hu Weida collapsed to the ground powerlessly, his one-eyed dazed look at the pale sky, and gradually fell into eternal darkness.

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