The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 137: Life and Death (2)

With this **** thought floating in her mind, Jing'an put it into action in the next moment. He still held Elena's neck tightly, but at this moment, his free left hand squeezed a wrist that grabbed his chest.

It happened to be the special part that extended the nail with sharp nails like a long knife.

Under the state of full firepower, such a slow and weak movement, he can completely dodge almost without warning of danger at all.

Even before the seven arms formed an ‘encirclement circle’, Jing’an had already made corresponding preparations. I saw his feet kick up at this moment, and stepped on the left and right sides of Elena's abdomen along the slender upper body of the other party.

After that, he squeezed the left arm of one of the opponent's wrists. Suddenly exerted strength at this moment.

The surging giant's power is playing its ultimate role at this time. Under the devastation of huge force, the inner bones and muscles of the arm were torn apart, and finally the outer skin, which was as tough as cowhide, was torn apart, forming cruel traces like the bite of a wild beast.

puff.

Mixed with bone cracks and muscle lacerations, there was only a crisp echo in the end. With the piercing bloodstains rising into the sky, one of Elena's arms was torn off by Jing'an.

For ordinary people, it is a maddening ‘punishment’. But for the monster right now, it only lost one-eighth of its ability to act.

It was too time-consuming to tear it all up, and Jing'an didn't have such ample physical strength and leisure.

Be sure to pursue a fatal blow.

After realizing this problem, his left hand leaned forward, and in the slowing world, Elena's expression was like a frozen statue painting. Still maintaining that joking appearance,

Let’s start here.

The right hand was slightly loose, and immediately slid upwards until it reached under Elena's jawbone. And his left hand took the place of the former, and then accurately stuck on the thick link above the collarbone.

Inhale, concentrate.

The power of the whole body converges on both hands at this moment.

Jing'an's eyes condensed slightly, and even her pupils began to bloom with brilliant golden circles that could not be covered. At this moment, his wrists were tightened together, like a bison with full energy, moving in two diametrically opposite directions.

Start to exert force.

Giggle giggle giggle...

Under the gazes of Aisha and his group that were gradually beginning to panic, the continuous rattling sound burst out like firecrackers, only to see that the neck began to extend inch by inch, and then the neck that exceeded the ordinary level began to become gradually exaggerated. , And finally presented an outrageous scene.

Like a stretched rubber band, it stretched to the limit.

No matter how tough and elastic the skin is, it can't withstand such a devastation. Similarly, Elena's limit also has a clear scale.

Under the premise that Jing'an Si did not leave his hands, the neck that was torn twice as long as he was forcibly supported was finally approaching the brink of collapse. After an inaudible echo, a prismatic crack not the size of a fingernail appeared on the blood-red skin.

The origin of the collapse is this moment.

After a cruel sound, Jing'an's wrists suddenly separated-the two parts that should have been one were separated by violence at this moment and became two independent individuals. With the red blood rising to the sky, a winding, twisted white long bone was pulled out from the wound, with a little yellow and green filth attached to it. Just a few glances, it was already Aisha and Jasmine felt a strong sense of discomfort.

Fresh, even a steaming spine, is not an image that ordinary people can accept.

"vomit……"

One after another, the retching was engulfed by the cold wind and sent to Jing'an's ears, but only some short sounds like syllables were left. His expression did not change the slightest. At this time, he threw away the head in his hand and allowed it to fly in the air. Finally, he fell on the ruins, and Yin had a series of bright red marks.

The slightly twitching corpse, accompanied by a gush of viscous red blood, fell to Jing'an's feet.

Is this... enough?

Of course not.

It needs to further destroy the half of her body and turn her body into pieces of different sizes.

Under this circumstance, although it is not possible to rule out the possibility that Elena can still resist, since it is still within the duration of the characteristic ability, Jing'an has the capital to continue to explore.

But compared to the previous collision, the current situation should also improve.

After all, losing his head should have some influence on this ‘monster’.

But before Jing An breathed a sigh of relief, the sudden pain suddenly surged, enveloping him from beginning to end, and aroused a violent reaction from him.

The early warning capability derived from the perception of danger has never been such an exaggerated warning. At this moment, Jing'an's hairs stood on end, and even his breathing fell into a brief stagnation.

Must be transferred.

This idea is just taking shape, but it is already too late.

It should have been in a state of acceleration, but it was suddenly interrupted at this moment-the gray-white world formed by bullet time suddenly retreated at this moment, and the abrupt feeling of rapid coloring like splashing ink made Jing'an fall into a subtle In the state.

The ability was interrupted, and then the sense of sudden return made his movements deform.

It was just a slight pause.

But it caused the ‘prey’ to lose the last chance to struggle, and then fell into the hunter’s grid.

This feeling is no stranger.

As early as a few weeks ago, he had already suffered a similar blow.

This is a strong position like a whale beast. In the face of a certain degree of vitality, Jing'an's self-discipline function will also be affected to a certain extent.

Mistakes.

This should also be a problem to be considered, but because of a momentary negligence, the opponent caught a flaw.

With this thought rushing to her heart, Jing'an also felt that her limbs were firmly clasped.

At this moment, the seven arms showed the swift speed of a subversive image, and they completely subdued Jing'an almost instantly. Trying to get rid of one or two, to make these long arms become more and more tightened, so that they buckled into Jing'an's skin, under the cut marks, the same bright red liquid began to emerge from it.

"Sir, you are really good."

"But unfortunately, your opponent is me."

Familiar voices shouldn't appear at this time.

Jing'an's tightly clasped neck turned at this time, driving him to turn his head halfway, and look behind him.

The splash wound has recovered.

The head that should have been torn away, I don't know when it will return to Elena-no, strictly speaking.

"It's just a head, it just grows out again."

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