"Ho Ho Ho Ho!"

　　Aju broke in again.

　　 Although it is large in size, it is extremely agile, and in the blink of an eye it came to the swamp crocodile.

　　 Unlike the ivory tiger, which must move on four legs, the demon ape can switch between two or four legs at any time.

　　 When the feet stand upright, it can move like a human being. Both hands are the most powerful weapon. You can make a fist or clap your palms to wield your power to your heart's content.

　　 When it touches the ground with four feet, it is faster and more responsive. It is more suitable for chasing and speeding up or avoiding attacks.

　　 "Little crocodile, use a bite!"

　　 The tall man shouted loudly.

　　 Bai Wushang waited and watched silently. He had already explained the matters that should be explained, so it was good to watch it at this time.

　　 Azhou is not an ordinary pet beast, he is very smart, and his fighting talent is close to the artistic level.

　　 Therefore, if it is not necessary, Bai Wushang will not give instructions to A Zhou. He does not want to rush into confusion.

　　 In the distance, A Zhou slammed a punch, about to blast towards the upper jaw of the swamp crocodile.

　　 A thick black vine tentacle, like a tarsal maggot, suddenly entangled its arm.

　　 A Zhou's figure was slightly stagnant, and the swamp crocodile in front of him suddenly opened his mouth and pounced directly on his waist and abdomen.

"Roar!!"

　　 Azhou roared wildly, his muscle pumping to the extreme, he grabbed the vine with both hands, borrowing force in the opposite direction, and let himself jump into the air for a short time.

　　 Then, the **** feet stomped heavily on the back of the swamp crocodile, causing its armor-like body to sink slightly, as if to be embedded in the ground.

　　 Before A Zhou stepped on his second foot, another vine drew from the sky, hitting the back of the demon ape.

　　 Just for a moment, a huge laceration of more than one meter appeared from the back of the demon ape, and the flesh and blood was rolled and blurred.

　　 Taking advantage of this opportunity, the swamp crocodile pulled four legs out of the danger, and distanced itself from the demon ape again.

　　 "Don't slacken off! Keep attacking and increase the frequency!" Sbaron shouted.

　　 His brows never stretched out.

　　Because he knows that in addition to strength, the strongest thing about the devil ape is its resilience. This laceration seems to be serious, but for the devil ape, it is just a small injury.

"understood!"

　　 The tall man responded and urged the swamp crocodile to attack again.

　　...

　　 In this way, three supernatural creatures fought for nearly ten minutes.

　　 The sound of the ground rumbling and shaking has never ceased, and the dust flying in the sky has never fallen down, and the battle is very fierce.

　　 In terms of ability, A Zhou suppressed the swamp crocodile in all aspects.

　　The problem is that at every critical moment, the tentacles of the ghost vines will be just right to wave over, pulling, smashing, rolling, winding, winding, doing everything, and full of tricks.

　　 Here, part of it is the instinctive manipulation of Guiteng himself.

　　 The other part, thanks to Sbaron's precise prediction and control of the overall situation, coupled with the characteristics of the thick and thick skin of the swamp crocodile, it really dragged the magic ape.

　　 Although most of these situations are within the estimated range of Bai Wushang, Bai Wushang has to sigh with emotion. As a rare species of the Vortex 7-star, Ghost Vine has a natural advantage in the field of field control.

　　 watched the fight for a while, and Bai Wushang smiled and whispered to himself:

　　 "It's almost the same, after the previous battle, how much stamina is left of the swamp crocodile?"

　　 As expected, after three or five rounds, the swamp crocodile showed signs of exhaustion.

　　 A Zhou immediately attacked the offensive. It was originally balanced offensively and defensively, and would try to avoid all attacks. Now it suddenly became violent, and received two whips, in exchange for a chance to grab the tail of the swamp crocodile.

　　 "Over the shoulder a series of explosions!!"

　　 Bai Wuhuo's eyes are fiery. It's not the first time he has seen this skill, but every time he watches it, he feels his blood boils. It's too burning!

　　 "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　　 Since the first shot on the ground, the swamp crocodile has been confused.

　　 When he waited for the second time, he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and his internal organs were tumbling.

　　 On the third blow, the hard armor ruptured and bile was vomiting...

　　 In the fourth time, the skin was open and fleshy, and the blood was flying...

　　 The fifth time...

　　 The violent wrestling skills, even the ghost vine, can't get close, and can only watch the demon ape start. Sbaron's face was as dark as water.

　　 Fortunately, Aju has converged. With its current maximum strength, he can fall seven times in a row, and he stopped after only five falls.

　　 On the sixth wave, A Zhou threw the swamp crocodile more than ten meters away with the help of inertia.

　　 "Little Crocodile!"

　　 The tall and strong man clenched his fists and looked at the devil ape, raised half of his feet, but he couldn't get out.

　　 entangled again and again, he still didn't have the courage to pass directly by the demon ape, and could only go around a big arc far away to rescue the unconscious swamp crocodile.

　　 After solving the first obstacle, A Zhou turned around, facing the Guiteng and Fatty Baimao who were more than 30 meters away, and silently glanced at each other.

　　 In the next moment, step on all fours and burst forward!

　　 The goal is directed at the bud of the ghost vine!

　　 Sbaron's face turned pale, and his voice was short: "Aman, stop it!"

　　 The two black vine whips followed like a shadow, intertwined into an X shape and slashed out, repeatedly, stopping the demon ape more than ten meters away.

　　 However, anyone with a discerning eye can perceive that without the frontal restraint of the swamp crocodile, the ghost vine can't hold the devil ape only with its two vine tentacles, and it is deceived by it almost meter by meter.

　　 "This is the end of the matter, there is only one stupid way..."

　　 Shibalong took a breath, no longer hesitated, suddenly used his hands and feet together, began to climb the main vine of the ghost vine, and quickly reached the top.

　　 He clamped the wooden main vine with his legs, reached out to support the "shading tree" that covered his head, flushed and shouted:

　　 "Aman, I'll take it, you go offensive!"

　　With the lining of the Sbaron gang, the third vine tentacles of the ghost vine were liberated, and they joined the battle for the first time.

　　 Bai Wushang was a little surprised: "I really didn't see that this fat man with white hair is a master who refuses to admit defeat, and he is still struggling at this point."

Around 　　 Ghost Vine, each of the three vine tentacles has the thickness of a thigh, and it is spirally wound, which is difficult to break by brute force alone.

　　 jointly swung at close range, they built a close big net, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com blocked the movement of the magic ape from all directions.

　　 "The ghost vine, which was urged to the extreme, was so difficult to deal with. At that time, I was able to mutilate it by myself, which probably accounted for more than half of my luck..."

　　 Bai Wu realized the afterthought, poking and thinking.

　　On the field, the magic apes ran around, constantly trying to break through the entanglement of the vines.

　　 Seven or eight welt marks have been added to its body, deep and shallow, and they are increasing.

　　 seemed to be a little annoyed, A Zhou's attacks became more and more messy, and the frequency of being picked up by the vine whip continued to increase.

　　 Sbaron's eyes lit up quietly above his head, and suddenly he found an opportunity.

　　 Soon, the demon ape leaped high with a stride.

　　 It swings its majestic right arm, and wants to shoot the bud of the ghost vine!

　　 "Good chance! Tangle its limbs! Lock it!" Stroen roared.

　　 The three vines are like mad cows, sweeping from three directions, aiming at the right arm, left arm and legs of the demon ape.

　　 Sbaron held his breath, as if he had predicted that the demon ape would be entangled in the limbs by the vine tentacles in mid-air, completely losing the ability to resist.

　　 It will face defeat because of this leap!

　　 As soon as he thought of that scene, the corners of Sbaron's mouth rose little by little, and he was about to laugh out loud.

"what…"

　　 just uttered a syllable, the sound stopped abruptly.

　　 As if someone was strangling his throat, all of Sbaron's expressions froze on his face.

　　What did he see?

　　 He saw the eyes of the devil ape, cold and arrogant, deep, and even mixed with a little pity, but there was absolutely no panic.

　　 He saw the devil ape suddenly open his mouth, and the dark glow in the depths of his throat.

　　 He saw a black ball, and it flew straight to his face!