Bug Master In Doomsday

The mysterious dark shadow was more than two meters long, with a thick waist that looked like a water tank, and the messy black scales all over the body were like thorngrass mixed with a thick and disgusting unknown fluid.

What is even more frightening is its triangular head carved out of the same mold as the praying mantis, with a pair of round scarlet compound eyes, and the protruding mouthparts one by one, covered with barbs.

Wang Mang looked at the alien, thinking that Bing Luo described it as a little speechless. Is this a humanoid walking upright?

Except for a pair of sturdy legs, he even stood on his legs that looked deformed.

His remaining four hands, one pair were bent, like sickles, and the other pair had only four claws with sticky yellow liquid on the tips of the claws. At first glance, they knew that if they were caught, they would definitely be infected.

"Hoo~Hoo!" With a bitter and angry roar, the alien's scarlet compound eyes stared at Wang Mang, full of hatred.

The enemy who just stabbed him in midair is him, and the enemy must die!

Without any foreshadowing, Alien would not be like the group of stupid cultivators. Before the battle, he would have to taunt two arrogantly.

His sturdy forelimbs unfolded suddenly, and the scythe, as filthy and black as the scale armor, was like a sharp blade out of its sheath. The moment a sonic boom exploded, the sickle slashed towards Wang Mang's neck.

"Zheng~!" With the buzzing of gold and iron, Wang Mang gripped the evil seal knife in both hands, and the golden blade and the black sickle smashed together fiercely.

Wang Mang's sturdy and powerful arms burst with blue veins, and the muscles of his whole body instantly tightened.

On the opposite side of the two swords, the Alien, who was more than two meters tall, relied on the advantage of a slightly larger body, relying on a little stronger than Wang Mang's strength, and was pressing the back of the sword against Wang Mang's body step by step.

"Shoo!" Just when Wang Mang was about to exert his strength again, a trace of cunning flashed across the alien-shaped red compound eyes.

The sickle in his left hand swung a semicircle in the air, like a heavy axe that cuts through the mountains and the sea, slashing towards Wang Mang's head with a majestic aura!

If this knife were to be cut, even if Wang Mang's head was protected by an exoskeleton, he would not be exposed to skin and flesh, and even his head would be different on the spot! !

‘Om! After an instant, Wang Mang's blood-red jagged pupils suddenly flashed, and his burly body suddenly turned into nothingness. The alien was caught off guard, and before he had time to regain his strength, his whole body inevitably rushed forward.

The moment Wang Mang turned into nothingness, and the moment the phantom hadn't disappeared, his body appeared strangely volley above the alien's back.

Wang Mang’s sharp Evil Sealed Knife was infused with great power throughout his body, and Taishan pierced the deformed spine joints like a pinch. The'Kala' made a crisp sound, and the Evil Sealed Knife was inserted into the irregularly shaped like a stone. In the body!

"Roar!" A roar of intense pain to the extreme, the alien wanted to turn his head angrily, pinching the mosquito behind him that had caused him harm to death!

Suddenly, his neck was so stiff that he couldn't turn. A sturdy scaly arm jammed his neck, and the elbow of the other arm jammed the forearm of his right hand, and the palm of his hand pressed him tightly. Head.

This is a special and deadly articulation technique. In the civilized era, once this articulation technique is formed and locked, the locked one has almost two options: surrender or faint.

Although this alien can also survive on inner breath, it only takes a few minutes for Wang Mang to completely strangle him like a python tying his prey!