Blue and White Society Chapter 407: Fall back
Seeing that the heart demon of D, who was also burning with black flames, was suppressed by formalin with the air wall, Mo Poor said, "It didn't have the ability to adapt to teleportation and escape from it."
Formalin looked at D's heart demon who was swinging his sword in the air ball and hitting hard. This heart demon didn't break the air wall for a long time.
As soon as I thought about it, I tightened the air balloon, trying to squeeze it into mud.
Just when his body was squeezed until his body crackled, D's heart demon suddenly pushed up, and instantly became the image of a muscular man, as if his strength had become enormous.
The air wall around him suddenly collapsed and turned into air ripples. Formalin built it with all its strength, but couldn't bear it to slash violently with the sword inside, and forcibly broke the air ball.
"It is sure that the air wall can be broken with force, and then it has the ability to increase its physique." Mo Poor said quickly.
Formalin also said: "A moment ago, only the life-threatening will be used to attack, that is to say, simple difficulties, or even non-fatal effects will not trigger that feature."
Mo Poor said: "After all, what the D-class personnel are after is to live, and they don't mind being infected with some abnormalities."
"By the way, can you still trap him?"
Formalin smiled wryly: "I was trapped before...now..."
Seeing that the speed and strength of D's heart demon have increased by a large amount, the bone sword scraped the air, and the figure spanned several meters, roaring and chopping.
Formalin saw the sword's movement, and the moment he dodged it, he pushed it out with a palm.
It was a huge air cannon that could clearly see the wind barrier, and it crashed into it like a train.
D's heart demon was hit by this blow, and flew out backwards and collapsed a small four-story hotel building.
This blow didn't cause any damage to D's heart demon. Its physique had increased dramatically, and Mo Poor felt that the other party's slap could break his neck.
"It's so fierce, I have to fight it back with all my strength. Fortunately, it won't trigger the passive automatic attack when it hurts others." Formalin said.
Mo Poor asked: "Do you have any more sugar? I'll give it to you."
"What I have is sugar..." Formalin touched his body and found that there was no more sugar, so he took out a heavy-duty revolver and shot it at the temple.
The corner of Mo Poor's mouth twitched, the decisiveness of this shot seemed like a **** payment!
His heart demon scissors were destroyed by him before, and it has not been three minutes, so he is normal at this moment.
"Puff puff puff..."
After being shot, he sprayed out snacks all over his body. They were all high-calorie foods, and most of them were full of sugar.
He stuffed more than half a catty of snacks into his mouth. His mouth was wide open, and his throat was so crowded that it swelled violently without changing his expression.
The chocolate sweet fructose was swallowed by him in one go!
The momentum of swallowing it whole is like a giant python.
"I have been modified to have a stronger esophageal membrane than snakes, and I can swallow giants whole." Formalin said calmly after swallowing.
Mo Qiong said that he is indeed a snake man, but he still complained: "Why don't you transform into a toad?"
Unexpectedly, formalin said seriously: "My stomach is that of a toad."
"..." Mo Qiong was dumbfounded.
"It is not suitable to test it here. It must be brought to the test area of the safe house, where there are more equipment and manpower to study it." Formalin said.
"Let me come, you are in the back, and I will lead it back." Mo Poor said, closing his hearing.
Soon, Mo Poor's figure shrank suddenly, from a tall black flame warrior to a black flame loli.
Formalin knew that Mo Poor was faster than him, and when he saw his transformation, he immediately blasted D's heart demon away with an air cannon.
Mo Poor rushed forward, ready to fight the heart demon directly, so as to take over the 'hatred'.
Unexpectedly, a huge amount of heat was stored in the mouth of D's heart demon, which burst out suddenly, and instantly turned into flames reflecting the sky.
This is its ability to adapt to the emergence of black flames, which is equivalent to converting all the damage caused by black flames into normal colored flames.
Because it sprayed concentratedly, the instantaneous temperature was actually higher than that of Black Flame.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The flames covered most of the street, and everyone outside was affected.
The sugar content of formalin was not enough to restrain the flames with an air wall. He blasted D's heart demon with all his strength on his front foot, and the demon on his back foot spewed fire, and it was too late to replenish it.
Fortunately, Mo Poor was still there, so Mo Poor instantly solidified the wall of air, stood in front of everyone, and pushed upwards on a slope.
All of a sudden, everyone saw that the flames were like a waterfall hanging upside down, tumbling towards the sky.
When it comes to the use of the air wall, Moqiong is stronger than formalin, but unfortunately, the strength is not enough!
The thick air wall collapsed layer by layer, and it looked like it was about to break through.
The heart demon of D held back his anger for too long, and now the spout is continuous.
"Get out of the way!"
Formalin yelled loudly, and his whole body slammed into the flames.
The silver ring snake saw that the situation was not good, and jumped off the formalin directly, just like jumping off a car. You must know that formalin has an immortal state, but this snake does not.
Relying on his immortality, Formalin charged into the flames and ran straight into D's heart demon.
The inner demon was spewing fire, and Formalin, like a normal person, pressed his face against the pillar of fire to kill him, and opened his mouth to kiss him.
"What!" Mo Poor was dumbfounded.
The huge mouth of the formalin opened wide with all its strength, it was thirty to forty centimeters in diameter, and it covered the demon's face in a soft and boneless mouth.
The fire spewed out by the heart demon is just eaten by formalin! All poured into the belly of formalin.
As soon as the fire source was cut off, the pressure on Mo Poor's side suddenly disappeared. He put away the air wall, and saw Formalin hugging his inner demon, his chin pulled into a pimp, holding his heart like a toad Devil face door.
It's like the water bag is connected to the faucet, and all the raging flames are stuffed into the stomach.
Formalin's stomach swelled rapidly, blowing up like a rubber ball, and the waistline reached more than two meters.
In the undead state, he naturally wouldn't blow up. He didn't kick the heart demon until he had drained the flames of the heart demon, and he spurted back flames like a deflated ball.
Fire can't hurt formalin, this guy eats enough danmu to give him a magma bath.
But in the same way, it can't hurt the devil.
D's heart demon was sprayed all over his head and face by his own flame, but nothing happened. The scarlet skin turned the heat into flame again and sprayed it out.
The two of you come and go, fighting each other crazily, but neither of them is afraid of fire.
Mo Qiong was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked the idlers to retreat: "Now all retreat to the safe house, and the injured will time themselves, and the inner demon will report in advance!"
"Wei Lan! Luo Yi was injured too badly, you carry him back, if you encounter demons on the way, I will hand him over to you."
Wei Lan nodded and said, "Understood."
As he spoke, he carried Luo Yi on his back, and led everyone to retreat first.
Peripheral personnel dare not stay for a long time, knowing that if they continue to stay, it will only drag down the members.
For a while, only Mo Poor, Formalin, and the demon of D were left on the field.
"Be careful!" Mo Poor reminded.
D's heart demon and formalin sprayed each other for a while, and suddenly the bone sword swept across, directly cutting open formalin's chest, and blood splashed out immediately.
Formalin opened the distance, touched the wound, and the bleeding stopped with a twist of the muscle.
He said embarrassingly: "I made a mistake, I didn't have time to hit the sword."
Mo Poor tightened his belt, and said in a milky voice, "Leave it to me."
As soon as the words fell, Mo Poor's chest slumped, and a wooden kite flew out of his arms, aiming at D's heart demon.
The heart demon was cut a few times, but he ignored it and rushed towards the formalin like a cannonball.
Formalin immediately said: "You can't hold it like this, you have to get closest to it, or cause fatal damage to it to transfer hatred!"
When there are multiple sources, its hunting target will be locked on the nearest source, or the person who threatens its life.
With a thought, Mo Poor flashed like a black lightning, and instantly hugged the demon from behind.
Falling backwards on an iron bridge, the demon was thrown more than ten meters away.
"Bang!" With a kick, Mo Poor hit his heart demon like a cannonball, and pressed his head against his chest, adding more force.
The heart demon of D was knocked into the air for more than ten meters as soon as he landed.
At this moment, the hatred had been transferred, and the bone sword seemed to smash the air, and slammed down on Mo Poor.
Mo Poor's petite body suddenly moved sideways, and unexpectedly dodged the sword.
The bone sword smashed to the ground, the rocks splashed, and the force sank.
Mo Poor estimated that if this sword fell on her, she would definitely die.
However... it has to be cut.
At this moment, Mo Poor enters the fighting **** state, which is the most dexterous time.
D's heart demon's automatic strategy is used to save life, not to kill. As long as Mo Qiong doesn't beat him to death, and feed him to death, his strength will be fixed at this level .
Taking advantage of the demon's attack, Mo Poor leaned down, hugged the opponent's thigh and kicked it hard.
The heart demon suddenly fell to the ground involuntarily, rolling more than ten times.
When it steadied itself and flew up, Mo Poor leaned in front of him again, as if he wanted to continue to throw it.
It danced in the air, and after deftly dodging a sword again, Mo Poor leaned forward and stepped on the shoulder of the demon, his legs clamped around his neck.
Following his strength, Mo Poor just wrapped his arms around its neck for a week.
With a sound, the inner demon was thrown away again, dancing with hands and feet, unable to stabilize his figure, and smashed his head on the road more than ten meters away.
Formalin asked Snake to follow behind, while he detained the figure of Heiyan and chased after it.
Seeing that Mo Poor threw his heart demon all the way away like a rolling gourd, Formalin was surprised: "You can even throw it?"
"It's stronger than me, so I can only rely on it!" Mo Poor said.
Formalin said in amazement: "Are you going to throw it back like this? Little... be careful!"
"Don't worry, I'm sure! Although I threw it, the damage is just a drizzle to it, not enough to trigger the strategy. It's not as fast as me, and I don't have the skills. I threw it like I threw my son. " Mo Poor said.
Formalin followed behind, looking at Mo Poor, he really threw back the demons all the way.
Mo Poor threw and pushed, pushed and pushed, pushed and lifted, lifted and flung.
The heart demon is like a small spinning top, being beaten by a combo of moves, it either turns over in the sky or rolls on the ground, bumping its head against the wall and hitting the tree with its buttocks.
Advance step by step towards the safe house.
Be specific, because both Mo Poor and Xin Demon are suffering from black flames, and formalin can't see it clearly.
But just looking at the posture, Mo Poor used all the techniques recorded in the Lanbai Society's fighting collection. He also learned the same technique, but when different people use it, the effect is very different. This is the difference in attainment.
He has only seen this feeling from a few Valkyries. The fact that a Valkyrie is able to perform body-on-body bruises so well is thanks to the blessings of the six senses that are far superior to ordinary people.
Mo Poor is not a Valkyrie, but he has the effect of a Valkyrie. If he becomes a Valkyrie, how good is it in close combat?
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