Chapter 469: On the front line of Mo's life and death (2)

I didn't say anything. After the impact of the water column, their opponent finally showed up. It was a huge spider man. The whole body was human, but the eight feet on both sides were exposed. The navel eyes can even shoot spider silk. Not only can the spider silk attack them, but they can also instantly form a spider web in front of him, becoming his protective shield, blocking all attacks for him.
"Damn, no matter how many times I look at it, laborers feel sick."
The eight feet of the Spider-Man could be extended. After Mo Wenyang's water knife waved off one of the feet and attacked, he scolded and avoided the oncoming spider silk, and threw a fire statue without thinking. With the spider silk, I thought it should be able to burn it, but it can be nourished
I only heard the sound of Zizi, the flame wrapped around the spider silk went out, Mo Wenyang took a closer look and almost vomited a bit of old blood. The spider silk was actually covered with a layer of ice crystals, that is to say, this spider Humans are of the ice system and happen to be the nemesis of the fire system.
"puff"
"Fuck, what the are you doing?"
Just as he was strangling, the spider feet that were previously swung away attacked again. Mo Wenyang was too late to dodge. The spider feet cut through his chest and almost penetrated him directly. Seeing this scene of Tan Weiye breathing They almost stopped, and rushed towards him without thinking, grabbing his body with one hand, and condensing a gold sword to cut the spider feet attacked again.
"Kee, leave me alone, you go first."
The wound on the chest spread directly from the clavicle to the lower abdomen. The flesh turned out and looked very scary. The blood was desperately rushing out like money. Mo Wenyang felt like he was dizzy. He felt that the spider feet seemed to be The poisonous one, seeing that Tan Weiye resisted very hard, and he courageously did not say, trying to join the battle again, dragging the opponent with himself, the person he loved has lost once, and ca n’t lose the second time, Even if he died, he would talk about Weiye's safety.
"You said, you have to die together."
Tan Weiye, who was fighting in the gods, didn't even look at him. His brain was full of fighting and fighting. The eighth-level mutants were very tricky for them, not to mention that the spider people on the other side were still nineth-level, regardless of physical strength or The powers are enough to crush them. The two men had barely been able to support them. Now it ’s time to replace him, and you have to pay attention to the spider feet or silk that attack Mo Wenyang at any time. The abilities can't be switched as they want, and they can only use the gold sword to separate the oncoming attacks.
"Who is going to die with you."
Muttering in a low voice, Mo Wenyang endured the pain of the body, and concentrated on condensing the abilities. The water system required high mental power. In his current state, he could no longer use it, and the fire system's attack power was much weaker. , Reluctantly separated attacks, unable to take the initiative to attack the other party, still can not reduce the pressure on Tan Weiye.
"Be careful!"
"puff!"
Suddenly, the dense ice cones came face to face, Mo Wenyang was frightened, his pupils shrank, adrenaline was stimulated to rise immediately, the associated wounds gave out more blood, severe blood loss combined with poisoning, and he tried to roar carefully. After a few words, a strong dizziness struck. Mo Wenyang's legs softened, and his dim eyes only saw Tan Weiye suddenly embrace him. His whole body was metalized to block all the attacks, and he himself, The metalized back was dented by continuous ice cones, fearing that all the internal organs would be injured.
"Do not"
Mo Wenyang felt a pain in his heart, trying to concentrate his energy, and wanted to break away from his protection, but Tan Weiye clinched his efforts and ran back. "Don't move Wenyang, cough, I can't hold it for long"
But he will certainly save him.
"Bumping"
The ice cone and the spider's feet kept overlapping and smashing on him, and the metalized Tan Weiye's body was sunk everywhere, and from time to time in the escape, he would throw a wooden thorn back, although it was useless, Can't resist the attack of the opponent at all, but at least let him breathe and give Mo Wenyang more vitality.
"No"
Mo Wenyang wanted to help him or stop him, but he couldn't do it, and he was still sober now
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