Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"puff"

The two of them didn't dodge, and with Wan Jun's divine power, they hit their opponents. Wang Mazi pierced through half of Da Jue's head with a punch, and passed through, stained with a large amount of blood.

And Dajue's evil thoughts also punched through Wang Mazi's abdomen, and the demon's ultimate move, the broken star punch, even shattered Wang Mazi's five internal organs.

This is a kind of fight that hurts both sides, and it is shocking.

It's just that while Dajue's body was recovering quickly, the ground under his feet exploded, and a fat pig full of mud and dust broke out from behind him.

The black nails scratched at the throat of Da Jue's evil thoughts.

At the same time, there was a sharp and ear-piercing roar in the air, and a resentment gushed out from the blood hammer that made even the most evil thoughts feel threatening.

The cooperation between Zhao Ke and Fat Pig was seamless.

Not only has the time been grasped to the extreme, but the angle is also extremely tricky.

"Zombie??"

After sensing the aura of the fat pig behind him, Dajue evil thought instantly weighed the pros and cons, ignored the fat pig, and quickly dodged the blood hammer attacking in front of him.

He has enough self-confidence, because he is a body of all evils, a zombie of this level can't hurt himself.

In a flash, Dajue's evil figure moved sideways, Fat Pig saw it, and grabbed him by the throat with his unceremonious hands.

The sharp nails scratched his skin with a screeching sound like cutting glass.

"Hmph, as expected."

It seemed that everything was as he had expected. Zombies of this level could not hurt themselves.

However, at this moment, he saw the blood hammer that he dodged just now, hitting Fat Pig's forehead impartially.

"Boom!"

Strong resentment poured into Fat Pig's body in an instant, causing Fat Pig to scream excitedly. Under the blessing of resentment, strange runes flashed on the sharp claws, and with a snap of the fingertips, it was easy to tear the flesh of the evil thoughts.

"not good!"

Dajue evil thought realized something was wrong and punched Fat Pig on the chest with his backhand, but he still couldn't break free immediately, and was torn off half of his neck by Fat Pig in his fright and anger.

"what!!"

Under the screams, the figure of Dajue Evil finally broke free from the fat pig's sharp claws. He was seriously injured, and he couldn't even recover at the speed of his injury.

The figure moved and turned into a puff of black smoke, wanting to flee far away.

However, what greeted him was endless strange sound waves.

Camille, who had already taken out the guitar, waved the strings wildly with her slender fingers.

A frenzied heavy metal rock song forms a terrifying sound wave, which distorts the space around Dajue's evil thoughts.

"Bitch!"

For a moment, he felt that the evil thoughts added to his wounds, screaming and cursing and rolling down from the black smoke to the ground. At this time, Wang Mazi looked like a heavenly soldier, gnawing the ginseng essence that Zhao Ke gave him with his left hand, and holding the ginseng essence in his right hand. An iron fist the size of a casserole slammed heavily on the head of Da Jue's evil thoughts.

"puff!"

The remaining half of the head was instantly smashed to pieces, like a big watermelon falling from a tall building, and the red and white liquid splashed all around.

In the ghost city, everyone looked at Zhao Ke's team and beat them up almost shamelessly.

To actually show such terrifying strength, he has completely lost any thought.

I only heard someone say to his companions with a blank face: "Is there still a place on the roof? Leave me a seat..."

The gamblers were not the only ones in the crowd who were equally shocked and desperate.

Shao Bing, who had fought against Wang Mazi before, also turned pale in bursts.

He knew Wu Jiu better than anyone present.

The last time I fought in Fuyun City.

It impressed him deeply, and made him know that Wu Jiu was completely different from these melee postmen.

All of this guy's stamps are passive blessings.

And the passive blessing of those stamps will make him faster, stronger, and physically stronger.

But that's about it.

This guy abandoned all active abilities and concentrated on practicing martial arts hard.

This is his advantage and also his disadvantage.

The disadvantage, of course, is that as a pure martial arts master, what he has to face is a master with ever-changing abilities.

If he can't break the ten wisdom with one force, then he will fall into a very passive and fierce battle next.

There are too many constraints.

But he also has a strong advantage, that is, once he can grow up, he will be destined to reach the top.

And he's growing fast.

It's like getting the blessing of the pair of golden gloves after comprehending martial arts.

Pig once tried to put on the gloves, but finally gave up.

This golden glove is not suitable for him, precisely because this glove is not only sacred.

It is also because this pair of gloves has an additional bonus effect on passive abilities.

For Wang Mazi, this is simply a custom-made magic weapon.

That's why Wang Mazi made such terrifying progress.

At least at this moment, Shao Bing knew that he was no longer qualified to fight Wang Mazi, so he sat down on the stone beside him with a downcast face.

It seemed that all the shouts and screams in front of him had nothing to do with him.

The most painful thing in life is not when you meet someone better than yourself.

Instead, he saw those guys who were not as good as him, turned over and stepped on himself.

When Shao Bing laughed bitterly, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from beside him.