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Chapter 1765 Burning Man in the Woods

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After these rays of fire sprang up, they instantly ignited Sorog's two forearms and palms, causing the fire snake to scurry away.

Any place where the oily liquid was smeared by the hornwood dragon would burst into flames, and the flames would get stronger and stronger.

The snow previously stained on the armor of Sorog's arms was instantly baked and evaporated, without any effect.

Sorog was shocked when he saw this scene. He didn't understand why the blood of the horned wood dragon would catch fire when it dripped on his arms, nor why the flames on his arms were so big.

The huge fire head also radiated huge heat, which made Sorog's hands and forearms feel hot. He quickly threw his body down, and at the same time, he slammed his arms into the snow and rolled hard.

Get up and try to put out the fire.

But this move was of no avail. The flames on the armor of his arms were not affected at all. After turning the snow on the ground into water, it became more and more prosperous, and the flames became bigger and bigger. They jumped up and down, taking Sorog with him.

The clothes above his arms also burned.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Sorog cursed loudly, quickly extinguished the flames on his sleeves, and at the same time beat his arms harder on the ground, but it had no effect at all.

But at this moment, the Jiaomu Jiao on the side had already seen the right opportunity and rushed towards him quickly, stabbing his neck hard with the dagger in his hand.

Sorog trembled and subconsciously used his burning left arm to block.

bite!

The dagger in Jiaomu Jiao's hand stabbed the armor of Sorog's left arm firmly. At the same time, Jiaomu Jiao's whole body pressed upwards, pushing Sorog's left arm back, and the entire

The hot armor burning with flames pressed directly onto the left side of Sorog's face.

"ah!"

Sorog instantly screamed in pain, and subconsciously punched out his other fist, hitting the Jiaomu Jiao's abdomen.

"puff……"

The Jiaomu Jiao groaned and took a few steps back again. Fortunately, Sorog was in severe pain and could not use his full strength, so the damage of this punch to the Jiaomu Jiao was limited.

"Ah! Ah!"

Sorog cried out in pain, his two arms burning with flames waving randomly in the air, his voice was shrill and full of pain.

The entire left side of his face was blackened, and the armor on his arms had been burned red by the blazing flames. His arms and hands felt as if they had been roasted on a soldering iron, and the pain was excruciating.

Moreover, he was suffering so much that it was difficult for him to reach out and touch the snaps on the armor, so he could only endure the pain.

And the clothes on his body gradually started to burn, and it began to spread all over his body.

"Ah! Ah——!"

While Sorog screamed, he hit the trees on both sides of the forest frantically and hard, causing leaves to fall from the direct blow, but this did not alleviate his pain at all.

He seemed to have lost his mind under the severe pain. He quickly turned around and ran deep into the woods. As he ran, he rolled on the snow from time to time, trying to put out the fire on his body. Unknowingly,

By the time he woke up, he had already run away and disappeared deep into the woods.

"call……"

Jiaomu Jiao let out a long breath, hugged his severed arm and sat down on the ground. He leaned against the tree trunk behind him and breathed heavily. He was very happy for a moment. Fortunately, he thought of a countermeasure in time and took advantage of it.

Defeated Sorog.

Otherwise, once his arm is broken and he suffers internal injuries, there is really only one way to die.

It is estimated that Sorog never dreamed that the defensive and offensive armor he relied on most would eventually become his weakness!

Jiaomu Jiao rested for a moment, then tore the clothes on his chest with force, tore it into strips of cloth, broke a branch, fixed his severed arm to the branch with the strip of cloth, then grabbed the dagger on the ground and pointed it towards the bottom of the hillside.

Walked over quickly.

At this time, the shouting at the bottom of the hillside had become much quieter, but this also made the horned wood dragon more and more worried, and it rushed down impatiently.

On the other side, Lin Yu was dragging the unconscious Ling Xiao and running towards Jiaomu Jiao and the others.

Ling Xiao's face, which was dragged on the ground like a dead dog, was already dripping with blood and his flesh was bruised because he was hit in the head by countless sandstones and tree stumps along the way.

At this moment, Lin Yu, who was running, suddenly froze, frowned and looked forward, and found a bright light flashing in front of him, and this bright light was rushing towards him quickly, getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer.

Coming closer...

Then his expression suddenly changed, and he opened his eyes in disbelief. The light in front of him turned out to be a burning person?!

He would never have imagined in his wildest dreams that this living person flying towards him was Sorog!

Sorog, who was in so much pain that he lost his mind, rushed into the depths of the woods regardless. He didn't seem to expect to meet Lin Yu here. At this time, he seemed to have recognized Lin Yu and couldn't help but follow him.

A slow down.

But at this moment, his hand that kept patting the flames on his body suddenly stopped, took out the syringe from his waist, and then inserted the needle into his body without hesitation.


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