The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Sure enough, a monster like Yamon must have muscles in his brain, otherwise, when I was upset, I wouldn't attack me so incomprehensibly.

For this kind of monsters with low IQ, low EQ, and violent tendencies at every turn, we must rectify severely and severely-with my knife.

Although the Matthew Sword has two curling edges, it does not mean that it has lost its use value.

In other words, it is also the work of old Paqi's conscience. Although he is stingy, he likes to take advantage, and he likes to use other people's things as his own, but the weapons he forged are one by one.

It's just a pity that he doesn't even know how to forge enchanted weapons.

Is this a pity?

Except where the blade is rolled, the other blades are equally sharp.

I have to say that once a monster like Amon has aroused the potential of the body, it is really much more difficult to deal with than usual.

Although the damaged wounds are still badly damaged, this does not affect its combat effectiveness at all!

Uh... well, it will still have a little impact.

At least two fists were waved at the same time, but now only one fist can be waved.

The level of fighting has also risen...half the level.

Amon roared and rushed over, swinging the intact fist, and slamming it against my body.

This punch does not contain any punching techniques, nor does it have any skills. It is just a simple, angry, and exhausting punch.

Therefore, the speed of this punch is very fast and the power is also very large.

Although I don't know if I can take this punch perfectly, I want to try it.

Holding the handle of the knife in one hand and supporting the back of the knife in the other, he lifted the blade up to face the enemy. On the surface of the blade, the fuzzy patterns continued to undulate, like the surface of a lake disturbed by gravel.

Unsurprisingly, his fist hit the sword's blade heavily, and the overwhelming force quickly passed from the blade to his hand, then his arms, then the entire upper body, and then my legs and feet.

Under Juli’s pressure, my knees creaked and squeaked. This was a response to this Juli and a reminder to me: I was about to reach the limit.

Coming to the Hefeng Continent and entering the dungeon, apart from the tauren boss, this was the first monster that made me feel oppressed.

The strong bones and powerful force almost broke through my defenses.

The squeaky screams of the Zhan Matei knife heard in his ears, and the blade, which was more than one inch wide and one meter long, was finally twisted into twists under the strong impact.

And the fist of the instigator was also destroyed by the force of the too sharp blade and resonance.

The fleshy blood vessels on the five thick fingers, without exception, all shattered, turned into a pool of meat, and fell to the ground.

The blood kept flowing out, completely dyeing the white bones red, and flowing down the barely intact skin and flesh.

Amon let out a roar again, and this time, it seemed even more heartbreaking.

Who let you hit the blade!

I thought coldly.

Glancing at the Matthew Sword in his hand, it has completed its career mission, even if it is rebuilt, it will be difficult to use it in the future.

It is not that after recasting, its toughness and hardness will decrease, but it is really because it is no longer able to compete with monsters after fifteenth floors.

But think about it carefully, it can be considered as having an extraordinary experience.

After all, this is something I got in the hands of a fourth-level adventurer, and it's still a corpse thief. The quality is medium at best. Killing monsters all the way to this place is dead.

But at the thought of throwing it away, there is always a suspicion of being dead.

After a few seconds of ideological struggle, he finally sighed and put it aside for the time being. After I went back, I would ask Old Paqi to help re-forge it. Even if it was not used, it could be hung on the wall as a souvenir.

Amon finally recovered from the severe pain, one of its wrists had already been slapped, and the fingers on the other fist had lost its function and could no longer make a fist.

Losing both fists means that the tiger has lost its claws, and the threat effect it can produce is instantly reduced by more than half.

Even if the threat is halved, a monster is a monster. As long as there are teeth, it will burst out of the dark corner at any time and bite your throat firmly.

Therefore, monsters that are not friendly must die!

This has become my creed when walking in the Hefeng Continent Underground City.

Putting aside the twisted Matthew Sword, he held the Naotai Sword in his hand.

This straight sword is made by a short sword dropped by the boss in the gap. Its toughness can't catch up with a mate sword and a horse. The sharpness surpasses most sharp weapons due to the enchantment.

Although the length is not as good as the slashing mata sword, it is more convenient to use. Driven by the killing intent, the effect of combat skills is once again reflected on the Naota sword.

The figure was flashing, and he came to Amon's front in a blink of an eye, the blade flashed, and it struck Amon's shoulder.

At this time, Amon was frightened because of the loss of his hands, and even some signs of defeat.

However, when I saw my figure appear in front of it again, the fear that gathered in my heart instantly turned into a thick hatred.

It opened its mouth wide, and uttered a roar at me: Moo!

Although the roar was inconsistent, the volume was loud and ear-sounding. I only felt a hum in my ears, and I couldn't hear any movement around, except for the constant hum.

Do you have tinnitus?

I thought, but I couldn't stop and investigate. I was less than half a meter away from Amon, and the straight sword in my hand was already fully charged, and I only had a stab at it.

A cold light, with a light click, slashed into Amon's body like running water when the straight sword slashed directly into the chest and abdomen from the left shoulder.

What a good knife! Really sharp enough!

I praised it.

Amon felt that the general situation was gone. He estimated that he could not escape the catastrophe. In despair, his eyes broke out with cruel gaze again. He lifted his thigh that was thicker than my waist and slammed it. Kicked my feet on my stomach.

The strength is not over, my knife has not been closed, and the body in the air can't move, the force of that ruthless kick completely eaten into my body.

The force of this foot seems to be stronger than the previous punch. I feel that my whole body, as if being hit by a car, arched, drawn an arc in mid-air, and fell heavily to three meters. Outside the ground.

Naodaa also left his hand and left on Amon's lower abdomen.

The shocking wound that was cut out from the shoulder to the lower abdomen before, instantly spurted countless blood.

Even so, Amon is still not dead!

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