Chapter 83

The painting style of the eight claw monster is strange.

Its fear of pain is deep in its bones.

Every time you are hit by a stone, you should take back one tentacle.

In the end, it just ran slowly with two tentacles, without the fearless charge.

This made Fang Mo want to laugh.

But he knows best how dangerous this thing is.

If it's cute, it's wrong.

Once it really comes to the front, Fang Mo will definitely be torn up without leaving any room.

It's just that in evolution, we are more sensitive to pain.

This is recorded by Ye Qingcheng.

"However, I seem to have unconsciously created a playing method?" Fang Mo kept throwing stones out, his face very serious.

Kite play.

If you can get close to

"Forget it!" Fang Mo shook his head and refused in his heart.

But soon, he felt that he had to be close.

The octopus is really defending and afraid of pain, but it has been looking for Fang Mo and has not suffered much damage.

In other words, this approach is wrong.

"No, it's not the wrong way, but I don't have that strength."

"If I really complete the third evolution, I think I can play like this..."

"But if I had evolved for the third time, I would still need such a blow. Although it is exaggerated, it will never be my opponent again."

Don't laugh bitterly.

In other words, the method he practiced is a chicken rib.

Not really.

After all, a stone can explode like a bullet. How can it be so powerful that it explodes?

In a safe world, don't think anyone can explode bullet damage.

Maybe, throw out a brick

You have to break a person's head.

Tut, people are too weak.

Looking at the guy who still perseveres in his pursuit and constantly changes his strategy to significantly improve his speed, Fang Mo is very speechless.

In fact, it can completely give up defense.

Or leave only one or two tentacles for defense.

The rest came to him at full speed, and then attacked him crazily. As long as he could last a round, he would be finished.

"What am I thinking?"

"I'm trying to get this guy to take care of me..."

Fang Mo thinks he's out of his mind.

He slowly lifted his breath and looked at the eight clawed monster who was close at hand and was about to come near.

This time, he didn't retreat.

But carefully observed the appearance of this guy.

It really looks like an octopus, that is, squid.

In the center of the eight tentacles is its large head that looks extremely uncoordinated.

On his head, two not so small eyes twinkled with crazy bloodthirsty light.

A pair of nostrils kept sending out thick air, like an attacking cow.

After observing, the octopus approached him.

Fang Mo noticed that there was a flash of excitement on the eight claw monster's face, and then secretly took down a tentacle on his face and slowly fell down.

It's as if humans want to capture other animals, calm, calm and careful.

Compared with the wisdom of zombies, I don't know how much it has improved.

Suddenly, Fang Mo moved.

At the moment when the octopus was about to throw out his tentacle, he flashed to the other side with all his strength, and then madly approached it.

Poof poof!

Although he is not a single dog, he is definitely fast enough.

Just for a moment, he left no less than seven or eight scars on the tentacles of the eight claw monster, and some black and red blood flowed out of the wounds.

"Ow!"

"Ow!"

The octopus is crazy!

It no longer defends, but swings its eight tentacles wildly, trying to kill Fang Mo in front of it.

Unfortunately, Fang Mo's speed is not weak, and the position he is standing now belongs to the body range of the eight claw monster.

If it wants to really exert itself, it must first beat itself.

So, before more and faster tentacles came, Fang Mo quickly approached the head of the eight claw monster.

His eyes became very deep, and the meaning of ice and cold was brewing inside. The spider strange limb dagger in his hand also emits a cold light in the light.

Poof!

Poof!

Whoosh!

Fang Mo's crazy prick, but this guy's skin is too thick.

Although it is less than 2.45 meters tall, it is more than 1.5 meters wide.

Obviously, its skin is very thick. It wants to break the zombie, but it is only thirty or forty centimeters of skin, and it brings out disaster gel.

Unless

He can make his dagger longer.

But this is unrealistic, and he has begun to adapt to fighting with his own body. He is not ready to fight with weapons.

Just because he wanted to take such a dagger, he took it.

Now regret, but it's too late.

Of course, he doesn't regret it.

As mentioned earlier, ye Qingcheng told in his notebook that all weapons are useless in the future. Only the evolution of the body is necessary.

And when the body evolves, weapons also appear.

That is what is most worthy of reliance. As for ordinary weapons, they have been completely eliminated.

"Ow, Ow!"

The eight clawed monster felt the threat. It "squatted" itself on the ground, and then took back all its tentacles.

"Is this about to start?" Fang Mo was a little anxious.

He hasn't found a chance to break in yet, but this guy starts to shrink himself. It's obvious that he wants to play snake

Use your own tentacles to hoop him into it, buckle him tightly, and severely crush his flesh and bones all over his body!

Poof!

After another, he began to despair.

Because he felt that he had been surrounded by that thing.

Cluck

Bones, flesh and blood were caught by the eight claw monster.

I really can't run away now.

An eight clawed monster actually uses a snake to make people. It's really cross species!

Fang Mo is very angry. At the same time, the sharp pain in his body is reminding him to look for opportunities quickly, otherwise

Will die!

You'll die!

Under this thought, he burst out an extremely huge willpower, and his mind was crystal clear.

The pictures in his notebook began to flash in his mind.

Especially about the eight clawed monster.

At the beginning, he took a casual look and knew this guy's weakness, but he didn't remember so firmly. He just knew that there was a damage point on its brain shell.

As long as it is destroyed, it can be suppressed directly.

Like the zombies without the cataclysmic gel, they will re soften and turn into a cold, cold body.

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

"Where is it, where is it?!"

Someone said.

Why didn't he remember from the beginning, or take out his notebook when he saw the zombie?

First of all, he did remember at the beginning, but there are many kinds of monsters above. He can remember most of the shortcomings. There are a few, but he only remembers a general idea.

Secondly, if he dared to take out his notebook and didn't look at it, it might have launched an offensive long ago.

This is a beast like thing, like a wolf and a tiger.

Once Fang Mo shows the slightest weakness, it will immediately seize the opportunity to attack him.

"Here!?"

"No?!"