Iron black light gradually enveloped the little fat man. His mana value decreased rapidly. The 10% life value consumed by the body of steel was ok, but that 300 mana value was not a small number for the little fat man. For this reason, he spent a high price to buy equipment to increase the maximum mana value.

The little fat man's arms gradually turned iron black, and he immediately put away his shield to avoid metal assimilation.

"Since you are determined to die, I will fulfill you."

The look of the little fat man was a little ferocious. The pale gold scroll was not provided by the blood adventure group, but was acquired by him by chance. It was not a "public" thing. It was hard to avoid heartache when it was used.

It takes a short buffer time to use the body of steel. The little fat man is in the space of different dimensions. Once the body of steel is activated, he can ignore the attack of Su Xiao and brother Wusan.

When the little fat man showed his ferocity and was ready to kill Su Xiao and brother Wusan, his expression suddenly froze because of the hint of reincarnation paradise.

[insufficient mana, skill interrupted. ]

the tips of this reincarnation paradise make the fat people feel particularly dazzling.

"How could it be! I intentionally set aside 300 mana points to prevent... "

The little fat man was stunned suddenly. He thought of a hint before.

[eroded by unknown energy, your mana has been destroyed by 140 points. ]

the little fat man has 475 mana points in total. For the tan whose physical strength is the main attribute, this number of mana points has been calculated a lot.

Before the little fat man fought with brother Wusan, he activated the skill on the shield once and consumed 50 mana points. He had 425 left. After that, he did not consume any more mana points.

But after Su Xiao's knife, the little fat man's mana dropped to 285, so he couldn't open the body of steel.

The space fluctuates, and the little fat man is excluded by the space of different dimensions. He looks like a dead man. There is nothing more depressing than that he can't open a big move. You should know that the little fat man doesn't know how much resources are spent to build this ability.

The body of steel is strong. If it can't be used, it's useless. No, it's also used for some purposes. At least when you check the skill list, it's gorgeous. After all, it's lv.40's high-level ability.

Little fatty doesn't want to see the skill list now. When he sees the skills of lv.20 or lv.30, he will feel angry. These skills are gray and can't be used.

"I'm scared. I think I'll do something."

Brother Wusan, who has calmed down, makes a mockery. As the master, he is not strong in control, but he is good at evasion.

The little fat man stood speechless and the wound behind him was closed and scarred. This is the recovery ability derived from high physical strength. Of course, it also has the effect of passive skills.

The little fat man not only has a strong body defense, but also has a strong recovery ability. In the third level, he has a nickname, tiedan'er. Although it's not very pleasant, it means that the little fat man is as hard to fight as an iron ball.

Tiedaner is in a bad mood, which is not the point. The point is that he feels that he is in danger of dying here.

This idea just appeared in the brain, the little fat man shook his head.

"Sun Z ~"

brother Wusan had a big drink and his face was full of cheap laughter.

"This is the rest of my routine."

The little fat man looks down on brother Wusan, but he is always on guard against Su Xiao.

Su Xiao is not far from little fat. He can't cut the shield in little fat's hand. He waits for brother Wusan to drag him down. After winking at brother Wusan, brother Wusan's mouth twitches.

"Or should I go first?"

Brother Wusan smiles.

"You are tan, am I going first?"

Su Xiao stares at brother Wusan, who rubs his swollen face.

"I've been beaten like this. Won't it hurt your conscience to let me go first?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."

Su Xiao kicks a stone under his feet, which is hit on brother Wusan's mechanical fist sleeve.

"I know. I know. It's a close teammate."

Brother Wusan hesitated for a moment, shouted "I rnmmp" to the little fat man and rushed forward.

Although little fatty doesn't want to pay much attention to brother Wusan, it's also an enemy. It's not proper to pay no attention at all. In little fatty's mind, Su Xiao is a sharp blade that can cut his throat at any time, while brother Wusan is a piece of dog skin plaster, which can't be beaten to death, thrown away, and disgusting.

The more disgusting the little fat man is, the happier brother Wusan is.

"What about the arrogance just now? Let's have another beep. "

Brother Wusan beats the little fat man fiercely. The little fat man's defense focus is not on him. He always stares at Su Xiao.

Su Xiao walked around the battle group slowly. As long as the little fat man had a flaw, he would rush to the other side in an instant.

Because Su Xiao is always on guard, it's hard for little fatty to miss when defending brother Wusan's iron fist. Brother Wusan beat him several times. As for the fight back, little fatty didn't think about it at all.

At this time, the little fat man showed how weak the members of the adventure group were when they were alone, and his single ability made him not even have the chance to retreat.

Fortunately, the little fat man has contacted Huang Fen, and Huang Fen is coming at full speed. After butterfly died, the little fat man faintly noticed that the situation was not good, so he resolutely contacted Huang Fen.

Brother Wusan, who has already hit Hi, jumped up. If it was in the past, he was looking for death, but the little fat man didn't pay attention to him at all.

Brother Wusan smiled when he found that little fat man despised himself so much.

"Opportunity!"

When brother Wusan's body fell, he gave a loud drink, which was a signal to Su Xiao.

Twenty times the weight.

Brother Wusan's mechanical boxer has a white pattern. His speed of punching is obviously slowed down, but the momentum is heavy.

The little fat man immediately realized that it was wrong and blocked the shield at his side.

Boom!

Twenty times the weight of the huge mechanical boxer hit the shield, the little fat man's bite muscle bulged, and the mud splashed under his feet.

Poop!

The little fat man only felt a cold behind his back, and a deep cut mark came out.

"Ah!"

Brother Wusan roars and presses the mechanical fist.

After Su Xiao cut out a knife, he raised the long knife again on the other side of his body, following the power of the Dragon flash.

The long knife tore the air, Pooh, and then cut behind the little fat man. There was an X-shaped cut mark behind the little fat man.

After receiving two stabs in succession, the little fat man vomited blood. He immediately wanted to activate the repulsion skill, but the reincarnation paradise indicated that his mana value was insufficient.

At this time, the little fat man wanted to shout loudly that I said "you immortal board". When the sabre saw the bone, he recognized it. As the Lord, he was used to being beaten. What was the mana value of devouring and killing? His mana value was not much. After receiving the third sabre of Su Xiao, he had only 5 mana values.

Glancing at the remaining life and mana, the little fat man finally saw fear in his eyes.

Brother Wusan blocks two mechanical boxers in front of him. He is ready for the enemy's repelling or charging skills.

After waiting for two seconds, brother Wusan was surprised to find that nothing happened. The little fat man just blocked his shield in front of him, while Su Xiao slashed with a knife, which made sparks splash.

"Why not use skills?"

Brother Wusan was puzzled, but it didn't affect him to beat the little fat man.

Su Xiao and brother Wusan were one before the other. A few minutes later, the little fat man was covered with blood. He was helpless. Now, let's not talk about his ability. He can't even use the low consumption skill attached to the equipment.

"Wait, you're not far off."

Little fat man is not a threat of empty talk. The burning is coming.