Chapter 382： Another Wuhun Fusion Skill (1/2)

The black mask on Ma Hongjun's face shattered in the first place, and the ugly fat face that had been burned was exposed, and his face was still full of blood, which looked very scary.

”Don't kill me.” He only had time to call out these three words in horror, and then he saw a large amount of blood shoot out from all over his body.

Zhu Zhuqing's attack speed was too fast, the soul skill of Nether Paw Claw attacked hundreds of times in an instant, so fast that Ma Hongjun's body could not react.

He didn't even feel the pain when he saw the blood shoot out.

His clothes were flying with the flesh and blood. Under Zhu Zhuqing's attack, the clothes on his body turned into countless fragments and fell downward.

The terrifying burn scars on Ma Hongjun's body and facial skin were immediately revealed, plus the dense wounds on his body, it looked terrifying.

It wasn't until Zhu Zhuqing's Hundred Claws ended that Ma Hongjun screamed sternly. The massive loss of blood caused him to weaken rapidly. He who had already had enough spirit power, no longer had a trace of resistance.

”Go to death!” Dai Mubai roared, and the huge white tiger leaped up. The tiger's claw was full of oppressive aura and patted towards Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's attack was too fast, even if Dai Mubai had the intention to save one another, it was still a step too late, and Ma Hongjun was already terrible.

At this moment, both Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuyun in the Netherworld White Tiger were both extremely angry.

They have all performed martial arts fusion skills, but Zhu Zhuqing actually injured Ma Hongjun under their eyelids, which is simply a shame.

In the state of martial arts fusion skills, his attack power has actually surpassed Zhu Zhuqing, but Zhu Zhuqing is too fast and too flexible.

Zhu Zhuqing did not have the ability to fly. Now he was in a high altitude and had nowhere to take advantage. Dai Mubai didn't believe that Zhu Zhuqing could escape his attack this time.

As long as he is attacked by his tiger claws, Zhu Zhuqing will definitely be seriously injured. What is the difficulty of solving another catwoman?

Just as the tiger's claw was about to slap Zhu Zhuqing, a cold voice rang under the Netherworld White Tiger.

”Have you forgotten my existence?”

Below the Nether White Tiger, the little raccoon also jumped up, and his sharp claws ran across the Nether White Tiger’s abdomen. If the Nether White Tiger’s skin was not thick enough, its belly would be broken by the little raccoon.

”Damn it.” Dai Mubai roared, furious.

”Damn it!” Tang San also roared in the distance, trying to rush to support him, but was blocked by Xiao Wu.

The injury on the abdomen was already considered a serious injury to the Netherworld White Tiger, and the martial arts fusion skills would not last long.

But he did not give up his attack on Zhu Zhuqing, and the huge tiger claws still patted Zhu Zhuqing with an indomitable momentum.

Just when everyone thought Zhu Zhuqing was about to be slapped by a tiger paw, Zhu Zhuqing sneered and kicked his feet on Ma Hongjun's bare and wounded body.

Ma Hongjun screamed loudly, spouted a mouthful of blood, and slammed his body downward.

Just now Zhu Zhuqing’s Netherworld Hundred Claws caused him a trauma. Now this kick has caused him serious internal injuries, and he almost fainted.

With the help of this kick, Zhu Zhuqing's body bounced in the opposite direction, just to avoid the huge tiger paw.

”Ah--” Dai Mubai snarled frantically. This blow hadn't even hit Zhu Zhuqing. What a great opportunity, it was just missed.

”Fatty!” Oscar rushed over and stretched out his hands to catch Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun's weight surpassed that of ordinary people, and the impact of the fall was definitely not so easy to withstand when Zhu Zhuqing pushed hard.

The moment he touched Ma Hongjun's body, Oscar realized his carelessness.

Ma Hongjun was covered with fat, and Oscar couldn't catch it at all. Coupled with the terrifying impact, he was smashed to the ground by Ma Hongjun, almost spurting out blood, and his hands were about to break.

”Fatty!” Oscar shouted desperately, got out of Ma Hongjun's body, half hugged Ma Hongjun, and desperately dragged it to the edge.

Ma Hongjun was still screaming, his blood loss made him weaker and weaker.

Oscar stuffed Ma Hongjun's mouth with a big sausage, and continued to drag Ma Hongjun away.