Chapter 3417: Han Te Chuan (83) The Test of Men (2/2)
But he soon woke up, and because he had just fallen into a trance, he became more and more angry.
”Shoo! Shoo!”
Hundreds of tentacles shot towards Teresa from all directions.
”what!”
Although many demon men perceive Teresa’s earth-shattering aura, they don’t know what her true fighting power is. You know, even the **** of war in their minds, the great Lord Kuba who has been in the **** battle demon world for decades. , Just fell under the tentacles and minions of Black Jack!
Can Teresa hold on?
Must hold on!
The demons unconsciously accepted Teresa's existence, regarded her as the new crimson queen, and stood firmly on her side.
”Compared to that hideous tentacle monster, or a lovely queen like Teresa, is more suitable for ruling the blood war demon world, right?”
The demons think so.
Although Black Jack's appearance is far from ”savage” if you ignore the tentacles, but Teresa is really cute.
”Huh! Huh! Huh!”
Teresa stayed still, waiting for hundreds of tentacles to stab herself like a javelin, until she was no more than three meters away, the whole body bloomed bright and smooth, and the liquid metal armor was condensed with hundreds of flying wings as thin as cicada wings. The blade, if it has life, can automatically lock the target and cut off all the tentacles at once.
”Chi! Chi Chi Chi Chi!”
A large amount of black and golden mucus spewed from the fractured tentacles, and Black Jack's entire face was distorted with pain.
Teresa took the opportunity to sprint, and took the initiative to shoot at Black Jack like lightning.
Black Jack let out a low roar and moved hundreds of tentacles to attack Teresa again.
Teresa curled up, and with the help of the liquid metal armor, it turned into a metal ball full of spikes, which swept away all the tentacles of Black Jack in the high-speed rotation, and reached the black. Three feet in front of Jack, the unparalleled fighting spirit shrouded all the vitals of Black Jack's body.
”boom!”
Teresa, who seemed elegant and holy, made a move that was particularly inelegant and holy.
She looked like a fierce tigress, with a vicious knee bump, hitting directly three inches below Black Jack's belly button.
The knee pads of the liquid metal armor formed a collision angle just right.
Teresa slammed the entire horn, three inches below Black Jack's belly button, and pushed it in.
Black Jack let out the screams of a soprano soprano, clutching his abdomen and falling down.
”Now, you know how painful it takes to be a real man, right?”
Teresa said coldly.