Chapter 847

The figure of the fog snake turned into a mist and disappeared. However, Wang Mang suddenly felt cold and gloomy when he was peeped at by others.

he frowned and looked around. There was no mist in the huge Shura field, but where was the fog snake?

"Hum!" Wang Mang suddenly turned his head and looked at the sound source. Unfortunately, the sound was just the afterwave of the air shaking on the wall, not a special sound.

just as Wang Mang put down his vigilance, suddenly a short blade made of pure white fog appeared in front of his neck, which could not be covered by thunder The power of the ear cut on Wang Mang's throat, and a touch of red blood spattered out instantly!

Wang Mang stepped back and covered his bleeding neck with his hands. His eyes were congested and bulging, and his throat kept making a harsh murmur!

Wisps of mist in his throat kept winding and rolling, preventing the healing of his wound!

Even though Wang Mang's recovery is amazing, under the interference of thin line fog, it is difficult to instantly heal the wound!

"Ha ha!" The figure of fog snake appeared slowly with the white blade stained with blood,

he grinned and looked at Wang Mang's face covering his neck and said, "how about it? It's a bad taste, isn't it

He shook the blood on the blade and walked towards Wang Mang. Wang Mang held the halberd tightly with his hands, and his eyes were as red as a wild animal!

"It's no use. Your wound is fatal. No matter how strong your recovery is, you can't heal it in a minute or two!"

As the snake approached Wang Mang's body, the short white blade in his hand suddenly stretched out and turned into a long and narrow sword. He chopped away at Wang Mang!

With a bang, the halberd in Wang Mang's hand blocked the chopping sword, and with a sense of suffocation, he tried his best to resist the continuous chopping attack of the fog snake,

"Zheng! Zheng! "Zheng!" Wang Mang's body became more and more weak with the sound of metal and iron striking each other, and his action to resist the attack of the fog snake became a little slow.

Wang Mang's defensive action appeared a gap in a trance, and with a "poop Yi", the long sword of the fog snake cut at Wang Mang's shoulder blade in an instant, and strands of white silk thread wrapped around the bleeding wound, making the blood flow more turbulent The knife edge can't heal!

Wang Mang gasped for breath, and his face was a pale color of anoxic and morbid. The wound on his neck split a little during the short battle, and his clothes were dyed red by the red blood!

When Wang Mang's proud detached body became extremely weak, his mind became more calm than ever in this desperate situation.

since he could not exert his fighting strength, let the powers solve all this!

Wang Mang's left hand suddenly spread out. The insect pattern on his palm was ferocious and smart. A layer of dark barriers were called out by Wang Mang to stop the attack of fog snake!

"Kara Kara!" With several crashing sounds, the barrier composed of countless tiny insects was easily chopped by the fog snake. He laughed twice and looked straight at Wang Mang, as if laughing at Wang Mang's weakness!

"Bang!" The bottom of the fog snake's foot was suddenly sunken and covered with the earth, and nearly countless black beetles rushed to bite the fog snake!

Fog snake was also surprised by this sudden scene. The long knife in his hand was not slow. With more than ten knives, he split tens of thousands of black beetles!