This stalemate slowly passed. Although there were several close calls, it was undeniable that the Scorching Maw's health was steadily and decisively decreasing. Another crisp "ta-ta-ta" three-round burst rang out, the last bullet even featuring an explosive special effect.

A strange twist appeared in the joint of one of the huge fat worm's hind legs. Then, as its center of gravity shifted backward, that long leg strained, immediately "crack"-ing and breaking backward very crisply. Yellow-green liquid sprayed from the break, and an incoming bullet sent the thick broken leg spinning and flying for two or three meters before landing with a "thud."

Although the Scorching Maw, having lost a hind leg, didn't seem to be greatly affected, its turning speed was greatly reduced. This made it even easier for Fang Senyan to dodge. Even if he couldn't avoid being trampled by its long legs, he could often trigger the "parry" effect to reduce damage.

And if the Scorching Maw had wanted to make trouble for Mogansha, Mogansha's agility was also quite high. If he was determined to escape, the Scorching Maw would have been unable to catch him. Fang Senyan took the opportunity to raise his shotgun and bombard its abdominal wound. Although this weapon had no special attributes, being blasted at close range, within one meter, by a shotgun was a deadly thing.

Just as the wound on its abdomen was getting bigger and its movements were getting slower, this guy suddenly spewed out a large mass of yellow-green acidic flames again! However, this time Fang Senyan and Mogansha were prepared, so they didn't let it succeed. But what made their eyes widen was that, taking advantage of the moment they were forced back, this huge fat worm actually turned around, wiggled its fat ass, and limped quickly toward the sand pit it had crawled out of, actually planning to escape directly!

Fang Senyan's pupils suddenly contracted. "Damn, you grilled and trampled me for so long, and now you know to be timid and run away? There's no such cheap thing in the world!" He roared out loud:

"Want to escape? In your dreams!"

At this time, Fang Senyan still had nearly one hundred and fifty health points remaining, and the Scorching Maw, this fat worm, had just used its most powerful spew, so even if there were any accidents, there was plenty of room for error! Therefore, Fang Senyan didn't say a word and slapped his combat armor, giving himself an injection of stimulant!

Immediately, Fang Senyan only felt a pain in his chest, feeling like a tiny, scorching flame was instantly injected into his body! Then that burning, spicy, exhilarating feeling extended all the way to his limbs! Next was a kind of crazy pleasure rampaging in his brain, making him unable to help but let out a sigh of delight.

Fang Senyan's health dropped sharply again in this instant, by a quarter, but his running speed suddenly increased. He wasn't someone who excelled in speed, but at this moment, the stimulant's special effect made Fang Senyan kick up trails of sand and dust. He overtook the Scorching Maw, catching up to it, then jumped high, grabbed the huge fat worm's incomplete elytra, and wanted to roll onto its back.

However, at this moment, the Scorching Maw probably also felt a huge threat. Legendary creatures were definitely not comparable to ordinary monsters. It let out a muffled low cry and suddenly made a sharp turn to the left, stirring up sand and dust like an off-road vehicle drifting. Fang Senyan was caught off guard and suddenly slipped under his feet, his whole body flying in the air. If it hadn't been for his right hand tightly gripping the sharp back horn that had grown out, he would have been thrown off directly. But his palm was also inevitably cut by the sharp horn. Not only was his palm rubbed raw, exposing the bone, but it even flowed with bright red blood!

The sharp sound of "da-da-da" rang out again! Mogansha's spiritual power (MP) was also on the verge of exhaustion. He fired these three shots, his eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but plant himself on the scorching sand, breathing heavily, his fingers spasming involuntarily.

The first bullet accurately shot into the Scorching Maw's left eye. A stream of green juice spurted out, causing it to scream in pain. The second bullet, however, was ridiculously off target, shooting straight into a rock next to it. But bizarrely, it "pa"-ed and sent a rock the size of a bowl spinning horizontally, just in time to cushion Fang Senyan's suspended feet! And the third bullet arrived later, shooting below the bowl-sized rock!

Fang Senyan's left foot touched something. Naturally, he would instinctively push down hard, and the rock was slammed down by him. The shooting force of the third bullet was equivalent to giving him a foothold. Fang Senyan also gained a place to exert force, and finally managed to climb onto the back of this guy.

But just like the frontal bone of a human is the most solid and thick, the Scorching Maw

's head carapace was also the thickest on its body! Although its health was only about four hundred points at this time, and although Fang Senyan was close to its vitals, he couldn't help but feel a kind of helpless sorrow.

At this time, this huge fat worm was also running forward frantically. A distance of dozens of meters was at most a few seconds for it. Once it drilled into the sand pit, if Fang Senyan dared to follow, he might even be killed alive! Therefore, to hunt down this terrifying fat worm and then retreat safely, he had to seize these short few seconds. Once it dived underground, there would undoubtedly be many variables!

Fang Senyan suddenly raised his fist high! At this moment, above the fist wrapped in steel spikes, a faint phosphorescence appeared. The light gradually dissipated in the air, like will-o'-the-wisps, attached to the knuckle duster on his right fist.

And

the iron-spiked knuckle duster gradually became translucent, looking exactly like the form of a ghost!

Ghost Whetstone!

It was the powerful prop that Fang Senyan had snatched from the crowbar in the last world! After use, the next three attacks ignore all of the opponent's defensive abilities!

"Aaaaaaaah!!"

In the next second, Fang Senyan's fist slammed down heavily, even leaving a residual image in the air with a faint, floating phosphorescence! And on the part that was hit by the fist, there was an immediate sound of "crack hua-cha," just like the sound of thin ice cracking. On the Scorching Maw's incredibly thick head shell, seven or eight conspicuous cracks spread in all directions, centered on the point of impact!

Second punch! The carapace, thirty centimeters thick, scattered like a thick bowl bottom that had been shattered. A clear wound could be seen on the Scorching Maw's head, like a cobweb-filled hole left after a bullet pierced a car window. Even more, a deathly white, viscous,糊状 liquid oozed from it!

Third punch. In the Scorching Maw's muffled and miserable scream, Fang Senyan plunged his fist into its head! The force of this punch was so fierce that his entire shoulder was deeply buried in the body of this giant worm. The deathly white liquid was squeezed out in large quantities by his arm at this moment, spraying wildly for seven or eight meters, looking like a huge milky-white fountain suddenly slanted from the head of the Scorching Maw! But the Scorching Maw still did not give up, and was still running forward desperately and frantically. Its seven long legs scraped the ground frantically, stirring up large clouds of dust behind it, and it was about to plunge into the sand pit.

Fang Senyan's eyes turned cold. The surface of the black, heavy "Ambition," which had been hidden in the Nightmare Imprint's storage space, suddenly flashed with a dazzling brilliance, then disappeared!

"Huh?" Mogansha, who was lying on the sand dune panting, suddenly shook his head! "How is it possible? It must be an auditory hallucination. In this damn dry place, how could there suddenly be the sound of surging tides?"

He suddenly lowered his head, looked at the hairs on the back of his hands and arms that were standing on end, and muttered to himself:

"Such a strong killing intent!"

Inside the Scorching Maw's body, a muffled thud suddenly rang out, like the sound of a balloon being pierced in a covered quilt being amplified a hundred times. It was as if there was muffled thunder rumbling in the sky full of dark clouds. It could be seen that the Scorching Maw's body had already drilled halfway into the sand pit, but after the sound, its legs suddenly convulsed and scratched wildly, and the huge body arched forward directly, plowing a deep ditch nearly thirty meters long and five meters wide on the sand like a bulldozer, and then was stopped by a rocky mountain.

This situation was because the connection between the insect's brain ganglion and the limb ganglion was forcibly cut off, resulting in brain death, but the nerves had not died, and were still faithfully executing the last command of the brain.

Although this giant worm crashed into the rocky mountain, it continued to arch blankly for a while before stopping. The several thick legs began to twitch violently, then weakened, and finally stiffened.

At this time, the two received a prompt at the same time:

"You have killed the elementary legendary creature: Scorching Maw."

"Your reputation among all human forces has increased by 100 points!"

At this time, Fang Senyan struggled to climb out of the sand pit. His whole body was originally splattered with the Scorching Maw's deathly white viscous liquid. At this time, after rolling around in the sand pit, he immediately turned into an extremely bloated sand man, revealing only two eyes, looking extremely comical. And he couldn't even open his mouth to speak at this time, because as long as he opened his mouth, he would inevitably eat a mouthful of sand into his stomach.