"Xiao Wu!"
Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, his pupils filled with streaks of red.
The veins on his forehead stood out clearly, and even his breathing began to quicken.
"I said it before: I won't let a single person who hurt Xiao Wu get away." As he spoke almost word by word, the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand swung faster and faster.
"Clear Sky Hammer, Chaotic Cloak!"
"Hmph, stay quietly where you are. fifth soul skill, Stitching!"
With a flick of Huang Doudou's little hand, silver needles shot forth.
The silver needles pierced through Tang San's body repeatedly. The threads attached to them stitched Tang San's skin together, like suturing a wound after surgery.
Huang Doudou pulled with both hands, and the threads rapidly tightened, forcing Tang San's body to stand upright on the spot.
"Go to hell!" Tang San, in his berserk state, seemed to have forgotten all pain.
After tearing apart the needle thread on his body, he looked like a man drenched in blood!
At the very back of the team, Ye Lingling unconsciously glanced at Han Yu.
If Tang San kept fighting like this, he would sooner or later bleed to death.
Han Yu thought for a moment but did not have Ye Lingling heal Tang San. There was no particular reason—Tang San was incredibly hard to kill!
"Tian Yue, go hold Tang San back. I'll eliminate this stupid gorilla!"
Ling Xiao accelerated and charged in front of Tai Long. The powerful flames she unleashed scorched him.
No matter how tough his skin was, he could not withstand the temperature of pure phoenix flames.
With Tai Long eliminated, Shrek had only three people left.
"It's over!" Yu Xiaogang stood there like a wooden statue. If Liu Erlong had not supported him, he would have