Chapter 3: Armed Monsters

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  The man stared at the sand bug with his eyes, and moved very slowly under his feet.

  "Hiss—" The sandworm groaned in an eerie tweet, and a huge body rushed at him!

  In the flashlight, the man fell to the ground abruptly, and then rolled several times in a row, barely avoiding the greasy mouthpiece that the sandworm exuded the smelly heat-and the next few minutes, he was almost rolling and crawling, extremely dizzy Grim Reaper's sharp sickle blade travels!

  In the dusty sky, the figure could hardly be seen, only the giant beasts rolled wildly.

  Almost by virtue of his intuition, the man escaped from the sand bug again and threw himself back again. He seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and suddenly turned over for a leap!

  This strenuous jump made him hug Sandworm's neck!

  The beast uttered an extremely harsh long hissing sound, and at the same time madly flicked the huge body, trying to drop the man!

  The body of this sand worm is 278 meters long. The man hugs his neck violently, and the whole person tumbling in the air at a height of more than ten meters above the ground. Upside down, he only felt sick and nausea, almost all his internal organs moved.

  The boy hid behind the Populus euphratica, almost biting his lips almost unconsciously, unaware of the full bloody smell.

  He squeezed his fists tightly, his palms full of cold sweat.

  ... that man, can he win?

  Suddenly, in the dim yellow sand dust that covered the sky and the sun, a faint blue knife light swept across the sky!

  Icy cold.

  This extremely cold blade of light, like the lightning that sweltered by the sultry summer night rainstorm, instantly tore the sky!

  ——The man raised the 30-centimeter blue scimitar in his hand, almost exhausted all his strength, and inserted it into the back of the sandworm!

  Until there is no handle!

  "Hiss—" The sand worm screamed sharply and desperately, and the huge body slapped the ground in a mess, stirring up a lot of dust!

  The boy looked thrilling and almost forgot to breathe. Unconsciously, he stood up behind the poplar tree.

  "Click" sounded crisply.

  The boy froze.

  He stepped on a dead branch.

  The sandworm took a slight pause, and then suddenly turned his head! This terrifying beast dying and struggling, rushed to the boy behind the poplar tree!

  But in an instant, the boy could already feel the smell of the oncoming head!

  His mind was blank, and he squeezed the sharp stone in his hand subconsciously-even if it was dead, he had to make this ugly monster pay a price!

  At this very moment, the man on the sandworm's neck held the scimitar handle tightly, and the whole person vacated!

  The huge centrifugal force makes the blue scimitar draw a very elegant circle around the thick neck of the sandworm water tank.

  A nearly perfect circle of death.

  All over the sky.

  "Bang!!"

  With a loud noise, the sandworm head rolled down in front of the Populus euphratica tree, smashing a huge deep pit, and the dust filled for a while.

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