"I surrender to your sister! Beat me to death if you can!"
The mechanical warhawk was furious.
"I'm not afraid of your stubbornness."
Qiangqiang cursed and was about to continue, but was stopped by Han Feng.
Ordinary means are not enough to subdue the mechanical warhawk.
You can only use your killing move!
Immediately, Han Feng summoned his shadow clone.
"Clone?"
"Han Feng has this kind of talent?"
"How many cards does he have hidden?"
Zhao Yunxi and the other two were stunned.
Han Feng originally possessed talents in healing, space, and transformation.
Adding this clone, doesn’t that mean he has four talents?
One person possesses four major talents?
It's unbelievable.
Just as he was stunned, the shadow clone grasped the black flame sword and stabbed it hard into the body of the mechanical war eagle.
In an instant, sparks flew and a crisp sound of metal collision erupted.
“Ugh!”
The mechanical warhawk let out a strange and shrill roar at the top of its lungs.
The cry was like the roar of a demon from the abyss of hell, terrifying.
At the same time, the entire body of the mechanical warhawk began to spasm violently and uncontrollably.
Every time he struggled, parts of his body would make crackling sounds, as if his internal structure was falling apart.
And in those mechanical pupils, there was a deep fear and pain.
It is as if countless invisible whips are mercilessly lashing the soul, giving it unbearable torture and destruction.
Witnessing this scene, the remaining four mechanical warhawks trembled with fear, with horror in their pupils.
"When it comes to torturing people, it has to be Big Brother!"
Qiangqiang was sincerely moved.
After five seconds, the power of pain disappears.
The mechanical war eagle lay on the ground, breathing heavily, with a look of despair in its eyes.
What just happened was the most painful torture it had ever experienced in its life, and it even wanted to die.
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