Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 236

"Who?"

Hearing that voice suddenly, Wei Wuji was so startled that his hairs stood on end.

That voice was cold and aloof, with a trace of majesty, extremely strange.

When he was astonished, Daken, who was in inexplicable pain, endured the severe pain, rushed forward, and punched him.

The fist as big as a mopan smashed down.

Wei Wuji rolled back and backed away. Although he avoided this punch, the heat wave caused by that punch rushed towards his face.

His entire face was burnt beyond recognition in an instant.

"Worryless!"

Niu Tingting was shocked and rushed forward, but was blocked by an invisible dark force.

"make life difficult for."

Mu Tiandie held her hand to prevent her from making drastic moves.

After the two of them spoke a few words, they saw that Wei Wuji's face had recovered.

Niu Tingting stared blankly, and then shed tears of joy.

"Logan, Wuji seems to have inherited your self-healing ability better."

Iron Man chuckled, and said, "Looking at Daken's pain, I guess he will die after a few tricks."

"I thought you wanted to say that Wuji is also my son."

Wolverine smiled lightly.

Just after he said this, a sharp gaze fell on him from the side.

Wolverine trembled all over, followed the murderous look, and saw Mu Tiandie.

Wolverine smiled awkwardly, not daring to talk nonsense.

"Are you also the son of that old wolf?"

Daken, who was in pain, saw Wei Wuji's face, healed himself instantly, and roared angrily.

"Old wolf?"

Wei Wuji was thinking about the voice just now, and asked in surprise.

"Logan!"

As Daken said, he smashed his fist down again, and the flames from his fingertips spewed forward frantically.

Hearing this, Wei Wuji was really frightened by ten thousand points.

Daken is Wolverine's son?
But no matter who is standing opposite, in the Arena of Death, that is the enemy of life and death.

Only one of the two can survive, so naturally the strong will survive and the weak will die.

Wei Wuji kept retreating, and Daken, whose fists were like thunder, pursued closely.

However, Wei Wuji saw that on the back of Daken's head, the protruding bone just crushed by him was gurgling with blood, and as Daken continued to exert force, the blood was like a fountain.

It seems that as long as this is consumed, Daken will die of blood.

Blood slid down Daken's broad back and fell everywhere.

"A blow to the head, a blow to the head."

That weird voice rang in my ears again, and what he said was exactly the same as before.

"Damn it, who the hell are you?"

I don't know which bastard it is, who actually came to make trouble at this time, Wei Wuji was so angry that he really didn't hit one place.

"If you don't want to die, just do what a certain family says."

There was a trace of irritation in that voice, and only Wei Wuji could hear what he said.

a certain house?

Ancient man?
Daken punched again, Wei Wuji supported the elongated silver cudgel, passed over Daken's head, and got behind him.

"Dare!"

I was going to poke Daken's ass with a silver hoop, but Daken was late because he had a stomachache, and the ass stabbing would be a surprise win.

Only when he started to move, the angry roar of that voice made Wei Wuji's ears ache.

"Is Your Excellency in this stick?"

This thought flashed through Wei Wuji's mind, and he asked immediately.

"Dead wood can't be carved!"

The voice sneered.

What the hell!

This silver cudgel is the weapon of the War Demon. Isn't the soul in the stick the War Demon?

War Demon can turn the heavens upside down, and can fight Brother Monkey evenly, his strength is terrifying to the extreme.

The most important thing is that this is War Demon, and it is too scary to be carried by him all the time.

Roar!
Daken, who turned around, beat his chest with both fists and opened his mouth to roar.

Amidst the thunderous roar, there seemed to be something terrifying trembling in his big mouth.

"Go to the silver hoop with anger, take a blow to the head, hurry up!"

The voice was quite anxious.

If he didn't do anything, Wei Wuji's little life would have to be taken away by Daken.

Take the silver hoop with anger.

This time, Wei Wuji also felt that the thing in Daken's mouth was very dangerous, once released, his life would be in danger.

Immediately following the prompt of the voice, all the immortal energy in the pill sea was scattered and gathered on the two silver hoops.

The silver hoops at both ends of the rod changed color immediately, from silver to black.

Wei Wuji was taken aback for a moment, this hoop could change color?
"A blow to the head."

That voice was on the verge of collapse, and Wei Wuji would still be distracted in front of the enemy, he really was a rare rotten tree in the world.

Hearing the reminder, Wei Wuji gripped the stick tightly, jumped up in the air, and swung it down hard against Daken's head.

Daken raised his hands above his head to protect his head, and the things in his mouth were about to be sprayed out.

boom!
The sound was like thunder.

Then there was another strange clicking sound.

It was the sound of Daken's finger bones breaking.

The two big hands, which were like millstones, not only failed to block the blow, but their bones were also smashed.

The majesty of the stick did not diminish at all, it smashed Daken's hands, and landed firmly on Daken's head.

Click!

It was the sound of bones breaking again.

But this time it was Daken's head that split open.

The black air rolled on the black hoop, splitting Daken's head in two. The remaining power remained undiminished, and continued downward, abruptly smashing the huge Daken into two halves.

Everyone held their breath, and was shocked out of their wits by this scene.

Seeing that Daken, who had the upper hand, was suddenly split in half by Wei Wuji with a stick, and blood shot out. No one could believe that this terrifying scene would be real.

Daken, who was smashed in half, did not die immediately, his two hands were scratching in the air, but his body began to burst.

The raging flames in his body began to be uncontrollable, burning his powerful body from the inside.

"Logan, please forgive me!"

Iron Man patted Wolverine on the shoulder and said.

"You underestimate me too."

There was no sadness on Wolverine's face, only horror.

"Wuji wins!"

On the other side, Niu Tingting cheered.

Although I feel that Wei Wuji's last blow was too bloody and cruel, but as long as Wei Wuji wins, so what?

But Mu Tiandie frowned tightly, staring at the stick in Wei Wuji's hand.

The stick has been restored to a silver hoop.

But the scene of the silver hoop turning black just now remained in Mu Tiandie's mind.

It stands to reason that it is only a weapon. After recognizing the new master, it will have nothing to do with the old master.

However, during Wei Wuji's winning blow just now, she actually vaguely saw the figure of War Demon.

"Wei Wuji wins."

As the god of death announced the final result, warm applause broke out in the stands.

Standing in the middle of the field, Wei Wuji looked at the ashes all over the ground with a look of disbelief that he could finish Daken with a stick.

Before that blow, he felt that he was really dead this time.

Daken's physical strength is extremely terrifying.

But he knew that he was able to turn defeat into victory, and even win so easily, not relying on his own strength, it was all thanks to the stick.

Or it can be said that it is all the credit of the soul stored in the stick.

"Your Excellency is a war demon?"

Wei Wuji frowned and asked in a low voice.

"You think I'm a war demon?"

There was a touch of playfulness in that voice.

Obviously he was not War Demon. The death of War Demon was determined by Immortal Buddha, so it is unlikely to be a fake.

"Then who are you?"

Wei Wuji thought about it, and asked again.

"This is not the place to talk."

That voice is very afraid of the god of death, so I don't want to talk about it here.

The game is over and the guests leave.

Wei Wuji saw with his own eyes that Iron Man and Wolverine disappeared, and then Mu Tiandie.

In the end, Niu Tingting, who had been watching him, also disappeared into the stands.

Only he himself was not sent away by death.

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