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Chapter 275 God is Mortal!
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Guimu's hands were like sharp claws, colliding with the sickle, making a terrible sound, but it was not inferior to flip flops with weapons.

But the problem is, that weapon is his own!
He still hasn't figured out why this iron-cut weapon can't cause any harm to the person in front of him. He subconsciously looks at Kui Dou who is still fighting Hu Yifei. Could it be that this group of people are all fighting with Hu Yifei Like Kuidou, with a tough body?
But if he was really so strong, why did he kill so many people so easily just now?
At this moment, another figure came down from the sky, and Shi Xing in black armor laughed wildly: "It's too slow, let me solve this farce!"

The flip-flop was startled, and the sickle in his hand was thrown directly at Shi Xing.

The sharp sickle pierced the air and made a rattling sound. Ten Xing stretched out his right hand. He, who was dressed in black armor, ignored the incoming blade, grabbed the sickle with one hand, glanced at it contemptuously, and threw it to Guimu , looking at the player: "Who else is planning to play?"

The players looked at each other in blank dismay, saying, should we siege, the two bosses are singled out, it doesn't look like our style of painting.

"I come!"

Lu Ziqiao wore a purple gold crown with three prongs on her head, a Xichuan red brocade robe with hundreds of flowers on her body, and held a Fangtian painted halberd. With this appearance, she really looked like Lu Bu, a fierce general of the Three Kingdoms.

Shi Xing seemed to be overwhelmed by Lu Ziqiao's appearance, and felt that this guy should be quite powerful, so he said very face-saving: "I am Shi Xing, mortal, tell me your name."

"I am the Warring States Warrior Lu Xiaobu!"

Lu Ziqiao flicked her three-pronged hair and replied proudly.

"Warring States? Which country is that?"

Lu Ziqiao was stunned. The Warring States Period didn't seem to have appeared in the Shang Dynasty, and compared with the hundreds of princes fighting here, the Warring States Period next door could barely be described as a small village brawl, which seems to be a bit downgraded.

With a straight face, he said in a throat cancer voice: "You white-faced ghost talks a lot of nonsense, how dare you fight me for three hundred rounds?"

"I can't ask for it!"

Shi Xing stepped on the ground with his toes, his body turned into an afterimage, and galloped towards Lu Ziqiao.

Not to be outdone, Lu Ziqiao held Fang Tian's painted halberd and also went up to meet him.

boom!
The two figures collided, and did not cross each other like in the film and television works. Standing in place, Lu Ziqiao flew back and crashed directly into the city wall.

On the contrary, Shi Xing stood there in a daze, somewhat dazed.

That's it?

You look so cool and stylish, you look like a warrior on the battlefield, you want to let people know that you are the most beautiful boy in this team, but you just tell me that's it, I haven't tried hard, and you are knocked away by me up?

Shi Xing's face was darkened, and the purple awn on the armor became more and more dazzling. He felt that he had been fooled. This was blatant contempt for him!
"what!"

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the field. It was not Lu Ziqiao whose life and death were unknown, but Guimu!

I saw Guimu throwing away the sickle in his hand as if seeing a ghost, clutching the cut of his left arm and retreating quickly, looking at the flip-flops in horror: "What kind of evil method is this?"

It turned out that after Ten Xing threw the sickle to Guimu, Guimu naturally picked up the sickle to fight back, and the flip-flops without the sickle were immediately at a disadvantage. Even if he could transform into a long sword, Guimu was not a fool. The sword touched, but instead greeted the vitals of the flip flop.

Flip-flops dodge left and right, golden rooster is independent for a while, backflips for a while, dodging like a gimmicky, and you can see the veins on Guimu's forehead popping out, are you kidding me?

He saw an opportunity, leaped over, and slashed towards the head of the flip-flop.

The opponent may have a physique not inferior to Kuidou, so he put all his strength on the tip of the knife, trying to break through.

However, just as he was soaring into the air, when the sickle in his hand swung down, the wooden stick of the sickle suddenly bent, and then the sharp blade bit towards him like a poisonous snake.

This kind of scene is simply unheard of. At the very moment, Guimu turned his head sideways, and the barbed sickle cut his left hand without any hindrance. With a scream, Guimu threw away the sickle and clutched his broken left arm , looking at the flip-flops in horror and anger.

As soon as the flip flop raised his right hand, the sickle in the air spun quickly, drawn an arc, and returned to his hand.

Rat Charm: Turn stillness into movement!

Turning a still life into an animal, as early as when the two fought, he had already turned the ghost wood's sickle into an animal. As long as the mouse spell lasted, the sickle would always be under his control.

In fact, for the players, this thing is useless at all, because the weapons of the players are Zanpakuto, not to mention their own souls, even if they turn static into dynamic, they will not be affected by flip-flops, and they may turn around and beat people Word dragging, but who made Guimu's sickle just a weapon without spirituality?
"Sorcery? This is sorcery."

Flip-flops raised his head, with a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram in his left eye, looking at Guimu with an extremely sinister smile.

Guimu was stunned, he didn't know what this person meant, but when he saw the Taiji diagram in the other person's eyes, something bad suddenly flashed in his heart, but it was too late, he only felt a sharp pain in Tianling Gai, and his vision was also blurred. For two, then fell to both sides.

Blood sprayed from him, and a man in blue armor appeared in front of everyone, his face was exactly the same as the flip-flops opposite.

"This feeling is really not used to it!"

The new flip-flops shook his head, and his right eye also had a Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram.

Tiger Talisman: Doppelgänger!

The only disadvantage of being able to split himself in two is that although he can switch between the two bodies at will, he cannot control them at the same time, and can only control them through two separate eyes.

And the avatar also gets new spells, and can only share twelve spells, but this is enough, the old rules, stealth, sneak attack.

"One hundred thousand luck coins!"

Flip-flops had a crooked smile on his face, but soon, the armor on his body also dissipated. In order to maintain the power of several spells, he shared the power of the rest of the spells on these spells.

God... is dead!
The arena suddenly fell into dead silence. According to legend, Ziyu, the number one swordsman in the world, once killed a god, but that was just a legend, no one knows whether it is true or not.

But now, a god died in front of everyone.

"Hahaha!"

King Zhou smiled, even though he didn't do it, even though he became a theatergoer, but a god died, so he had no reason not to be happy.

God is mortal!
This was the only thought in everyone's mind when they saw this scene. According to legend, the immortal god is dead!
Rumble!
In the sky, thunder exploded, and a black dragon poked its head down, looking coldly at all living beings on the ground, as if looking at a group of ants.

"It seems that you should be the strongest among them."

Shi Xing looked at the flip-flops, his eyes full of eagerness to try.

The flip-flop subconsciously took a step back, the effect of the swastika had disappeared, and the spiritual pressure was also gone, he was a little bit better.

Shi Xing didn't talk nonsense, he bullied him, and his figure turned into a black afterimage.

However, at this moment, another black figure came from the side and collided with him.

"Swastika! Sword of Heaven's Bond!"

(End of this chapter)