"It is worthy of being the nameless Sword Sect, and this bragging skill alone is worthy of the admiration of the deity!"

Led by the Silver Horn Ancient Clan, his eyes looked at Han Zheng, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and although his words were gentle, his momentum was cold and killing.

"Thank you for the compliment, I'm also used to it, and I can't change this pretending nature anywhere!"

Han Zheng coquettishly brushed his forehead bangs, with a fluttering face, in this state, the eight people of the ancient clan who watched it couldn't wait to go up directly and beat it into a pig's head.

"That's right, that's this Fan, this is the Sword Sect of the King of the Pretending Realm that we know!"

"I worship his character, no matter what situation he faces, he can pretend to be tall. ”

"As a man, in the face of life and death, he can pretend to be forced lightly, what is this, this is pure masters. ”

"In the next life, I will be reincarnated in the flower planter, and in the next life, I will be like a nameless, even if I die, I will be forced to sway out anytime and anywhere......"

……

Although the people who ate melons on the mythological forum were shocked by Han Zheng's pretending words and rolled their eyes and secretly despised them, they had to admit that this was the nameless style.

People all over the world have a clear understanding of the nameless character, and this product, no matter what kind of predicament they face, they don't forget to pretend to be forced.

It is precisely because he can pretend to succeed in adversity every time that he has been wildly sought after by countless fans.

Although some fans are citizens of hostile countries, this does not affect the status of Nameless in their hearts.

In the face of the eight true gods of the ancient clan, there are only two hole cards that are not cultivated to the heavens, and they can also say without fear that everyone is rubbish, maybe people will think that this is death at the first time, but then they understand that this is the nameless wind, this is his style of acting.

"Young man, the deity has to admit that you are really too good, so good that my ancient clan has to do everything possible to get rid of you, today I am eight people here, I admire you as a hero of the times, and we will also respect the strong, so today we are fighting alone, and we will definitely not bully others. ”

The man of the Silver Horn Ancient Clan, with his love for Han Zheng in his eyes, secretly sighed why the Ancient Clan could not have such a demon against the sky.

But the other party is a human being, and the two are destined to be mortal enemies, and everything else is false.

"No need, Benjun has always liked to be beaten by the group, otherwise how can he reflect the strength of Benjun, the has been blown, so naturally I have to fight to the death with the eight of you!"

When Han Zheng heard this, he smiled indifferently, waved his hand and interrupted the other party to continue, insisting on two against eight!

"Big brother, what nonsense to talk about with a dying man, directly kill this pretending criminal, and take his head back to pay tribute to those people who were slaughtered by him. ”

Another man from the ancient clan couldn't stand the pretense of this thing anymore, and immediately said that he was about to kill Han Zheng.

"This brother is right, today I am either killed by you, or I kill you, fighting a bird alone, the enemy is very red when they meet, and there are a few inkblots!"

Han Zheng had a sneer on his face, and when he said a word, he made a color for his dream!

Mengmeng immediately waved his hand, and two mecha that were fifteen meters high, with purple, gold and blue, and were so streamlined that they made people breathe short, appeared behind the two of them.

"Everyone, today I will use this super technology mecha to fight you to the death!"

The operation on the chest of the two-seater mecha lit up with seven-colored brilliance, sucking Han Zheng and Mengmeng into an operation cabin respectively.

"Damn, I knew that Nameless would definitely be surprised!"

"I know this fantasy mecha, and the goddess of dreams piloted one of them before and seriously injured a beast-form ancient clan!"

"Brother and sister work together, its profit is broken, I wipe, inexplicably excited......"

"This is a contest between supertechnology and gods, nameless, father, you must give it your strength!"

……

Seeing the appearance of these two domineering and handsome bombing mechas, a craze was set off on the entire mythological forum.

In people's subconscious, there is an infinite worship factor for this kind of supertechnology in their hearts.

The eight ancient true gods had inexplicable faces, and they were full of disdain for the so-called super technology.

"After a long time, I just got two scrap irons out, big brother, I don't need you to do it for a while, I'm enough for one person!"

The ancient clan who spoke before watched Han Zheng and the two enter the mecha inside, with deep disdain and ridicule on his face.