The wide robe covers Du Shen's body. The beast's helmet obscured Du Shen's face. Nakur couldn't feel Du Shen's emotions, and only heard a flat voice: "Your offense makes me a little angry!" Do you have any proof? ”

"Of course I have," Nakur triumphant, "I don't even need to show, just pull your helmet off." ”

Du Shen's voice was as always, calm and difficult to distinguish between male and female: "Do you think you have the ability to do it?" Kind warning, don't provoke me! ”

"I'm so scared," Nakur smirked, turning her head slightly, scanning the figures around her, "Outsider, you're really good enough to kill Finsel." But do you have what it takes to kill ten gods who are as powerful as Finsel? ”

The two were silent for a while. Du Shen was indifferent: "Say your purpose!" ”

Nakur stared at the beast's helmet armor, his gaze burning hot. She said a little excitedly, "Look at the many gadgets you just bought." I want five times the life force, and half of your city-states. I also hope that we will forge a deep friendship. As a matter of good faith, I would like you to sign this contract. ”

Du Shen took the parchment roll handed by Nakur. There was no text on it, only a dim starlight. Du Shen felt the strict restrictions of the treaty. The parchment roll was not a deed of sale or a slave contract, but it was also very unfriendly to Du Shen. Parchment roll is a relatively loose master-slave agreement. It is clearly mentioned that Du Shen must sleep regularly.

Du Shen closed the sheepskin roll: "Don't you think it's too much?" ”

"Is it excessive," Nakur glanced halfway around, "and look at the people around you." If I reveal your identity, not only will you die, but you will have nothing left. I just want half of your wealth, but I promise to keep you safe. What else are you not satisfied with? ”

"This ......," Du Shen muttered, "I think the treaty must be amended." ”

Nakur smiled charmingly, and it was very bright: "What do you want to change?" ”

Du Shen leaned in slightly closer to Nakur, and a fist covered in scales suddenly stretched out from the wide sleeve and struck Nakur in the cheek.

There was a muffled sound, and Nakur didn't let out any screams, and a smiling face was smashed and dented. She held a black umbrella and flew backwards.

Du Shen was unforgiving, lunging forward and throwing another punch that smashed the other half of Nakul's face into a slight sink.

A little blood foamed from Nakur's mouth. She couldn't afford to roar. Her mind hung over her, sending a clear message to the others: "He's an outsider. Fensel has been killed by him, stop him! ”

When Vanle and the others received the message, they immediately tensed their nerves. Some people took two steps towards Du Shen and quickly stopped. More people fought and slowly retreated.

Van Le stood in place, and there was a clear energy reaction around him: "Finsel, is what Nakul said true?" Are you an outsider? ”

Du Shen did not answer and continued to attack Nakur. Nakur finally raised the black umbrella and aimed it at Du Shen. An invisible force gathered on the surface of the umbrella, turned into a jet-black pillar of light, and hit Du Shen.

The destructive power of the black light was very powerful, not only burning Du Shen's robe, but also cutting off a small half of Du Shen's helmet, revealing a small half of Du Shen's face.

Two exclamations sounded in the gazebo: "He's really not Finsel!" "Did he kill Finsel?"

Nakur didn't care. Her black umbrella was burned open by the colorful flames. Du Shen's arm, through the hole, slammed his fist into Nakul's chest.

Bang! Nakur flew out upside down. Her body slammed, splashing a few droplets, maybe sweat, maybe grease.

"Stop!" A sturdy figure flew to Du Shen. Van Le threw a punch in an attempt to stop Du Shen.

"Get out!" Du Shen threw a punch and crashed into Van Le's fist. Van Le flew backwards.

Du Shen went straight forward and continued to chase Nakur. Thanks to Van Le's blockade just now, Nakul finally stood firm. Her sunken cheeks had returned to normal. Her body and cheeks were visibly thin. She howled with anger on her face: "You actually hit me in the face! ”

Nakur shoved the broken umbrella in her hand to her mouth. Her wide open mouth, as if it was a bottomless pit, with a long handle and a wide umbrella surface, was stuffed into obscurity.

Nakur chewed vigorously, her eyes black. Her body swelled, and her voice became thick and ugly: "I want you to die!" ”

Nakur became two and a half meters tall and covered in fat, like a mountain of meat. She raised her hand and punched towards Du Shen.

Rumble! The demon gods watching the battle around felt a slight shock in the entire pavilion, and then a strong wind blew on their faces.

Nakur was beaten back slowly. Du Shen chased and killed one after another, and Nakur retreated again and again.

Nakur didn't seem to be injured, but with each blow she suffered, her figure was noticeably thinner. When Nakur was as thin as a normal person, she opened her mouth wide and let out a piercing scream at Du Shen: "Goo! ”

Du Shen was rushed back slightly by the shouting. He quickly steadied himself and was about to pounce again. Van Le and another man stopped in front of him: "Stop! ”

Du Shen's body suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of Nakur. Nakur is growing a tail made of white bones attached. She hadn't had time to urge the three tails behind her. Du Shen's fist had already swung in. The fist slammed into Nakur's forehead, shrinking her head by nearly half. Colorful flames enveloped Nakur's body. Nakur flew backwards and howled, a terrible cry.

"Damn it!" The red-haired man who had joined forces with Fan Le to stop Du Shen before jumped at Du Shen. The red-haired man held a silver fork like a short sword and stabbed Du Shen in the chest.

A dagger appeared in Du Shen's hand, which was the Qingping Sword. He touched the silver fork with his sword and cut it off. Du Shen continued to send the flying sword forward, cutting through the red-haired man's front and chest.

The red-haired man hurriedly stepped back: "Stop!" We don't have a big feud. ”

Du Shen retracted his flying sword and threw his fist forward. Before the fist could reach his body, the red-haired man felt an invisible force restraining him, drawing himself towards the fist.

The man's body suddenly turned into a slender black line, and after a flash, it appeared behind Van Le. Du Shen paused and continued to pounce on the red-haired man.

Van Le stood right in front of the redhead. Du Shen rushed forward, as if he was planning to make a move on Van Le at the same time. Van Le glanced at the figures watching the battle around him, and his thoughts turned sharply: Why did the people around him just quietly guard and watch the battle? Don't you just want to pick up the cheap.

The first time he came into contact with the temptation, Van Le thought that he already knew Du Shen's strength. But then Du Shen suddenly teleported to kill Nakur, and then used a cyan dagger to destroy the redhead's weapon. Van Le felt unexpected, and he couldn't see the depth of Du Shen clearly.

Van Le did not want the snipe to fight. He stepped abruptly to the side.

The red-haired man was slightly stunned by Van Le's reaction. He hadn't prepared the means yet, and Du Shen had already killed. The red-haired man raised his fist to resist and retreated. In the retreat, he stumbled and was beaten through the chest by Du Shen, and then followed in the footsteps of Nakul and was burned into charcoal.

Du Shen leaned over to pick up the red-haired man's storage props, and turned to walk towards Nakur's corpse. As he walked, he glanced at the crowd: "If any of you still want to kill me, do it!" ”

Du Shen's steps were brisk and full of energy, and he didn't look like he was exhausted.

Van Le smiled bitterly: "Is Your Excellency an outsider, or is it Fensel?" ”

Du Shen picked up Nakul's relics: "I am both a finsr and an outsider. ”

"I'm relieved," Van Le said with a sigh of relief, "since Finsel is only fusing with the outsider's body, we don't need to target him. It's just the end of this follow-up. ”

Du Shen laughed: "I only want Nakur's territory." The territory of the red-haired Kiel is a welcome gift for everyone. ”

Several demon gods, including Van Le, laughed with satisfaction.