Chapter 230: I'm strong~~~

At the moment when the proud man got the answer he wanted and completely liberated himself, the burly figure of the Sith was already standing in front of his teacher, carrying all the attacks with his body.

"Although I don't want to admit it, but, teacher, you are still too weak now, even if the knot is gone now, so, teacher, please withdraw from this battlefield and take over another battlefield."

The Sith paused, his hands turned into a whirlwind, and in an instant he scattered all the attacks, and as his furious muscles showed the strength of his sheer strength, the Sith raised his arms high, and while spreading his hands, he began to clench his hands into fists little by little.

Right behind his proudest disciple, Zefa saw the face behind the Sith that was like a devil that he had once called a devil born purely for battle, smiling, as if he had found some great food, and he was now opening his mouth and swallowing his opponent whole.

Zefa silently withdrew from this battle, because he had already seen the brilliance that belonged to his own disciples, the light that even he could not hide, so as a teacher, how could he prevent his disciples from blooming their own light, especially in front of their own mortal enemies, it would be more enjoyable for him to be crushed to death by his own disciples than to kill them himself.

The pitch-black light flashing in his hand rushed out of this battlefield almost instantly, after taking the opportunity to smash Shi Xing's calf with a punch.

It's just that just when the other five old stars wanted to join forces, the old man, who was the center of the battle array, let out a roar.

"Don't get distracted~~"

It's just that in the next moment, what appeared in front of him was a fist drop.

The atmosphere was trembling and crumbling, and at this time, the power of the almost ghostly god displayed was not Sith's.

The Sith lowered his head and a maniacian smile appeared on his face.

A faint white light began to flicker on Sith's body, and it was because of this flickering that the five old stars stopped their impact posture almost instantly, and forcibly reversed their actions under the strong body control, allowing themselves to leave the battlefield as quickly as possible.

It's just that where the Sith's fists fell, the two palms silently propped up in front of the Sith, and took the Sith's fists, although in the next moment there was a mechanical wail on his body, but there was no doubt that the man grabbed the Sith's fist, and swallowed it together with the shock that could even completely tear apart this island that was already on the verge of collapse.

There was a hint of indifference in the white eyes that shimmered with mechanical light, but in the black smoke, the crescent-shaped face came to the Sith, and opened its mouth in the midst of the Sith's smile, and there was a golden light converging.

However, his actions were ended in the next moment.

One of the Sith's hands reached through the center of his rib cage and grabbed the machine-activated heart, shattering everything in it, before sprinting it through his back, plucking the tall man's heart from his body.

"Is there no blood anymore?"

Sith looked at the heart and body that had no traces of blood at all, and silently looked at the whitebeard who had lost all his mobility because he had lost most of his power, and his pale white eyes had dimmed again, and silently put his body aside.

The Sith moved his shoulders, and the flickering light of a slight concussion on his body vanished once more.

"That's enough."

The Sith's eyes filled with tears.

"This man doesn't need anyone to bother him anymore, and this is the last time."

The Sith took his own steps, stepping into the battle formation in the eyes of the five old stars who were surprised but ecstatic.

At the same time, Sith looked at the attack that had erupted around him, and did not make any defensive gestures, but silently reached his hand near his heart, pulled out the metal-like thing on it, and in the slight click, Sith silently opened his hands and took a deep breath, as if he was imitating something.

It's just that in just a moment, the attack has already covered this man.

The Five Old Stars stopped their attacks and quietly looked at the monster in front of them.

They felt a terrifying power begin to emerge from the man's body, and the source of that power seemed to have been created by them, drawn from their attacks.

"Don't be surprised, I'm just eating all of your attacks as food."

The moment the Sith screamed in the sound of Karakala and the surrounding earth, the huge figure disappeared into the eyes of the five old stars, and the figure of the monster could not be found in any direction, but the breath told them that the monster was still there~

The five old stars scattered, of course, still maintaining the posture of the battle formation.

The long time has taught them to wait, because they know that there are many amazing and brilliant guys in this world, just like Karp, like Warring States, like Zefa, like the Sith in front of them, but they can't live for a long time, because they always don't wait patiently, and they are waiting, and as time goes on, their opponents fall one by one and fall in front of time.

Time is their old and immortal ally.

"Do you still want to kill us?"

"You can't kill us!"

It's just that in the next moment, the burly figure of the Sith appeared in front of the thin sword star, in front of the old man's bright sword heart, under the countless blades, the Sith was like a rhinoceros, no, it should be said that it was an unprecedented fierce beast, withstanding countless attacks, after countless collisions between the sword light and the skin, muscles, and bones of the Sith, the Sith's fist was waved, but they saw the figure of the Sith, but they couldn't see the fist.

"Fighting cattle across the mountain~~"

The storm was born in an instant, but it was born at the moment when the Sith's fist stopped in the belly of the Five Old Star Sword Star, and behind the Sword Star, the waist of the man who was bent by the violent power of the Sith was born, and almost instantly tore through the surrounding battle arena.

"Why can't I treat you as a punching bag for the enemy, you're the target of my beating, but it's not you who will suffer from this attack, Sword Star."

Sith pinched the man's big fallen eyes and brought them back to the bridge of Sword Star's nose, and as the old man covered his stomach and stepped back, Sith pinched his fingers and snapped his fingers.

Several of the other Five Old Stars touched their chests and spat out a trace of blood.

"I'm going to eat all of your dishes for nothing, your battles, your experience, your skills, will all be mine, so serve them, chefs, or you'll be eaten by this beast."

Sith pointed to his heart, and his last words were not spoken.

However, the five old stars know.

"The man-killing beast is roaring, killing you or being killed by you."

"The heart of madness is roaring, it needs more~"

"Time chooses to stand aside, indifferently watching this victory."

"He, this time, doesn't choose to meddle."

"Eating and being eaten is the common sense of the world, and it is also the greatest principle."

"I'm strong~~"

……

The five old stars looked at the man silently, their eyes narrowing for the first time.