The black panther, who was already ready to make a move, was a little confused by Zhao Ke's inexplicable words.

But then I thought, "This thing is still dragging its feet!" ”

Thinking of this, the panther quickly dispelled the thoughts in his mind, he didn't wait any longer, no matter what happened, he had to cut off this guy's head first.

After making up his mind, the panther's eyes narrowed into a slit: "This question, let's leave you to go to hell and ask Hades." ”

When the words fell, he saw that the black panther was in Zhao Ke's sight, and it suddenly blurred.

A black claw mark left a black crack in the air, as sharp as tearing the space in front of him out of thin air.

At the moment when Zhao Ke's eyes pierced, the black claw had already stabbed Zhao Ke's throat.

In Zhao Ke's dark black pupils, the black cracks were gradually reflected in the light of his eyes.

"Bang ......"

The world around him suddenly became quiet, and every moment of time in front of him was quickly slowed down in front of Zhao Ke.

Only the sound of his strong heartbeat became deafening like a drum in Zhao Ke's ears.

A peculiar smell poured into Zhao Ke's nostrils.

It's fear, it's nervousness, it's the smell of death.

It is said that the sense of smell of animals is very sensitive, to what extent? Able to smell the emotions of prey.

After Zhao Ke's physical body was reshaped, his sense of smell, which was already strong enough, became more sensitive at this time.

Not only did he smell the faint emotions in himself, but he also smelled the black panther in his body, the ruthlessness that went forward without hesitation, and the eagerness, excitement, and anticipation that exuded from every pore of him.

When I saw that the figure of the black panther was already close to me, it was only a short meter.

Zhao Ke's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he shouted a shout in his heart that only he could hear: "Right now!" ”

One thought down.

Zhao Ke moved, took out something from the postal album, and blocked it in front of him.

Something that the Black Panther had not expected.

Huge king eight shells.

I thought that Zhao Ke would show some amazing means.

I didn't expect it to be just a king eight shells.

A sharp glint flashed in the panther's eyes, his space-splitting blade was not vegetarian, it was specifically designed to deal with these extremely defensive postmen.

"Don't say it's the king's eight shells, even if you hold the basalt shell, Lao Tzu can cut it for you."

As the black panther spoke, the black mangs on the blades of his fists in both hands were magnificent, and the blades quickly extended to a meter long, as simple as cutting tofu, and stabbed directly into the eight shells of the king in front of him.

"Poof!"

Just as he expected, there was no hindrance, and such a king was not a threat to him at all.

It was just at the same time that the panther stabbed his hands into the shell of the king.

I don't know why, the panther's heart suddenly shook, as if there was an ominous feeling, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Subconsciously glanced back behind him.

This look!

The panther's face was green.

I saw that in the bushes behind me, I don't know when, the muzzles of black holes poked out.

"Who?"

For a moment, the panther thought of countless possibilities, and instinctively wanted to dodge.

However, at this time, the black panther suddenly found that after inserting his fist blade into the turtle shell, he couldn't pull it out.

After a second look, I saw that the two golden palms were clutching their wrists tightly.

"It's a trap!"

If at other times, the black panther has a way to deal with Zhao Ke, not to mention that it is separated by a turtle shell, even if it is separated by a mountain, he has a way to kill the other party.

But right now, there's no time for him to figure it out.

At this time, the black panther suddenly understood why Zhao Ke asked him whether he was alone or in a group fight.

Just listen to "bang bang ......"

The sound of gunfire rang out at the same time.

The dense blood-pumping bullets suddenly dyed the surrounding sky red.

In addition to blood-pumping bullets, there are also extremely fast energy bullets.

Various beams are mixed together.

The panther didn't need to look back to feel the sound of a bullet in the back.

In an emergency, the panther activated the stamp of his own protection, a special light mask, covering the panther's body.

This is an ordinary talisman stamp.

Not Silver.

It's not nothing, but before, when the meat ghost made a move to overwhelm Mount Tai, he almost swept the panther into it, so that the panther activated the ability of the stamp in a hurry.

The panther itself didn't care about it.

Because he believes that speed is the foundation of everything, as long as he maintains enough speed, whether it is offensive or defensive, he has a natural advantage.

There's nothing wrong with that, but it doesn't work right now.

No matter how the panther kicked his legs, kicked, and even waved his claws desperately, Zhao Ke's two hands were still like iron tongs, gripping his wrists tightly.

Even if there are other abilities, through the turtle shell, they are powerless to use them.

"Boom, boom!"

At the moment when the panther was desperate, the dense bullets were like a sudden rainstorm, instantly drowning the panther.

Blooddraw, Fireburst,

These are all fired from enhanced versions of enchanted muskets that have been processed from the stamp "Black Factory".

I don't know how much more powerful it is than the original.

Zhao Ke put all the muskets he had scavenged in the factory's arsenal into the black factory.

I remember that Zhao Ke was at that time, and put bundles into the black factory for processing.

There were nearly 12 enchanted muskets in a bundle, and as a result, only about 30 enchanted muskets were successfully upgraded.

The rest, naturally, became fertilizer for the black factory.

Otherwise, how to call it a black factory, it's really TM black.

Throwing away the ones that Zhao Ke sent out and lost after entering this terrifying space, Zhao Ke now has 23 left.

Plus the energy guns that were collected from the robots of the special operations team.

It's not bad, it's probably still around thirty.

And Zhao Ke this time, in order to ensure that the three meat ghosts have no return, he has prepared thirty clones.

And this is not Zhao Ke's limit.

Since devouring seven personalities, more than a dozen golden eggs have been transformed into the soul of that demon king.

Zhao Ke had never worried about the burden of soul splitting, and even if the soul splitting was destroyed, the side effects would be minimal.

Almost negligible.

If it weren't for the fact that I didn't have so many weapons in my hands.

Zhao Ke wanted to test himself, where the soul limit was.

"Boom Boom ......"

The sound of the impact of the bullets, the rattle of the eight shells in front of the hit.

But Zhao Ke hid inside, without any pressure, and focused on urging the source hand with all his strength to grab the black panther's wrist.

As for the Panther's Fist Blade......

Zhao Ke hasn't seen it yet.

This king eight shells are two meters thick, and the ghost knows how long this king eight essences have lived.

Although the black panther is very lethal, the means of killing are too simple.

Even if the panther could tear open the outer shell of the turtle shell, there was nothing he could do about it.

Because the shell itself is arched, it keeps a large distance from its own body.

Want to stab yourself...... His knife needs to be extended for three meters,

The sound of a torrential rain outside, the thud gradually died down.

Through the doppelganger, Zhao Ke could see that the panther was lying on the king eight shells at this time.

Although there were defensive stamps, they were still beaten badly.

Many muscles were pierced by blood-pumping bullets.

It was supposed to be a small wound, but because of the blood drawer, the blood of the panther was frantically pumped away.

So much so that at this time, the blood of the black panther had already dyed the king's eight shells red.

But Zhao Ke didn't let go, because he didn't receive the news that the black panther had been killed.

As for the stamp album on the corpse of the meat ghost, Zhao Ke was not worried, anyway, he killed it himself, and others could not draw it.

Bullets also pose no threat to the register.

At this moment, Zhao Ke was suddenly stunned, and a surrender order.

[Hint: Yu Tengfei delivered a surrender order to you, and was willing to pay half of his stamps in exchange for the right to not be able to hurt each other in this world. 】

"Let it go...... Let it go, I throw in the towel. ”

The panther was lying on the king's eight shells, he was not a man known for his strength.

Now he is seriously injured again, and he has no strength.

Even when he spoke, he was panting and not breathing.

Half of the stamps, which is undoubtedly a very good condition.

But Zhao Ke didn't speak, but silently controlled the clone, and after reloading the bullet, he raised it and aimed it at the black panther.

He seemed to sense the crisp sound of a gun loading behind him.

The panther's face suddenly became ugly: "Hey, you're crazy, I'm a mid-level postman, and I still have a lot of good stamps in my hand, which will make you ......"

The panther didn't finish his words, and the next second rang out with the sound of gunfire.

I saw the turtle shell shake violently.

The whole world fell silent, after making sure that the panther's body had been beaten into a brush.

Only then did Zhao Ke let go of his hand and carefully put the turtle shell into the mail book.

"Bump!"

Without the support of the turtle shell, the panther body lay on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Empty eyes looked at Zhao Ke's feet, he wanted to shout, he wanted to roar, it was not fair.

Zhao Ke squatted down, seemed to see the eyes of the black panther, and slowly took out the blood hammer from the mail book.

In order to allow the Blood Hammer to absorb more resentment, Zhao Ke controlled all the attacks of the clone, all of which were hitting the body of the black panther.

With the postman's physical fitness and strong vitality, Zhao Ke believed that the black panther could survive, at least until he killed him with his own hands.

"Are you wondering if the outcome would have been different if you had chosen to go head-to-head?"

Zhao Ke played with the hammer in his hand and asked thoughtfully.

This routine, the Black Panther has heard more than once.

He hadn't thought of it that way, either.

Just hearing Zhao Ke say this, he couldn't help but raise his head, eager to get a different answer in his eyes.

People are like this, even if a gambler, after losing a bet, he will fantasize about whether it would be a different result if he chose another number......

It's just that when the panther raised his head, he saw the blood hammer in Zhao Ke's hand, facing his head: "Bang!" "Look.

"I'm sorry, go to hell and ask Hades."

Zhao Ke looked at the corpse of the black panther, and returned the words that the panther said to himself, and returned it untouched, after speaking, Zhao Ke suddenly felt that something was wrong again, activated the soul devouring technique, and grabbed the corpse of the black panther, and soon a ghost was grabbed by Zhao Ke.

Looking at the black panther who was sealed inside, with a horrified look on his face, the corners of Zhao Ke's mouth raised a cruel smile: "I'm sorry, I'm the king of Hades!" ”