The scarlet light from the blood hammer reflected on Zhao Ke's face.

With a smug smile, it seemed that Zhao Ke seemed to care more about the hammer in his hand than the pair of gloves, which he bought for 10 yuan in the supermarket.

This hammer has changed drastically from when I first bought it.

It's just an ordinary hammer.

Not capable.

There are no peculiarities.

Even the materials are the most worthless goods in reality.

But it's extraordinary.

Man dies under its hammer, monsters die under his hammer, and powerful creatures die under its hammer.

There are geniuses, monsters, top powerhouses, and monsters with profound mana.

stained with the blood of these strong men.

The hammer has a new name: "Blood Hammer!" ”

As the resentment on the hammer grew stronger and stronger, until he used this hammer to knock on the head of the pestle for half an hour.

This blood hammer has finally ushered in another promotion.

And it's two levels in a row.

Obviously, before he died, Pestle Lie's strong resentment prompted the Blood Hammer to finally complete the primitive accumulation and completely become a unique existence.

In fact, thinking about Pestle Lie, Zhao Ke could understand what kind of resentment this guy had towards him at that time.

If only he had been able to speak then.

I will definitely greet the eighteen generations of my whole family.

He finally became a candidate.

But before he was able to dominate the situation and show his style, he was wiped out by Zhao Ke with the most shameless and scoundrel means.

Zhao Ke went down with a hammer at that time, and the blood hammer was raised by nearly 3,000 resentments.

One can imagine how deep this guy's hatred for himself is.

This also prompted Zhao Ke to be more determined in his murderous intentions.

Nearly half an hour after dancing the blood hammer, Zhao Ke gave Pestle Lie a fatal blow, and it was before Pestle Lie died that unprecedented resentment erupted.

It was only then that this hammer finally broke through the shackles and was lifted up again.

Silver Stamp: Blood Hammer (Max)

You can never imagine how many geniuses have been knocked open in the head of a pervert with a hammer.

Special Ability 1: Grievance Furnace

After killing a living creature with this item, it will absorb the resentment of the living creature and increase the resentment energy of this item.

Current resentment energy: 126000

Special Ability 2: Grudge Strike

Consumes the Grudge in the Blood Hammer to launch an attack on the target.

The more resentment is infused, the more powerful the damage.

No cooldown.

(Note 1: Grudge is a hybrid attack of Spirit and Curse, and cannot be resisted unless it is a special defensive item (stamp).) ）

Special Ability 3: Damage the Way

For Hallow and Spirit creatures, damage increased by 25%

Targets hit by a grudge have a chance to inflict additional grudges.

Angry: All abilities have a 25% chance of failing, all abilities are temporarily increased by 15%, and when all abilities are used, 30% is lowered by one level.

The blood hammer has advanced, the perfect advancement, from a hammer, to a silver stamp step by step.

And in terms of ability, the ability of this silver stamp is even far more than that of ordinary silver stamps.

What could be more inspiring?

As the creator who single-handedly created this blood hammer.

When Zhao Ke saw the blood hammer advanced, he was so happy in his heart.

Suddenly, Zhao Ke wanted to thank Kieje.

He died too aggrieved.

Oh! Not to mention the grievances, with all the means, plus the pair of fist gloves, Zhao Ke was not sure that he could defeat him.

If you really fight, you will inevitably have to suffer.

As a result, Zhao Ke was very shameless and directly summoned his wife to take action.

Pestle Lie didn't even use one ability, and he was smashed to death there by his own hammer.

It is precisely because of this that Pestle's resentment is too great.

But he didn't want to achieve the blood hammer in his hand instead.

I don't know how Kilie would feel if he knew about it, so he didn't blink his eyes.

"Shhhhh

The fat pig stared at the attributes of the blood hammer, and couldn't help but gasp, and then the face that already had a little fat smiled very brightly.

He looks at the attributes of this hammer and looks at it the other way around.

If you are resentful, you will cause harm to others, and you will be like a mouthful of old milk to yourself.

And when you are full of resentment, it is even more wonderful.

It's just a red and blue buff for myself.

For a while, the fat pig swept away Fang Cai's lost expression, and felt that the effect of this hammer was simply wonderful to him.

With this hammer, the fat pig suddenly felt much more at ease.

Zhao Ke put away the blood hammer and pulled Camille and the fat pig to prepare to build a team first.

As for the bantam.

He temporarily belonged to the soul state, so naturally he could not officially join the team, but Zhao Ke reserved his position for him from the beginning.

Even if this position can't sit on the bantam now, Zhao Ke didn't sell this position as a parking space.

This is Zhao Ke's attitude towards the bantam.

This made the bantam tiger in the bottle on the table very moved for a while.

"After talking for a long time, what is the name of our team?" At this time, Camille suddenly thought of a question, Zhao Ke pulled them to build a team, but did not say what the name of the team was?

Zhao Ke was stunned, he really didn't think much about it.

For a moment, the confused eyes looked at Camille and the fat pig, including the bantam in the bottle.

It seems to mean, why don't you name it?

Naming this kind of thing is the most headache.

Zhao Ke thought about it a few times in his heart and gave up this troublesome task.

His little education, the name he can think of, is either the rural non-mainstream, or the second middle school Lei Ritian, so he still doesn't lose this person.

"Ginseng group?"

The fat pig scratched his head and asked Zhao Ke tentatively.

Zhao Ke: "Hehe......"

"Holy Cult Army!" Naturally, Camille could think of Western names.

It's just that this name was rejected by Zhao Ke with a smile and in Zhao Ke's disdainful eyes.

"Defenders?"

Zhao Ke: "......"

"The Hand of Satan?"

Zhao Ke: "......"

"Patriotic youth?"

"Vanguard!"

Fat Pig and Camille kept coming up with all sorts of names.

It was normal at first, but after being vetoed under Zhao Ke's contemptuous gaze, the two guys began to paddle.

Whatever weird stuff you can just say.

Anyway, I know that Zhao Ke will not agree.

As for Bantam, he drew all kinds of names in the bottle, but of course they were all ignored by Zhao Ke.

The fat pig seemed to be fed up with Zhao Ke's disdainful gaze and expression.

I always feel that this guy Zhao Ke, let them get up, just to enjoy the process of being sarcastic and despising others.

So he screamed: "Damn, this doesn't work and that doesn't work, let's call it the Soft Rice Army!" ”

After the fat pig finished speaking, Zhao Ke was almost choked to death by a mouthful of spit.

Camille raised her eyebrows, her eyes lightning swept over the window, and the wisp of red silk floated past the window.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth showed a treacherous evil smile: "Yes, I also think this name is good." ”

Zhao Ke glared, kicked on the fat pig's buttocks, and glared at Camillai to the side.

"What nonsense!"

After speaking, Zhao Ke turned around and looked back.

I saw the red coffin in the distance, and Ji Wusui's figure was still there quietly reading the magazine.

Turning his head angrily, his eyes staring around the two of them and a ghost.

"It's not me who blows it for you, with my body, every time I let her call Dad, do you believe it?"

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, Camille covered his mouth and did not speak.

Zhao Ke looked at the fat pig again, and sighed in his heart, and saw that the fat pig, a fool, no longer knew when he pounced on the ground and did not move.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke's pupils tightened, and the hairs on his palms stood up.

Hurriedly continued: "Of course, my wife is gentle and considerate, understanding, I believe that the most beautiful woman in the world is my wife, with such a wife, I am willing to eat soft rice for a lifetime." ”

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and looked back, but saw that there was nothing behind him.

This made Zhao Ke can't help but hang his heart and quietly put it down.

It's just that when Zhao Ke turned around angrily and wanted to settle accounts with Camille and Fat Pig, the two guys who were happy with themselves.

I felt the cold palm behind me tugging at my collar.

Before Zhao Ke could survive and struggle, he was thrown into the big red coffin by Ji Wusui.

After Ji Wusui walked into the coffin and closed the coffin lid, Fat Pig and Camille breathed a sigh of relief, the two looked at each other, and they tacitly chose what to do and what to do.

Zhao Ke was thrown on the bed.

As soon as he got up, the jade foot that was not stained with dust was gently stepped on Zhao Ke's chest.

The perfect proportions of the jade feet, not big or small, can clearly see the blood vessels and green tendons under the jade-like skin, and the small and delicate toes are coated with bright red nail polish.

There was an irresistible temptation, which made Zhao Ke secretly swallow a mouthful of spit.

"Ahem~Wife~ That...... You listen to me. ”

Zhao Ke looked at Ji Wusui in front of him, and he was ready to accept the walnuts in his heart.

It's just that his eyes are restless and he walks up the jade foot.

However, Ji Wusui doesn't seem to have any intention of settling accounts with himself today.

The jade finger hooked lightly and slid down Zhao Ke's chest little by little.

Fingers pulled out the jade hairpin coiled on the long hair, causing the black hair to fall down, leaned over, and gently whispered in Zhao Ke's ear in a seductive tone: "You can do whatever you want today......