Fatt is on the battlefield, and this time it can be said that he is really powerful.

He had a long stick in his hand, and every swing shook the void. A group of lower main gods were invincible, and they could only desperately dodge and escape, without even a chance to fight back.

In less than a minute, there were only eleven of the ninety-seven besieging lower main gods. The others were completely incapacitated, slumped to the side, and didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Run?! Do you think you'll be able to escape? ”

Fat's smash out with another stick, and the ninety law secret patterns on the long stick couldn't help but flow, and they continued to become thicker and longer, hammering towards one of them.

The lower lord god tried desperately to escape, but he was still not as fast as the Fate's attack. The end of the long stick slammed into his back like a giant hammer, knocking him straight out and completely losing his combat power.

Naturally, Fate's blow targeted more than one person, otherwise it would be too inefficient. With a flick of his arm, the great rod swept out and slashed through the void.

Under the swing of the giant stick, the entire void trembled.

But after this circle, five more people were directly blown away.

"And the last five!"

Fart struck a blow and looked into the distance, where he quickly spotted his target again, slamming his palm the end of the long stick. The long stick was like a spear, and it was thrown directly.

"Boom!"

Moments later, the long stick struck the back of the head of a strong man, who fainted instantly.

At this time, Fateh didn't know when he arrived, so he grabbed the end of the long stick and swept out with a seemingly casual blow.

Like a long whip with no end in sight, the long stick struck out into the distance.

The entire void cracked under the blow.

Fate's stick hit three people one after another, and the sound of broken bones came from all three of them.

Fatt didn't look at it. Appeared directly in front of the last person.

"Hey, there's no need to run away, ninety-seven people, you're the last one left."

The lower Lord God was small and thin, and when he saw that he was blocked by the Fate, he completely lost the idea of resisting.

The battle had begun less than a minute and a half. Originally, it was supposed to be ninety-seven people besieging one person, but it turned out to be one person chasing and killing ninety-seven people, and ninety-six of them were directly beaten to the point that they couldn't take care of themselves. This made the skinny lower lord god feel a shadow in his heart.

He raised his hands helplessly, "I surrender, don't slap your face......"

Fat, on the other hand, raised the long stick in his hand, and drew it down to his face, then the second, and then the third, and then the stick. "Originally, I locked you in the first dial, but I shrank my neck and dodged it directly. The second attack locks on to you again, and you shrink your neck to dodge it. I'll make you shrink your neck, let you shrink your neck......"

Seeing that Fate beat the thin man into a pig's head with a face full of resentment, Guding and they were also a little speechless.

On the other side, the battle between Dorcott and Brin continues.

Brin who was trapped in the [Absolute Realm] couldn't break free at all.

Because the [Absolute Domain] used by Docot this time is a type that traps the enemy, no matter how Bryn moves. The knives would move with him. And according to the rules of the Heavenly Dao Secret Pattern, he began to attack Brin continuously.

Hundreds of attacks by character gods. It is naturally impossible for Brin to ignore it, especially now that he has lost the protection of his character and divine soldiers, any one move may bring danger to his life.

Brin not only used his body to move in the [Absolute Domain], but he also took the initiative to attack attacks that could not be dodged. Bombardment on both sides of the ship, making the flight trajectory of the knives change to the maximum extent instead of hitting them hard.

And it turned out that no matter how hard he tried, none of the hundreds of throwing knives were reduced. Even if it's knocked out. It will also automatically be corrected by the Heavenly Dao Secret Pattern and re-attack.

"I've got rid of them all, and your side seems to have the upper hand......" After Fart had eliminated all the enemies, a dodge appeared next to Docot, smiling as he looked at the area where the throwing knives were flying wildly.

"The middle lord god is indeed not so easy to deal with." Docott shook his head helplessly, "I can only try my best to grind off the residual law power in his body now, but it seems that it will take a lot of time to do so." ”

"Wouldn't it make him wear out faster if you added more throwing knives into it?" Fatt made a suggestion. "I remember that you have 3,600 knives in this set, right?"

"Forget it, leave it for the unprepared." Docott shook his head, "If I play all my hole cards now, if he still has hole cards, won't he be overturned by him then?!" ”

After all, Docott is an old fritter who is good at actual combat, and he naturally knows that no matter when, he must leave his hole cards. Otherwise, if the other party turns the tables, he will really have no tricks.

"The median main god has not opened the big world battle until now, and he has not shown other hole cards. The more this is the case, the more care should be taken. ”

In the Dream, the Sea Emperor also agrees with Docott's caution.

"I also have a faint feeling of unease, that middle rank main god can win the respect of this group of lower lord gods, it should not just be the effect of suppression on cultivation." Gooding also nodded, as the captain of a pirate group, he knew very well that being the leader of a team must have something to convince. Moreover, from the video projection before, it seemed that those lower main gods respected him very much, and it could even be said that there was a feeling of worship.

While Gooding and his party were discussing, the blonde-haired Brin didn't look panicked in the orb of the throwing knife.

He dodged calmly while parrying the attack of the throwing knives.

"It's endless, this Nian Master is really difficult...... Brin's brows furrowed slightly, "I don't know what the situation is out there now, have the others taken down the other kid...... However, it is true that the time cannot be delayed any longer, and the longer it is delayed, the more people will rush over. Even if I win, I'm afraid I won't have the strength to face the other pursuers. ”

Thinking of this, Brin looked down at the storage watch on his arm, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to probe his spiritual power into it.

After a few moments, an extra pair of gloves appeared in his hands.

It was a pair of silver gloves, which looked a bit like metal, but they looked soft in his hand.

And Brin, after a light sigh, finally chose to put on these gloves...... (To be continued.) )