"The gladiatorial banner of the Spartans?"

Looking at the blood-colored battle banner planted in the center of the battlefield, a ray of essence suddenly flashed in his angry eyes, and then he smiled faintly and said, "Trap me with the gladiatorial banner, and then use the forbidden art to sacrifice your own divine kingdom believers in exchange for more powerful power." You're ready to make a last-ditch effort, kill me, or subdue me, aren't you? ”

"Looks like you're a little different from those miscellaneous fish......"

At this point, the disdain that had always existed in the eyes of anger finally slowly dissipated, and was replaced by a strong fighting spirit, and a kind of attention that only when facing a real opponent.

Then, he slowly clenched his fists and said lightly: "Since you gave up everything in exchange for this last chance to fight, then I will give you this chance." As long as you win me, then you can get out of here, whether I'm alive or dead. As for the others, you can rest assured that I guarantee that they will not meddle in the battle between us. ”

"Here we go again......"

Hearing the angry words, the three remaining immortal pride and others who were chasing and killing not far away suddenly felt a headache.

Angry this guy, although he is usually decisive and ruthless, but once he meets those opponents who really dare to give up everything and fight with him, then he will give the opponent relative respect, and even give the other party a chance.

It's just that in this way, others will inevitably be worried about him. After all, this Woodent's strength is not weak, coupled with the bloodstained believers, and the strength bonus of the gladiatorial banner, so although he has lost the opportunity to be reborn at this moment, his combat power can be said to have reached the highest peak in history.

In this state, it's not easy to even be angry and afraid, right?

But the problem is that they also know the temper of anger, and if they forcibly intervene at this time, they are afraid that they will meet the anger of anger......

This guy is sometimes quite serious.

"Hmph, do you think it's up to you at this time?"

However, Woodyent obviously did not appreciate the anger, and when he heard the angry words, he immediately sneered: "Since you know that this is a gladiatorial banner, then you should also know that once this gladiatorial banner is used, its shield power is extremely difficult to break even if it is immortal, and once it cannot be broken at one time, then the power bombarded on the shield will be absorbed by the shield, making the shield more and more powerful." ”

Speaking of this, Woodent paused slightly, then clenched the crystal sword in his hand that had turned blood, and said coldly: "So what you said before is nonsense, even if they want to interfere, they don't have that ability at all." ”

Click!

However, before Woodent's words could fall, a slight breaking sound suddenly reached his ears.

Hearing the strange breaking sound, Woodent's face changed suddenly, and then he turned his head sharply to look at the place where the sound had come from.

But there, a thin man was sticking to the shield condensed by the gladiatorial banner, opening his big mouth, as if he was eating a biscuit, gnawing on the blood-colored shield one bite at a time. And under the man's gnawing, this shield, which originally had amazing defensive power, seemed to become extremely fragile, and he really gnawed a small hole one by one.

"......"

Looking at the gnawed hole in the blood-colored shield, Woodent was stunned for a moment, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

Who the hell is that guy, and why is it enough to withstand the shield of the Immortal Strongman's full force, since it has become so fragile under his mouth?

"Gluttony, stop, no, it's stop!"

Seeing that gluttony began to gnaw at the blood-colored shield, anger suddenly couldn't help but roar.

"I didn't interfere with your gladiatorial fight, I was just hungry......"

However, when he heard the angry words, Gluttony muttered, and then continued to nibble on the blood-colored shield.

Yes, due to what Anger said before, they can't help easily, but that doesn't mean they can't break through the blood-colored shield and remove the gladiatorial banner from Woodent's strength bonus.

What's more, only by breaking this blood-colored shield can they come to their aid in time when anger is in danger.

"Damn it!"

Woodent didn't know what Chu Xun and the others thought, in his opinion, after Gluttony broke through the blood-colored shield, Chu Xun and the others would definitely rush up and besiege him to death, so he had to solve his anger and lay the victory before Gluttony broke the shield and the bonus of the gladiatorial banner disappeared!

Thinking of this, Woodyent immediately snorted coldly, jumped up, and the shadows behind him dispersed, condensing into clones that were exactly like him, and rushed towards the anger at a very fast speed.

This is the shadow clone he used to deal with anger, but was cracked by greed. Only this time, under the shroud of this blood-colored shield, it is impossible for greed to crack his trick again.

"Do you really think this kind of bells and whistles will work for me?"

However, in the face of the burst of Woodent and those shadow clones, a hint of sarcasm suddenly appeared in his angry eyes, and then with a wave of his right hand, a dancing Killing Butterfly as crystal clear as a black crystal shot out of his palm, and then flew towards one of Woodents at an extremely fast speed.

"Huh?"

The target that the Killing Butterfly flew to was Woodent's true body, so the next moment, Woodent's face also changed suddenly, and then the black light on his body flashed, and he directly used the shadow ability to swap places with another shadow clone.

But the strange thing is that the killing butterfly is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it directly cuts through the space and appears in front of his real body, once again marking the location of his clone.

Killing the Stygian Butterfly is a special summoned beast condensed by the power of killing combined with the power of the River Styx, and it is extremely sensitive to both the soul and the breath of life, so even if it is a true clone ability like Azazel, the Killing Butterfly can find the "body" with the strongest breath, let alone this shadow clone.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Woodyent's heart sank, and then with a wave of the blood-colored long sword in his hand, he directly strangled the killing butterfly. But the next moment, more Killing Stygian Butterflies condensed from the angry side and flew towards him again.

Finding that he couldn't get rid of this killing butterfly, Woodent simply gave up the idea of using the shadow clone to deal with anger, his eyes froze, and he directly integrated the clone into one, and then held the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and stabbed at the anger with an unstoppable sword.

Buzz!

As his sword stabbed out, the blood-colored long sword also flashed with a rich blood light and black light, and then intertwined, turning into a terrifying sword qi that rushed straight towards his angry face.

"Okay, I'll see how strong you are now!"

Looking at the blood-colored long sword that stabbed straight forward, a strong fighting spirit suddenly burned in his angry eyes, and then he snorted coldly, and swung his right fist violently, but he didn't dodge at all, and was directly ready to have a hard fight with Woodent.

Airplanes!

And as the angry punch blasted out, a rich black-red glow also condensed from his fist. And under the cover of this black-red brilliance, the crack on the armor of the angry right fist was also reorganized and restored to its original state.

Boom Boom Boom!

The next moment, the black-red light that surged out of the angry right fist collided with the black-red sword condensed in front of the blood-colored long sword, and then in a burst of violent roars, the sword and fist began to crumble and burst open, and the angry right fist and the blood-colored long sword were also rapidly approaching in the energy that continued to explode.

Rumble!

Finally, a moment later, the fist and sword collided with each other, and then a stalemate broke out in a violent roar.

Click! Click!

In the process of stalemate, a dense cracking sound began to sound from the place where the two clashed, and then, I saw that the armor of the angry right fist and the blood-colored long sword also appeared at the same time, as if they might shatter at any time.

Rumble!

And as the crack on the angry right fist and the blood-colored long sword appeared, the stalemate between the two was finally broken. The next moment, accompanied by a violent roar and a brilliant black and red light, the figures of Anger and Woodent also flew upside down, and then slammed into the blood-colored light mask, shaking the shield for a while.