Fan Ssell finally glanced at Fan Jian with slanted eyes, then pursed his lips and walked directly back to the place before.

"Heh-ahem-ahem-I didn't expect you to say such a thing. ”

Hearing the voice behind him, Fan Seel's pace suddenly stopped, his pupils shrank, and he turned around and shouted at Fan Jian in disbelief.

"Why aren't you dead yet, mortal!"

"That's what you said, I have a hole card that is immune to death. Counting it, it seems like you're one last resort. ”

Fan Jian struggled to get up from the ground, covered in scars, it stands to reason that he who is immune to death will be immune to all the damage caused at this moment, but who knows that thanks to his strong physique, he actually suffered such a high amount of damage, and there was no trigger instant death effect.

So Fan Jian had to bear a set of heavy punches from Fan Seel, that is to say, the scar on this body was completely beaten on his body.

"You're a mortal! Why didn't you die!"

Fan Sel's seemed to have lost his mind a little, he snorted, and suddenly went crazy, and the blood-colored aura all over his body soared, and the blood qi that was vaguely wrapped around his body drifted into the sky, and the shadow of a giant beast appeared.

"Roar!"

Fansel's eyes were bloodshot, he could barely make a human voice, his body shape became not like a human, the muscles of his arms swelled, and a pair of wings actually grew on his upper body, and at the joints, there were bones piercing the skin and turning into bone spurs.

After a while, the originally handsome man in a cold trench coat turned into an unknown creature covered with bone spurs, extremely hideous at first glance, and seemed to be born for battle.

"Die!"

In this state, Fansel can still make a sound, but he can't hear any sanity from it.

At this time, even the afterimage was gone, and Fan Ssell just knocked down Fan Jian in an instant, and Fan Jian didn't even have the reaction speed in his mind, so he was directly hammered to the ground.

"Whoa—"

The Behemoth, the Fensel man, stood up, crossed his arms over his head, and then fell to his elbows.

Once, twice... I don't know how many hits.

With each blow, shockwaves spread out from the ground from the impact.

Wherever the shockwaves formed by these forces passed, it was as if they had been struck by a giant hammer, and everywhere they went, they were in ruins.

"Roar—"

Finally, Vansell, who could no longer be called Vansell, was its name as a humanoid beast that should be called a divine creature at this time, and suddenly let out a cheerful cry.

"Is that what you can do?"

A hand was raised from the rubble.

The giant beast, which was roaring excitedly, suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

It looked behind itself in confusion, and in his opinion, everything here should have been destroyed.

I saw that the ruins in front of me trembled, and then Fan Jian, who became unharmed, got up from it.

In fact, it is a coincidence that the attack power of this giant beast is too terrifying, every time it kills Fan Jian, every time Fan Jian dies, he will be immune to damage, and the previous injuries will be aggravated when he is attacked first, from non-fatal injuries to fatal injuries, so that he will be immune by the way.

Over time, after a few times, Fan Jian actually changed from a scarred appearance to an unscathed appearance now.

"Really, what should I say about you? too weak or too strong?"

Fan Jian looked at the bewildered giant beast with a gray face, and raised it with one hand.

"Perverse!"

The beast seemed to realize something, let out a roar, and then suddenly threw its arms up.

It's just that this arm, which had just erupted with infinite power, actually became extremely weak at this time.

The pair of arms hung limply above the body of the giant beast, and no matter how they swung it, they would at most pat a cloud of dust on the ground.

"Roar!?"

The beast didn't understand what was going on, and with his furious intelligence, he couldn't understand why his arm had become so weak.

"Is fate even on my side?"

Fan Jian looked at the giant beast with a solemn face, and then continued to activate his ability.

"Perverse!"

After a few spell casts, the monster was slowly reduced from the extremely powerful devil to a weak and harmless creature like a cat.

The beast was still the same beast, lying on the ground feebly, letting out a wail.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

The wings behind him were constantly flapping wildly, buzzing like flies.

And Fan Jian was already sitting on the ground very tired because of excessive spell casting.

"Oh, is this what happened to you?

Fan Jian didn't feel as angry as the protagonist in the movie when he defeated the boss, he just wanted to laugh at the giant beast three times to express his feelings.

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does.

"Hahaha - I won in the end!"

Fan Jian smiled, slowly stood up, and walked towards the giant beast, just as Fan Selle walked towards Fan Jian before.

The winner keeps getting closer to the loser, looking at each other condescendingly.

"You don't plan to follow the bet, but I decided to follow it. ”

Then Fan Jian didn't even look at it for the last time, and walked to the car where Bataan was before without looking back.

Maybe it's because time has passed, and the mad beast gradually turns back into the same Vansell.

"Hmm—what the hell just happened?"

Fansel covered his forehead in pain and complained.

Suddenly, he was stunned, why did he want to say a word Wang?

He'd only seen this happen to the witch's men, and it was caused by the human's spell.

Could it be that he was also affected?

Impossible! He is a divine creature, immune to these negative magics! Moreover, and he has just killed him, and even the essence of the divine bloodline has been used, Fansel is very sure that in his own state, there can be no living creatures in this world.

"Impossible, impossible Wang, how could I be defeated by that human Wang. ”

Fansel looked at his weak hands a little confused, he now found that his hands had become very weak, and he could still lift them, but he felt as if he couldn't even hold a human child.

"Oh yes, and my legs!"

Fansell quickly tried to move his legs, and found that the powerful thighs that could have erupted almost at the speed of sound were already as if they had been hit by petrification magic, stiff and unable to move, this kind of petrification magic Fansell knew that in fact, as long as he massaged it with his hands, supplemented by appropriate magic, it could be relieved and cured.

Fansel hurriedly hugged his legs with his hands and began to knead, but how could his weak hands press his legs, which were as hard as stones.

"Ahhh

Vansell shouted in a bit of a breakdown.

Then he tried to recite the magic that had healed himself and tried to get help.

"¥%#@#%Wang...... ¥#¥ Wang"

The spell that was perfectly fine was added with this strange suffix, and it could never be cast again.

"Ahhhh

Ignoring Fan Seel's angry roar here, Fan Jian in the distance had already dragged the sleeping Bataan out of the car, carried it on his back, and walked into the distance step by step.