The huge bed made of human heads scattered with a bang.

Among the heads flying in the sky, Sion had turned into a streamer of light, coming straight to Wu Xiaode.

"Die! Give me death!"

Its face was distorted, and its hands glowed bloody.

Wu Xiaode staggered a few steps as if his body was out of control.

It's close!

Sion swung out a sharp blood shadow and slashed at Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode suddenly raised his head, his neck twisted, and he made a gurgling sound.

"It's full of flaws."

As he spoke, he jumped up, flashed a bloody shadow, and kicked Theon in the neck.

Card rub.

The sound of a broken neck bone sounded.

A streak of blood dissipated from Theon's body.

"That's it?"

Sion sneered, spun around, relieved the momentum of the kick, and turned his hands into bloody claws to grab Wu Xiaode's chest.

But seeing that Wu Xiaode's body was short, he let go of the bloody claws, and his fists hit Xiang's face, neck, and chest dozens of times like afterimages.

Winter –

Theon flew upside down, rolled on the ground for weeks, and leaped to his feet.

It doesn't look so crazy anymore.

"No...... You're not Elian, he's not as strong as you."

Xion tilted his head and looked at Wu Xiaode with the expression of a monster.

"Are you still fighting?"

Wu Xiaode asked calmly.

Theon held up a finger and spoke, "Apparently those council guys were mistaken, or gathered information about me, so they deliberately lied to me—"

"You're Elian."

"Are you still fighting?" Wu Xiaode asked again.

"Let me think about it......" Theon seemed a little difficult to decide, "I think killing you is the best solution, but I don't want those council trash to get their wish, and you're not Arian at all......

"Although your boxing skills are good, but you take a light, fast, and high-frequency path, and I really can't be interested."

"Oh?" There was a deep meaning in Wu Xiaode's eyes, "The punch I just made was indeed a short punch, are you not interested in fighting me?"

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Fingers are clipped by sharp blades several inches long.

"I see, short punches are just a disguise, but they are actually used to kill...... So my tendons and tendons have been picked by you, and my muscles as a human have been cut and broken by you, right?"

Theon asked earnestly.

"That's pretty much it," Wu Xiaode said as if chattering, standing in front of it.

"I'm in a hurry, so I'm just going to show a little bit of skill to the juniors, now let's talk about it, are you going to die or live?"

Theon smiled disdainfully, and was about to speak, when he suddenly found that he could no longer speak.

At some point, a line of blood appeared on his neck.

Even his own tongue was cut out.

- I didn't even feel any pain just now.

The other party is too fast.

It's too fast......

Even if he has a thousand lives, his body can no longer move.

It's so fast!

"Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken?" A voice came from Theon's body.

Wu Xiaode shook his head and said, "You are a human body, so I fight like this, if you are a monster, I will break you to pieces with this world, but that is another way of punching."

Theon thought for a moment, and a voice came out of his stomach:

"Today is really in a hurry, and I am too arrogant, and I have made a great mistake of underestimating the enemy, so that Your Excellency has casually cleaned me up, and I have not shown my true strength, which is my fault."

"I'll make amends for my mistakes."

Wu Xiaode listened, shook his head again and said, "You can survive and talk about it."

He turned around and walked off into the distance.

Theon was stunned and couldn't help but ask aloud, "What do you mean by that?"

Wu Xiaode said without looking back:

"You're ignoring one thing."

"This body is actually not yours, its original owner's strength is limited, and its soul power is even more limited, and it has been used by you for so long, and it is on the verge of overdraft."

"All I need to do is bleed a little bit—"

"Your body is overdrawn."

When he said "a little bloodletting," large clumps of blood erupted from cracks all over Theon's body.

In an instant, most of the blood of this body was released!

Theon's face changed several times, but he found that he could barely use either the spell or the end of the blood shadow type.

Bad!

I really came to the critical point of survival!

Theon suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood twisted a few times in mid-air, crashed through the void, and disappeared.

Peng.

His body slowly fell to the ground, unable to move.

Suddenly.

An old man flew in from the far sky and stopped in front of Wu Xiaode, looked at the corpse, and then looked at him.

"Why don't you chase it?" ….

He asked.

Wu Xiaode glanced at him and said, "It was your shouting just now that ruined a wonderful scene."

The old man's eyes flashed with a hint of unnaturalness, and he said solemnly, "I am urging you to do it according to the requirements of the task."

Wu Xiaode smiled and said, "You come and take my punch, if you can catch it, today's matter will be over."

"Can't catch it?" The old man asked.

"Death."

Wu Xiaode raised his fist and froze in mid-air.

The old man was on guard for a few breaths, but found that there was nothing, so he sneered:

"The enemy has fled, but you don't chase it, this is a passive response, I just need to report it to the Book of the Law of Destruction—"

His voice was abruptly interrupted.

Wu Xiaode opened his mouth and said, "My strength can't be wasted, the power in the blood just now has not been exhausted, and it can be borrowed."

His fist suddenly opened.

I saw that the fine and dense silk threads spread out from his hands, and flew away with the wind behind him.

All the blood around Theon's corpse was attracted by the silk thread, and it stood up like a wall, clinging to the silk thread.

Suddenly, blood shadows appeared on the silk thread, spreading in all directions.

Wu Xiaode's fists snapped together.

All the blood shadows attacked the old man, piercing his body in an instant.

"This punch method uses strength to fight and cast spells, it is too vicious and has been lost."

"I'm using it today to warn you, and if I use some more tricks that can't be put on the table, I'll kill you all."

After Wu Xiaode finished speaking, his eyes flashed.

The spirit of the ancient emperor left his body.

He was the only one left, looking at the motionless old man across from him with the same eye as he looked at a work of art.

- The old man is dead.

His body slowly withered, and finally turned into a long, bent bone wrapped in skin, which could no longer support his skull.

Winter.

The head fell to the ground.

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but sigh.

This guy died before he could even use it.

- Will anyone else be intimidated?

In their eyes, Elian had done what the giant mobile warframe "marionette" had not done.

Theon was beaten to the point that only a ray of blood was left and he fled.

The council elder was secretly framed and killed on the spot by a single move.

His own will-destroying move was useless.

What's next?

Do they still dare to use their brains?

Wu Xiaode stood in place and waited quietly.

Time passes slowly.

Nothing happened.

The Book of the Dead quietly opened, revealing lines of small ice crystal print:

"You've completed your exclusive mission: Facing Theon."

"This result has been unanimously endorsed by the Book of the Law of Destruction and the Council of Elders."

"Now you can designate a world as your loot."

Wu Xiaode nodded slightly and said:

"The world I want is—"

"'Heaven, earth, people, world.'"

Waited for a while.

Two more lines of ice crystal small words popped out:

"It's yours."

"This result is recognized by all members of the Council of the Destruction of the World."

Fireworks into a city