"Hmph, refuse to lick the dog, start with me! Zhou Zhe's muscles are just good-looking, but they are actually useless. Even if he punched me, I would die on the spot, but that didn't convince me! ”

"You think you'll survive with a dog's head? When you saw the first sentence, you had been beaten to death 100,000 times by Zhou Zhe's brainless fans! ”

"I knew that Zheye was a black fan all over the world. This is not? Not again! ”

"Black fans may be late, but they are never absent."

"Ah...... The victory is in hand, Shu Hu! Suddenly feel confused and swollen? ”

"What is pride? The old man provided a lot of information to Zheye, is the old man proud? Well? ”

"Hey, hey, we, ordinary people, have a good day!"

"Can you not use overlapping words? It's disgusting. ”

The barrage in the live broadcast room can only be seen by Zhou Zhe and Hansenleton on the planet.

From the barrage's words, Hansendon learned some "truth".

He was even angrier.

Before today, he would rarely pay attention to the barrage in the live broadcast room.

Once in a gladiatorial state, he maintains a high level of concentration, which he believes will make his survival rate a little higher.

Moreover, Hansendton, who is deeply influenced by the immortal civilization, has always felt that his gladiatorial fight process was broadcast live, just like a puppet performing in front of others.

This feeling deeply pierced his pride and made him feel that it was a very embarrassing thing.

So the audience of Hansendon and the Sigmar civilization had almost zero communication.

was not down-to-earth enough, which directly led to Hansendon suffering a big loss in this duel.

But what's the use of thinking about that now, thinking about correcting mistakes?

It's too late!

Zhou Che, the dark man not far away, didn't know Hansendton's mental journey.

"Yes, I promised."

"But credibility is such a thing as a thing that is only useful when it is needed."

"When I kill all those who know, no one will know that I have broken my word and gained weight."

"Besides, my intentions are good."

"How can the world become better without persecuting it?"

When Zhou Che, the king of the dark man, responded to Zhou Zhe's questioning, he looked confident.

He laughed evilly, and a strong aura of confidence and conceit pressed over the entire Frozen Screen City.

"The pains of evolution are inevitable, but it's worth it."

"Everything I do is for the sake of the Shengmang civilization."

When Zhou Che said this, he paused for a moment and said domineeringly: "I'll come!" I conquer! ”

"I'm destroyed!"

"I create!"

"The world is too weak, and it needs God's guidance."

"I'm this god!"

"God, born to be God, does not need a Creator."

Zhou Zhezheng said: "So arrogant? Don't you know that inflated people generally end up well? ”

Hearing this, Zhou Che, the king of dark people, smiled strangely: "The objective facts cannot be reversed for the time being-when you created me, I received many memories from the earth's civilization. ”

"There's a passage in there, which I like very, very much."

"Now, I'll respond to you with this sentence......"

"I'm a bad guy, infinitely arrogant!"

"I am the god king, and I am unparalleled in my eyes!"

"What about arrogance?"

"This is the posture of God!"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhe smacked his lips, and couldn't bear to tell this kid that what he had done had already been done by Ma Lie and Xiaomei.

Zhou Zhe was too lazy to BB with this inflated guy, so he slashed directly at it.

Seeing Zhou Zhe take out the knife, a hint of banter appeared on the face of Zhou Che, the king of gloom: "Heh......"

"That's ......"

As soon as the words began, the dark king's face changed suddenly: "This, this, this!" ”

"What kind of move is this?!"

He originally planned to rely on his super recovery ability to take this knife hard and show his desperate strength.

But......

The moment the blade was about to fall on his face, the huge shadow of death completely enveloped Zhou Che, the king of darkness!

In his mind, a thought instantly came to him - if he was cut down, he would definitely die!

If you are killed, there is no chance of survival!

It turns out that Hansenlton did not retain his strength, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

He's been facing attacks of this magnitude?

Zhou Che, the king of the dark man, tried his best to dodge, but he was locked in the qi machine and couldn't move at all.

His eyes were split, and he could only push his spiritual force field to the extreme.

The corpse remnants and flesh that were scattered in half of the frozen screen city, in the blink of an eye, condensed in front of Zhou Che, the dark man king, and converged into a dark black wall of flesh.

This wall of flesh, like a living deformed life, kept squirming in front of Zhou Che.

Zizizi......

Lightning flashed, tearing through the sky and falling on the wall of flesh!

In an instant, the wall of flesh vibrated at an extremely fast frequency, as if it could remove all externally imposed forces.

Electricity, wind, heavy pressure, sharp water......

All forces, this wall of flesh, seem to be able to withstand it.

Its composition material is not worth mentioning, compared to Hansoldton's purple turtle shell, it is 108,000 miles behind!

However, its structure and operation are more scientific and reasonable, and they are in line with the rules of the plane.

In this regard, this wall of flesh is innumerable than the purple turtle shell.

As Zhou Zhe's experimental creation, the comprehension ability of Zhou Che, the dark man, is beyond imagination, and in a very short period of time, he has completely digested the power that came out of thin air, and mastered a new hole card!

Pity......

At this time, "Ying Longce" showed its power for the first time!

Above Tang Blade Xiao Tiangang, the black-red molten power was tightly entangled, deriving wisps of ruin.

The thick wall of flesh, just a breath of effort, was completely slashed, split in half, turned into flying ashes, and disappeared into the night wind.

The dark king Zhou Che took the opportunity to dodge with all his might, but his left arm was still cut off.

The severed left arm fell to the earth, unlike when he fought Hansenlton before, even if his head was cut off, he could be restored at will, almost immortal.

He could feel it......

My own arm, lost forever!

No matter whether you use technological means or extraordinary means, you can't recover!

That severed arm, along with part of his own soul, was cut off at the same time!

"This trick...... Damn it! ”

Zhou Che, the dark man king, felt the pain coming from the section of his arm, and subconsciously wanted to ask, but when he thought of Zhou Zhe's previous answer to Hansendton, he immediately closed his mouth.

his meow's flat A!

What about liars!

With a gloomy face, he quickly flew to Hanselton's side.

"Huh."

Hansenlton sneered, and the sarcasm was self-evident.

He remembered a classic self-question and answer that was widely circulated among cosmic gladiators.

"What is the trick of gladiatorial fighting?"

"Dramatic."

"What is courage?"

"Stay sane in the face of a strong enemy."

"...... Now"

"Who's the pig teammate?"

Feeling the playful eyes of Hansendon beside him, Zhou Che, the king of gloom, became angry and angry, and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't watch the play!" Don't keep your hole cards! Join forces to explode and destroy him! ”

At the same time, Zhou Zhe estimated the distance between Hansendon and Zhou Che, and silently detonated the secret hand left before......