Chapter 880, beat to death with a pan

Just when the God of Death was struggling, Lin Que suddenly appeared in the void behind him, holding a frying pan in his hand and smashing it down.

The God of Death quickly leveled the blood sword in his hand.

The blood sword cut the falling pan into two pieces.

Just when he was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue the attack, Lin Que escaped into the void again.

The God of Death's expression became a little unnatural.

Mud horse!

This hit-and-run, hiding and carrying out sneak attack, this wretched style of play, it is impossible to tell that he is a killing machine that has fallen into madness!

He really doubted that this guy didn't have Xiu's murderous intention at all, but his shameless secret!

Lin Que was hiding in the void, waiting for an opportunity to move!

Crazy is crazy!

Should it be obscene or obscene!

Relying on the crazy killing intent, although the combat power has soared, it is still not enough to deal with the killing god Bai Qi.

It would be safest to wait until the God of Death Bai Qi reveals his flaw and use all his strength to defeat him!

Just shoot and escape, that's great!

"You love me, I love you, the invincible pan is so awesome!"

“Unparalleled domestic product!”

Lin Que poured his murderous intent into it, enlarged the invincible pan, and took a picture of it, causing the space to tremble.

The moment the pan fell, a trace of anger flashed in the God of Death's eyes, and he transformed into a blood sword and rushed over.

"boom!"

An explosion echoed across the sky, and immediately after, Lin Que and the God of Death retreated at the same time.

This retreat is thousands of meters!

The God of Death steadied his body, looked at Lin Que, his eyes filled with anger, and roared: "If you have the guts, don't use your frying pan!"

Oh shit!

What kind of magic pan is this?

Not even his murderous blood sword can compete with it!

Even more powerful than some artifacts from ancient times!

Lin Que didn't answer, and another pan appeared in his hand!

Hum o(′^｀)o!

Do you want me to not use it?

Wouldn’t that give you face?

Using a pan to consume soul power?

Please, I can use as much killing intent as I want!

"Look at the pot!"

The God of Death is stunned!

How many pans are there left in this product?

A bloody sword was slashed out, the surrounding space was torn apart, and the falling pan was strangled into pieces.

It’s not over yet!

Lin Que's figure suddenly appeared behind him, taking another picture of a pan.

The God of Death had a ferocious look on his face, and with a wave of his right hand, his killing intent intertwined into a bloody sword, forming a sword formation.

"call out!"

The sword formation destroyed the pan and slashed at Lin Que with devastating power.

Lin Que didn't show any strength and quickly disappeared into the void.

The sword array killed a lonely person!

"What the hell!"

God of Death: (｀⌒′メ).

This guy would escape into the void as soon as he didn't move, making him unable to catch him.

It was not that he had never tried to seal the void, but Lin Que had a deep understanding of the mysteries of space.

If it had been before, he might have been able to stop him once or twice.

But his remnant soul was consumed by Hongye, and he was unable to exert his full strength.

This is impossible to fight!

We must not delay it any longer, otherwise we will definitely fall into the trap!

Thinking of this, a trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the God of Death.

The palm of his hand slammed down on the ground.

Below, the undead ghost army that was fighting the Shield Crocodile exploded one after another and turned into countless blood energy, which was absorbed by the killing god.

The remnant soul of the God of Death, which was originally slightly illusory, began to gradually recover.

Lin Que:!!!

Want to get some blood back?

Do you agree?

Walking out of the void, the murderous intent in his body continued to converge towards the pan!

"boom!"

The realm of madness is released.

The blood-shadow mad dragon entrenched itself around Lin Que, breathing out the dragon's breath with murderous intent.

"Frying pan, blood shadow coiling dragon kills!"

Lin Que shot out a pan, and the blood shadow dragon was entrenched in the pan, and it attacked with bursts of dragon roars...

sp: There was a power outage. I wrote this in an Internet cafe during the day. As for why I didn’t finish writing, that’s a good question. I don’t have any internet money!

Also, yesterday I said I was afraid of heavy rain. Are you going to beat me one by one?

We were good brothers when we were breaking the news, but now that we are breaking the news, Xigua is really weak!
Chapter completed!