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Chapter 342 Do you want to be a god?

Then, its right foot somehow landed in Tang San's right hand. The extremely strong body was lifted up in the air by Tang San and slammed to the ground.

In the distance, as if to accompany the tragic accompaniment of the Liger Sword Master at this time, another scream rang out, and a member of the Invincible Team was cut off on one shoulder by the Golden Winged Cloak. The battle over there has entered

the final stage.

The body of the Liger Sword Master is extremely strong. When its body was hit hard on the ground and was already broken to pieces, a thought flashed in its mind. Impossible! How did he control it just now?

I failed to burn the fire of life?

There's something wrong with his eyes, and what's his ability that's slowing me down? How did my feet end up in his hands?

If Tang San could hear the question in its mind now and be willing to explain it, then he would tell him that it was the Purple Demon Eye plus Time Change plus Controlling the Crane and Capturing the Dragon.

The Liger Sword Master was indeed powerful, and it was precisely because of its power that it forced Tang San to use many methods. Although it was not to the extent that all of his abilities were unleashed, most of his abilities were carefully concealed by him.

It was displayed below.

In the eyes of the audience, the Liger Sword Master seemed to have changed. It was so powerful at first, and was suddenly suppressed, without even a chance to fight back. Only Liger Sword Master Youku knew that his opponent was really weak.

It's so weird...

"Boom——" The body was lifted up again, like a sack, and was hit hard on the ground.

The Liger Sword Master felt as if his body was about to fall apart, and he was too helpless to resist.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in its mind.

"Do you want to become a god?"

"Boom——" He was hit hard to the ground again.

"I can help you become a god."

"Boom——" This time he swung it and hit it on the left side.

"Your problem is that the liger bloodline cannot truly integrate two powerful bloodlines, so there is no hope of becoming a god."

"boom--"

"You should be able to feel that I have exerted more than one bloodline power."

"boom--"

"So, I can help you integrate the power of your blood."

"boom--"

"Make you stronger, make you a god."

"boom--"

Every time it hit the ground hard, it would make the Liger Sword Master spit out a mouthful of blood, and every hard blow would make it miserable. But the sound appeared directly in the sea of ​​its spirit, making it hear it extremely clearly.

.

"Submit to me and I will help you."

"boom--"

"Otherwise, die!"

"boom--"

Finally, Tang San stopped, and the Liger Sword Master, who was hit hard by him on the ground continuously, had at least a dozen bones broken at this time, even though his body was extremely solid. He fell to the ground, vomiting loudly.

Blood, he had been severely injured.

The voice sounded again in the sea of ​​its spirit, "If you want to die, I will make it happen. If you want to live, just scream."

The Liger Sword Master opened his mouth. Of course it didn't want to die. Even though it had already won hundreds of victories in the Colosseum, even though it pursued constant strength and could attack any opponent without hesitation. However, it also

I don’t want to die!

However, it didn't scream. It was in too much pain, so it couldn't scream, and its throat seemed to be stuck.

Tang San looked at it and murmured with some regret: "He is indeed a hero who regards death as his own, so I will help you." As he spoke, he raised his hand and the Sky-breaking Hammer in the distance fell into his grasp.

among.

The Liger Sword Master is in a panic, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die!

It tried its best, and finally squeezed out a sound from its mouth, "Meow——"

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched, and the Liger Sword Master himself became sluggish, and even stopped bleeding. Because at this moment, it felt that the blood in his body had solidified.

In front of tens of thousands of spectators, a generation of sword masters, a generation of kings of the Colosseum, and extremely powerful ligers, unexpectedly, unexpectedly...

The Liger Sword Master closed his eyes, tilted his head, and passed out immediately. In other words, social death passed away..., referred to as social death. Or, at this moment, it really wished that it was already dead.

Tang San wanted to laugh a little.

Why did he choose not to kill the Liger Sword Master? It is indeed because its bloodline is of great research value, and the upper limit of the Liger Golden Gang is higher than what it shows. If he can make it surrender, then Tang San can have it

A powerful bloodline that is probably not inferior to the first-level bloodline and can continue to be upgraded to the ninth level. It is used to replace the bloodline of the elephant demon. After all, the bloodline of the elephant demon is still weaker. Or it is the bloodline that transforms the wind tiger.

Replace them all. Feng Hu Bian is getting harder and harder to use.

Especially when facing strong men, Feng Hubian, as a bloodline, is often suppressed, and he needs to continue to cover up and compress before he can exert any effect.

Moreover, he also thought that when he went to the ancestral court, the strength of his companions was still insufficient, and multiple mounts seemed good. As for how to subdue the dead Liger Sword Master, from the last moment it was full of desire for survival,

From the looks of it, it seems that it might not be too difficult.

At this moment, the entire Colosseum was already noisy. In stark contrast, cheers like a stormy wave were already rising outside the Colosseum.

Yes, they already knew, they already knew the final result at the first moment. Winning, the Shrek team won, won this tenth game.

When the Liger Sword Master was severely injured by Tang San and fell into coma, the last member of the Invincible Team had also been killed. The Liger Sword Master's severe injury directly caused its last fighting spirit to disintegrate, and it died in despair.

The news of Shrek's victory reached outside the Colosseum immediately. At this moment, even inside the Colosseum, crazy cheers from outside the stadium could be clearly heard.

The cheers were deafening, it was the unwillingness hidden in the heart of mankind after being oppressed for countless years as a vassal and a slave.

On the rostrum, all the senior officials from the monster tribe had ugly expressions, even the Demon King of the Rhinoceros Deer, who was the master of the Colosseum, was no exception.

In fact, although it didn't want Tang San and the others to die in battle, when a human team actually won ten consecutive team battles and was about to receive a noble title, its heart was still filled with complicated emotions. This was an unprecedented glory for mankind.

But for the owner of such a glorious Colosseum, it is a shame.

The messenger from the ancestral court had already stood up, looking with a gloomy face at the Shrek team members who were gathering together and hugging each other in the Colosseum.

Naturally, they could clearly hear the cheers outside the Colosseum. Although as monsters, they never believed that humans could resist, but at this time, they still felt uncontrollably uncontrollable.

"What's going on with that human?" The messenger turned to look at the Rhinoceros Deer Demon King.

The Lingxi Deer Demon King smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know, he was not the captain before, and he has never shown much strength, but I didn't expect..."

"Unexpectedly? Such human beings should not exist. Slaves cannot have spiritual leaders, don't you understand?" the messenger said coldly.

The Demon King of the Rhinoceros Deer quickly bowed and said: "I understand, but the rules of the Colosseum cannot be broken at will."

The messenger waved his hand and interrupted his words, "Then follow the rules of the Colosseum. I don't care what method you use. If you can't handle it in Kerry City, then let them come to the Ancestral Court. The Ancestral Court's

The Colosseum has more generous rewards. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand." The Lingxi Deer Demon King immediately understood and sighed secretly in his heart. Is it the great Colosseum in the ancestral court? That place...


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