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Chapter eight hundred and eightieth, a pan shot to death

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    Just when Killing God was tangled, Lin Que suddenly appeared in the void behind him, and smashed down with a frying pan in his hand again.

    Killing God hastily crossed the blood sword in his hand.

    The blood sword cut the falling pan into two pieces.

    Just as he was about to pursue the victory, Lin Que escaped into the void again.

    Killing God's expression became a little unnatural.

    Mud horse!

    ?He hits and runs, hides in order to carry out a sneak attack, this wretched style of play, it is hard to see that it is a crazy killing machine!

    He really suspected that this guy wasn't Xiu's murderous intent at all, he must be shameless!

    Lin Que hid in the void, waiting for the opportunity to move!

    Crazy to crazy!

    Should be wretched or wretched!

    Relying on the crazy killing intent, although the combat power has soared, it is still far from enough to deal with the killing god Bai Qi.

    It is safest to wait until Bai Qi, the god of killing, reveals his flaws and devotes all his strength to defeat him with a blow!

    Just hit one shot and slip, that's great!

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

    "Domestic products are unparalleled!"

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

    The moment the frying pan fell, a trace of hostility flashed in Killing God's eyes, and he turned into a blood sword and rushed over.

    "Boom!"

    A crackling sound resounded through the sky, and immediately after, Lin Que and Shashen retreated violently at the same time.

    This retreat is thousands of meters!

    Killing God stabilized his body, looked at Lin Que, his eyes were full of anger, and roared, "You have the guts, don't use your frying pan!"

    Oh shit!

    What kind of fairy pan is this?

    Even his killing intent blood sword can't compete!

    Even stronger than some artifacts from ancient times!

    Lin Que didn't answer, and there was another frying pan in his hand!

    Humph o(¡ä^`)o!

    If you want me to use it, don¡¯t use it?

    Wouldn't that give you face!

    Consume soul power with a frying pan?

    Please, I use as many killing intents as I want!

    "Look at the pot!"

    The god of killing is stupefied!

    How many pans does this product have?

    A series of blood swords were cut 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, and was photographed with another pan.

    Killing God's face was ferocious, and with a wave of his right hand, killing intent intertwined into bloody swords, turning into a sword formation.

    "Phew!"

    The sword array destroyed the frying pan, and slashed at Lin Que with a destructive force.

    Lin Que didn't have any strength, so he fled into the void and disappeared.

    The sword formation cut a loneliness!

    "What the fuck!"

    Kill God: (£à¡Ð¡ä¥á).

    This guy would escape into the void as soon as he didn't move, so that he couldn't catch it.

    It's not that he hasn't tried to block the void, but Lin Que has a deep understanding of space mysteries.

    If it was before, he might still be able to block one or two.

    But his remnant soul was exhausted by Hongye, unable to exert its full strength.

    It's impossible to fight at all!

    We must not procrastinate any longer, or we will definitely get caught!

    Thinking of this, a flash of determination flashed in Killing God's eyes.

    The palm slapped the ground violently.

    Below, the undead ghost army that was fighting the shield-armored crocodile exploded one after another, turning into countless blood energy, which was absorbed by the killing god.

    The originally slightly illusory killing spirit began to gradually recover.

    Lin Que:!  !  !

    Want to restore blood?

    Did I agree?

    Walking out of the void, the killing intent on his body continuously converges towards the pan!

    "Boom!"

    Released in the field of madness.

    The blood shadow mad dragon was entrenched around Lin Que, breathing out the murderous dragon's breath.

    "Frying pan, blood shadow pan dragon kill!"

    Lin Que took a shot of a frying pan, and the blood shadow mad dragon was entrenched on the frying pan, accompanied by bursts of dragon chant attacks

    sp: There was a power outage, and I wrote it in an Internet cafe during the day. As for why I didn¡¯t finish writing it, this is a good question, I have no Internet fee!

    Also, yesterday I said that I was afraid of heavy rain, and you all wanted to hit me?

      We were good brothers when the update broke out, but now the update is over, how real is the watermelon!

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