1655: C1655 You're Already Dead

C1655 You're Already Dead

chapter 1655. You are already dead.

Chi La...

Sparks flew everywhere!

The Jinbao's helmet instantly split apart, revealing the entire head.

Everyone present could see it clearly.

cattlehead's two huge axes landed solidly on the Jinbao's left and right temples.

However, not only did the Jinbao's cephalo- not break a single piece of skin, it even emitted sparks!

Everyone felt that it was not a cephalo-, but an incomparably hard ten thousand year steel stone!

The heck! Did we see wrongly?

Is it an illusion or is it a dream?

Even King Beaumont and Elder Leto did not dare to take the two axes head-on.

Of course, if they circulated their spiritual energy, the axes would definitely not hit their bodies.

But the problem was that the Jinbao did not circulate even a little bit of spiritual energy.

He relied purely on his physical body to withstand these two axes.

Who would dare to ask Elder Leto, King Beaumont, and the others?

This was not a question of whether they dared or not, but the question of dying.

None of them dared to do so!

What kind of monster was he?

It was said that Orcs had a race called Stone Pig.

After they transformed, their bodies really looked like stone statues.

But they could also be killed.

They weren't that hard either.

Then, what kind of race was as hard as steel among the Beastmen?

It seemed to be gone. ......

This kind of special shock stunned cattlehead at the same time.

He was the one who felt it the most.

The person in front of him was not a human at all!

His two axes were already at the Quasi-sacristy level.

It would be fine if he could not cut down the cephalo- of the boy in front of him.

What made him even more afraid was that the two axes had even rolled up their blades. ......

Just as cattlehead was in a daze, he suddenly felt his hand lighten.

The two axes landed in the Jinbao's hands.

Clang!

The Jinbao knocked on the axes.

"The material is a good material, but it's not suitable to be used to make an axe.

Do you know what is most suitable to be used for? "

Jinbao sniffed the axe. Without waiting for cattlehead's reply, he spoke again.

"I think it's best to use it for tickling.

My back is ticklish. It's perfect for tickling! "

"ticklish ticklish?"

cattlehead was confused. He did not know much about the culture of the Xuanwu Continent.

He also did not know what it was.

Just as he was feeling dizzy, he suddenly felt two cold lights flash, and then his shoulder sank.

"Here, I'll return the axe to you. It's not very sharp!"

cattlehead did not quite understand the meaning of the Jinbao's words.

If the Quasi sacristy was not sharp, then what did it need to be sharp?

A sacristy?

That was a weapon prepared by a great devil genius. It would already be considered pretty good if Subordinate could have a Quasi-sacristy.

However, the axe was returned, and it seemed as if there was an endless amount of power in his hand.

Should he chop off two more axes?

Just as he thought of this, he saw the young man turn around and leave.

What... What is going on?

You think you won because I can't cut you?

This is clearly looking down on me, not wanting to fight with me!

"Wuwuwuwuwu ......”

When the Jinbao heard Zhang Xing's translation, it smiled disdainfully.

" You want to fight again? Do I need to fight with a dead monster?"

"A dead monster?"

Elder Leto, Tu Shu, King Beaumont, and King Leonis. ......

All the people of the beast race and totem clan, including cattlehead himself, had puzzled expressions on their faces. What did this mean?

The battle hadn't ended yet! ......2

"Hehe! Cattlehead is dead!"

Zhang Xing said with a smile.

"What? Dead? What a joke, he's not alive... "

"What a joke, i, cattlehead..."

Just as they were about to show a mocking expression on their faces...

Suddenly...

cattlehead was stunned!

An expression of extreme fear and disbelief appeared on his face.

* Hua La! *

cattlehead's body, from head to abdomen, was neatly cut into four pieces!

The whole place fell silent!

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