"Hmph...hehe...hahahaha! Ahhhahahaha! Boring! It's so boring!"

Looking at the pair of Xiao Bi, he burst into a morbid laugh.

Situ Yi, who had been watching the game, had disdain in his eyes.

"After all, it's just a copy. Do you think it's useless to block a blow? I'm God. God wants you to die. The only thing you mere mortals can do is kneel down with gratitude and accept it with gratitude."

After saying calmly, Xiao Bi waved his hand and shouted: "How can a copy be of no use if he fights his life?

The result will not change. None of you will leave here alive today!”

"Shut up! March 8!!!"

Bang!!!

He swung out a hammer-like iron fist and hit Xiao Bi's jaw with one blow.

Xiao Bi, caught off guard, was knocked away dozens of meters away on the spot and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem!"

She opened her mouth and let out a blood arrow.

Xiao Bi, who had never been injured in his life, could not relieve the pain? He shouted out in pain on the spot.

What's going on? Who beat me?

She covered her bleeding chin and looked closely.

I saw that it was not someone else who punched this.

It was Zhao Aotian who was frustrated all over his body, like a corpse!

His whole body emitted a scorching heat like purgatory, and Zhao Aotian's whole body was covered by a crimson blood-colored fighting spirit.

No matter how you look at it, you cannot live in your body, which emits unimaginable energy.

This is...
Chapter completed!