Zheng Pan was too lazy to play with him this time, so he teleported around him and punched the bald strong man in the back of the head. Even if he was a god of death, his head would not be able to survive.

The bald strong man is not a weak man. He now knows that turning back is a very unwise move. He is not angry at all, but instead has a slight smirk of a conspiracy.[]

"Bang!" The sound of his fist hitting a hard object, Zheng Pan looked at the back of the bald strong man's head in disbelief, which was already wrapped in a white mask. It turned out that his mask had not been used perfectly just now. Zheng Pan was suddenly shocked and wanted to leave. However, one of his hands was grabbed by his opponent, and the bald strong man smiled grimly and slashed it down with a knife.

Zheng Pan was shocked, but he still did not lose his mind. He kicked the bald strong man's elbow with one foot. The bald strong man felt pain, his hand was inertial, and his mouth suddenly opened. A red flash quickly flooded Zheng Pan's head. It turned out that everything was a false move just now, and the real purpose was to brew a flash in his mouth. Now that the hit was hit, he naturally couldn't help but feel a little excited. Just like this, it was not enough. As the god of death, his perception of the soul was extremely sharp. Although the opponent was hit by him, his soul power did not weaken much. The bald strong man grabbed the hilt of the knife and stabbed Zheng Pan's heart. If he hit this time, Zheng Pan would lose half his life even if he was not dead.

Is it really that simple? How could Zheng Pan sit and wait for death? He saw his foot hooked up and kicked it on the knife. The power was so great that the bald strong man could not control it. The knife was kicked away, and then his feet hooked the waist of the bald strong man. Zheng Pan's head hit his mask directly, and broke the mask covering his forehead. The bald strong man was dizzy when he was hit. Zheng Pan still did not give up. He hugged the bald strong man's hand. He turned his whole body hard and twisted the bald strong man's hand into a trick. Zheng Pan, as the person involved, had already escaped, leaving the bald strong man's howl on the spot.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zheng Pan shouted loudly: "Don't think you are smart. Your little cleverness is nothing." The bald strong man stared at Zheng Pan with his eyes tightly, as if he was going to swallow him alive. Since the Dimension Blade was dumped just now, the only item under his hands is now that one. However, once he used that item, it is a question whether he could control it, let alone kill his opponent. The bald strong man thought for a long time and was gradually driven by the anger in his heart. The guy broke his left hand and even broke his mask, causing himself to be seriously injured. Even if he could win, he would have to fix it for a while after he went back. But now there is no other way. He would not escape back in shame. The other party was a rookie, and defeated by the rookie was a great humiliation.

"Bastard, you will regret it." The bald strong man was holding an item in his hand. Zheng Pan squinted his eyes and saw that it seemed to be a large diamond. He thought about the information about this item. After all the rules were eliminated, even Zheng Pan was shocked by the final result and said tremblingly: "Is the thing in your hand Bengyu?"

"You have a good experience, but unfortunately, you are destined to die here." The bald strong man gritted his teeth and put Beng Yu on his chest. It was originally where the chain of cause and effect was located, so naturally there was no death. However, the bald strong man could no longer be considered a god of death. Since he used the mask, a small hole appeared in his chest. As time went by, the hole in his chest had almost taken shape. However, when he was about to stuff Beng Yu into his chest, he grabbed him with one hand, and the bald strong man said without raising his head: "

You can't stop me. Bengyu has been bound to my soul, you can't take it away." Zheng Pan tried several times, but he couldn't catch the object that looked like Bengyu. He simply cut off the bald strong man's right hand from his elbow, and used his hand as a knife to slash it down. Even if the bald strong man broke one hand, he was still far from being allowed to be bullied by Zheng Pan. He opened his mouth and spurted out a flash. Zheng Pan had no choice but to let go of his hand and took a few steps back. With just such a gap, Zheng Pan already knew that he had lost the opportunity and Bengyu fell into the virtual cave.

A flash of light inside the Bengyu, and the faint hole in the strong man's chest disappeared immediately. The broken left hand began to tremble continuously, and then the whole burst opened. The strong man did not say a word. The black spiritual power slowly flowed out of the strong man's broken hand, forming the shape of the hand, slowly condensed. After the light converged, a complete hand appeared at the broken place. The mask on the forehead that was originally knocked out by Zheng Pan condensed again. A piece of purple appeared out of thin air on the mask, which was originally only two purple patterns, and was located at the corner of the eye. The forehead did not condense like the same thing as before, but appeared.

One horn, and the mask has extended to the entire head. The bald strong man's Death Domineering outfit has long been broken. This time, it was simply bursting out, naked, no, and finally a pair of straw sandals were left behind. I really don't understand why the Death Domineering outfit is gone and why the straw sandals are still there. Now the bald strong man's body is covered with a layer of grayish white substance. The Zanpakura also flew back. It was not held in his hand, but directly melted into his body, which made Zheng Pan look at it. This change process did not last long, and even if Zheng Pan wanted to stop it, it would not have time.

"Is this what I got at all costs?" Zheng Pan asked expressionlessly. The bald strong man did not answer him. There was no need to say a word again. Zheng Pan did not dare to hide his own privately anymore. He activated the Super Saiyan 2 mode. The qi he was using now had changed from a light yellow to a dark yellow color, and he could even occasionally see a golden arc on him. Zheng Pan directly entered the explosive air mode, and his attack power rose straight up. With a tiger roar, he punched the gray-white body standing there, and he didn't move. The energy directly penetrated Zheng Pan's fist into the body of the bald strong man. The bald strong man's body shook obviously, and the muscles behind him quickly protruded and then calmed down. Zheng

Pan immediately pushed it away after a punch. Although he didn't make all his strength just now, it was not something that ordinary body could bear. The opponent actually endured it, and basically did not see any external injuries. Instead, it aroused a relatively strong aura that penetrated the body. The bald strong man's eyes suddenly opened, and a ferocious blood color appeared inside, without any feeling of life pity. "Roar!" A beast roar came from his mouth. The blood-red eyes saw Zheng Pan not far away, and rushed over without saying a word. Zheng Pan also punched back with one punch. The two punches met, and a wave of air spread from the middle. Both retreated at the same time. The difference was that Zheng Pan spat a mouthful of blood, while the opponent just took a few big steps back.
Chapter completed!