"Die."
The sickle brother muttered an unclear word in his throat.
They were both SSS-level beasts. The faceless beast before could communicate without any obstacles, but the sickle brother had difficulty even saying a complete sentence.
It can be seen from this that the gap between SSS-level beasts is also huge.
Bang——
As if to show off his martial arts to Qin Ze, the huge sickle slammed down heavily, and suddenly there was another wave of explosive friendly injuries.
If it were Qin Ze, the local area network would have exploded long ago.
Even so, the clones were still whispering.
"Bullying the beasts has no beast rights, right?"
"Even cows and horses have no rights, how can the beasts have rights?"
"It's so cold, when will cows and horses and beasts stand up."
"I suggest setting up a mutual assistance committee for cows and horses and beasts."
"Great! I'll invite Little Butterfly to participate now!"
"That's the Chaos Beast."
"..."
While the clones were nagging, Qin Ze had already completed the first round of confrontation with the sickle brother.
Qin Ze didn't activate any BUFF, just a random punch, and broke the sickle brother's sickle.
Not only did the sickle brother stunned for a long time, but the clones in the local area network also shouted "Fuck".
"This is impossible, when did the pretty god become so strong."
"It has always been so strong, okay, if you can't beat it, think carefully, are you not working hard enough."
"Fuck! Without my efforts, how could the pretty god be what it is today?"
"Wake up, sickle brother and pretty god are at the same level. If you can't beat the same level monster, you can find a piece of tofu to hit yourself to death."
"Wake up, tofu can't kill you."
"..."
Qin Ze had played in peak games before.
The strength of the opponents was far higher than his, and some of them were even gods.
Because of this, Qin Ze seemed to be struggling every time, and the clones ignored the fact that the pretty god was a strong man.
The sickle brother was doubting his life.
Its hard knife was actually broken?
Brother Scythe had to look Qin Ze in the face.
He couldn't understand why the other party had such a terrifying power when the aura was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.
Brother Scythe glanced at the Chaos Beast surrounded by the alien beasts not far away.
It was not until this moment that he remembered the main purpose of his trip.
Take the Chaos Beast away.
Instead of getting playful and entangled with these alien warriors.
Qin Ze smiled slightly: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, play for a while, let me see where your ability limit is."
"I have arranged for that guest for you, someone will accompany you, don't worry too much."
With a "snap", Qin Ze snapped his fingers.
"Girls, come out to greet the guests."
The white mist spread from a distance and swallowed up most of the beast tide in an instant.
The mist master sat on the cloud and said: "You have been strengthened, you can go to send it."
The alien beasts in the mist were dizzy and confused for a while.
Some idiots even bumped into each other and played a game of calf-to-calf collision.
At this moment, a group of clones rushed out from the fog.
First there was a loud "boom" and a blood-red mushroom cloud rose from the ground.
The air wave generated by the self-explosion of the fifth-level peak warrior swept across the four directions in an instant, and all the strange beasts within a hundred meters were blown into a pool of mud.
A monkey-faced clone shouted: "Great! Another first kill of our self-destruction group!"
The clone next to him shook his head: "What a fool! He gave up the peak of level 5. If he keeps going, he might be the next candidate for the soul bead."
Monkey-faced clone: "That's the leader of our self-destruction group, no, he's the former leader now."
"Our former boss said that the reason he practiced so hard was to finally blow up a big one. It must be a wonderful, earth-shattering, and a grand explosion."
"Our former boss also said that Qin Gou's words can't be believed. Those who said they would give someone a soul bead are all talking nonsense. What about you guys, kfc!"
Qin Ze couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth when he heard this, secretly thinking that it was too good to die.
Otherwise, Qin Ze wouldn't mind helping him achieve the achievement of a grand explosion.
The clones were like evil ghosts in the smoke, killing the strange beasts without leaving a single piece of armor as soon as they appeared.
They were like a sharp sword, piercing fiercely in the direction of the little butterfly.
Brother Scythe was a little panicked when he saw this. If the Chaos Beast was kidnapped by the other party, it would not have to go back.
However, Qin Ze was like an insurmountable mountain. For the first time, Brother Scythe felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.
Brother Scythe held the handle of the broken knife with one hand. Strands of red silk threads extended from the handle, and instantly entangled and condensed into a blood-red curved blade, which seemed to be stronger than before.
Brother Scythe raised the knife and chopped.
It roared, and was determined to use this full-strength sword to cut the damn alien warrior in half.
Bang——
One punch, just one punch again.
Qin Ze's fist hit the tip of the sword all the way to the handle.
The blood blade broke into countless pieces like glass.
The sword broke again.
Brother Scythe was petrified on the spot.
That was its new sword!
What is the origin of this damn alien warrior!
Qin Ze frowned unhappily: "That's it?"
"Where is your ability? The one who can change your face, use it quickly, I'm in a hurry."
If it wasn't for testing the strength of its ability, Qin Ze would have sent it on its way with a sword.
Qin Ze urged: "Change it!"
Brother Scythe came back to his senses and felt very wronged, but he couldn't speak.
This damn alien warrior kept asking it to use its ability.
But Qin Ze's punches were light from beginning to end, and it was really powerless to change its face.
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows: "You can only copy other people's innate abilities?"
Brother Scythe despised those beasts that could speak spiritual language, but now he was so anxious that he wanted to speak in person.
"#:-)..."
Qin Ze waved his hand: "Okay, stop talking, it's hard to explain."
Boom--
Qin Ze condensed a small golden palm thunder and threw it at him, giving Brother Scythe a shock.
However, Brother Scythe still did not change.
Qin Ze frowned: "Still not working?"
So, Qin Ze threw palm thunder at Brother Scythe continuously, one after another.
In just a few breaths, Brother Scythe was scorched all over by the electricity, and the air was filled with the smell of cooked meat.
Brother Scythe was so angry that he trembled all over. This damn alien warrior was actually playing with him.
Usually it plays tricks on others, but it didn't expect that the situation would change. Today, it was played tricks by others.
That feeling... it finally came!
Qin Ze found that an inexplicable energy was flowing in the sickle brother's body and gradually gathered on his face.
Qin Ze shook his wrist: "Finally, it can change."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the ferocious face of the sickle brother turned directly into the face of "Lin Zhiyuan".