Kendo God

"Oh, my mother!"

Fatty Xiaofeng didn't expect that Zi Shu was so strong and could actually do something.

He immediately screamed in fright and subconsciously blocked the ancient war hammer in front of his head.

The chained claws were aimed at the fat man's head. Once caught, no matter how much flesh the fat man's head had, it would definitely be smashed to pieces.

After a loud "boom" sound, the claws hit the ancient war hammer and shattered into slag.

"How is that possible? This is a pseudo-Taoist weapon..."

Zi Shu, who had no reaction at first, was extremely shocked. He never thought that his weapon would be destroyed after being hit.

The magic weapon was destroyed, Zi Shu was traumatized, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Fatty Xiaofeng, on the other hand, received a huge impact and was thrown away with the hammer, smashing into the sand.

"Fuck!"

Fatty Xiaofeng still can't figure out why he is the one who eats mud and sand every time he gets knocked away.

Although I like to eat, it is only good and delicious. Where can I have such a unique taste?

Fatty Xiaofeng climbed up quickly, carrying the ancient war hammer, and rushed over again.

"Straight bitch, fat man, let's see what you do this time! Give me a hammer!"

This time Zi Shu was really at his wits end and had no solution at all.

Never in his wildest dreams could he have imagined that after tens of thousands of years of strength, he would one day die tragically from the hammer of a cultivator in the Kaipo Realm.

The point is, this low-level cultivator in the Open Soul Realm...is still a fat man!

The all-powerful Zi Shu died with his eyes open, his head was smashed open, blood spattered, and he quickly merged into the blood light released by Tang Ruo.

Although Zi Shu looks short in stature, because he is the most powerful, the essence of flesh and blood contained in him is also the most majestic.

It is precisely because Zishu has concentrated all the essence of flesh and blood that he appears short in stature.

"Brother...brother..."

Chou Niu was still insisting at first, but when he saw that even Zi Shu had died tragically, how could he still persist?

Moreover, Tang Ruo's strength has been improved after the Zi Shu's flesh and blood essence is replenished. Of course, this cannot be restored quickly, and it will take a long time to digest.

Tang Tian nodded with satisfaction. With the flesh and blood essence of these twelve sin gods, even if Tang Ruo's cultivation could not be restored to its original state, at least Tang Tian could save a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

The ugly cow also died and turned into streaks of blood, which were fed back to Tang Ruo.

As the saying goes, you reap what you sow.

The things of this world are a matter of one drink and one peck.

The Twelve Sins God succeeds in Tang Ruo, and fails in Tang Ruo. Everything was given by Tang Ruo, and now he has returned to his roots.

"You're a straight bitch, Fatty thinks you are the most distasteful to me, you're a dead cat. Are you worthy of being called Yinhu? You're pretty much the same!"

Fatty Xiaofeng carried the hammer again and came to Yin Hu.

"Fat Master, have mercy on me, have mercy on me! As long as it allows me to survive, I'll do whatever you want!"

What else did he want to say, but Si She on the side could no longer hold on, and his body exploded, turning into streaks of blood and integrating into Tang Ruo's body.

After Yin Hu saw it, he was even more frightened. Fatty Xiaofeng had now arrived in front of Yin Hu, and without saying a word, he smashed it down with a hammer.

"Oh shit, you're the one who talks the most, and you're so noisy! Is this what you're worth for a strong man above the Divine Sea Realm?"

Fatty Xiaofeng was filled with contempt and simply put away the hammer and put it on his shoulder.

And he still had some unfinished thoughts, and his eyes fell on the last Mao Rabbit.

These superior beings never thought that one day they would see a fat man carrying a hammer and feel fear?

If this happened in the past, anyone who told the Twelve Sin Gods like this would definitely think it was a big joke.

But now, this fat man covered in flesh has become the nightmare of the Twelve Sin Gods.

"Wait a moment!"

At this moment, Tang Tian suddenly spoke.

In a flash, he was already standing in front of Fatty Xiaofeng.

"Brother, what's going on? If you smash this, you'll stop working and eat meat."

Fatty Xiaofeng looked at Tang Tian a little strangely.

"Maotu, give you a chance. Do you want to die or live?"

Tang Tian looked indifferent, and he suddenly thought that if all the twelve sin gods died like this, the island of sin gods would really be gone.

It would be a pity if such a wonderful place just disappeared!

Maotu can't move now, but his desire to live is still very strong, "I want to live, I want to live, as long as I can live, I can do anything!"

He was the only one left among the Twelve Sin Gods, so what reason was there to persist?

Although the Twelve Sin Gods are not related by blood, they are as close as brothers after all. However, no matter what, the so-called brotherhood is not as important as one's own life!

"Now you are the only one left among the twelve sin gods. I will give you a chance to live and surrender to me. From now on, you will have sole power over the island of sin gods. How about it?"

Tang Tian's meaning was already obvious. If such a place could be controlled through Mao Tu, it would naturally save a lot of trouble.

"Surrender, surrender! I surrender!"

Maotu was afraid that his reply would be slow, so he spoke hastily.

"Then take over my soul-growing technique!"

As soon as Tang Tian raised his hand, he punched the ghost shadow into Mao Tu's sea of ​​consciousness, integrating with the other party's soul and establishing a connection.

"Tang Ruo, take it. Go and absorb the essence of the flesh and blood of those corpses. Just leave the space storage ring for me."

Tang Tian glanced at Tang Ruo. Although the demons are extremely evil in the eyes of many people, that is because most demons have extreme means and are cruel and unacceptable.

But in Tang Tian's view, no matter what race it is, it has its own special way of survival.

As long as it is used well, there will be absolute benefits.

"Yes! Master!"

Tang Ruo took the surging blood light and flew towards the other corpses. These were all food to restore her strength.

But because it was Tang Tian who killed them, she couldn't ask for it. Now Tang Tian took the initiative to ask her to absorb it, and she was immediately filled with joy.

Thinking of Tang, it seems that he is not just talking to help him restore his strength.

"Master?"

When Maotu heard Tang Ruo's address to Tang Tian, ​​his legs became weak and his heart was trembling.

He really couldn't understand how Tang Tian could do it and subdue such a terrifying existence as Tang Ruo.

But it is also because of this that Maotu now has great respect for Tang Tian. Think about it, when the twelve sin gods came here to hunt Tang Tian, ​​they were full of pride. What about now?

He was the only one left to die, and he became someone else's slave...

"Come, tell me first, what does the temple ask of you?"

Tang Tian's eyes flashed with cold light, the temple was his most concerned issue.

Maotu hurriedly said respectfully: "My lord, this temple has always been in contact with my eldest brother Zishu, and we are not too clear. Every time we act according to the orders of my eldest brother..."

[Author's digression]: Today's fifth update is sent