Mage with knife

"No, I'm very realistic. How about giving you a chance to kill me with one million middle-grade soul stones?" Dick was afraid. When faced with a real crisis, Dick didn't know what fear was.

Are you all trying your best? Either you die or I live.

The black-faced fat man was right. His eight hundred superior god native reserve teams had only fought against the superior god locusts for so long. They didn't have much physical strength and internal strength left. The casualties in the melee would be huge, and it wasn't worth it.

Now that this black-faced fat man has taken the initiative to find him, Wangcheng's subordinates may not be able to use their branding. In order to kill him, this guy wore a mask without revealing his identity. He probably wanted to completely kill himself and himself.

The team of indigenous superior gods.

How can anyone in the God Realm not be cruel?

"I just like your character. I'll bet you one million high-quality soul stones." The fat man with black face took out two space bags and threw them to Dick.

"Not bad!" Dick unceremoniously checked the number of high-grade soul stones in the space bag, "All reserve teams, retreat seven hundred meters." Dick gave the order, and the reserve team of the high-ranking natives retreated more than seven hundred meters.

This is enough space for two people to challenge each other.

"I hope you can seize this opportunity to kill me, haha!" Dick finally took a rest, and there was no problem of internal energy depletion.

The fat man with black face wanted this situation, because in the event of a big melee, Dick still had so many subordinates, and the chance of killing Dick was even smaller.

The black-faced fat man also waved his hand, and his thousands of high-ranking god subordinates also withdrew from the 700 meters. If they were dueling, it had to look like a dueling.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

In the middle of the two armies, Dick and the fat man with a black face were fighting together. Are you awesome? You are not an eighth-level master. No matter how bad I am, I am still a seventh-level master.

The opponent does not have an overwhelming advantage, and Dick will never lose confidence in a battle, even if the enemy has already gained the advantage. So what? Dick has fought many times over the top in his life, and he has not reached this point in the battle of life and death.

"Dick, don't you know how to use soul attack? Haha! Why not use it? Do you want to have a close combat?" The fat man with a black face who had the upper hand actually still had the energy to tease Dick.

Didn't Dick use soul attack? Indeed, Dick is currently using the fighting melee mode of the two clones of water and fire. Although the combat effectiveness of the fire god clone is somewhat poor, the fire technique evolved from the fire cloud step is still good at maneuvering.

The black-faced fat man had little chance of killing Dick's fire-type god clone in a short period of time.

Then it's time to spend it. Dick has advanced to the upper god. It is the first time he has a direct conversation with a strong opponent. He needs to test his true combat power. The one-on-one combat with the master is different from the battle mode of the locust swarm of the upper god.

Dick was not afraid of exhaustion. Within an hour, most of the internal strength of the superior indigenous reserve team behind him had recovered. In this way, Dick had the most solid backing.

Due to the gap in strength, Dick was unable to make fun of his opponent. Dick cherished the opportunity of this battle. As for death? After fighting for twenty minutes, Dick did not think that the fat man with black face had the ability to really kill him.

Dick didn't know what level his strength was among the seventh-level gods. He only knew that his opponent was not much stronger than him.

To be honest, the black-faced fat man is also very conflicted now. If he wants to kill opponents of the same level as soon as possible, most of his tactics require shortening the combat distance. However, Dick can use soul attacks. The closer the distance is, the more difficult it will be to defend against soul attacks.

Big.

Using conventional methods, the black-faced fat man felt that Dick was really tough. The two clones of water and fire moved around like flowers and butterflies, making the battle situation more and more complicated.

You know, Dick's double clone fighting mode has become famous since the stage of the neutral god.

Could it be that Dick wasted his time just to buy time for the indigenous high god reserve team to recover their internal strength? It was agreed that they would have a one-on-one gambling battle, but in public, could Dick be so shameless? The fat man with a black face felt a little unsure.

In the God Realm, there are many shameless things to do in order to survive.

Inexplicably, the black-faced fat man became a little anxious. People are always entangled in conflicts between choices. The black-faced fat man who had the upper hand lacked some determination to fight to the death and hoped to kill Dick relatively safely and accurately.

Suddenly, the black-faced fat man felt Dick's fire-type god clone attack him like an arrow. The black-faced fat man, who was a little anxious, was instantly seized by Dick, and the fire-type god clone began to attack.

"Bang!" Dick's fire god clone was blocked by the fat man with a black face. With the help of the enemy's attack power, it flew sideways. By coincidence, it flew right next to Dick's water god clone who was also attacking. In the blink of an eye,

Two divine avatars merged into one.

Dick's soul attacked the Heart of Destruction and immediately radiated out. Once, Dick came closer to dozens of meters, and again, Dick came closer to more than ten meters. The third time, the Heart of Destruction, Dick came closer.

Dick's Heart of Destruction, mixed with the power of destruction, made the fat man with a black face feel a powerful crisis. Even though he had dodged three consecutive attacks from Dick's Heart of Destruction, he was already in a hurry. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been approached by Dick.

The powerful seven-star giant transformed, swung the sword fiercely, and smashed it with one knife after another. After all, the black-faced fat man was an ordinary human being. He fought closely with Dick, who had transformed into a seven-star giant and was comparable to a small monster. After a few blows,

Dick took the opportunity to punch the fat man with black face into his pubic area.

Perhaps, Dick's soul attack is no longer a secret. However, everyone may have forgotten that Dick's strongest tactic was hand-to-hand combat.

Dick, who is close to him, can adapt to mental changes very quickly, and he is tortured by the jade pendant space every day.

In a close combat, Dick's strength, reaction speed, and advantages are huge.

"ye!"

"General Dick is mighty!"

The eight hundred superior god indigenous reserve teams cheered loudly.

"Reserve team! All are here, kill all the enemies in front!" Dick raised his sword and gave the order.

"Kill!" The order was an order. Even though their internal strength had not been restored much, the 800 reserve team rushed forward without hesitation. Fighting is all about momentum. Taking advantage of the opportunity to kill the enemy leader, the team's momentum reached its peak.

The leader, Dick, transformed into a seven-star giant, wielding a sword, and rushed forward like a murderous god. The more than a thousand high-ranking gods brought by the fat black-faced man were really frightened by Dick.

"Damn!" Dick chopped down a weak superior god and a group of rabble. In less than half a minute, the reserve team killed the opponent and fled in all directions.

Dick took off the black-faced fat man's close-fitting mask, and his real face was revealed. He didn't recognize him.

Forget it, love whoever you want, just take your head back to the General's Mansion in the west of the city and ask Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.

In less than half an hour, the indigenous high-ranking gods that their respective teams were chasing came back. They were all smiling happily, chasing and defeating the defeated troops. Isn't such a huge harvest?

"Okay, we've all made a fortune, it's time to go home and withdraw the troops!" Dick waved his hand, and this adventure of Liezhi Island was over.