At the same time that the shock wave lifted him away, Meng Chao had already circled behind him.

The blood sword had just cut off two lumbar vertebrae, but as if it had whetted its appetite, it couldn't wait to get into the body of the third former "god of death", bit off the third lumbar vertebrae, and nailed the former "god of death" firmly to the

On the ground.

Meng Chao was too lazy to draw his sword.

I didn't bother to take off this guy's helmet.

The right arm, which was tightly wrapped with chains, had swelled to the point where the entire chain "squeaked".

And the fighting spirit that shot out from the pores, like magma, also burned the chain into a deep red, and every rune on it exuded a bloodthirsty smell.

boom!

He punched the former "Reaper" on the helmet.

The helmet spray-painted with a white skull is dented like paper.

The forehead bones, nasal bones, cheekbones, jaw bones, and teeth all inside were deformed, exploded, and shattered amidst the screams.

As for Meng Chao himself, due to excessive exertion, the wound near his heart burst again, gushing out hot blood.

He frowned slightly, spat blood on the broken helmet of the "God of Death" in front of him.

Then, take out the emergency wound suture device like a stapler from the other party's first aid kit.

According to his heart, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, he randomly inserted seven or eight "staples".

Throwing away the "stapler", he picked up the chain-wrapped iron fist for the second time and used all his strength to smash it down like a pile driver.

Click!
Chapter completed!