After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

"I didn't expect that I am so famous." Wang Yanran smiled sweetly: "Fang Xiu, speaking of which, I have to thank you very much. If you didn't fight to the death and you succeeded in knocking Wang Erni out, I wouldn't have had the chance. To control a second-level spiritual master.

After controlling Wang Erni, I also controlled her weird hair. You really did me a big favor.

As a thank you, I will give you the highest honor, come and kiss my feet, become my puppet and you can live. "

Facing Wang Yanran's insult, Fang Xiu remained calm. He just said calmly: "You talk a lot of nonsense, and you kept me waiting for so long. I thought you didn't dare to show up."

"Oh?" Wang Yanran frowned slightly: "Wait for me? Don't you mean to say that you just had a hard fight with Wang Erni, and you were just pretending, just to wait for me to come out and reap the benefits?"

"if not?"

For some reason, Wang Yanran suddenly felt an unknown fire rising from her heart when she looked at Fang Xiu's calm face.

"Haha, little handsome guy, I thought you were a person who knew the current affairs, but I didn't expect that you couldn't distinguish the form at all.

On your side, you are the only one who still has fighting ability, but on my side, there are two spirit masters whose spirituality is more than [-]% lit, as well as a second-level spirit master and a B-level spirit master. Weird, plus dozens of weird slaves, with such a luxurious lineup, you will definitely lose. "

Speaking of this, Wang Yanran seemed to have lost interest in Fang Xiu, and directly waved his hand and said: "Kill him."

Following her order, the dozens of remaining slaves roared and rushed toward Fang Xiu. The two-meter-tall strong man next to her also roared, and his muscles instantly expanded.

Tear!

His clothes were ripped open, revealing the iron-green muscles inside, which actually exuded a metallic luster.

He rushed towards Fang Xiu like a giant tank.

Wang Erni also attacked at the same time. Countless silver hair turned into an overwhelming rain of arrows, shooting straight towards Fang Xiu.

Although Wang Yanran looked wild and carefree, she was indeed a cautious person. Even if she looked at her own lineup, she must win, but Fang Xiu's unusual calmness still made her feel uneasy.

Therefore, as soon as she took action, she directly used all her strength to nip all dangerous signs in the cradle.

At this point, a desperate scene appeared.

Under the cold moonlight, Fang Xiu stood alone on the ground, his thin shadow stretched very long, and enemies were coming from all directions like a tide.

A slave whose body is made up of black hair, a strong man whose muscles exude metallic luster, and silver hair that is overwhelmingly shooting from the sky.

As for his teammates, Shen Lingxue fell into the mud covered in mud, Zhao Hao was knocked several dozen meters away and disappeared, and Liu Shuai also fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Facing such a scene, even a second-level spiritual master standing here would despair and wait for death, but Fang Xiu smiled.

The next moment, he controlled his spirituality and directly detonated the strange power in the scalpel, which was the power left behind by cutting countless strange things.

boom!

Countless terrifying and mottled strange auras rose from the scalpel and turned into wisps of black smoke, whizzing out. There seemed to be a terrifying and strange roaring in each wisp of black smoke.

The black smoke was like giant black pythons, twisting and turning around Fang Xiu, and finally poured in crazily along his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

All his orifices were dyed black for a moment.

As the strange power continued to pour in, his mind became more and more distorted, his aura became stronger and stronger, and his laughter gradually became distorted.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Terrifying and ferocious laughter resounded throughout the entire venue, like the cries of ghosts coming out of the Nine Nether Hell calling for their lives.

"That's it? How could I lose!!"

When the strange power contained in the scalpel poured into Fang Xiu's body, his suppressed soul was finally released at this moment.

Calmness has always been his protective color, to protect himself from being discovered by those illusory and weird things.

And madness is his true nature.

A suppressed and ferocious horrifying laughter squeezed out of his throat. At this time, he seemed to be a completely different person, wrapped in black energy. There were countless weird shadows faintly condensed in the black energy, and the weird right eye was blooming with scarlet luster. In the past, The calmness of today turned into the madness of today.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yanran was instantly shocked: "Quick! Stop him! He is going to be deformed!"

However, it was already too late.

Accompanied by a terrifying and ferocious laughter, Fang Xiu moved.

Holding the shiny silver scalpel in one hand, he disappeared from the spot instantly like a ghost.

Swish!

A silver lightning seemed to light up on the dark earth!

This lightning penetrated the entire field, and when Fang Xiu appeared again, he had already arrived at the other end of the battlefield.

The slaves who were pierced by the silver light froze in place as if they had pressed the pause button.

The next moment, the breeze blew, and the heads of more than a dozen slaves fell to the ground.

After the heads fell to the ground, the hair that made up their bodies instantly fell to the ground and became twisted and withered.

At this time, the silver "rain of arrows" arrived, dense and overwhelming, as if blocking all ways of survival.

However, Fang Xiu's figure turned into black afterimages, constantly flickering and moving in the rain of silver arrows. His movements were elegant and swift, and his expression was crazy and ferocious, like a dark dancer under the moonlight, forcefully following Amidst this overwhelming attack, a glimmer of hope was found.

Even while avoiding the rain of arrows, the scalpel in his hand kept flying, like the death scythe, constantly harvesting the lives of one slave after another. In just a few moments, all the slaves were slaughtered.

"What! How is this possible!" Wang Yanran was shocked when she saw this strange scene.

"He dares to let such a huge and chaotic strange force enter his body. He wants to die with me! Madman! This is a madman! Quick! Get them all!"

Wang Yanran directly sent Wang Erni out, obviously determined to eliminate Fang Xiu.

Even the ordinary couple of travelers rushed forward, holding loaded pistols.

However, these two people died quickly. Fang Xiu didn't even look at them. He kicked up two pieces of gravel on the ground. The gravel was embedded in their foreheads like bullets. The man's eyes widened with anger and he fell straight to the ground.

Soon, Wang Erni joined the battlefield. Her aura was fully activated, and her silver hair kept flying and growing. In just a short moment, it actually grew to dozens of meters long.

The next moment, millions of silver hairs were entangled together, and instantly condensed into a cone-shaped silver spike, like a scorpion tail, piercing Fang Xiu's body fiercely.

Fang Xiu's right eye was filled with blood, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Faced with such a terrifying blow, he did not dodge, raised the scalpel in his hand, and went straight to meet it.

For a moment, the scene was a little exaggerated. On one side was a huge silver cone-shaped spike dozens of meters long, and on the other side was a small scalpel less than 20 centimeters. The two sides were not at the same level.

But the next second, a shocking scene appeared.

clang!

A huge metallic clang sounded!

I saw that the short and thin scalpel easily blocked the huge silver cone-shaped spike that was dozens of meters long, preventing it from advancing even an inch.

This scene is very much like a cricket shaking a tree or an ant lifting an elephant.

Seeing this scene, Wang Yanran's face froze in the distance.