Rise from the Villain Chat Group

"Clone 7 died..."

After a while, the super mission system announced that the 5th, 6th, and 7th were all dead.

Bi Gan's complexion suddenly became ugly, and his body trembled with anger, "Who the hell is it? The person who dares to kill this king... Where is No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, No. 4?"

"They were all killed by external forces, and this force is going towards No. 1 and them!" the super mission system said.

"Bastard! System, quickly let them join us!" Bigan said immediately.

"Yes." The super mission system said.

however……

Before Bigan left, the super system said again: "Host, the opponent's speed is too fast. At this time, they have already intercepted No. 1..."

"What? So fast?" Bigan's face was livid, "Where are they now? Let's hurry there!"

"The host is not recommended to go. This force is unknown. It is not an ordinary person who can solve the clone in such a short period of time. It is recommended that the host immediately evacuate the palace and find a place to hide." The super mission system said.

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[13.Chapter 13 Explosion]

Chapter 13: Self-destruct

"Evacuate the palace? No way! This king has managed to get this throne, and I can't do this to evacuate the palace like this!"

Bigan shook his head.

You must know that he has been coveting the throne for a long time, and this time he finally got the throne, how can he give up easily.

"Host, your thinking like this is very dangerous! Keeping Dongshan here is not afraid of running out of firewood. It's just a throne. When you grow up, the whole world can be yours!" the super mission system said.

"System, I feel that you are too suspicious. The prehistoric world is only the strength of the first-level world. I am already the peak of the first-level. Who else can match me?" Bigan thought.

Even if the opponent is also at the top of the first level, Bi Gan is confident that he can fight against him.

"Host, the suggestions given by the system have always been the most stable. If you insist on going on like this, you will bear the consequences!" the super mission system said.

"System, you overestimate him. I think he's just a clown." Bigan said disdainfully.

Bigan squinted his eyes, and said with killing intent: "Since No. 1 and the others have been intercepted, I'm afraid we won't be able to catch up, so let's blow ourselves up! Maybe I can catch him off guard, and I'll clean up the mess."

This clone is equivalent to a robot, life and death are in Bigan's hands, and self-destruction is also a major killer of the clone, the power of self-destruction is much stronger than the strength of the clone itself.

Bigan believes that even if the opponent is strong, it is insignificant in the face of the self-destruct power of the four lv1 mid-level clones.

"The self-destruct order has been executed!" the super mission system said.

Boom!

While speaking, there was a loud noise not far in front of Bigan, and a huge mushroom cloud rose in vain.

"Clone No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4 have self-destructed!" The super mission system said.

Bigan quickly arrived at the scene of the self-explosion. The smoke on the scene hadn't dissipated yet. He squinted his eyes and looked for Ying Zheng's figure in the smoke.

In the smoke screen, a figure gradually walked towards Bigan, his pupils shrank slightly, he was surprised that Ying Zheng was unscathed, "Who are you?"

The self-destruct force just now was very powerful. Even if it was himself, he couldn't guarantee that he would be unscathed, but Ying Zheng did it.

This made Bigan feel an ominous feeling in his heart.

"Naturally the one who came to take your dog's life." Ying Zheng said coldly, and with a light wave of Ding Qin Jian, golden light shone.

"This power... is the breath of the dragon's luck!" Bigan's heart was shocked, and he looked at Ying Zheng's injured Ding Qinjian in surprise.

Dragon luck is generally only possessed by emperors, and the level of this dynasty has to reach a certain level, like today's big merchants, but they are only qualified to have a trace of dragon luck.

For a while, Bigan felt more and more bad.

"Take your life!" Ying Zheng shouted coldly, raised his sword and slashed at Bigan.

Bigan was very wary of Ying Zheng at the moment, and he didn't dare to have the slightest reservation or carelessness to fight back.

"puff!"

Bigan charged forward, like a moth to a flame, his aura was so insignificant under Ying Zheng's sword, the sword aura slammed into his chest, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Suffer to death!"

Ying Zheng didn't intend to give Bigan a chance to catch his breath, and before Bigan could recover, he struck again with his sword.

puff!

The golden dragon luck attached to the Ding Qin sword, condensed into a huge sword gang, and cut straight down from the top of Bigan's head.

Such a ferocious attack caught Bigan off guard.

Jian Gang hit Bigan, but did not pose a fatal threat to him.

"Your skin is quite thick." Ying Zheng joked as he looked at Bigan who got up from the ground in a panic.

After speaking, he sword again, and said: "However, your skin is thick, how many times can you withstand my sword?"

Bigan's face was as white as paper, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who the hell are you, and why are you fighting against me?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I came across the border just to take your life!" Ying Zheng sneered.

The Ding Qin sword in his hand trembled slightly, shining golden light.