"A truce is what the strong say!"

"Look at the palm!"

Snapped!

The Death God sneered, and then slapped Zhang Xiaopou to the ground.

boom!

Zhang Xiaozu's face kissed the mountain peak below fiercely, knocking down half of the remaining peak that had fallen down and the other half that was still strong.

"ah--"

Zhang Xiaopeng lay in the pile of rocks and screamed miserably.

Death God shouted without any mercy: "Don't pretend to be dead, get up quickly and let me kick you again!"

"Ah, all my bones are broken, my strength is exhausted, and I can't get up. Ah, it hurts, please help me." Zhang Xiaozu cried out repeatedly.

Death God said: "I punched you 8888 times and slapped you 8888 times, but I only kicked you 8887 times. Do you think you owe me something?"

A kick from me?"

"——"
Chapter completed!