"Yes, yes, that's how it feels. It's so comfortable to take off other people's heads with your own hands, no matter what kind of knife or sword you use."

"Beat him to death, beat him to death, use that damn flame, use your fists, use your teeth, use your knees, beat him to death!"

"It's a pity that it is too weak. It seems that it has not even reached the realm of true self. It belongs to two little guys. Really, two little guys can also be captured by the true will. The great true will is really getting stronger and stronger.

Being nosy."

Jiang Du smashed the head into pieces, but a brand new head grew out again.

The palms turned into dragon claws, and a black tiger ripped out the heart.

Jiang Du's heart was directly scratched, and his figure suddenly blurred.

The system prompt sounded again.

Jiang Du ignored the palm that scratched his heart and continued to smash his head.

"Puff puff!"

Meng Qianqiu's palm turned into countless phantoms, and Jiang Du's chest quickly exploded.

Cheers of joy rang out.

"That's it, use force to destroy his last willpower!"

"The confrontation of willpower is the confrontation that real men should choose!"

"Come on, kick him in the crotch!"

Everyone around them was cheering for the two of them, and even hoped that the two of them would die together.

Meng Qianqiu and Jiang Du really fought with the intention of dying together.

This is no longer a gladiatorial arena, it has completely become a colosseum.

Both of them were ferocious beasts raised in captivity by others, and they were fighting in primitive ways.

The system prompts sound continuously.

Meng Qianqiu doesn't believe in that evil either. He has so many lives and has accumulated so many years of willpower, but he can't fight against something that hasn't even been around for a long time in ancient times.

Even if he possesses something more mysterious, so what?

As long as your total amount can exceed his!

"Death, death, death!"

Meng Qianqiu roared.

"Roar!"

Jiang Du also roared.

The willpower of the two people was squeezed together at this time, colliding, annihilating, continuing to collide, and continuing to annihilate!

The people below were extremely excited, their faces were red and their eyes were shining, as if the person above was none other than themselves.

Finally, a ball of will turned into a soft ball and flowed on the ground.

The cheers stopped abruptly.

Who survived?

The fighting between beasts excites them.

But real death, the death of will, also makes them feel scared.

People who come here have given up all pretense and no longer suppress everything they think in their hearts.

They are excited when they see blood, they see the warmth of the sun, and they are afraid of death.

Complex and real.

Even though they were strong men who killed people without calculation before, they are still full of fear of death now.

No one laughs at this fear because it is real.
Chapter completed!