The flags are low or fluttering. After being stained with flames, they are rolled together and look like a setting sun when viewed from the side.
The gladiator's body was surrounded by light, and the flag in his hand pointed far away at Wu Hui, who was trying to get closer. The white light rolled around the flames brought by Wu Hui, like hot sunlight shining on Wu Hui.
Wu Hui reluctantly continued to move forward.
Advancing towards the enemy, he waved the Xinwang Sword in his hand, cutting the enemy's light. Finally, Wu Hui came to the gladiator again.
Liu Dangren finally broke through the obstacles of many clones and stood side by side with Wu Hui again. But at this time, the toxin effect on his body was getting stronger and stronger.
Du Ziming made a circle and went to the back of the gladiator.
However, things like siege don't mean much to the Demon God.
The flag flickered, and many copies of the Pale Knight, Zhan Kuang, Chi Huang, etc. came out again.
They were surrounded.
"Hahahaha." Liu Dangren laughed. After the three clones merged into one, the poison hit his brain and his face was covered with raised bloodshot eyes: "Come on, Wu Hui, let's kill it together!"
Wu Hui supported Liu Dangren's shaky body with one hand: "Okay."
Swords and swords, flames and light.
Liu Dangren, who was suffering from venom, grabbed three demon servants at the same time. His consciousness gradually faded but he refused to let go. Wu Hui passed by him and stabbed the gladiator's body with a sword.
There is a group of tentacles on the gladiator's flag at this time. That was Du Ziming, who no longer knew whether he was dead or alive. Under the background of the flames and light, it was like a flagpole with the sun stuck in it, rushing towards Wu Hui.
Given the disparity in strength, Wu Hui and Lao Liu's outbursts seemed meaningless.
A gladiator covered in flames, his body had actually been burned through many places, but he still had no problem defeating Wu Hui, a weakling like Wu Hui.
The gladiator's body was burned with many holes, and the flag was stained with all kinds of messy things.
But Wu Hui had nothing to do with him.
Wu Hui, who always has a backup plan and can always think of the optimal strategy, finally reached his limit.
Against the gladiator in front of him, he had exhausted all his cards and all his energy, but there was still nothing he could do. The flames on the gladiator's body were still burning, but like a setting sun. Although it was close to sinking, it still radiated light and heat, seemingly unmatched.
"Hey!" The tentacles at the top of the flag suddenly moved.
With a swipe, several tentacles rolled up the flag, quickly enveloping it in light and flames. Du Ziming sent a mental wave to Wu Hui: "Take it, this is my last wave..."
Don't play tricks on such a serious occasion! When the light was blocked, Wu Hui held the Xin Wang Sword in his hand and rushed towards the gladiator. Even Du Ziming, the cheater, had tried his best. Old Liu held back all the clones, and Wu Hui put all his attacks on this move.
The gladiator looked at the flag covered by the tentacles, with a surprised expression on his face whose skin was burned off. Unexpectedly, Du Ziming, who had always behaved mediocrely, would come up with such a trick for him. Sure enough, no one standing here should be underestimated.
The fist collided with Xinwang Sword. The hardness of this sword was once specially strengthened by the gladiator himself, and now it is just right for piercing his body.
There is a wonderful sense of destiny. The arm was pierced by Xinwang Sword and cut off.
Wu Hui's body also continued to become broken as he approached the gladiator. He grabbed the gladiator's arm and thrust his sword downwards. While the gladiator's body was pierced, the Xinwang Sword also cracked little by little.
No matter how hard the weapon is, it has its limit.
But if the sword body is destroyed, the flames can re-condensate into a new sword body. It remains sharp and cannot be destroyed.
In the end, Wu Hui's weapon only had a hilt left, and Du Ziming was also shaken off by the flag, and there was no movement at all. But this guy can't die as long as he has one tentacle left. Don't worry about him.
Liu Dangren finally fell.
In the collision with the gladiator, Wu Hui's body was covered with wounds caused by the glow.
The blood that flowed out was also turned into fuel and burned.
Finally, before Wu Hui's body and soul were burned up, the gladiator's body finally turned into ashes.
The Sixth Form was finally defeated by them. Those copies also disappeared together. The three of them really reached their limit and were unable to perform any actions. There is even a risk that Liu Dangren and Du Ziming will die now.
However, this is not the end yet.
Because now we have only defeated the six forms of the gladiator, and the next step is to face the full strength of the gladiator head-on.
If they had faced the full strength of the Gladiator directly from the start, they might have been able to hold off for a while. But now, they are all in a state where they may die at any time even if they are no longer attacked.
"It's not over yet." Half of Liu Dangren's body was disintegrated by the venom, but he still managed to stand up.
Among the demon servants of the gladiators, the white-clothed assassin was the only one who was mixed with nepotism and knew how to use poison. The others were basically reckless men who preferred to fight head-on.
The remaining power of the Pale Knight card is still at work, and the poison will slowly be eliminated.
But the parts that have been corroded will not recover.
Liu Dangren's body was broken. Much shorter than usual.
In front of him, the gladiator's huge body blocked the starry sky, and a spear was aimed at him.
Wu Hui raised his remaining sword.
In an instant, the gladiator switched between three weapons, perfect swordsmanship, impeccable eight moves of the spear, and a hidden dagger for assassination.
Wu Hui only felt that his soul was being dismembered, and Liu Dangren next to him was also broken into pieces.
However, as long as the flame is not extinguished, life will not die.
Liu Dangren's countless cubes were injected into the flames, just like what the presiding judge once did.
The fire burned in Wu Hui's hands.
This time it's not for attacking, but for keeping them alive.
As long as the civilization of the universe is immortal, they will remain immortal in the stars.
The gladiator enjoyed himself, put away his weapons, and smiled: "I am very satisfied with this battle. I hope I can do it again in ten thousand years."
"I may be dead in ten thousand years." Liu Dangren's body was as rotten as a creature in a garbage dump: "But it doesn't matter, there will be stronger people to fight with you when the time comes."
"Indeed, I am also looking forward to how far civilization can develop in ten thousand years." Wu Hui said.
"Not necessarily." Gladiator has seen the rise and fall of too many civilizations. The oldest civilization in the universe sprouted two billion years ago. It has developed up to now, with ups and downs, but there are indeed some very powerful beings among them. But in the end, it couldn’t withstand the screening of the universe.
However, looking at the two people in front of him, he said that it was indeed worth looking forward to.
Next to him, Du Ziming, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, was still floating in the starry sky. A mass of tentacles twitched and curled slowly. They won this battle. But the real victory has to wait for those in the future.
