Pirates: Gain Immortality at the start

Chapter 123 Revenge March

"Folding bench? What the hell is that?" Mahjong looked at the pretentious system with a puzzled face, what's the use of giving me a folding bench?

"Yes, don't underestimate this folding bench. When it's useless, it can be used as a stool. When there is a fight, it can be used as a weapon. Moreover, I have added the ability to double the pain to this folding bench, and it is stained with immortal blood."

"It can be said that this folding bench is an artifact of fighting. Once it goes down, it can directly make the opponent's soul soar."

The pretentious system triumphantly introduced its own fighting artifact.

"Immortal blood?" Mahjong looked at Song Shuhang's waist in the hands of the pretentious system in disbelief, and realized the source of the immortal blood.

"Yes, it can be said that the durability of this folding bench is infinite." The pretentious system put away Song Shuhang's colorful waist and sent the folding bench to Mahjong. He could only help Mahjong in this way.

"Then I won't be polite." Mahjong was charged directly, and he felt that the folding bench was also useful. Just seeing the pain doubled was enough for him to be satisfied.

It is enough to deal with those two hairy men.

"Then I'll try it out, the power of this folding bench is gone." Mahjong didn't plan to chat with the pretentious system anymore, he was going to trouble them, and the God of Gamblers system also took away some of his rights, which is unforgivable.

"Then let's go slowly, I'm going to find other systems to exchange skills." The pretentious system came back for the skills of other systems. After all, I am a pretentious system and needs a lot of abilities.

Mahjong stopped leaving, turned his head, and asked the pretense system if he wanted the ability of the God of Gamblers system?

"By the way, do you want gambling skills? If so, I'll borrow some money from the God of Gamblers."

"Yes, the more the better." The pretending system didn't refuse. I definitely wanted it, and I needed these abilities to pretend to be tough.

"See you later." After Mahjong finished speaking, he left the system world.

The first thing to look for must be the hairy Reaper system.

"How about I go to Mahjong to get something back?" But this idea was quickly abandoned by him, and he couldn't do this. If he really followed Mahjong to get something back, I'm afraid no one in the entire system world would dare to trade with him.

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"A system broke into my world, who could it be? Why is it so familiar? No, it's that damned bastard," the Death God system was in his host's body, and suddenly felt the unexpected guest, which reminded him of that bastard in Mahjong.

Except for him, no one dared to break into the world of the god of death openly, and he was the only one who had a grudge against him.

When the God of Reaper thought of the crazy power of mahjong, he was terrified, and quickly contacted the God of Gamblers and the Immortal Cultivation System, asking for their help.

After they joined forces to pit mahjong, they formed a three-person alliance to prevent mahjong from coming to seek revenge.

"The bastard is here, come over urgently for reinforcements."

"Received." X2

Now that the reinforcements haven't arrived, the God of Reaper has to go out to fight. If Mahjong, the bastard, deliberately comes to trouble the host, then the consequences will be serious.

As soon as the god of death came out, he saw Mahjong holding a folding bench in one hand and Zanpakuto in the other. It seemed that the opponent was coming menacingly, and his murderous aura was even stronger.

"Reaper, I have come to settle accounts with you."

"Mahjong, I advise you to be kind and don't mess around. Immortal cultivators have already arrived." The God of Death also wanted to use the prestige of the immortal cultivator system to scare Mahjong away.

"Go to hell, you idiot."

However, Mahjong wasn't too frightened, so he just yelled loudly, so he wasn't afraid of Xiuxian's old hair. Before he came, he had to beat up the God of Death.

Moreover, the passage of time is different on the Reaper's World side. It will take some time before they arrive here.

Afterwards, Mahjong rushed up directly, first spotted the host of the Death God system, and threw it away quickly, as fast as lightning, and sank into the body of the host of the Death God system in the blink of an eye.

He was also caught off guard. He never thought that someone would sneak attack him. Before he could react, a Zanpakutao directly pierced his body.

Fortunately, he didn't hit a fatal part. If he hit the heart, he would definitely die.

The blood on the wound splashed out in an instant, as coquettish as a blooming rose, the body was directly fixed to the wall, unable to move, and this weird Zanpakutō was absorbing his spiritual pressure.

No matter how hard he struggles, it is useless, let alone, if he wants to pull out this Zanpakuto, the power of the system is attached to it. If he wants to pull it out, he can only rely on the system or other systems.

Now he is terrified, he has worked so hard and finally obtained great power, but now he has not enjoyed the joy that power brings him, he does not want to die like this.

Can only seek the help of the death system.

"Help me, system!"

"Damn it, you bastard, you dare to attack my host, I want you to die." The veins of the Reaper system bulged, and the words were full of anger, wishing to kill Mahjong, the most important thing now is to pull out the Zanpakuto from the host first.

However, mahjong can't make him fulfill his wish. The purpose of his trip is to strengthen Zhang Fei's Zanpakutao, and then come to revenge.

Of course, I will not kill the host of the death system, and I am not a demon, at most, I will absorb all the spiritual pressure from him.

If you really want to kill the host of the god system, you can only ask the villain system, after all, this is his specialty.

Mahjong took advantage of the impatient God of Reaper before he could touch his host, and used his fastest speed to get behind the God of Reaper. He rolled up the folding bench, threw it at the back of his head, and roared loudly.

"Let you fucking join forces with immortal cultivators to slander me, go to hell."

"Not good." The god of death screamed that it was not good, he was careless, he cared too much about the host, so he let the bastard Mahjong take advantage of it.

He wanted to dodge, but it was too late, he could only watch the folding bench come towards him.

"Oh!"

The God of Reaper was slapped violently by this blow, and was directly sent flying.

He yelled in pain, after all, the pain of folding the bench was doubled, which directly made Death feel more pain, and his mind was buzzing.

"what!"

Mahjong pursued the victory and came to the position where the god of death slapped and flew. Before he came back to his senses, he slapped his brain hard, basically to death.

"Ah! Ah!..."

The god of death also screamed continuously, Mahjong didn't show mercy at all, and vented all the anger in his heart.