Chapter 721: Rescue
Suddenly, Liu Mang swung out a military spur to block, but he couldn't stop it... Mordor's sword slashed directly through the army and stabbed into Liu Mang's chest...
"Poof!" the war knife is like an electric drill, stabbing into the ...... Blood spurts.
However, just when the war knife wanted to penetrate Liu Mang's heart, Liu Mang stretched out a hand and held the blade of the knife.
Under the crisis of life and death, all of Liu Mang's strength exploded, gathered in that hand, and forcibly contained the war knife!
"Death, can you stop for a while, can you stop for a lifetime?" Mordor grinned, gathering the strength of his body again.
However, he found that the sword in his hand could no longer move an inch.
Seeing this, Mordor was shocked: "Death, your physical fitness has definitely reached the six-star index, otherwise, no matter how strong your strength is, it is impossible to hold my sword body!"
Liu Mang didn't speak, and the strength of his whole body was gathered in his hands.
He didn't dare to relax even the slightest... Once he relaxes, he will surely die.
"Death, I won't kill you today, he will die tomorrow, I will die!" Mo Duo stared at Liu Mang deadly, and a terrifying cold light flashed in his frightened eyes.
I saw that his hand holding the hilt of the war knife suddenly twitched... The handle of the knife actually pulled out a dagger and stabbed at Liu Mang again.
Liu Mang's eyes flashed with a gleam... Because, the dagger piercing his chest weakened abruptly.
This was the moment he needed it most.
Mordor's dagger stabbed directly at Liu Mang's neck, fast and ruthless.
However, Liu Mang's reaction was even faster than him.
Just as Mordor's dagger was about to pierce Liu Mang's neck, Liu Mang dodged to the side.
In an instant, Mordor's sharp dagger only made a small mark on Liu Mang's neck.
"Didn't even pierce your throat?" Looking at Liu Mang, who had dodged his fatal blow, Mordor's face was extremely gloomy, and he immediately pounced on Liu Mang again.
However, this time, Liu Mang no longer fought hard with Modor. He rushed straight down the ruins ...
"You can't escape. Mordor's eyes froze, and he chased down.
Bang bang bang
Liu Mang stepped on the ruins, trying his best to escape.
However, every step you take requires the strength of your whole body.
The bullet in his thigh was tearing constantly, severely delaying his speed.
"Death, don't run away. I'll give you a good one!" Mordor roared in hot pursuit.
"Old... Boss, let me go, you... You go quickly!" Liu Mang was behind him, and Geril roared in pain.
He knew that he was dragging Liu Mang down. Otherwise, Liu Mang would definitely not fall into such a tragic situation.
"Geril, I said, don't despair until the moment you die!" Liu Mang said in a low voice.
He has experienced too many crises of death, many of which he has survived with great perseverance.
"Boss, you put me down, I... I can still walk!" Gerille hissed.
"Don't be stupid. Even if you can go, can you go faster than I can carry you on my back?" Liu Mang's pale face forced a smile.
As soon as Liu Mang's words fell, an angry roar sounded behind Liu Mang: "Death, no matter how fast you are, you still have to die!"
I saw that Mordor was holding a war knife in his hand, only a few meters away from Liu Mang.
At this distance, it is impossible for Liu Mang, who was seriously injured, to escape with Geril on his back.
Could it be that you are really going to die here tonight?
Liu Mang's face flashed with a touch of unwillingness.
However, at this moment, the sky resounded with a terrifying tremor.
Liu Mang and Mo Duo looked up at the night sky fiercely.
With just one glance, Liu Mang grinned: "Modor, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me." ”
Mordor's face changed suddenly...
He just turned around and ran!
At this moment, an angry roar came from the sky: "Mordor, you hurt my friend, where do you want to run?"
Thundered!
The helicopters swept straight towards Mordor.
When the helicopters flew above Mordor's head, ten figures descended from the sky like meteorites, directly surrounding Mordor in the middle.
"The Ten Bloody Guards of the Leon Family?" Mordor stared at the ten people around him, and roared fiercely: "Do you want to be an enemy of my Mordor's 100,000 Demon Guards?"
"Mordor, your 100,000 demon guards are finished before you are ready to surround and kill the gods!" a helicopter landed on the ground, and a middle-aged man stepped down.
Mordor stared at the middle-aged man and roared in disbelief: "Fili, what are you talking about?
"Yes! At the moment when your ten blood-clothed guards were killed by the Grim Reaper, the authorities had already taken action against your 100,000 demon guards. The middle-aged man said lightly.
As he spoke, he walked towards Liu Mang step by step.
He had barely taken a few steps when he reached out a hand backwards and made a slashing motion.
The ten men who besieged Mordor rushed straight to Mordor...
But the middle-aged man didn't look at it, and walked directly to Liu Mang's side... When he saw Liu Mang's miserable appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head: "How can it be so miserable?"
"The top ten demon generals are not so easy to kill!" Liu Mang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth: "I thought I was going to die here tonight!"
The middle-aged man smiled lightly, pointed to the helicopter and said, "Go inside." Once inside, we'll enjoy the end of Mordor again and again!"
"Let's go!" Liu Mang nodded lightly and carried Geril towards the helicopter on his back.
The middle-aged man is none other than Fili!
At the time of Liu Mang's most crisis, he finally appeared.
Liu Mang and Filip sat in the helicopter cabin, watching the ten blood-clothed guards besiege and kill Mordor.
Mordor is an existence with a combat power index of 5.8 stars, but under the siege of the ten bloody guards, he can't parry...
A few minutes later, the ten bloodied guards walked into the helicopter covered in blood... And after the top ten bloody guards walked into the helicopter, the helicopter rose into the sky and roared away.
Shortly after the helicopter departed, several figures were revealed.
The leader was a young man with oblique hair.
The slanted-haired young man looked coldly at the helicopter in the sky, his face gloomy to the extreme.
The young man was none other than the Dragon King's bodyguard, Evil Wind.
He never thought that Mordor would send so many killers, and even Mordor himself failed to kill Liu Mang.
Terrible!
Liu Mang's battle with the top ten demon generals, although he did not participate, he has been observing from a distance. He was directly shocked by Liu Mang's terrifying strength.
Half-ringing, Evil Wind took out his mobile phone and dialed the Dragon King's number.
Soon, the voice of the Dragon King came from the other end of the phone: "Xiaofeng, how is the battle?
"Boss, Liu Mang is not dead. It was Mordor and his ten demons who died. Evil Wind sighed. For Liu Mang's horror, he felt powerless, and he was also impressed in his heart.
He felt that if he met Liu Mang, he would die within ten moves at most.
"Modor can't kill Liu Mang with his own shot?" The grim reaper on the other end of the phone was also shocked. The voice was full of disbelief.
"Mordor made a move after Liu Mang was seriously injured, and he almost killed Liu Mang, but at the critical moment, the top ten bloody guards of the Leon family arrived. Xiaofeng reported again.
The dragon king on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and finally sighed: "It's a failure!"
He's scheming! Almost invincible!
But in dealing with Liu Mang, he almost lost every time. I couldn't help but feel a little powerless.
"Boss, what now, the Grim Reaper is not dead this time, once the injury is healed, he may be even stronger..."Evil Wind's tone was full of deep worry.
Liu Mang is too terrifying, every time he fights, he only has immortality, and the next time he appears, his combat power will definitely change dramatically.
This time, neither Mordor nor his top ten Bloody Guards killed him... Evil Wind can't imagine how terrible it must be to wait for Liu Mang to recover?
"Liu Mang is too powerful, we can only wait for the god-level killer of the Dark Night Organization to make a move. The dragon king on the other end of the phone sighed.
After calculating Liu Mang several times, he also felt exhausted.
In the face of absolute power, his calculations seemed to have no meaning.
"What about Chen Jiao?" Evil Wind asked again.
"Let's go to Huaxia! After wandering outside for so many years, it's time to go back to Huaxia. The Dragon King said with some tiredness.
"If the God Killer of the Dark Night Organization can't kill Liu Mang, I'll set up another game and trap him! After all, we still have four demon hunters on our hands! It's a pity not to. The Dragon King said again.
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