The Apocalypse, ranked second in the world, is known as the Satan of the West and is the most mysterious killer in the Western killer world.

The biggest reliance of the Genn family this time is the Apocalypse, and they plan to use the Apocalypse to deal with the Maple Leaf Alliance, even if they are not defeated by the Maple Leaf Alliance, they will not lose too badly.

As a result, before he could do anything with the Maple Leaf Alliance, he had already been forced by Chu Yuan to move the Apocalypse!

Of course, the Apocalypse has already appeared before, but they are all quick and fast, and he is off the field in less than a minute, because he is too strong!

At this point, the Apocalypse is on the scene again, and the crowd is going crazy.

What if Cthulhu won Agamemnon? There was absolutely no way he could win the Apocalypse.

"Apocalypse, kill him!" Young Master Lyle stared at the Colosseum, he was furious and had to kill Cthulhu.

The Apocalypse nodded silently, silently looking at Cthulhu, covered in blood.

Cthulhu grinned and limped towards the Apocalypse, bleeding with every step, but fighting was getting higher.

He took the initiative to ask for help, just to deal with the Apocalypse!

The excited crowd was quiet again, staring intently into the Colosseum.

The Apocalypse was still quiet, he seemed to be a gentle man, no skin visible under the priest's robes, even his hands were white gloves, and only one pair of eyes were exposed.

Those are dead eyes, and there will be no mood swings.

Cthulhu, on the other hand, is like a madman, in stark contrast to the Apocalypse.

The last step fell, and Cthulhu had already walked in front of the Apocalypse and slammed into the punch.

This punch was a few points more violent than the one that killed Agamemnon!

The Apocalypse finally moved, his upper body tilted out of the way, and his palms clapped like goose paws, slamming into Cthulhu's chin.

The jaw is very fragile, and Cthulhu can't avoid it in time due to his leg inconvenience.

But at the last moment, Cthulhu returned his fist and clasped the Apocalypse's palms with his ribs.

At the same time, Cthulhu's jaw lifted slightly, dodging the fatal blow, and the Apocalypse's palm was clasped by him, and his finger bones were almost broken.

Both of them are moving fast to the extreme, and there is no bells and whistles, every move is fatal!

Pure shredded killing skills, even fingernails can kill!

For example, when two weapons collided, the sound of Jin Ge colliding was heard, and a more tragic battle began.

The Apocalypse's palms were buckled, his body twisted strangely, and his legs were like scissors, clamping Cthulhu's waist and tearing him to the ground.

Cthulhu was even more violent, striking directly into his head and slamming into the mask of the Apocalypse.

With a snap, shards and blood splattered, revealing the face of the Apocalypse.

He was a snow-white man, an albinist!

The crowd was shocked, but immediately attracted by the fiercer fighting—the moment the Apocalypse was exposed, he suddenly lost his gentleness, and he grabbed the cross he wore on his chest and slammed it into Cthulhu's throat with a spike.

It's so fast!

The two were physically entangled, almost flesh to flesh, and Cthulhu had nowhere to avoid it, so he could only bow his head and protect his neck with his face.

In an instant, the cross pierced Cthulhu's cheek, and the spikes had already burrowed into his mouth!

Everyone saw that their scalps were numb, and many even covered their mouths.

It's brutal!

What's even more brutal is that Cthulhu doesn't laugh bitterly, he just clinches the cross with the flesh on his face and slams his fist into the face of the Apocalypse.

Blood splattered, the bridge of the Apocalypse's nose was completely broken, and he had to let go of the cross, and with both hands clasped Cthulhu's forearm, he broke it violently!

There is no artistic beauty in such a fight, and it is not even as enjoyable as a street fight.

But you must know that both of them are world-class killers, and every attack is a killing technique, but they are entangled with each other, limiting each other's space for movement.

In this way, it is not ornamental, but the horror of the killing technique is fully brought into play!

Everyone was terrified and chilled, Cthulhu and the Apocalypse were two madmen!

Damn madman!

With another click, Cthulhu broke five of the Apocalypse's fingers, but he suffered a blow to the abdomen, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the Apocalypse's face.

The Apocalypse was insane, even more insane than Cthulhu.

He saw the moment to pull out the cross that had been inserted into Cthulhu's face and stab him in the throat again.

Cthulhu fiercely raised his severed hand to block the cross's assault at the cost of piercing his palm.

And his other hand slammed down with a punch, hitting the heart of the Apocalypse!

The Apocalypse snorted, as if out of breath, but suddenly, he tensed and turned over strangely, throwing Cthulhu out.

Cthulhu crashes into the wall and rolls off, breaking his other hand.

The ground was covered with blood, and the face of the Apocalypse was beaten to the point that the retina was probably broken.

The two peak killers are all paralyzed to the ground!

Everyone trembled when they saw it, this was definitely the weirdest battle, no one expected it to be such a fight!

"Cthulhu has limited mobility, he's smart and limits the apocalypse's space to move, but it also comes at a terrible cost and he can't fight anymore. The Divine Mother spoke, she had been a killer for so many years, and she had never seen such a fight.

"This guy is crazy, isn't he afraid of pain at all?" Guo Rin spoke, she only felt her heart beating, Cthulhu and the Apocalypse were like two zombies!

The Westerners were dumbfounded, and there was no sound in the middle of the fire.

Still Lyle was in a hurry, he shouted loudly: "Apocalypse, get up, kill him!"

Lyle felt too aggrieved, the Apocalypse was the second killer in the world, why was he pressed and beaten by Cthulhu?

Dealing with a cripple, can't the Apocalypse win?

"Apocalypse, get up, Cthulhu's hands are broken, his legs are lame, he has no fighting power!" Smith urged hoarsely, and he began to panic.

The Apocalypse was twitching, half of his face was ruined, his fingers were broken, and his whole body was in terrible pain.

Although he is also a madman, after all, he does not follow the route of Cthulhu, and the more Cthulhu hurts, the more excited he becomes.

By the time he was convulsing, Cthulhu was already moving.

He lay on the ground and smiled like a nighthawk: "Come again!"

He still wanted to fight, regardless of the severe pain of his broken hand, he supported the ground with his ribs and slowly got up.

Everyone was shocked, is Cthulhu still human?

Everyone stared at Cthulhu, and Cthulhu staggered step by step, to the Apocalypse.

The Apocalypse gasped, blood-soaked eyes staring at Cthulhu.

He also wanted to stand up, but after all, he had never experienced such a frantic fight, and his adaptability was far less than that of Cthulhu.

Cthulhu chuckled and slowly lifted one foot, and the Apocalypse's head would burst if he stepped on it.

The Apocalypse let out a near-death cry in his throat, then closed his eyes in resignation.

There is no doubt that he was defeated.

The Gern family's hearts were like ashes, and Young Master Lyle scolded: "Apocalypse, you waste, get up for me!"

Smith was also sweating: "Apocalypse, get up!"

The Westerners did not speak out, nor did they dare to speak out, completely stupefied by Cthulhu.

The next moment, Cthulhu stepped on it, but instead of stepping on the head of the Apocalypse, he stepped on the blood on the side.

"Forget it, you're the only opponent I can enjoy, I won't kill you. Cthulhu grinned, then looked around, "Is there an opponent? ”

His hands were all broken, his cheeks were piercing, and he didn't know how many injuries he had suffered, and he was still going to kill!

"Cthulhu, go down. Chu Yuan spoke, he was reluctant to let Cthulhu die.

The Mother of God also hurried down the Colosseum, she had to take Cthulhu to heal.

Soon, all that was left of the Colosseum was blood and the half-dead man of the Apocalypse.

Young Master Lyle was trembling, and he hissed, "Take him down and heal!"

Lyle longs for the Apocalypse to die, but the Apocalypse is the second killer in the world after all, a treasure that cannot be killed.

At this point, the Gern family has been defeated, and the defeat is so sudden that it is jaw-dropping.

The Colosseum was dead silent, and everyone looked at each other, looking at Chu Yuan from time to time with horrified eyes.

Chu Yuan cocked Erlang's legs, leaned his head sideways and lit a cigarette, he has recently become addicted to smoking.

A puff of smoke was exhaled, and Chu Yuan's gaze locked on the Gene family opposite.

Lyle and his party gritted their teeth, unable to accept the result.

They could lose to the Maple Leaf Alliance and only seek the eleventh position in the world, but now they have lost to Chu Yuan and lost face!

The Westerners lost to the Easterners, and this is an absolute international laughing stock!

Next to the Gern family, Smith was shaking all over, and his crotch was wet.

"Whew...... Master Lyle, you've lost. Taking another puff of cigarette, Chu Yuan smiled lightly.

His voice was soft, but Lyle heard it anyway, because the Colosseum was so quiet that all Westerners were dumb.

"You...... The Apocalypse was careless, he shouldn't have fought Cthulhu in close combat!" Lyle argued sharply, staring at Chu Yuan.

"So, he didn't lose?" Chu Yuan sneered and looked at the host of the Colosseum.

The moderator looked around, a little unsure of how to deal with the situation.

The Guerns clearly wanted to go back on it.

But it seems too inferior to say it openly.

"He's lost, but that doesn't mean he's inferior to Cthulhu!" Lyle defended again, his face turning blue with anger.

"So, what do you want to say, do you want to ask Rothschild to administer justice?" Chu Yuan sneered even more.

"You, let's go!" Lyle scolded, turning to leave.

The people of the Guen family all turned blue and left unwillingly.

Smith hurriedly followed: "Young Master Lyle, it won't be long before Chu Yuan is arrogant, and the Maple Leaf Alliance will definitely defeat him!"

"Get out!" Lyle kicked up, causing Smith to roll several times, his head bleeding.

The next thing has nothing to do with the Gern family, what if the Maple Leaf Alliance wins?

The Colosseum finally stirred, and Lyle just left, and Chu Yuan was the final winner.

All eyes looked at Chu Yuan, Chu Yuan stood up, he held a cigarette, and walked in front of Smith very calmly.

Smith got up, and immediately saw Chu Yuan, and was so frightened that he took a few steps back.

"Chu Yuan, what do you want to do? It's the Gunn family who lost, and it has nothing to do with me!" Smith forcibly strengthened his courage and scolded Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan raised his hand and hooked: "Don't be afraid, the Matthew family is very strong, why don't we make friends?"

Smith was overjoyed, even a little stunned.

Chu Yuan was really afraid of the Matthew family's revenge.

"It's okay to be friendly, but you have to pay the price for killing Master Daniel!" Smith stood proudly, and the Westerners were inexplicably relieved.

After all, this Asian hegemon is too cowardly, and he actually took the initiative to sue for peace?

"I know there's going to be a price, come here, I'll talk to you. Chu Yuan smiled brightly, and Smith hesitated for a moment but approached Chu Yuan.

Chu Yuan put one hand on his shoulder and pulled him closer affectionately: "Smith, I'm really afraid that the Matthew family will trouble me, so ......"

"Heh, so what are you going to do?" Smith snapped even more.

"So I'm going to destroy the Matthew family so there's no trouble. Chu Yuan pulled Smith suddenly, and the dagger in his other hand had already stabbed Smith in the stomach.

Smith's mouth opened wide, and before he could scream, Chu Yuan had already stabbed him five times in a row.

Smith's pupils dilate, and his intestines flowed out.

Chu Yuan pushed him away, didn't want the dagger, and just left.

Smith fell to the ground and convulsed, so painful that he wanted to scream but couldn't scream, it hurt so much!

The Westerners were horrified and shivered.

On this day, the lowest Asian talents can truly participate in the global dark world feast!