Kagawa was not pinched and exploded by the sun, but the heart.

If your heart is pinched, you will become a heartless person, and it will make people feel that your entire body has been pinched and exploded.

In desperation, Kagawa didn't lift it in one breath, and fell to the ground, staring at the boss with a pair of eyes, with deep fear, obviously not blinking.

It would be strange to be able to die.

In Kagawa's view, he will be the final winner in today's battle no matter what.

Even if he let the realm fall, he could kill Chen Xuanshuang with one sword, and then the victory would be his.

What he never expected was that he actually killed a Cheng bite gold, and his terrible sword turned out to be the trigger for other people's recovery and awakening, and he practiced all his life to make wedding dresses for others, not only that, but he was also pinched by this person in the end.

In short, Kagawa is not reconciled.

He is still very young, and he is the leader of the Kagawa family of the Shogunate God Kingdom, and his future achievements and status are limitless, so he is unwilling to die like this.

But all the unwillingness disappeared with the disappearance of his life, even if his eyes widened now, no one on the scene could look at him more.

Everyone's eyes fell on the blood clan powerhouse who suddenly descended on the field and changed the situation in the field.

"You...... Are you really the Blood Emperor? ”

On the side of the Divine Cult camp, the Blood Robe Divine Seat looked at the black robe-robed person in the field, who was originally dry but now round and full, and looked like a middle-aged man in his forties, and asked in disbelief.

Niu Qingshan also had a look of horror on his face, and the old man in the West beside him, the look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was replaced by a smile, and without waiting for the blood clan powerhouse to answer the words of the blood robe, he laughed and said, "Blood Emperor, you are really not dead!" ”

The Blood Emperor looked up at the old man in the West who was dressed as a gentleman and noble, his face was very serious, as if he was smiling after seeing the old acquaintance, but he didn't seem to be completely accustomed to the plump state of muscles and blood on his face, his expression was extremely stiff, and said: "This emperor has been dead for more than 70 years, and he should always come back to life." ”

"An old friend can fake his death with the secret technique of the blood clan for more than 70 years, and now he has found an opportunity to regain his life, such a miraculous method is really admirable." The mysterious old man beside Niu Qingshan said.

The Blood Emperor looked at the old man and said slowly, "Mentouluo, you are also very remarkable, you can live until now. Except for the people of my bloodline, there are not many people who can live to your age and still be alive. ”

"Mentouluo?"

"What, that...... The old man next to Niu Qingshan was actually Mentouluo? ”

"That Mentouluo? Is it the strange man who created God's divine punishment in the first place? ”

"Who else but this person?"

All around, the masters who waited until the battle was over and ventured back to the top of the mountain all let out exclamations.

"The blood clan powerhouse who killed Kagawa and covered the sun turned out to be the Blood Emperor?"

"Yes, it is said that the Blood Emperor disappeared from the sight of the world decades ago, many people say that he is dead, how can he still be alive, can the people of the Blood Clan really live forever?"

"Blood Emperor, Mentouluo, oh my God! Haven't all these former super terrifying powerhouses disappeared, how could they have reappeared and are still alive, what the hell is going on? ”

For a while, exclamations and discussions continued to spread.

The middle-aged master beside Kagawa looked at the corpse of his young master with a frightened face, and looked at the strong man of the blood clan who killed his master, but he didn't have the courage to rush forward to take revenge.

Katoto's left hand gripped the hilt tightly, revealing the murderous aura, but his fingers turned white, but he still didn't really draw the knife.

Blood Emperor, Mentou Luo.

Either of these two is the true king of the underworld.

In that era when the whole world was in turmoil, the Blood Emperor once followed the demons who launched the world war to fight in the north and south, destroying countless countries, washing thousands of miles of blood, and leaving behind a great reputation.

It was also in that era that the powerful people of all walks of life in the world formed the Divine Punishment, both good and evil, and even fought head-on with the invincible dark army led by the Blood Emperor.

Not to mention the people on the scene, even the parents of these people, or even the grandfathers, can only claim to be juniors in front of these two terrible giants in the West.

Therefore, in the face of these two Western giants, the samurai beside Katodo and Kagawa Occult, as well as the masters and powerhouses of all the martial arts families and sects in the island country, did not have the slightest fighting spirit.

The former dark hell and God's divine punishment are not inferior to the long-standing shogunate kingdom.

Even all the forces of the shogunate have been forced out of the secular world for various reasons, and they are hidden, how can ordinary martial artists in the island country dare to compete with these two strong men?

In the eyes of all those who know the history of the past rivers and lakes, Mentouluo and the Blood Emperor are no longer humans, but gods.

They have long been legends, they have been legends, and now they have reappeared in front of the world, then they are immortal myths, immortal legends.

At least, no force on the scene dared to openly argue with these two people.

Even if this is Mount Fuji, the territory of the island country, and all the people in the martial arts of the island country have arrived, they don't dare to provoke these two killing gods.

The exclamations and discussions around them could not affect the emotions of Mentouluo and the Blood Emperor at all.

The Blood Emperor and Mentou Luo looked at each other a few times and asked, "Why did you come here today?" ”

"Him." Mentou Luo looked calm, and didn't point at anyone, just glanced at Chen Xiaodao.

The Blood Emperor sighed and nodded, "I guess you're here for him too." ”

"What about you?" Mentouluo asked.

"It's also for this kid." The Blood Emperor said, looking at Chen Xiaodao.

Chen Xiaodao was in the field, stared at by two legendary figures who seemed to be very good, and there was an inexplicable sense of oppression and tension on his body.

However, from these two people, he did not feel the killing intent.

At least, although it is possible that these two men are coming for him, they have no intention of killing him.

But even so, Chen Xiaodao was very unhappy, looked at the Blood Emperor and said, "What are you looking for me?" ”

"I heard that someone can come back from the dead, and he can not be afraid of the blood poison of my blood clan, this emperor naturally wants to see it with his own eyes, and he must verify it on the spot." The Blood Emperor said.

"So, you're the same?" Chen Xiaodao asked Mentou Luo.

In fact, Chen Xiaodao also vaguely guessed the purpose and intention of the Blood Emperor and Mentou Luo to find themselves.

When he was in the United States, he was found to have a different blood type than any blood type ever found in human history.

Later, after being injured by Dees's blood poison, he came back to life.

Either way, it's enough to make people interested in themselves in order to explore their own secrets.

(End of chapter)