If Xiao Zhan were asked to choose his dream life, he would definitely choose milk in his left hand and a knife in his right hand.

The left hand grasps tenderness, the right hand holds guard, both hands must grasp, both hands must be hard.

The sun rises completely, spreading the scorching tropics towards the entire Sahara.

On the yellow sand of the ruins of civilization, there were little blood stains everywhere, and with the excitement of constant indulgence, Xiao Zhan was fighting with death under the disadvantage.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

The Grim Reaper coughed violently, blood running down the cough.

His eyes were still full of coldness when he looked at Xiao Zhan, but there was a hint of fear rising from the deepest part of his pupils.

He was in a lot of pain, all over his body, because he was covered with knife wounds.

But he found that Xiao Zhan still didn't show any pain, on the contrary, the excitement in his eyes burned hotter than the sun overhead.

What kind of person is this...... Five years ago, I was no match for him, and five years later his strength has dropped horribly, but I am still no match for him......

The Grim Reaper sighed helplessly in his heart.

It's not that he doesn't have enough strength, but when you face such a person, you will feel that you are not fighting against people at all, but fighting against robots who don't know what pain is and what fear is.

The more he fights, the more he is injured, the more ruthless he becomes, as long as that breath is not broken, the momentum on his body will continue to rise, as if there is no apex.

Fighting, the most afraid is this kind of person, when the momentum is finally suppressed, that is, when it completely collapses.

"Keep fighting." Xiao Zhan stuffed his intestines into his stomach as if nothing happened, and pointed at the Grim Reaper with a broken knife and showed a cruel smile: "Don't let me flatten you, I'll give you a chance, hehe." ”

Death's eyes narrowed, and he rushed directly with the knife in his hand, slashing at Xiao Zhan's thigh like lightning.

"Whew!"

With a knife, the skin and flesh rolled up, and Xiao Zhan's body sank down, and he fell to the ground on one knee.

But the moment he knelt on the ground, he stabbed Death in the shin.

It's a pity that the Grim Reaper's reaction was very fast, and he gently took a step to the side to avoid it, and his backhand slashed at Xiao Zhan's back.

"Whew!"

The blade of the blade, which had long been curled, cut a bloody cut in the muscle, making the flesh blurred, and the curling edge of the blade still brought minced flesh.

"You can't do it, die!"

The Grim Reaper swung his broken knife and slashed at Xiao Zhan's neck.

"Huh!"

The blood-colored knife flashed.

Xiao Zhan's mouth was wide open, letting out a violent gasp, his body leaned to the side, and the knife in his right hand swung fiercely upward.

"Khooth!"

Two broken knives that were also stained with blood collided, and with the help of the force of the impact, Xiao Zhan rolled backwards and rolled seven or eight meters, and stood up trembling again.

"Enjoyable!"

Xiao Zhan tried to stand up straight, stuffed the field into his stomach with his left hand, then pulled out his saber and poked it into the flesh on the side of the abdominal wound, directly piercing, and then piercing.

He then took the rope from his waist and threaded it through the flesh poked by his military sword, wrapping it around his waist.

Round and round, the wound in the abdomen was entangled, so that the intestines could no longer flow.

The eyes of the god of death changed, he looked at the wound on Xiao Zhan's abdomen, and then looked at the other party's excited and flickering eyes, the whole person had a feeling of wanting to collapse, and even his breathing became unsmooth.

"Fighting, how can there be immortals? But even if you die, you have to fight until the last second. Xiao Zhan grinned and said, "When you treat battle, you must be as pious and serious as life." You can destroy my body, but you can't destroy my spirit, my courage. Death, you have been defeated, and you have not killed me for so long, but you have been seriously injured yourself. ”

Hearing this, Death's face changed fiercely.

In this respect, he did fail.

Xiao Zhan's strength is not comparable to five years ago, but he has never killed the other party, but he is also covered with injuries.

It's not that his strength has regressed, but that Xiao Zhan now has an invincible fighting concept.

Doesn't he hurt? Hurt!

But all the pain is suppressed by the extreme thinking of fighting, unless you die.

"Keep fighting!" Xiao Zhan raised the broken knife in his hand.

His feet swayed, and his body swayed unbalancedly with the swaying of his feet.

At this moment, his body was in a state of semi-numbness, because of excessive bleeding, because the pain was diverted by his will to fight.

Numbness, there is no way, it is not something that can be controlled by willpower.

"Go ahead!! ——”

Xiao Zhan suddenly burst out with a roar of rage, and strode towards the Grim Reaper with a broken knife.

Even if he was injured all over his body, even if he couldn't continue, it didn't affect his fighting spirit at all.

The more victorious others are, the stronger their fighting spirit; The more he failed, the stronger his fighting spirit became.

A very different mind, a nature implanted in the soul since childhood.

Death came up to him, sticking out his tongue and licking his lips heavily.

"Stand there!" Xiao Zhan stretched out his broken knife violently, his eyes were like torches, staring at the god of death and roaring: "Death, or allegiance!" ”

Hearing this, Death's body trembled heavily, and his eyes showed fear of seeing a desert king cobra.

But fear was only for a moment, and it was immediately replaced by a desire for freedom.

Swinging his sword and rushing forward, the two of them fought together again.

"Whew! Snort! ……”

The sound of blades cutting through flesh came and went, accompanied by heavy gasps, spilling drops of blood, constantly rendering on the yellow sand scrolls.

"Death, or allegiance!"

Xiao Zhan, whose blood was flowing down his forehead, roared again.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of such a sentence, but when this sentence popped out of his head, he couldn't help blurting it out.

"Whew!"

The Grim Reaper gave Xiao Zhan a knife.

The two of them fought together again, this time hugging each other and rolling wildly on the yellow sand, rolling up a piece of bloody sand.

"Bang!"

The Grim Reaper punched Xiao Zhan into the wound in his abdomen.

"Squeak ......"

Xiao Zhan's fingers dug into the wound on Death's shoulder, digging in and tearing out.

"Hmmm! ——”

It hurts, it hurts, the wound was torn by Xiao Zhan like this, and the god of death felt like he wanted to die, and his body involuntarily spasmed and trembled.

Not to be outdone, he also reached into Xiao Zhan's wound with his fingers and tore them fiercely.

Xiao Zhan stared at his eyes that were almost bulging, the black pupils were no longer white, they were all occupied by blood, occupying them.

"Ah!! ......" Grim Reaper's face twisted and let out a roar: "Why don't you hurt?" Why doesn't it hurt?! ”

He didn't believe that Xiao Zhan didn't hurt, but the problem was that the other party never showed a painful expression.

If you are injured, it should hurt, if you are injured and it doesn't hurt, it's not right, it's scary, it's going to break down!

So, the Grim Reaper was afraid.

"Poof!"

Another knife stabbed into Xiao Zhan's shoulder, twisting it fiercely.

"One last time, death, or allegiance! ——”

Xiao Zhan's eyes changed, and the whole person showed a domineering aura of galloping and roaring, and this was his most fundamental temperament, surging towards the god of death like a mountain of mountains, as if he wanted to tear the god of death alive.

This is the domineering formed by endless tyranny and boundless bloodthirstiness, which belongs to Xiao Zhan.

"I ......" The god of death was shocked to the extreme, and the already frightened spirit collapsed in an instant: "Allegiance!" ……”

The Grim Reaper let go of his sword, took two big steps back, knelt down on one knee towards Xiao Zhan, and lowered his head.

……

This battle is not about strength, but about momentum.

If you only look at the strength, the current Xiao Zhan will be defeated, and in terms of momentum, the Grim Reaper is far from being an opponent.

In the end, Xiao Zhan used his momentum and his fighting spirit to defeat the god of death mentally.

Maybe he knew a little bit when he laid it out for himself: death is not terrible, and peeling off the veil of his death, he is more fragile than anyone else.

Fighting the god of death, the battle is like a rainbow, and the brave are invincible.

……