As soon as this thought arose, the glass window behind him exploded, and a figure pounced in, and the cold light of the cold weapon flashed and slid down his throat.

Sakurai Yukinako reacted very quickly, did not retreat but advanced, crashed into the arms of the figure, and the two rolled to the ground intertwined, fighting.

The sneak attacker is none other than Sanwu.

Sakurai Yukinako elbowed her opponent's neck, and the latter opened his palm to block it, and with a reverse push, he twisted Sakurai's only remaining right arm behind her back, and wrapped her other hand around her neck and threw it hard.

With a click, Sakurai Yukinako saw her back.

But she didn't die, the dark cyan substance fused into her body gave her a strong life force, and she had a short-lived immortal body, of course, provided that she was not irreparably mortally wounded.

If Sanno then makes the action of removing his head and succeeds, Sakurai Yukinako will die on the spot.

Sakurai Yukinako didn't give her this opportunity, her elbow hit her back hard, and then she flew up with a kick, and both attacks were easily blocked by the opponent, but she also succeeded in forcing the opponent to stop and get out of control.

Yukinako Sakurai straightened her head, and the flesh and blood on her neck expanded and contracted, repairing the wound in an instant.

She retreated, while observing Sanwu, and was surprised to find that the other party's body was intact, the gunshot wound that penetrated the shoulder had disappeared, and the clothes on her back were torn, revealing her fair skin without the slightest wound.

She injected Li Xianyu's blood Sakurai Yukinako quickly made a judgment, screamed and kicked the muzzle of the sniper rifle, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Sanwu rolled to dodge, kicked his legs hard, and pounced with two twisted sabers.

Sakurai Yukinako was losing and retreating, her physical skills were far from being the opponent of the Sect of the Ancient Gods Class A killers, and she only relied on the amplification of flesh and blood to resist.

The passenger ship shook violently on the surface of the sea, capsizing at any moment, and the bulkhead fell apart in the battle between the two.

The pilot of the Aoki family slipped to the deck against the terrible fluctuations of the engine, jumped on the prepared motorboat, and fled.

The two twisted sabers were scrapped after holding out for a few minutes.

Although her physical skills are powerful, my physique fused with flesh and blood can withstand the destruction, but she can't withstand Sakurai Yukinako's joy in her heart, and she is thinking of taking advantage of the opponent's time to change weapons to launch a fierce attack and hit the opponent hard.

But I saw Sanwu bumping his head over, his forehead hitting his forehead, and both of them were black in front of him, and they lost their will for a short time.

Sanwu, who is more and more like a killing machine, returns to her senses faster, she is a highly trained killer, and she is superior to Yukinako Sakurai in terms of willpower.

Sakurai Yukinako then regained her consciousness, her pupils shrank sharply, reflecting the figure of Sanwu, she calmly and quickly took out a normal grenade from her wallet, and then struck Sakurai Yukinako's throat with a palm knife, because of the protection of the dark cyan flesh substance, Sakurai Yukinako avoided the fate of being crushed throat bone, but still instinctively grew her mouth after being hit hard.

Sanno took the opportunity to stuff a grenade into Yukinako Sakurai's mouth and pulled the safety open. And gagged her with both hands.

A huge fear exploded inside Yukinako Sakurai.

Her eyes were bloodshot, her forehead was bulging, and she repeatedly stabbed Sanwu's heart with her ribs.

But this emotionless girl was calm throughout, as if she was not the one who had been mortally wounded.

The next moment, the grenade exploded, and a violent sound floated out of the cabin and echoed across the sea.

Li Xianyu floated on the sea not far away, he could feel the scorching gaze of the ancient demon, but unfortunately, the eyes could not kill people, and that one probably had no spare strength.

Two or three minutes was not enough for him to remove the toxin and recover from the wound, nor was it enough for him to regain his strength.

There is no need for an ancient demon who is strong on the outside and on the inside.

He watched the battle in the cabin nervously and closely, and after Sanmu took him underwater, he quickly took out the needle and drew blood to recover from his injuries.

Although this will greatly delay the recovery of Li Xianyu, who is already exhausted, there is no way to do it, Sakurai Yukinako must die, otherwise they will die.

Although Sanwu has no emotion and empty eyes, he has the most rational and accurate judgment.

"Three nos, three nos" Li Xianyu shouted hoarsely.

The sound of the explosion startled him, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

This fear emanates from the depths of the heart, piercing into the bone marrow like a knife, making people tremble. second only to him being pierced through the heart by the grass pheasant sword in the Pantheon Palace, and he was dying step by step.

The passenger ship was silent, and after more than ten seconds, he saw Sanwu's staggering figure, she walked out of the dilapidated cabin, she was already a bloody person, she only had two big arms left, the flesh and blood at the elbows were blurred, and the white bones were clearly visible.

The pretty face was also ruined, and there were pitted flesh everywhere, and one eye was blind.

Sanwu staggered to the deck, raised his shoulders with difficulty, wiped his eyes, and wiped out a bright eye.

Her only remaining eye stared at Li Xianyu, and her eyes flashed with unprecedented emotion.

"I heard you call me, and I woke up."

"Me and you, and my grandmother, are here, living in that little house. She tilted her head, puzzled: "I haven't forgotten, but I don't seem to remember." ”

It's not that you don't remember, you're automatically ignoring our past.

"I feel like something was left at you. Sanwu was a little confused and a little expectant: "What is it?"

After being silent for a while, Li Xianyu understood that between life and death, there will be violent fluctuations in emotions, which is an instinct that all creatures cannot avoid.

At the moment of facing death, Sanwu finally got rid of the emotionless state, cracks appeared in the white cage, and colorful colors surged in, so she remembered the two of them getting along before, and what she remembered was not memory, but the relationship that sprouted in her heart.

What is it?

Li Xianyu was about to answer, when he suddenly saw the water surface behind the left side of the passenger ship bulging, approaching rapidly, something was coming, and it was very large

Dragon!

"Snort"

Li Xianyu heard the disdainful laughter of the ancient demon on the passenger ship in the distance.

Suddenly, the waves rose into the sky, the passenger boat with a light skeleton was lifted up, and in the rushing waves, Li Xianyu saw a pitch-black dragon, the length is unknown, only the part that rushed out of the sea is ten meters, and the diameter of the body is about six meters, covered with hard scales.

It has black horns, brown mane, and a protruding beak, and is long and fanged.

The black dragon cracked the bloody mouth and had the same ligaments on both sides of the mouth, which could be easily split one hundred and eighty degrees.

The passenger ship made a tooth-aching metal twisting sound, and with a boom it exploded, and the black dragon shook its head like a predator shaking its prey.

The passenger ship fell apart, and the flames engulfed the girl, who had long been in tatters.

The stump of the passenger ship fell to the sea, smashing up splashes of different sizes.

The black dragon lowered his head and stared at Li Xianyu, his huge pupils like wheels flowing with molten light.

Its eyes are tyrannical and cruel, but they have the same human intelligence as they shine.

"Ants at the end of their rope. It looked at Li Xianyu and made an evaluation.

"Yes, I like it," Li Xianyu muttered.

Three things that are not thrown here in him are liked.

"Where is the Lord of the Pantheon. The dragon shook the air and spoke again.

Li Xianyu no longer looked at it, slowly lowered his head, and whispered something, over and over again.

The dragon lowered its head slightly, trying to hear more clearly, and it heard, over and over again, what the human was repeating: unforgivable.

"Unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable," he seemed to be crazy.

He raised his head suddenly, only red molten slurry remained in his pupils, and blue blood vessels bulged out of his cheeks, as if the blood vessels under the skin layer were prominent.

Just when the black dragon thought he was going to fight back, in his sight, Li Xianyu suddenly melted, like a candle eroded by the firelight.

He melted into a blood-red substance and melted into the raging ocean.

"Huh?"

The ancient demon on the passenger ship made a puzzled sound.

Suddenly, a whirlpool appeared out of thin air in the sea, a terrible maelstrom with a diameter of several thousand meters.

The sky is covered with dark clouds, which also form a cloud-like vortex, which is exactly the same as the sea vortex.

The Poison Tail Juggernaut and the Black Dragon inevitably fell into it, surging towards the center of the vortex with this inexplicable natural might.

In the midst of the chaos, they looked up at the sky, and a blazing white lightning bolt struck down from the center of the cloud-like vortex, which struck into the vortex formed by the sea.

At this moment, the Poison Tail Juggernaut felt a familiar aura, and after endless years, that aura reappeared.

The next moment, his consciousness fell into a never-ending darkness

"Li Xianyu, Li Xianyu"

There was a familiar call in his ears, and the person who shouted him seemed impatient, grabbed him by the collar, and slapped him down.

Consciousness breaks free from the vortex of chaos and is forcibly awakened.

Li Xianyu opened his eyes, his ears were filled with the sound of waves, and above his head were the falling stars and the dark night sky.

He and his grandmother were soaking in the icy waters, with a huge passenger ship floating in front of them.

Grandma shouted as she waved her little hand and made intimate contact with her great-grandson's cheek.

Her cheeks bulged slightly, and she looked at him confused and angry, as if she was wondering how her great-grandson, who had always been reliable, had dropped the chain at a critical moment.