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When Li Bamo said the last sentence, the flowers that had just bloomed a moment ago withered.

But in fact, there is no overly strong smell of dead silence in the air.

That is, when Li Bamo stood there, the flower withered.

He just looked, a little lonely.

That kind of loneliness made Ximen Yelou, who had been standing on the bridge in the deep-sea fortress watching this scene, silent.

"I hurt him. After a long time, Ximen Yelou said.

It's hard to imagine that this demon powerhouse, who has always been known for his domineering and invincible blood, would say such a thing.

Father Hohenheim, who was standing beside him, shook his head and said, "Everyone has their own destiny, and this is his destiny. ”

Compared with the little warmth revealed in the words of the West Gate Night Tower, Hohenheim was completely cold, and his eyes were equally indifferent.

"Who do you think will win?" Hohenheim looked coldly at the upcoming battle on the bridge, as if he didn't care about the outcome, but only considered the value of Lee's mot.

"Does it matter if you win or not? He's dead. This sentence is rare, and Ximen Yelou said it a little impulsively.

"Simon. Hohenheim rubbed his golden-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose and said calmly, "You haven't really been angry for almost a hundred years, are you really that angry?"

"Hohenheim, I've lived for more than two hundred years. "At our age, we can already see death, and I can die for the cause of the saints, but...... I always wanted to leave something behind. ”

"This person is not a good fit. Hornheim's words were still filled with absolute calm.

"That's what the saints told me about you. This sentence from the West Gate Night Tower made Hohenheim stop speaking.

You don't have to open your mouth.

Because the battle on the deck has already begun.

If Li Bamo loses this contest between life and death, he will no longer need to be considered and argued about.

Although, in fact, he is dead.

The will to die is so strong, and so faint.

Tie Futu closed his eyes, completely unaware of Li Bamo's presence.

I don't feel any sense of death.

But the flowers are withering.

His sword intent, his sword path, his vitality that was released in that moment.

are all withering.

It was something that had transcended the general withering, withering power, the external destructive power.

That's already the will to die itself.

Dead.

Absolute dead silence.

Tiefutu had no doubt that now that Li Bamo stepped into the sea with one foot, even the sea would die.

What kind of shock and despair actually made Li Bamo what he is now?

It is a complete renunciation of oneself, of hope, of survival, and even of death.

Only those who have given up even death are real, and they have reached a dead end.

Li Bamo used to be a boxing master, breaking through thousands of troops with one punch.

But this time he didn't throw a single punch, he just stood there, and it was the strongest punch.

Dead silence punch.

When this punch was struck, the world was dead.

The meaning of absolute dead silence has permeated the world of the Iron Float.

Not only the flowers in his world were withering, but even the flower that bloomed in the center of his world, the flower that grew out of the stone, also showed a decaying color.

What a punch.

It's really, such a sad punch.

Su Junyan looked at Li Bamo standing among the countless withered flowers, and really felt that this person was so pitiful.

Then he thought that if he lost Olivia, he might be even more miserable than Libbat.

As soon as she thought of this thought, Olivia, who was standing beside him, gently shook his hand.

Sometimes, feelings are such a wonderful thing, you don't need to speak, just stand next to you, and you can connect with each other.

"It's hard to know the outcome. Su Junyan couldn't help frowning as he looked at the situation on the deck at this time.

Originally, it was Tiefutu's one-sided advantage, but Li Bamo's state was too weird.

Su Junyan couldn't see through it, whether he had crossed the door or not.

His breath is too pure.

Pure, so that the Iron Float is elusive.

It's just unpredictable.

Although, the offensive of the Iron Float has been disintegrated, the flowers have withered, and the sword is getting old.

However, he just couldn't catch Li Bamo's breath.

He wanted to fight back, but it felt as if every blow would hit the cotton.

That feeling, it's like, it's not Li Bamo who is fighting him, but the world is fighting against him.

The world, in fact, the Iron Floating Buddha has also reached a place where it can communicate with the world, but it has not yet reached this kind of place, completely integrated, and handed over all his heart and soul to the world.

I don't care about my own body anymore.

Because you give up, you are strong.

It can be expected that one day Li Bamo will be completely swallowed up and assimilated by the power of the too large world, and there will be no more such young man named Li Bamo.

But, until then, he will be infinitely powerful.

How powerful is it?

He is as strong as the world is.

As long as people still need to survive in this world, then it is impossible to be stronger than the world.

"Even if he wins this one, he's almost gone. "On the bridge, Hohenheim made the most precise and indifferent judgment.

Ximen Yelou didn't speak, but he could know from the breath of his whole body what he was about to do.

"If you want to save him, I won't stop you. Hohenheim continued, "But there is one thing, you have to think clearly for yourself, if you save him, he will really be useless, rather than this, it is better to see if he can come out in the end, otherwise, how can he be worthy of the title of your strong man?"

Naturally, Li Bamo couldn't hear these words on the bridge.

In fact, he didn't really care about anything anymore.

He was there, unleashing all his despair.

He was already waiting for the final demise to come.

That's where he ends, right?

"Li Bamo. Just when Li Bamo was already in the dust, the voice of Tiefutu suddenly exploded in his ears.

"If that's your last choice, then you don't deserve to die under my sword!!"

A rage of anger spread from Tiefutu's body, and he took the knife in his hand, really, pulled it out.

The sound of knives is like grinding iron.

"Open your eyes !!"

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