The last drop of liquid flowed down the bottle to Raman's mouth, and when he lifted the bottle again, Raman licked his lips as if he had drunk the luscest liquor in his stomach.

There was a crisp snap, and the medicine bottle held in the fist armor was crushed to pieces. "Do you know the miscellaneous fish...... What will keep you alive in this sin city is never the blessing of the Lord God, hahaha......" He lay on the ground and laughed wildly, and the laughter slowly turned into a low roar gushing out of his throat, mixed with a hint of depression and the pain of endurance. "Rather, the power ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, his ribcage suddenly rose from the ground, as if something was hitting his body and trying to rush out of it. There was a clucking sound that was almost suffocating from his mouth that kept opening and closing, and his round eyes stared at the sky in a daze, and there was no trace of the breath of the living at this time.

Standing in the distance, Zal re-grasped the "Sishua" that was propped up on the ground, and he smelled blood, which filled the air, and was so strong that it was terrifying. His expression was extremely solemn, and his pale face was covered with beads of sweat and undried blood. He felt the danger, the danger from the bottle, and the sharp pain, the sharp pain all over his body.

This battle is no longer fought, he knows very well that his state, even if he is standing, it is already the limit of what he can do. The mental skill could not be used again, his whole head was tingling, and his weak body and his left arm, which had almost been destroyed, forced him to a dead end.

What's even more terrifying is that he knows absolutely nothing about the bottle of red potion like plasma, and although it sounds ironic, the only thing he knows for sure is that the potion was used to kill himself, nothing more.

With a bang, Raman Ting's body in the air suddenly collapsed to the ground and did not move, and at the same time, the smell of blood in the air became lighter and lighter, as if he had been inhaled all of it. It didn't take long. A long inhale came from his shattered nose.

Zal stared at the knight lying on the ground, indescribable, but intuition told him. Something has changed. "Kudos to Ulez, what a genius, an absolute genius......" Raman said in the distance, "blood, strength, vitality, freedom! I, I have never felt so excited!" he said. Suddenly turned his head to stare at Zal, and his pair turned completely white, leaving only a small red dot on the original pupil. conAd1();

He then got up from the ground, but never took his eyes off Zal. "Your breathing is getting short, Miscellaneous Fish, is it because you're nervous?" he chuckled with his blood-stained mouth, "It's a wonderful feeling! I can hear your rapid breathing, the sound of blood rushing through your body. And," he said, gesturing to Zal's chest, "your heartbeat! thump, thump, thump, thump......"

Raman repeated the sound again and again, the red dots in his eyes sweeping over Zal's body as if he were looking at delicious food. Zal pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly retracted the chaotic power in his left hand, and the blood that had been flowing on the gray blade suddenly lost its support and smashed directly to the ground from mid-air.

"Why? give up resistance, but it's too late...... Rahman said, ripping off the rest of his shoulder armor and the breastplate that had been cut out with a long slit, then the shattered gauntlet. In the end, the blood-soaked shirt made him tear it off and throw it to his side. In the cold moonlight, the knight's bare upper body spread out layers of trembling muscle textures. It was as if some kind of power was flowing beneath his skin, giving new life to his body.

What's more, Zal saw a trace of crimson smoke on his body, like clear water splashed on a hot stone, steaming and floating into the air. "I'll put your heart. Pulled out of the chest cavity and crushed with your own hands...... I swear!" Raman slammed his voice and rushed towards Zal, a thick red mist dragging behind him the fluttering trail of the Dao!

"Quick, very fast!" was Zal's reaction for a moment, and he flew back, dragging his sword back and catapulting it out. But even so, Raman had already rushed in front of him! one forward and one retreated, and the two flew into the air at the same time, slashing at each other's figures, and Zal saw a bloodthirsty smile on Raman's face.

"That's it?!You're supposed to run a long time ago, but now, it's too late!" Rahman roared, picking up his left hand covered in fist armor and sweeping towards Zal's blade!

"Dang!"

The piercing roar exploded into Zhal's head, and the brilliant sparks flashed away on the knight's fist armor, and his attack was violently pulled away by the opponent's huge force, and the right arm that was suddenly thrown to the side actually came with a sharp pain, and the long sword in his hand almost came out of his hand! Zar was desperate to find that the opponent's strength had increased more than twice wildly! Before he could withdraw his long sword, a silver light and shadow reflecting the moonlight rushed in front of him with a whistling wind. conAd2();

"Bang!"

A dull thud accompanied by a mist of blood spurted out of Zar's face, and the whole head jerked to the side, and Zar felt as if his brain had been pulled away, and the burning pain in his left cheek replaced all feelings.

The two figures landed almost at the same time, and Zar staggered backwards, but Raman's left hand grabbed him by the hair and pulled him back violently! Raising his arms to protect his head, the violent knee impact still made his eyes black, and then, the tearing pain on the top of his head suddenly relaxed, first he heard the cold sound of the wind, and then in his blurred vision, he saw Raman's leg armor draw a silver arc of light in the air towards him!

With a loud bang, Zal's body instantly rose from the ground, and the broken cloak spilled strings of blood in the air, and was violently pumped out!

"Poof...... Ahem, ahem......" Zar leaned against the exterior wall of the building, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and then coughing violently. But at that moment, the sound of a series of iron boots hitting the ground made him raise his head again, and he saw that Rahman was grinning, rushing towards where Zal was, and then leaping to his feet......

A moment later, a loud crash shattered the cold night and resounded throughout the market! In a series of deafening roars, countless pieces of wood, glass, and dust rose from the sky and splashed on the streets outside, like a battlefield of doom.

After a long time. The sound died down, and the living room on the first floor of the building was in shambles, with broken tables, chairs, and wooden cabinets leaning crookedly against the wall or toppling to the floor. The man had his back to the big hole in the wall. Arms slightly open, smiling like a winner. The other was slumped on the ground, his back against the broken wood behind him, blood gushing out of his mouth.

Rahman looked down at his opponent. "What's the matter, Miscellaneous Fish? Can't you even organize a decent counterattack?......" he raised an eyebrow contemptuously. conAd3(); Reaching out and grabbing Zal's collar, he lifted him off the ground. "You've disappointed me, didn't you say you're going to kill me?" he said, looking at a bloodied Zar.

Seeing that Zal did not speak, Raman looked at him for a moment, as if he was caught by something else. "Why, with the sword in your hand, are you going to kill yourself?" hahaha......" The knight laughed sarcastically as he looked at the "Sishua" in Zal's hand. "For the sake of the gods, do you want to die? no, no, no...... You don't have that power!"

Raman said, dragging Zar in front of him. "Don't you want to die so easily, don't even think about it!" his voice changed suddenly. It seemed that he had thought of some good idea, and he instantly softened down. "But you don't have nothing, miscellaneous fish! You can beg me, beg me to let you die a happy death!" his eyes flowed with the pleasure of the abuser, and his voice suddenly rose a few degrees. "Say, you beg me!"

Zal tilted his head and looked at him obliquely, the corners of his mouth grinning into a grim, but very bright, smile. "Get out, bastard......" Then he popped and squirted a mouthful of blood into the knight's face!

"You're looking for death!" Raman changed his face in an instant, and the bridge of his nose was matched with two pairs of miserable white eyes. It looks like a moving walking corpse. He scolded and punched Zal in the lower abdomen, then picked up his arm, twisted his waist, and grabbed Zal by the neckline and slammed it. Threw him out of the big hole in the wall.

Breaking half of the plank in the air, Zar flew some distance and then slammed to the ground, his huge inertia causing him to roll like a rag bag thrown out of a carriage. After a long time, he stopped. But the next behavior, even Raman who slowly walked out of the building, was a little puzzling.

Zar rested himself on the ground with his movable right hand, trembling, and propped himself up, a large patch of blinding bright red on the ground where he had fallen. Holding his right knee against the palm of his independently supported hand, he stomped heavily on the ground with his left foot, staggering, but unusually resolute, and stood up again.

"Sishua" was still in his hands, standing diagonally beside him. "You, that's all there is to it?" he raised his arm and wiped it on his blood-stained face, revealing a cheek covered in wounds and a pair of eyes full of contempt. "Ulez, help, save you...... Otherwise, you're a reptile, not worth mentioning......"

"Shut up!" Rahman lunged forward and slammed into Zal's chest.

The sheer force pushed Zal backwards several paces, but he staggered and still didn't fall. "Reptile of hypocrisy...... You...... I didn't smell the stench under my mask......"

"Shut up!" Rahman roared, slamming his right fist into Zal's face, knocking the rest of his words back.

"Bah!hahaha......" Zar chuckled maniacally, twisting his neck back to look at the Knight of Order in front of him. "What are you going to do to beat me without potions?" reptiles!" he roared suddenly.

Zal's words were like razors, rooting out the "feathers" that Raman had been carefully caring for. He was completely enraged, the red spots in his eyes trembled violently, and the red blood stains covered the whites of his eyes, and he had only one thought now, which was to kill this miscellaneous fish who didn't know whether to live or die!, "You give me death!" he screamed wildly, using all his strength, picked up his left fist and hit Zhal's head!

At this moment, Zal suddenly shut up, looking at the fist that suddenly slammed into him, his body took a wrong step back, and his left arm, which had never moved, suddenly lifted the half-cut cloak hanging on his body and rolled it up! The next moment, the sharp fist wind swept Zhal's chin, and the gray air mass suddenly poured out of Zal's left hand, like several agile poisonous snakes, along with the whirling cloak swishing a few times wrapped around the knight's fist armor!

Raman looked stunned and wanted to withdraw his fist, but Zal on the other side gritted his teeth and dragged it back with all his strength! With a click, Zal's entire left arm was instantly dislocated, but Raman's fist still did not break free from the shackles of the cloak and the power of chaos. At the same time, the arms of the two of them were stretched straight because of this!

"You!" roared in rage.

Zar's gaze fell on the knight's unclad arm, and he roared. Squeeze out a syllable. "Dead !!"

This was his plan, not to take the initiative to fight back in order to accumulate strength, to withdraw the ash blade in order to save the consumption of chaos power, and to hold the long sword in order to start a blow! The result of the protracted battle is only death, the defense is ineffective, the attack is ineffective, and the whole battle has been carried out so far, leaving him only a chance to strike, no matter life or death, no matter the result, only this blow!

In Raman's terrified gaze, the "Sishua" in Zal's hand hissed, cutting a cold light straight up at his side! Blood rushed to the sky, and Zal's left arm, which he was holding so hard, suddenly threw it back, along with the half-cut arm that flew in the air - Raman's arm!

Suddenly the gushing blood slammed Zhal's face, and Raman pressed the incision on his arm! "I, my arm! Ahhh......h

However, Zal's attack did not end there, and the "Shishua" that picked up the air dragged a diagonal downward streamer in the air and stabbed down. With a hiss, the blade of the longsword pierced the knight's kneecap and sinked horizontally into his leg! Zar let go of his sword, grabbed him by the throat, and slammed it towards him.

"Come again!" Zar growled, slamming his forehead into the bridge of Raman's collapsed nose!

"Smack!"

The sound of bone cracking rang out again. With a mist of blood and a heart-rending scream, Zar fell down with Raman. Above the market, Zhal, who dragged his left arm, struggled to ride on top of Laman, looked at the other party's blurred cheeks, and smashed down with one punch!

The fist roared, and it lifted and fell mechanically. Raised again, and then fell, countless blood spots shot out in all directions, mixed with the screams of the knights, which sounded terrifying. With the final blow, Zal's fist slammed Raman's head to the side, sending a blinding trail of blood on the ground, and his fingers were clearly misaligned.

With a heavy spit of blood, Zar struggled to his feet from Raman's body. Holding "Sishua" with his backhand, he pulled it violently, and a hoarse scream sounded from Laman's mouth. At the same time, the muscles on Raman's body also changed, as if the duration of the potion had finally ended, and his body slowly shrank, as if he had aged in an instant, and he could no longer see a trace of fluctuating textures, completely changing back to his original appearance.

Zar gasped for breath, barely holding the sword behind his back with his right hand, aiming the tip of the sword at Raman's chest. "Remember, rank, order...... And, it's not for nothing......" he whispered, blood dripping from his palm onto the knight's body as the blade of his hand. "It's, it's you, you don't deserve it at all...... !! not worthy of order" said, and he wanted to stab down with a sword!

"Wait, wait...... Spare me!" was a blood gushing from Laman's nose, but he struggled to move backwards, trying to escape from under Zal's sword. "I'm not worthy! Please, I'm not worthy!" he wailed, his expression suddenly becoming eager, and the rest of his arm kept waving, "Don't kill me, please! What do you want?!I, I can give it!

He pleaded, but Zal's sword never moved. "Wait, wait! I know, I know! You want points, ha, you want points, take black, you're in it for points!" he repeated frantically, "I can figure it out! Find a way to get you to the 'Blood Arena'! I swear, I swear by everything! First two hundred? No, no, no...... "As long as you spare me, I promise, I promise to let you go to the top hundred!" I don't want to die, please, I don't want to die!"

"Shut up!" Zar shouted angrily, raising his sword aloft, "You don't deserve to live! Take your potions, take your hypocrisy, die!" he said, stabbing his sword down amid Raman's frantic shouts.

Suddenly, far behind, a terrifying bang caused Zhar's long sword to stop in the air. Shocked, Zar looked back sharply, only to see a corner of the roof of the clinic collapse in a cloud of scattered dust. Before Zar could react, a slender figure flew out of it, and a long line of blood floated in the air behind him!

"Yes...... It's Gaveira!" Thinking of this, Zal's gaze immediately fell on the clinic, and he could clearly feel that his heart suddenly stopped! )

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