Tick.

Tick.

Blood dripped down his nose.

Darvel propped his hands on the ground, looking at the blood droplets spilled on the ground, and his expression was a little sluggish.

- I was obviously diving in the sky, why did I suddenly appear on the ground?

"That's not right."

He snorted, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately put on the defensive.

I saw that this was indeed the town of Sage.

I was standing on the street outside the bar.

Wu Xiaode stood on the other side of the street.

Everyone else is gone.

The world was filled with a great silence, as if no one had made a sound here for thousands of years.

"What a surprise...... What exactly was that punch just now? I felt the immeasurable calamity, but in the end it was a little different from the calamity. ”

Darvel said.

"You can guess slowly, but I won't say." Wu Xiaode is surging and authentic.

In fact, based on the immeasurable power of calamity, the power of thousands of heroic spirits, and the power of death, he sacrificed various skills of inheritance, advention, and Dao power, and finally gave birth to this attack-type death technique-

"Angry".

Darvel moved his body and said in a didactic tone:

"It looks like this is a clumsy and rough parallel world, and you put the battlefield here, I guess it's for fear of hurting the innocent?"

Wu Xiaode didn't speak, just snapped his fingers.

I saw that a blood bar and a soul power bar of the same length appeared above the heads of the two of them at the same time.

At the same time—

They were shackled on both hands and feet.

In the middle of the street, a vertical boy quietly emerged, making a buzzing sound:

"It's my duty to explain the fight."

Wu Xiaode and Darvel looked at the boy at the same time.

"In this battle, both sides are humans, and their HP and soul power are the same;"

"Agility, the same strength, the same attack power;"

"The physical strength is consistent;"

"The attack power of all spells is reduced to 3 HP damage; Cold weapons only have normal cold weapon damage; ”

"—Whoever empties the first to empty the health bar will surely die."

"As soon as you try to escape, the shackles will immediately pull you back to the arena."

"Fight to the death!"

"Now, both sides, please step forward."

"Ready."

"The battle begins!"

The boy flew into the air and looked down.

Darvel listened quietly, and a smile appeared on his face:

"All spells have the same attack power? That said, the power of the spell was greatly diminished. ”

As he spoke, he tried to pinch the shackles and shackles, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

- There must be immeasurable power in this.

There's something else.

Damn breeding.

He looked up again, looking at the blood bar and soul power bar above his head.

- If he hadn't been hit by this technique, then this kid wouldn't have had any chance of surviving.

It's a pity -

He punched the bridge of the nose in the face.

This technique also hit me completely.

If you want to unravel it, you have to follow the rules.

What the hell!

Darvel took a deep breath and looked at Wu Xiaode with a cold gaze:

"To be honest, I have fought countless human powerhouses, and I have used countless fighting methods to destroy their confidence, and I have never tasted defeat."

"Well, I'll kill you by fighting."

Wu Xiaode didn't speak, just took out the fist gloves and put them on his hands.

"Punch? Amusing. ”

After Darvel finished speaking, his figure flashed and rushed towards Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode took a step forward and swung his fist to meet -

Winter.

Darvel kicked him out.

Wu Xiaode dragged a long line of dust on the ground like a gourd rolling on the ground, and finally stood up again.

The health bar on the top of his head dropped by one-twentieth.

Darvel crossed his arms, stood on one leg, and said with a smile:

"Hand-to-hand combat, in my opinion, is just a trick—"

"I'm going to kill you!"

He jumped up lightly and rushed towards Wu Xiaode again.

Wu Xiaode met with both fists.

The two sides intersected with their fists and feet, and fought more than a dozen moves in a row.

Wu Xiaode was suddenly punched in the chest again, and the whole person was beaten to fly, and he withdrew seven or eight meters in a row.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood.

On the top of his head, the health bar dropped about three-twentieths.

- He's lost four-twentieth of his health.

However, his soul power is still full.

On the other hand, Darvel had a full blood bar on his head, but his soul power dropped by four-tenths.

"I remembered......"

Darvel showed a look of memory and said softly: "Your punching style is very similar to the one I defeated back then, as if ...... He was called the Emperor of Men. ”

"Are you his heir?"

Wu Xiaode wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, smiled, didn't speak, just put his fist on the spot and rested with bated breath.

Darvel looked impatient.

That's right, you like to talk when you're fighting, and it's a way to set the mood and make a destruction more stylish.

The other party was like a dirt dog, and he didn't say anything when he was beaten.

"Whether it's skill or experience, I'm much better than you-"

"I've lost interest in this fight," Darvel said excitedly, "Forget it, I'll kill you in one go." ”

】

He walked with graceful steps, as if he was rushing towards Wu Xiaode slowly and quickly.

Wu Xiaode held his fist to meet -

The two of them got closer and closer, and quickly engaged the enemy.

Darvel shouted:

"You can't even stop my random punch! Die! ”

Winter.

Another punch slammed into Wu Xiaode's chest.

The health bar drops again!

But this time, Wu Xiaode was not sent out.

He didn't block at all, but grabbed the opponent's wrist tightly with one hand, and the other hand went around the opponent's elbow from below, pinched Darvel's wrist from the other side, and forcefully parted-

Joint Skills!

Hearing only the sound of "card rubbing", Darvel's arm was directly broken.

"Ahh

Darvel erupted in a high-pitched scream.

- It is the supreme lord of the great calamity, the demon king who destroys all beings, and has always been invincible.

Even in the face of other demons, he has never been injured like this, and he has never felt such a pain that hurts his bone marrow.

It suddenly reacted.

The strength of this technique is not in combat, but in pulling yourself to the level of mortals.

- You will feel the pain of mortals in battle!

Wu Xiaode's expression was calm, dragging his broken arm and pulling him towards his arms.

"Don't think—"

Darvel screamed and slammed his left knee into Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode is still unstoppable.

He also raised his right knee and slammed it into the opponent's crotch with all his might.

Winter.

Winter.

Two sounds.

Wu Xiaode was hit in the stomach by this fierce knee, and blood spurted out of his mouth again.

Darvel was smashed into his crotch.

"Shhhh

！

”

How had he ever experienced such pain?

Even if it is divided by the level of pain, this kind of egg-breaking pain is the number one in the ranks!

Darvel didn't have time to relieve the pain.

At such times, if you are distracted by pain, it is the end of defeat.

No matter how much you get out of the pain, you have to endure it!

Darvel was in a cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and struck at the other party with all his might.

Wu Xiaode is still unstoppable.

He swung his fist at Darvel as well.

The two stood in place, completely undefensive, hitting each other's bodies with all their might.

Winter.

Dong Dong Dong Dong –

Drenched in blood and sweat.

Finally, the powerful anti-shock force made the two of them take a step back.

"The kid is quite kind, but in the matter of fighting, skill can do more damage, and you are bound to lose." Darvel gasped.

"I don't think so." Wu Xiaode said.

"The last punch will send you back to the West." Darvel took a step forward.

Wu Xiaode rushed towards the other party without showing weakness.

The next moment.

Darvier reluctantly pulled out a long knife from the void and stabbed it at Wu Xiaode's chest.

"Hahaha, you were fooled, you deserve to die!"

He laughed maniacally.

But he couldn't laugh right away.

Because Wu Xiaode also has a long knife in his hand.

Knife to knife.

The two thought of going together!

"Damn boy."

Darvel gritted his teeth and stabbed Wu Xiaode with all his strength with a knife in both hands.

Wu Xiaode didn't look at his knife at all, just held the knife and stabbed him in the chest.

At your fingertips—

Seeing that the two knives were about to stab each other in the chest—

Block.

Why didn't he block my knife?

This is a murderous knife, and if you don't block it, you will definitely stab it.

Why not defend?

Didn't he feel pain? Or do you want to die together?

If you don't block at all-

Then both sides will die.

What's the point of more skill in this kind of fighting?

Darvel's mind went blank.

Maybe it's because of the sharp pain coming from under the crotch, maybe it's because of the fear of the blade, in short-

His knife was an inch off.

Burst.

Twin knives stabbed into the chests of both sides.

The blood in Wu Xiaode's chest came out and quickly soaked through his clothes.

But the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

- This blow did not hit the heart!

On the other hand, Darvel, at the last moment, he actually subconsciously moved his body.

- The butterfly knife didn't stab him in the heart!

Both sides have three health bars dropped.

- It's a tie again!

It was still this moment, Wu Xiaode's eyes were wide open, and he looked at the other party without blinking.

Anyone.

Animal.

Or a sentient being.

Being stabbed through the chest will inevitably lead to some kind of knee-jerk reaction.

How will Darvel react?

Wu Xiaode is waiting.

A breeze blows.

I saw Darvel's figure twitch slightly.

- After all, it had never really suffered such a serious injury as a human being, and at this time it felt a deep and severe pain, and its whole body could not help but stiffen.

Wish.

This glimmer of hope was seized by Wu Xiaode.

The killing intent on Wu Xiaode's body suddenly erupted like a torrent.

- He waited for this moment!

In order to incarnate a ghost, he was stabbed in the chest countless times, not to mention that he was familiar with the road, at least the instinctive reaction of his body could be completely restrained.

If the other party doesn't restrain -

"Die!"

The boy snorted, letting the knife pass through his body inch by inch, and strode towards Darvel in spite of it.

The desolate sword at his waist was drawn.

A flash of cold light!

Blood splattered all over the ground in the wind.

A human head flies.

There was complete disbelief on the face of the human head, as if he did not believe in his own end.

When.

The head falls to the ground.

Wu Xiaode was covered in blood, with a knife stuck in his chest, barely landing on the sword pillar in his hand, gasping for breath.

He looked up at the boy in the air.

The erector boy made a buzzing sound:

"The battle is over."

"Winner: Wu Xiaode."