Looking at Mo Zhe in front of him, who was like a dead dog, Chen Changan showed a look of contempt.

shouted at Mo Zhe, "Do you think it's possible?"

"Even if I spare you, who will give them justice for the lives of tens of millions of people and their souls in Falling Sun City. ”

At this time, Chen Changan did not have the cynical appearance before, and had a serious expression.

It is impossible for Chen Chang'an, such a person, to spare him, and today he wants to be a good person to 'act for the heavens' to avenge these dead mortals.

Hearing Chen Changan's resolute words, Mo Zhe listened like the god of death pronouncing his death, his eyes were blank and disheartened, as if he had fallen into the abyss of hell.

His life echoed in his heart, he was a genius, refining qi at the age of eight, becoming a foundation building monk at the age of thirty, and becoming the legendary Jin Dan at the age of more than a hundred years.

But he joined the Zhao State incognito and created the most mysterious power in the Zhao State, the Dark Army, which was almost all cultivated by Han Mozhe for two hundred years. has always been doing the dark things of Zhao Kingdom.

Mo Zhe devoted almost his whole life to serving the Zhao State, but he never thought of Emperor Zhao Gao, and he had already wanted to get rid of himself.

100,000 soldiers, these soldiers he has cultivated for many years are brothers and sisters.

They were all killed by their own people.

"I'm unwilling, I want revenge. ”

Mo Zhe's dull pupils slowly became refreshed, as if he had made up his mind.

He forcibly used his mana, desperate to directly refine the blood fruit in his body.

In an instant, a powerful impact shook Chen Changan away.

Mo Zhe stood up in an instant, his eyes were resolute at this time, even with endless anger.

The wound on his body that was pierced by Chen Changan has healed.

It was around Mo Zhe's body that there was a blood-red evil aura, and there was a black dead aura in the evil aura. His eyes were blood-red, and his long, jet-black hair had been dyed red before he knew it.

The slender fingers began to sharpen.

At this time, Mo Zhe was like a devil crawling out of the Asura Hell.

No one knew what had just happened to Mo Zhe, but at this time Mo Zhe was very clear.

He ruined his chance to be promoted to Yuanying and forcibly devoured the blood fruit.

At this time, his cultivation already had a half-step Yuan Infant, but the price of forcibly devouring the blood fruit was that he would not be able to bend down to promote the Yuan Infant in the future, which almost ruined his avenue.

"Shhhh

Looking at Mo Zhe, who had changed a lot, Chen Changan gasped.

Chen Changan didn't expect that the other party still had such a hand, and the person who was about to die actually came to a temporary counterattack.

Mo Zhe in front of Chen Changan moved, and he could feel a powerful force sprinting towards him standing in the distance.

Chen Changan hurriedly made a defensive state and looked around cautiously.

"Chen Chang'an will die for me-"

Suddenly, Mo Zhe came to his back, looking at the fist with evil and dead energy, Chen Changan immediately turned around to block it.

But when his arm touched Mo Zhe's fist, Chen Changan frowned, feeling bad.

But he didn't give Chang'an time to react at all, and he felt that his arm was broken.

Chen Changan hurriedly kicked Mo Zhe in the abdomen with his knee.

But Mo Zhe seemed to have expected it, and also kicked Chen Changan in the abdomen.

The two of them kicked out at the same time, but Mo Zhe was twice as fast as Chen Changan, and instantly kicked Chen Changan in the abdomen.

Chen Changan was instantly beaten into the ground by the other party to a depth of 100 meters.

Mo Zhe stood in the air, a huge blood-colored eagle appeared behind him, the eagle's eyes were sharp, although it was not a living thing, but its eyes were very spiritual. Mo Zhe's eyes were heavy and he looked at the big pit full of dust that he kicked out.

His divine sense swept inside, wanting to see if Chen Changan was dead or alive.

"Ahem, ahem—"

And Chen Changan, who is 100 meters underground, his arm is now broken, and his strength is not used at all, especially there is already a huge blood hole in his abdomen, which is bleeding.

It was too strong, three points stronger than the Thunder Tiger that Chen Changan encountered in the Purple Gold Mountains.

"Am I going to die?"

Chen Changan asked himself in his heart.

Chen Changan didn't look at death so seriously, he had nothing to worry about, no relatives and friends, and no one even knew about him.

And Chen Changan's goal has always been to retrieve his memory, Chen Changan just wants to know who he is?

It seems that there is no chance.

Suddenly, Cheng Changan's eyes narrowed, and he saw hope.

I don't know when, the weapon used by the old man before, the spirit rhino gun, fell here.

Seeing this spear, Chen Changan smiled.

"Chen Changan, you will give me death. ”

A blood-colored eagle appeared behind Mo Zhe, and he sprinted down from above with the Jun Han Sword in his hand.

Looking at Mo Zhe, who was about to descend in the sky, Chen Changan endured the severe pain on his body and immediately stood up.

Hurriedly picked up the old man's spear from a distance.

Resolute eyes looked at Mo Zhe in the air, and jumped hard to meet the enemy.

"Bloody Sword Technique—"

Mo Zhejun's cold sword was blood-red, and it also contained evil and dead energy.

"Eat Lao Tzu with a shot. ”

Chen Changan shouted with a spear.

"Jingle bell, ding bell—"

The weapons collided, and the two fought again.

If Mo Zhe relied on his own strength and amazing speed, then Chen Changan relied on the gun in his hand.

Mo Zhe's swordsmanship is amazing, and even reaches the artistic conception of the legendary sword.

Coupled with the bloody sword technique he used, this ancient blood cultivation spell has already crushed many people in the same realm in terms of strength. Each one is extremely sharp, and the sword is deadly.

On the other hand, Chen Chang'an, the spear in his hand has not changed at all. He didn't rely on mana, not tricks. It relied on the weight of the spear, and his incomparably hard toughness.

But even so, the space was still shaken by every shot Chen Changan wielded.

This spear was used by Chen Changan as easily as an arm.

Chen Changan is like the king of guns, and all the guns in the world exist for him.

Speed and power are compensated in marksmanship.

The second type of the Bloody Sword Technique is only nourished by ants. ”

Mo Zhe's Jun Han Sword appeared with a powerful devouring force.

"Uh-eat my old Chen. ”

The two sides were fighting, but it was obvious that Mo Zhe had fallen into disadvantage, and had even been suppressed by Chen Changan.

From the very beginning of the offensive to forced defense.

But Chen Changan's spear was hit by the opponent's Jun Han sword with devouring power, and every time it hit, it would lose part of its luster.

Although Chen Changan didn't know what was going on, this spear could still be used, so he ignored it so much.

"Damn. ”

Mo Zhe found that the devouring power in his bloody sword technique could not help Chen Changan, but it was just the spirituality of the spirit rhino sword in Chen Changan's hand.

"The third form of the bloody sword technique is dead. ”

The devouring power on Mo Zhejun's cold sword disappeared, and was replaced by an erosive force.

Chen Changan didn't care about the sudden corrosive force, and the spear in his hand made a strange movement.

A shot pierced Mo Zhe's wrist, and Chen Changan took advantage of the situation to pick up the opponent's Jun Han sword.

Mo Zhe lost his mind for a while, endured the pain from his wrist, and hurriedly distanced himself from Chen Changan.

Seeing that Mo Zhe wanted to leave, how could Chen Changan let him get his way, and continued to wave his spear to block his way.

Once again, the spear swung in another strange motion, bypassing Mozhe's arm and pointing it at his chest.

This time, Mo Zhe did not dodge, and was directly pierced through his chest by Chen Changan's spear.

But it wasn't enough, Chen Changan immediately pulled out a spear, this time directly through Mo Zhi's arm, and it could even be said that a shot cut his arm.

This time, no matter what the opponent's recovery ability is, as long as he doesn't have the ability to regenerate with a broken arm.

None of them will grow another hand.

"Damn. ”

Mo Zhe knelt on the ground, now he felt shame, no matter how strong he became every time, this guy still had the strength to defeat him.

I thought that hope was coming, but the reality would be so tragic.

He is hors de combat.

Mo Zhe had a nervous breakdown and shouted upwards, "Cangtian, why are you doing this to me?"

He gave birth to Chen Chang'an, and he gave birth to me Mo Zhe. ”

"100,000 brothers, it was the general who failed you. ”

The spear slashed, and Mozhe's head exploded.

Mozhe is dead.

A generation of strong men has fallen here.

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(19: "Harm, this guy is finally dead, and the Slaughter series has finally come to an end, I'm really tired.") ”）