Chapter 815: Doomsday
On a dark street in the southern suburbs of New York, the United States.
Blood was spitting out of his mouth, and Lu Xingzhou's body flew out as if he was hit by a truck. When he landed, his feet directly crushed the frosted ground, and then nailed it to a javelin.
Buzz!
A powerful energy was released from his body. The sword energy that was penetrated by the blood-robed god's sword in the sword throne penetrated into his body, but was directly forced out by him with his powerful cultivation, without any remaining power left in his body.
The only damage is the power of the impact.
After all, they are three powerful people of the world!
Lu Xingzhou sighed inwardly, thinking that his ability was enough to kill Liu Nantian and the subsequent attacks of Solomon and the Blood Robe Godhead, but he was still a little unresponsive.
Whether it is Liu Nantian's fierce force when he fought desperately or Solomon's fast attack, he is puzzled as the flying sword of the blood-robed god throne, it should not be underestimated.
Fortunately, this adventure has gained something and made contributions.
Lu Xingzhou grinned, ignoring the blood on the corner of his mouth and the blood on his face, he looked up at Liu Nantian.
Liu Nantian's body also fell heavily to the ground.
In the night, Liu Nantian moaned in great pain and stood up strongly.
However, as soon as he stood up, with a puff, countless blood gushed out of his chest.
His body shook violently. Under the night, he looked down at his chest, his eyes full of horror, followed by endless fear.
Open the intestines and break the belly!
His chest was completely split from his lower abdomen, and Lu Xingzhou's previous knife directly gave him a caesarean section.
When he looked down, the wound was torn apart with the use of blood, and a ball of intestines and internal organs also penetrated out of it.
"ah!"
Liu Nantian's eyes were full of fear. He screamed in terror. His hands kept the chest tightly, trying to press the wound, trying to heal the wound.
However, with such a big hole and such a severe injury, even a god is afraid it will be difficult to save even if he is still alive.
What's more, how could Lu Xingzhou's sword be just a physical attack damage? The sword energy has penetrated into the body, and the internal organs have been broken by the blade that has even been broken into the flesh.
Liu Nantian looked up in horror and resentment, looking towards Lu Xingzhou. At this moment, his eyes were filled with deep fear and endless reluctance.
He doesn't want to die.
The longer a practitioner lives, the more afraid of real death. With his cultivation level, he can still enjoy a long time of good times. With such a high status and such powerful ability, he is extremely powerful, so how can he bear to die?
"Lu...Lu Xingzhou, even if I go to hell, I will not let you go..."
Liu Nantian stared at Lu Xingzhou with a resentful look on his face. After saying his last words, he shook his body. Yang Tian fell to the ground. After twitching for a while, there was no sound again.
"I'm not afraid when I'm alive, can I still be afraid of a dead person?" Lu Xingzhou said lightly, looking at Solomon and the Blood Robe God's Seal who were also attracted by Liu Nantian's death.
For Lu Xingzhou, Liu Nantian's death is inevitable.
However, for the Blood Robe God and Solomon, Liu Nantian's death was too sudden and too unexpected.
Even though Solomon's actual combat ability is slightly better than Liu Nantian, even if the blood robe magical powers are stronger than Liu Nantian, even if the two of them fight alone, it will be very difficult to kill Liu Nantian.
However, now, Liu Nantian is dead and killed by Lu Xingzhou.
Moreover, it was still under the siege of the three strong men!
Although that guy also paid a certain price, compared to killing a powerful enemy like Liu Nantian, what is that little injury or price?
Liu Nantian's death made the expressions of Blood Robe and Solomon become extremely serious.
Looking at Lu Xingzhou with bloody faces but an excited expression, the two of them didn't feel that they were more relaxed than before.
It seems that they underestimated Lu Xingzhou's strength.
Or perhaps, when people face real threats and desperate situations, they can always exert stronger combat effectiveness.
"It seems that it is not impossible to escape from the siege of you three." Lu Xingzhou said to Solomon in his blood robe.
Solomon took a deep breath, and two extremely hot light flashed in his eyes. After a brief shock, he became extremely excited.
He is one of the leaders of God's God's punishment and is a real strong man today. Lu Xingzhou's combat power surprised him, but it also aroused his strong desire. For real outlaws, opponents like Lu Xingzhou can stimulate his strongest potential and talent.
The blood robe was infected by the strong fighting spirit shown by Solomon, and his face also showed excitement and determination.
Today, he and Solomon, who were punished by God and Liu Nantian, the overseas martial arts alliance, joined forces to deal with Lu Xingzhou. If Lu Xingzhou was just letting him leave like this, then he and Solomon would be greatly embarrassed.
Only by killing Lu Xingzhou can you save face!
"I thought I could watch a wonderful show, but I never thought that Mr. Lu was so amazing. If Mr. Lu left today, everyone in the world would laugh at me for being no one in the Western cultivation world."
At this moment, a cheerful voice came from behind Lu Xingzhou.
Hearing this voice, a solemn look flashed in Lu Xingzhou's eyes, but his expression did not change, and he said, "Dark Sun, I thought you would hide until the end and wait until both of us are exhausted. At that time, no matter who wins or loses, the final winner will be you and your dark hell."
"Yes, I planned this way." Behind Lu Xingzhou, a figure shrouded in the darkness and slowly walked out: "It's a pity that we all underestimated your practical ability. Compared to eight years ago, Mr. Lu is much stronger now. When I meet you again in the dark sun, fighting alone is no longer your enemy."
The man quickly walked to the place where both the blood robe and Solomon could see it.
He was wearing a black windbreaker and was huddled in a black robe. He could not see his face. Only his eyes were like wolves' eyes, emitting a faint light in the darkness.
He reached out and pointed to the Blood Robe and Solomon respectively, and said, "The old man in the Blood Robe is the same as Solomon. Not to mention fighting alone, even if they join forces, if Mr. Lu is not injured, they are not your opponent."
Lu Xingzhou smiled faintly and said, "Compared with that time, you have become much more humble."
An Ri shook his head and said, "Strong is strong, weak is weak. We practitioners who practice only believe in our own fists. The survival of the weak is the most fundamental ultimate law in this world. Mr. Lu has surpassed us now. The facts are in front of us. So what if we don't accept it?"
Lu Xingzhou suddenly sighed and said, "Even if you hold me so high, what's the use? I'm going to die here today."
Anri nodded and said, "Yes, you can't leave today."
"It seems that in order to make me die here, all the forces in the West are willing to abandon past grudges and form a highly unified cooperation opinion." Lu Xingzhou said, his eyes projecting into the darker farther away.
At least dozens of powerful auras were approaching around, and at least three or four of them were comparable to Liu Nantian, and the other seven or eight auras were no longer comparable to Wu Qianjue.
As for other experts, although they are not enough to threaten the land hiking boat, their winnings are due to their huge numbers.
Looking at the world, how many people can be so mobilized by all forces in the Western Underworld?
The blood robe and Solomon also felt dozens of auras surrounding them, and the expressions of the two men became solemn, but soon, when they saw Lu Xingzhou, they became much more relaxed.
Perhaps the powerful masters who suddenly appeared did not belong to their people, but at least the purpose was the same. Before Lu Jiezhou died, they were on the same boat.
Such a situation is not even afraid of the dark sun, so what are they afraid of?
Chapter completed!