Kagawa Yari was crushed not by the person, but by his heart.

If your heart is crushed, you will become an unintentional person, and it will make people feel that your entire body is crushed.

In despair, Kagawa Kamiri didn't lift her breath and fell to the ground. Her eyes were staring at her, with deep fear, obviously dying with her eyes closed.

It would be strange if you could die with your eyes closed.

In Kagawa Kazuhiro's opinion, in this battle today, he will become the final winner no matter what.

Even if the realm is dropped, he can still kill Chen Xuanshuang with one sword, and the victory will be his.

What he never expected was that Cheng Yaojin was killed, and his terrible sword became the initiator of others' revival and awakening. He practiced throughout his life and made wedding dresses for others. Not only that, he was even crushed by this person in the end.

In short, Kagawa Katsuhiro is unwilling to accept it.

He was still very young and was even the best in the Kagawa family of the shogunate god. His future achievements and status were limitless, so he was unwilling to die just like that.

But all the unwillingness disappeared with the disappearance of his life. Even though he was widening his eyes and dying with his eyes open, no one could look at him at the scene.

Everyone's eyes fell on the blood clan strongman who suddenly came on the court and changed the situation on the court.

"You... are you really the Blood Emperor?"

On the other side of the Divine Cult camp, the blood-robed god throne looked at the blood clan strongman in the field with horror, wearing a black robe, who was originally dry but now round and full, looking like a middle-aged man in his forties, and asked in disbelief.

Niu Qingshan also looked horrified, and the old Western man beside him flashed with surprise in his eyes, replaced by a smile. Before the blood clan's strong man answered the words of the blood robe, he laughed and said, "Blood Emperor, you are indeed not dead!"

The Blood Emperor looked up at the gentleman and noble old man. His face looked very serious, as if he was smiling after seeing his old acquaintance, but he seemed not completely used to the plump muscles on his face. His expression seemed extremely stiff and he said, "I have been dead for more than 70 years, and he should have survived."

"Old friends were able to use the secret art of the blood clan to pretend to die for more than 70 years. Now they have found an opportunity to be reborn. Such magical powers are really admirable." said the mysterious old man beside Niu Qingshan.

The Blood Emperor looked at the old man and said slowly, "Mentouluo, you are also amazing. You can live to this day. Apart from my blood clan, there are not many people who can live to such an old age and still be alive."

"Mentouluo?"

"What, then... the old man beside Niu Qingshan is actually Mentoluo?"

"That Mentolao? Is it the strange man who created God's God's punishment in the legend?"

"Who else can I have besides this person?"

All around, all the masters who waited until the battle ended and ventured back to the top of the mountain exclaimed.

"The blood clan strong man who killed Kagawa Kari turned out to be the Blood Emperor?"

"Yes, it is said that the Blood Emperor disappeared from the sight of the world decades ago. Many people say that he was dead, how could he still be alive? Can the people of the Blood Clan really live forever?"

"Blood Emperor, Mentoluo, my God! Haven't these once super terrifying powerful men disappeared? Why did they appear again and are still alive? What's going on?"

For a moment, exclamations and discussions continued to spread.

The middle-aged master beside Kagawa Yari looked at the body of his young master with fear and the blood clan who killed his master, but he didn't have the courage to rush forward to take revenge.

Katodo held the hilt tightly with his left hand, revealing his murderous aura, but his fingers turned white, but he still did not really draw his sword.

Blood Emperor, Mentouluo.

Any of these two people is the true king of the underground world.

In that era when the world was in turmoil, the Blood Emperor followed the demons who launched world wars to fight, killing countless countries, slaughtering thousands of miles, leaving behind a great reputation.

It was also in that era that the strong men from all over the world formed God's Divine Punishment, both good and evil, and even fought head-on with the invincible dark legion led by the Blood Emperor.

Not to mention the people on the scene, even the fathers and even the grandfathers of these people can only regard themselves as younger generations in front of these two terrifying giants in the West.

So facing these two Western giants, the samurai beside Katoto and Kagawa Kazuhi, as well as the masters and powerful men of all martial arts families and sects in the island country, they did not have the slightest fighting spirit.

The dark hell and God's punishment were not inferior to the shogunate kingdom that had been passed down for a long time.

Even the various forces of the shogunate were forced to leave the secular world for various reasons and did not leave the world. How could ordinary martial arts people in the island country dare to compete with these two strong men?

In the eyes of all those who know the past history of the world, Mentoluo and Blood Emperor are no longer humans, but gods.

They have long been legends and legends, but now they have reappeared in front of the world, so they are immortal myths and immortal legends.

At least, no force at the scene dared to openly challenge these two people.

Even though this is Mount Fuji and the territory of the island country, all the people from the island country's martial arts world have arrived, they dare not provoke these two gods of killing.

The exclamations and discussions around could not affect the emotions of Mentoluo and Blood Emperor.

Blood Emperor and Mentoluo looked at each other a few times and asked, "Come here today, what's going on?"

"He." The head of the door Luo looked calm and did not point at anyone, but just glanced at Chen Xiaodao.

The Blood Emperor said oh, nodded and said, "I guess you came for him too."

"Where are you?" Mentoluo asked.

"It's also for this kid." The Blood Emperor said, looking at Chen Xiaodao.

Chen Xiaodao was stared at by two legendary figures who seemed very awesome, and felt an inexplicable sense of oppression and tension.

However, he did not feel the murderous intention from these two people.

At least, although these two people may have come for him, they have no intention of killing him.

But even so, Chen Xiaodao was very upset and looked at the Blood Emperor and said, "What are you looking for me?"

"I heard that someone can be resurrected from the dead and not be afraid of the blood poison of my blood clan. I naturally have to see it with my own eyes and verify it on the spot." The Blood Emperor said.

"So, you are the same?" Chen Xiaodao asked Mento Luo.

In fact, Chen Xiaodao also vaguely guessed the purpose and intention of Blood Emperor and Mentoluo.

When I was in the United States, I was found to have different blood types than all blood types found in human history.

Later, after being injured by Diss' blood poison, he was resurrected from the dead.

No matter what point it is, it is enough to make people have a strong interest in themselves in order to explore their secrets.
Chapter completed!