The Five Deceivers of Heavenly Man looked down at the space three feet behind him as if his head had been decapitated, and shouted angrily, his voice shaking the sky:

"run!!"

"Protected, passive value, +1."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were red and dull. He stared blankly at the man who turned his head and stared at him, but it was clear that he could not see his existence. His thoughts were temporarily stagnant.

Even like No. 2, he still doesn't know why the five degenerates of heaven and man have reached this point, and how they have fought so hard for themselves!

But……

Opportunity, spell it out!

If you don't grasp it, wouldn't you be more sorry for the five declines of heaven and man?

"break!"

The body jumped.

The space that has been swallowed by the power of exile is no different from ordinary space.

Xu Xiaoshou released his limbs in the air, turned into a violent giant and jumped forward, and at the same time released the disappearing spell.

It is useless to disappear. Under the suppression of the liberated state and the angel of heaven, it is no different from waiting to die.

But he turned into a violent giant, activated his explosive posture, and took out all his defense methods.

Perhaps, there is a slight chance to resist No. 2's attack...

"call out!"

At this point in his thoughts, Xu Xiaoshou felt a flash of whiteness under his eyes, a sound that broke through the air, and then a dull pain in his chest.

No. 2, throw out the Holy Judgment Sword in your hand!

As if predicting, he threw the sword in a certain direction in advance.

And Xu Xiaoshou was able to break through the space blockade, enlarged and turned into a violent giant, and the position he jumped to... was the landing point of the Sword of the Holy Judgment!

"Dang——"

The void shook violently, and spider webs were densely covered.

Xu Xiaoshou only felt a revolving door of scenes flashing through his mind, flashing out the scene where he had killed Yu Lingdi with four swords.

But now, the position is reversed...

The person being thrown is himself.

The sword-thrower is number two!

"Xu Xiaoshou, it seems that your evaluation of me is wrong."

"Occasionally, I will do some things beyond my control, such as prediction."

In the void, the holy envoy of heaven walked over and spoke:

"You are not the only one who can predict... My prediction, after calculation, may no longer be called prediction in your eyes."

"In times of crisis, people lose their thinking. There is a 70% chance that you will appear at this point."

"It seems that this is enough."

No. 2 said calmly, looking away from the violent giant who was crucified in the void, reaching into the void and grabbing a sword of the Holy Judgment.

The wings of light behind his back fluttered, and before the dazed Tianren Wusei could even react, he felt a pain in his chest.

He lowered his head.

It turns out that not only Xu Xiaoshou was hit by the sword, but he himself was also hit by the sword.

"puff!"

The gods opened their mouths and spurted blood, covering their faces.

No. 2 glanced at the two figures of different sizes nailed by the two holy swords of different sizes. His eyes were extremely indifferent, as if he was treating a dead person.

"From beginning to end..."
Chapter completed!