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Chapter 1040 Perfectionism

Speed, a cannot resist the verdict's shadow speed. After being fatally damaged by the back, the body as stable as a rock began to shake, and his legs became weak, and he knelt heavily on the ground. {Dajiu Novel}

"Plop!"

The knees collided with the ground hard, and after the wound on the back was pulled, a large amount of blood gushed out. Two deep bone-sensing wounds appeared to explode, which was shocking.

Only the speed is not broken. When A faces such an opponent with such a speed that is so fast, he has no power to change hands. It is right that he is at the peak, but there is no way for the opponent to have no speed.

"Ho-ch! Hu-ch!..."

A gasped heavily, stood up slowly, and turned around again.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh..."

The judge's body jumped and flickered again. He was jumping and clearly saw the panic and confusion exposed in his eyes. He was very satisfied, because he showed this expression right, and no one could capture his figure when he attacked.

A's pupil was turning, and his body was turning as the judge jumped, and his body was also turning, turning his body blankly to search for the figure that had already made him dizzy. The eyes, which were originally full of fighting spirit, completely lost focus, like a lost child, not knowing what to do. Fear, uneasy, fear... all negative expressions appeared on A's face, looking so helpless and so pitiful.

The ground where he stood had already been stained dark by the blood flowing from his body, and the rich smell of blood was steaming and sprinkling in the sun. However, a has tenacious vitality and is very tenacious. He can still stand and fight!

There is no suspense in this battle, and the ruling can easily kill A. He can see from the expression on A's face that the other party has collapsed, and what he needs to do now is the final blow.

Unfortunately, he ignored one thing: soldiers will never collapse, and soldiers will never collapse!

The decision was repeated, and he suddenly jumped to A, sneered against the other person's face, then jumped up and climbed over A's head again without any hesitation.

But at the moment he was crossing, his eyes lost A's eyes and he didn't see at all that the confusion in the other party's pupil had long disappeared, and instead he was frighteningly indifferent.

a stood there motionless, as if waiting for death. But the indifference in his pupils and the rock-like body did not seem to be waiting for death, but more like waiting to harvest other people's lives.

"call!"

The judge's feet fell on the land behind A, then lit it gently, turning it over the top of A's head like a rolling kite. The movement was light and agile, and his eyes exuded a cold murderous intent.

"Perfectionism." A suddenly spitted these four words out of his mouth.

Hearing these four words, the judge's pupils shrank violently, as if they had encountered the most terrifying thing. Because a said the attack line perfectionism he was about to implement!

a waved his right arm suddenly and hit the verdict that was overturning his head.

"Bang!"

The punch that was slashed with force on Huashan hit Judicial's chest and directly threw the opponent out.

At the same time, a turned around and blew blood into his mouth and shot out the verdict, grabbed the opponent's belt with his left hand, pulled it off with force, and exerted force at a short distance, hitting the opponent's chest with a bang.

"Bang!"

"Click!Click!..."

The sound of sternum shattering sounded, and a punched Jue's chest to collapse.

"puff!"

The judge raised his head and sprayed a mouthful of blood mixed with minced internal organs. The luster of life in his eyes quickly passed away. His body instantly collapsed, and he lay down on the ground and died like a pool of rotten meat.

The sternum was smashed and the internal organs were violently cracked. The sentence was that the dead could not die again. He thought he could easily kill A, but he did not expect that the slaughter failed and was killed instead.

Perfectionism, his perfectionism killed him!

a will not collapse, a will not be confused, and his combat consciousness is strong and powerful. When the left and right ribs show an astonishingly identical knife wound, he can determine that this is a perfectionist opponent. When his back is cut, it has been determined that the opponent must complete the cutting in his chest to achieve a perfect attack.

The left and right are symmetrical and parallel, and there is no more perfect!

Kill the ruling, a sways away and walks forward, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps...

"Plop!"

a lie down heavily on the ground, his eyes began to blur. He stretched out his hands and stomped on the ground, moving forward bit by bit. His head was raised high, his blurry eyes staring ahead, unyieldingly, and crawling with the power of his hands. Blood was still flowing constantly, and the land under him was scarlet... As he climbed, he couldn't climb anymore, but his whole body still showed forward movements, as if nothing could stop him!

"ah!"

The woman's terrifying screams came to A's ears. In a trance, he saw a beautiful and innocent girl squatting in front of him and dragging him forward with force.

a stared at the beautiful girl with her eyes open, her lips moved and wanted to say something, but she found that she didn't even have the power to move her lips. Without the power, she stopped moving. He kept watching, watching, enjoying this unprecedented beauty.

High fever, vomiting, spasms, convulsions... Without medical conditions, too much blood loss continues to suffer from torture. Under the torture, he almost collapsed, but when he opened his eyes and woke up temporarily, he could always see a beautiful cheek looking at him anxiously and saying things he couldn't understand.

He didn't know how many days passed or how long it took. When he opened his eyes again, he heard crying and chaotic quarrels.

An indigenous girl was crying, surrounded by four or five indigenous men, tied tightly with hemp ropes.

"He is a bad luck, a devil. He wants to burn him to death. Only in this way can he keep the bad luck away from our homeland!"

"No, he is not a bad luck, nor a devil, he is a human, because the blood he flows is red. Don't burn him to death, please don't burn him to death... wuwuwu..."

"He brought bad luck to our homeland, and he is the incarnation of the devil." An old voice sounded, "The person who helps the devil is also the devil, and will bear the rage of the god of fire."

a can't understand what these people are saying, but can understand that this indigenous girl is in danger. He can also understand that these people are going to perform a religious ceremony, and the target is this girl.

The girl is a beautiful girl who keeps appearing in front of her. Her skin is slightly dark and her body is graceful. The deep eyes are full of pure holy places that people yearn for from beginning to end. Perhaps she cannot compare with the beauties in the outside world. At most, she can only be regarded as a jasper in the small family, but in A's eyes, she is the most beautiful.

"The devil has woken up! The devil has woken up!"

"Tie it! Hurry up, tie it up!"

Five or six natives rushed over, tied a tightly, and carried it out.

The girl was also tied up and resisted, her eyes kept flowing out with crystal tears, and her lips kept buzzing, as if she was praying and as if she was telling her.
Chapter completed!
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