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Chapter Seventy: Life and Death Showdown

Nighthawk felt that the skeletons of his body were almost dissipated, and his body seemed to be hit by 30,000 volts of high voltage electricity in an instant. Every tendon and every inch of skin seemed to burst, and he could vaguely smell the burnt smell of the internal organs in his body being roasted by electric current!

The pressure suddenly disappeared in the duel arena. Zhou Zhou and Huoying, who came to their senses, hurried to the wall, helped them up and collapsed to the ground, and could only barely support their bodies with a knife.

Nighthawk's body was charred, and its originally white and cold face was charred at this moment. Just like the soldiers who had been baptized by countless artillery fires that I saw outside the capital yesterday. However, Nighthawk's body was even weaker, and it was soft after the tentacles, and even the Nighthawk could not raise any strength.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood snatched out of his mouth! Seeing the two women he loved and caring most, Ye Ying's heart finally fell down. He was hit hard by a fierce airflow and the bruises caused were squirting out of his body at this moment, feeling much better with a mouthful of blood. But his body couldn't help but become weaker, and even the hand holding the knife felt as if he could no longer grasp the knife.

Zhou Zhou burst into tears, and the fire bells were also in the rain, and they cried into tears. The two of them supported the weak Nighthawk left and right, slowly pulled him up and put him on their bodies.

Ye Ying reluctantly pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, I'm not dead yet! Haha! I didn't die so easily! I still want to protect you!"

Hearing such gentle words from Nighthawk, the two women cried even more sadly. Zhou Zhou cried because he was moved, while Huo Ying cried because of what Nighthawk said. Because the only person he really protected was Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou reluctantly put away his tears and said tremblingly: "Let's go! Leave here and find landmines and the others!"

Nighthawk nodded. Just as he was about to take a step, suddenly! A loud noise came from the smoke and dust opposite. Countless tables, chairs and benches piled up in one place suddenly flew around. The impact on the bulkhead made another loud noise.

The three Nighthawks saw in horror, their faces were covered in gray, and half of their bodies were stained with blood. They slowly crawled from the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched coldly, and the white blade in his hand pointed at Nighthawk again.

Mengtian's voice was as unpleasant as a night owl, and he no longer had the coolness of the past: "Boy! You are so amazing! I didn't expect that in this world, there are people who can hurt me besides the people I respect! Haha! But you can only hurt me! But you can't kill me! Hahaha!"

Meng Tian raised his head and laughed wildly, his laughter was extremely terrifying! He lowered his head and said miserably: "Let me take this sword to end the lives of the three of you together! Let you know how powerful there is between heaven and earth!"

Mengtian slowly raised the white blade and gently drew a circle. The knife circle that was secretly in line with the Heavenly Dao was even more round than the one that Matsumoto drew! The wind was once again inspiring the wind around Mengtian, but this time, not only around him, but all the surrounding restaurants were covered by this inexplicable wind. The three of them could not even open their eyes.

The white blade with supreme light drew a huge circle with Mengtian's body as the center. Mengtian's white light was sucked and spitted, and it turned into one with the entire knife style. The virtual and real could not tell where the body was.

"Boy!" Meng Tian's voice came from the white light in a vague way, making people unsure whether it was a real person's voice: "Today I will let you see the carelessness of the sword technique! Why!"

"Is it a killing heaven and earth?" Nighthawk said in horror! Although he had never seen the power of this sword, he could already know from the name that what would be left between heaven and earth after this sword!

Meng Tian laughed wildly and said, "You have quite a lot of knowledge! You can actually know this sword technique! It's good, it's just to cut the world! Cut off the connection between heaven and earth, and cut off all bonds in the world! Let me use this peerless knife to cut off your head!"

The white light seemed to burst open instantly. A huge white light column hit the Nighthawks and the other two. The tables and chairs passing by were broken, and the bulkheads were broken, and nothing could stop the knife even for a moment!

Nighthawk lifted up all his strength in his right hand and raised the Batian Sword desperately. He drew a knife circle in front of him with his new sword technique! The airflow in the knife circle was surging, closely connected with his strength.

But just now, the white light column had already hit hard and hit hard on the knife circle formed by the nighthawk. The white light dissipated, and only Meng Tian's smile was still there!

The mine did not dare to be careless, so he grabbed Shimada, who was still trembling, and walked. Without taking two steps, he couldn't help but turn his head and whisper: "Catch up quickly! We'll wait for you in front! The boat doesn't wait for anyone!"

The ghost hand turned half of his face, smiled rare, and said softly: "You are so long-winded. Let's go!" The landmine stopped talking and escorted Shimada with the team members, hurriedly walking towards the road he came.

Matsumoto and the tank leaned tightly behind the ghost hand, looking at the bloody Rakshasa with fleshy faces angrily, and their teeth were clenched. They wanted to go up and tear the vampire to pieces now.

The poisonous spider smiled softly and said, "It seems that the mission has failed! Blood Rakshasa! I'm leaving here for you! I'll leave first!" After saying that, he smiled at the ghost hands and turned around and ran towards the endless passage behind him.

Xue Luosha looked at the three people in front of her with a smile, licked her lips and said, "I haven't drunk blood for a few days. Since you are here, let me drink enough today! You ran away last time, but today, I can't escape!"

There were suddenly two daggers between the ghost hand's hands. He looked at the Blood Rakshasa coldly and said in a stern tone: "Run? I don't plan to run, I'm afraid! You should be afraid!"

Blood Rakshasa laughed loudly, revealing rows of red fangs. The air was filled with fishy smell, and a strong bloody smell instantly filled the narrow space, making people want to vomit when they smelled it. I don’t know how long it took this guy to have not brushed his teeth.

Tank roared: "Laughing at your grandma! I'll send you to the ground later. Let's laugh when I beat us two brothers!"

"Boom!" The ghost-headed sword hit the floor in front of Xue Luosha! I couldn't stand his huge power, and the floor was smashed into a deep pit. Xue Luosha said furiously: "You nigger! Although I don't like drinking black blood! But since you are so arrogant, I will open it with you today!"

As he said that, his figure flashed and ran towards the tank as if he was taking off a rabbit. He held the ghost-headed knife in both hands and smashed it hard at the tank.

But although he was quick, the tank was not a vegetarian. He moved his body to the right and avoided the catastrophe in an inability to dodge. But before he could even gladly avoid the fatal knife, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and Blood Rakshasa kicked him hard.

"I told you to be crazy anymore, get out of here!" Xue Luosha roared and exerted force under her feet. The tank weighing more than 200 pounds was kicked into the sky like a ball! It hit the bulkhead more than three meters away before it fell down.

Matsumoto hurriedly ran to check! The tank vomited blood in his mouth, but was kicked so hard that he could not move for the time being. Matsumoto turned his head viciously, stood up, pulled out the knife, and was about to rush towards the Blood Rakshasa!

Suddenly, one hand held Matsumoto, who was angry and rushing to the crown. The ghost hand was already blocking the angry Matsumoto. He looked at the Blood Rakshasa tightly and said coldly: "I will avenge those friends! Don't forget, we are all friends who have experienced life and death! They are your brothers and mine!"

Matsumoto and the tank lying on the ground were stunned. But the ghost hand did not look back. They could not see the ghost hand now! They just knew that this man, who was as mysterious as ghosts and gods, was about to launch his most powerful attack.

Blood Rakshasa laughed and said, "Your tone is so big! No one in this world can kill me. Unless you use a cannon to bombard me. As long as my body is still there, I will never die!"

The red tide on the pale face of the ghost hand began to surge quickly! The blood-red eyes shot at the Blood Rakshasa again, which shocked the dirty man who had been with blood all day long, and thought to himself: "Who is he? Why is his eyes so terrifying and sharp!"

The ghost hand said coldly: "Is that so? Then let me see how you can't kill me! How many times do you have to kill you so that you can clearly get rid of this world!"

"Boy! You're looking for death!" Xue Luosha screamed! He was the most unwilling tolerant of others' provocation in his life because he was ugly and practiced this evil skill. People often hate him. Since he cannot get the respect of the world, everyone must be afraid of him. As long as he does not face him, he will only end up dead.

Xue Luosha waved the ghost head knife and roared at the ghost hand. The ghost hand suddenly disappeared, and the ghost movement played a role in this narrow space. It passed by Xue Luosha's body. Xue Luosha's fierce sword force suddenly slashed the sky and smashed it hard on the bulkhead where the ghost hand was standing just now. The huge force slashed the bulkhead deeply into the depression.

Xue Luosha put away the knife and looked down. When the ghost hand just passed by, two short knives in his hand kept stabbing two holes! Now blood is gushing, dyeing half of his body red.

But Xue Luosha didn't care at all, and laughed and said to the ghost hand: "I said that no one in this world can kill me! Even if you stab a hundred holes, I can't die! Haha, I see when you can run!"

Xue Luosha once again raised the ghost head knife and chopped it hard at the ghost hand. The ghost hand did not fight him, but just wiped his body and then stabbed two holes hard!

The two of them were just going back and forth, and the Blood Rakshasa kept chasing the ghost hand's figure! But the ghost moves so quickly that even Meng Tian couldn't see clearly in an instant, let alone the Blood Rakshasa, whose martial arts skills are much different.

After a few rounds, the submarine floor was covered with blood. Blood Rakshasa was stabbed dozens of holes by the ghost hand! But the blood on his body seemed to be endless, and it was flowing non-stop! Matsumoto and the tank who were watching were in a hurry! If this continues, the ghost hand will sooner or later force Blood Rakshasa to the corner of the wall and display the power of the ghost movement.

The Blood Rakshasa was extremely furious. He had been stabbed dozens of holes on his body, and he had already felt heartbroken. Although he could not die, the pain that ordinary people could never understand was tormenting him all the time.
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