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Volume 2 Laiyan Rebellion Chapter 948 Eat me and kill me for a thousand years

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    A dead quiet space, no wind or rain.

    But at some point, Tang En¡¯s clothes on his back were completely soaked, and he looked as embarrassed as if he had just been fished out of the water.  Wet clothes should cling to the body, causing a sticky discomfort.  But in fact, Tang En's coat was like a flag in the wind, swirling violently

    The wet water stains are not rain, but cold sweat.  It¡¯s not the wind that blows the clothes wildly, it¡¯s the suction!

    The jagged border of the collapsing world is getting closer and closer to Tang En's feet. Although it has not yet reached directly in front of him, the strange power within it has already covered it strongly.  The first thing that bears the brunt is this weird suction force that comes from the abyss of hell and contains the infinite breath of death!

    Tang En, who comes from the present world, certainly knows what this so-called weird suction is really like. It is nothing more than something similar to the suction of a black hole.  You must know that although Wooding and Bamutu have each restricted their killing range, the concept of mysterious space has never been limited to the aspect ratio visible to the naked eye. One grain of sand and one world!  Within the distance of more than a hundred feet in the current scene, there are countless worlds and space passages that have been completely destroyed by the hands of Wooding and the two. In this way, the suction force of this black hole will naturally become more powerful and terrifying

    "Don't talk about Tang En, even Wooding and Bamutu will not be able to escape intact once they are dragged into the boundless space by this endless suction force.

    The situation is already critical!

    What¡¯s even more despairing is that Tang En can¡¯t see any hope of a comeback, because they are fighting in a small world of their own!  To a certain extent, Wooding¡¯s previous words were not arrogant.  But it is an out-and-out fact that as long as the sword is in his hand, who in the world can defeat him?

    "Wu, Ding - you forced me! Come on - let's die together!" With a long roar, Tang En could see the problem, and Bamutu could of course also. Seeing that his painstaking preparations for more than ten years turned out to be  About to be defeated by Wooding's equal means again, Bamutu immediately went crazy, suddenly opened his arms, and roared to the sky.  "Explode! Explode! Explode -"

    A steady stream of pure black energy as rich as ink burst violently around his body.  Bamutu seemed to have become another humanoid monster in the field. His already burly and muscular body suddenly swelled and became hideous and terrifying.  Before Tang En could react, Bamutu stepped out of the way.  Like an arrow from a string, it rushes decisively into the collapsing world.  Break through the encirclement and suppression of sword shadows in the sky.  He threw his body into the bloody mouth of the huge monster head among the ferocious beasts and disappeared.

    The next moment, the situation on the field changed suddenly.  The ferocious alien beast that was suppressed seemed to have eaten some kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure. Not only did the numerous injuries on its huge body recover as before, but even the head of the monster that had been chopped off by Wooding's sword was once again reshaped from the break of its slender neck.  Give birth.  The momentum of the outward release soared, but everyone raised their heads and all the beasts roared!  The terrifying coercion turned into bursts of substantial ripples visible to the naked eye and radiated out, instantly knocking away and crushing the sword shadows all over the sky!

    "Roar¡ª¡ª" The entire collapsing world seems to have become the main battlefield of this ferocious beast, looking around with arrogance and arrogance!

    ¡°Obviously, Bamutu was risking his life, otherwise he wouldn¡¯t have been able to do such a thing as feeding an animal.

    At the moment when the power of the sword in the sky was broken, Wu Ding suddenly bowed down and spat out a large mouthful of blood with a loud sound. His old face turned gray rapidly.  However, his expression remained unmoved, as if he was not surprised by Bamutu's decisive choice.  He just shook his head slightly, took a deep breath, and slowly straightened his back.

    "Perish together? Haha, you are so petty!" The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and his thin old body was instantly covered with a layer of golden helmet and armor, shining brightly, and his power could not be blasphemed, "More than ten years ago, I defeated you with a sword, and more than ten years later, you will do the same.  Defeated by my sword!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out of the way and jumped to the top of the collapsing world.  Waving his hand, the sky was shattered and the stream of light was like stars holding the moon, quickly gathering around him.  Immediately, Wooding's figure disappeared, replaced by a brilliant giant sword that slowly emerged from the dark sky!

    The sharp sword tip, the large and skillful blade, and the sword body covered with simple and mysterious patterns are like a majestic dragon looking into the clouds. Every inch of the body and scales are interpreting the supreme domineering power of the world and the only one who is the only one in the world!

    Bamutu feeds the beast with his body, and Woodin transforms into a sword. This is the last means of attack.

    But it¡¯s only the initial appearance, and the outcome seems to have been decided.  Compared to the majestic and glorious giant sword that swallows mountains and rivers, although the ferocious beast below is not inferior in terms of its huge size, the coercive momentum it exudes is obviously weaker. Even if it roars to the sky and tries its best to show its existence, it cannot change the faintness.  The fact of being overpowered!

    It¡¯s so cruel!  This is not a chance Thinking of the golden helmet and armor that covered Wooding's body before, Tang En was secretly awe-inspiring, knowing that Wooding had used the huge power stored in his body for hundreds of years, and wanted to  The difference between life and death, to end this endless fight.

    Still, lost!

    If Tang En only saw Wooding's intention, then Bamutu, who merged with the ferocious beast, directly saw the outcome of the next battle - he lost, Wooding won!

    Looking up at the glorious atmosphere suspended in the air, it looks like a simple giant sword that has existed here forever.  Bamutu's expression showed strong reluctance and unconcealable regret.  At this moment, Bamutu suddenly knew where he had lost¡ª¡ª

    Continuously sacrificing magical beasts, finding ancient formations, and improving the Wild Beast Art He was too obsessed with the last defeat. Although he had been practicing all the time in the past ten years, he was always thinking about Wu Ding's weaknesses and looking for them.  Ways to defeat the opponent.  But in fact, since he started doing this, he has already fallen into inferiority.

    He should not focus his practice on Wooding, looking for so-called ways to defeat the enemy.  Because that would naturally put him in a weak position and also make him lose his most powerful thing.

    This thing is called the self-confidence of the strong, or the pride that is better than being broken!

    Unfortunately, Bamutu realized it, but it was too late.

    On the contrary, Wooding had already seen through it, so he commented that Bamutu was a petty person!

    ¡­¡­

    "Hahahaha" First he shook his head and laughed, then raised his head and laughed. Bamutu took the lead in taking action. The ferocious beasts all raised their nine huge heads, went up and down, and attacked madly with a tragic momentum, sacrificing their lives.  Shout to heaven and earth, "Wooding, I'm waiting for you in hell!"

    It¡¯s never too late to make amends.

    Bamutu knew that the battle had been lost and he would never be spared.  But from a certain perspective, his invitation to fight this time was not a complete failure.  Because he is the strongest person in the Northern Wilderness, and because this move also contains his hundreds of years of experience.  What's more, Wooding is old.  Therefore, even if Wooding can defeat him in this battle, it will be a miserable victory!

    He stepped into the gate of hell first, and the one who came in later must be Wooding!

    "Okay, let's wait for a while."

    Wooding nodded lightly. He was not pretentious or modest about this victory, nor did he deny Bamutu's inference that this was more like a curse.

    Having lived to his age, he has long lost his sense of awe towards death.

    Wooding just felt a little emotional, feeling that he still won after all.  Furthermore, I feel a little regretful. It is a pity that after this battle, in the short time left, I am destined to be alone, with no opponent in the world Oh, it is also a little regretful.  Because this battle will also disappear a martial arts genius who will definitely surpass his own achievements!

    Thinking of this, Wooding subconsciously squinted his eyes and looked down, looking past the ferocious beasts and casting his gaze on a figure on the periphery of the collapsing world.  Pause, slightly stunned

    The body shape is slightly bowed, leaning forward.  His hands were clasped in front of his chest to form a strange gesture, and his feet were uneven.  He narrowed his eyes and stared at this side.  Tang En's overall body posture looked like a hunting cheetah hiding in the grass, as if he would jump out in the next moment and leap into the air!

    ¡°Is thisgoing to take action?

    Realizing this, Wooding calmly withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention.

    There is no sense of contempt or ridicule. On the contrary, if you really want to say it, Wooding is somewhat appreciative of this choice.  No matter how powerful the enemy is, you should attack without fear. This is a commendable mental attitude!

    Of course, apart from that, there is nothing much to say.

    The gap is too big, like clouds and mud, like heaven and earth, there is no meaning to compare or even care about.

    Isn¡¯t it?

    Finally, after looking at the ferocious beasts rushing towards him below and at Bamutu, Wooding took a slight breath, cleared his mind of distracting thoughts, and pointed his sword finger with an expressionless face.

    Suddenly, the vast giant sword was raised high, like a flying dragon in the wild, looking down at everything.

    The next moment, he suddenly chopped off the front.  Suddenly, a long roar pierced through the clouds across the battlefield,

    "It's now - give me a thousand-year kill!"

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