Pfft!!
Emperor Luo used the power of nature to protect himself. He also had equipment on him, so this time, Xiatian only cut his head.
But at the same time, emperor Luo's military knife slashed across Xiatian's face.
Drip!!
Blood flowed down Xiatian's face.
Qian Luo's second attack came. Clearly, he wanted to use this opportunity to kill Xiatian.
"Don't come over!!" Emperor Luo shouted.
"Hm?" Qian Luo frowned.
"I'm a man. I'm one of the top ten SS-ranked mercenaries. I've done enough despicable things today. I'm going to have a real duel with him. You're not allowed to interfere." Emperor Luo looked at Qian Luo and said. He knew what he had done today.
Before, he had wanted to kill Xiatian with Qian Luo.
But now, the pride in his heart finally exploded.
Even if he died in battle, he didn't want to fight like a coward anymore.
"Are you crazy? Can't you see that he's different from others? "Qian Luo reprimanded.
He knew how much face he had lost today. But to him, the winner was king and the loser was a bandit. As long as he could survive, Xiatian's name would soon be buried in the river of history.
"I know. Qian Luo, don't you understand? We've already lost this battle. "Emperor Luo's face was solemn.
"No, we haven't lost. As long as we kill Xiatian, we still have a chance to redeem ourselves." Qian Luo said.
"No, Thousand Pervert, in this battle, our experts died in battle, our cities were destroyed, and all those who worshipped and feared you were separated from their families. Our own forces have been completely disintegrated, and our reputation has been tarnished for ten thousand years. Even if we want to rebuild our own forces, you can ask everyone here if they're willing to follow us. We're already old, and it's the stage for the young. However, I still want to avenge my brothers. I want to kill him with my own hands. Even if I really die in battle, I'll still be able to answer to my brothers." Emperor Luo suddenly came to an understanding at this moment.
Emperor Luo suddenly understood everything.
They had lost.
Even if they killed Xiatian, no one here would acknowledge them.
Even if they rebuilt their own forces, who would be willing to follow them?
Even if someone followed them, would they dare to accept it?
What's more, the people closest to them had died. What was the point of them living?
"No, Emperor Luo, you can't think like that. Work with me. Let's kill him together. Then, we can join forces and rebuild our own forces." Qian Luo shouted.
"If you come any closer, I'll fight you first!" Emperor Luo looked at Qian Luo.
Seeing Emperor Luo's expression, Qian Yin finally understood that Emperor Luo had already made up his mind.
Clap!
Thunderous applause rang out from the crowd.
Although they had scolded Emperor Luo before, at this moment, they felt that Emperor Luo was finally a man.
"Emperor Luo, are you crazy?" Qian Luo shouted anxiously.
"Luo, I" Emperor Luo's Luo Luo "Luo's's Luo's his" Luo "Emperor Luo"
"What?" Qian Luo's expression changed. He finally understood what had happened.
Emperor Luo had lived his life for his son.
The reason he had become a powerful assassin organization was to earn money for his son.
He only had one wife and one son.
His wife had died of illness after helping him build his empire, leaving behind only one son.
His son had been weak since he was young and had a violent temperament.
He had to use an endless supply of treasures to maintain his son's life.
But he had just received news that his son was dead. Although he didn't know who killed his son, he blamed it all on Xiatian.
"I will avenge my son with my own hands. I will avenge my dead brothers. I will kill whoever dares to interfere." Emperor Luo's eyes were bloodshot. At this moment, he had gone mad. He had truly gone mad.
Xiatian looked at Emperor Luo quietly.
This was war.
Once it erupted, people would die.
Countless people would hate Xiatian, but Xiatian had to fight this battle.
He couldn't hide and be a coward because he was afraid of being hated. He couldn't send his brothers to their deaths because he was afraid of being hated.
"I, Xiatian, will bear all the hatred. Since you want to avenge your son and brothers, then come." Xiatian swung his right hand and threw the diamond-grade saber to the ground.
Clang!!
Emperor Luo also threw the stiletto in his hand to the ground.
Bang!
Then, the two men's fists collided.
Rumble!!
The other fist landed on the opponent's body. Both of their bodies were pushed back by the powerful impact. However, the moment they were pushed back, both of them stopped and rushed forward. The two of them took all of the power and did not try to dissipate the force at all.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just like that, the two of them started to exchange blows here and there.
Neither of them dodged, neither of them dodged. They just fought here and there.
At that moment, both of them were covered in blood. All kinds of power flew everywhere.
In an instant, the two of them were a bloody mess.
They were more ruthless!!
The two of them were competing to see who was more ruthless. Everyone else was silently watching the violent battle between the two of them. Both of them were very fast, they didn't want to let the other party take advantage of them.
Just like that.
Ten minutes.
Thirty minutes!!
One hour!!
Three hours!!
The two of them fought for a full three hours. At that moment, the flesh on their hands was gone. All that was left were bones. Their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. Their bodies were covered in wounds. Blood flowed all over the ground. Neither of them had any intention of retreating or stopping. They just kept hitting each other like that.
The Great Sky Foothill Pills in Xiatian's mouth were all gone.
It had to be said that if it weren't for the Great Sky Foothill Pills, he wouldn't have been able to hold on.
Bang!!
Xiatian punched Emperor Luo and forced him to retreat ten steps!!
He won!!
Xiatian won in the competition of ruthlessness.
After three hours, the winner was finally decided.
"Motherf * cker, let's die together!!" Emperor Luo clenched his fists and began to retreat.
He lost in the competition of ruthlessness, but he still had a trump card.
That was the profound meaning of an SS-rank mercenary. The profound meaning of an SS-rank mercenary who passed the second door.
Next, he would use this move to kill Xiatian.
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