The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1897 Hard fight
"If you don't want to die, just stay there and don't move."

Po Meng looked directly at the Chaos King without turning her head, her voice was indifferent.

From her tone, she couldn't even hear the affinity of the allies. At best, it was just like a relationship of interests.

"Sorry, this time, I can't listen to you."

Granny Meng frowned.

With the Blade of Dawn as a support, Li Futu once again stood up from the mud with difficulty and resolutely.

"remarkably brave."

The Chaos King sighed, he was obviously the initiator of this war, but he felt a sense of compassion for the world and humanity for no reason.

The corner of Li Futu's mouth was bleeding, but his eyes were full of high-spirited and unyielding fighting spirit.

"Conquering the world is not as easy as you think."

"Oh, is it?"

boom!
Under the cover of wind and thunder.

The Chaos King suddenly disappeared.

Po Meng raised her head, her pupils constricted.

Over the sky.

Like a hallucination, countless Chaos Kings appeared out of thin air, and it was difficult to tell the real from the fake.

Using different fighting postures, they colluded to form an impenetrable lore net, covering Li Futu!

The seemingly cold-blooded Granny Meng didn't stay out of the matter anymore, she jumped up first, and every collision with the "King of Chaos" caused thunderstorms.

However, there are too many avatars of the Chaos King, all false and real, treacherous and unpredictable.

There was lightning and thunder.

Li Futu looked up at the fierce battle in the sky, and suddenly, he turned around sharply, with a resolute and cold expression, holding the Dawn Blade with both hands, and swung it toward the back.

"Shh!"

The air is split.

The sharp streamer flickered, then stopped abruptly.

Unbelievably, the two fingers clamped the Dawn Blade easily.

"A scrapped weapon should be kept away from the battlefield, so why bring it back into the smoke of gunpowder."

With a random twist of the fingers, a power that upends the world suddenly bursts out!

"bass……"

The Dawn Blade spun out, drew a lonely arc, and landed in the muddy water in the distance.

Li Futu's expression was tense, and he immediately stepped forward, leaning forward with his shoulders, trying to crash into the opponent's arms.

Stick to the mountain!
The corner of Chaos King's mouth was smiling, obviously he had the opportunity to react, but he remained motionless.

The two bumped into each other.

"boom!"

Li Futu's face flushed instantly, and he backed up uncontrollably, staggered a few steps, and almost fell into the rain. The severe pain hit the cerebral cortex, and the bones seemed to be shattered.

After experiencing the baptism of Heihe and the tempering of Tongtian Tower, he has not felt this way for a long time.

What stood in front of him just now was not like a person, but like an unshakable mountain.

"If you are stubborn, then don't blame me for being cruel."

The kick was like a drill, and it hit Li Futu's chest wildly and violently. Li Futu rose from the ground, flew to the distance quickly, and fell to the ground hard.

"boom!"

The rain splashed in all directions.

The Chaos King shook his head, as if lamenting the stupidity of his opponent's overreach, but then, the man who should have been exhausted unexpectedly stood up again unbelievably.

He was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Interesting."

In his eyes, this battle between you and me seems to be just a game.

His eyes flickered, he raised his feet and was about to move forward, but a strong wind roared from above his head,

Looking up, he saw a pair of shining purple eyes.

"boom!"

The light wave falling from the sky was like a falling meteorite, engulfing the momentum of a thousand junctures, covering the body of the Chaos King in an instant, smashing the ground into a deep hole.

Po Meng fell to the ground, stared at the deep pit, and after a while, suddenly turned her head.

The Chaos King appeared in another position safe and sound, patted his clothes casually, and was completely unharmed.

Po Meng pursed her lips tightly, and the solemnity in her eyes became more intense.

at this time.

Another battlefield.

As the spiritual leader of more than one billion people, Sage King Saratoga rarely met an opponent.

It was thundering and raining.

His robe was soaked, and the sleeves were torn, no longer the invincible image of human society.

A young man slashed his sword in front of him with an indifferent expression. Just one person, but he created a deterrent force comparable to thousands of troops.

The majestic momentum is even worse than that of the Holy King Saratoga!

Disciple grandson!

From the fight to the present, it has gone through dozens of rounds, but the two have never said a word, and there is no verbal communication.

"bass……"

Swinging the thick broken knife, the thick rain curtain was cut off in an instant, and there was a gap that violated harmony.

There was no sympathy between the strong and the strong. Gaisun, who was in a stalemate, had exhausted his patience, and strode forward with a knife in his hand. Every step he took, his momentum would increase by one point!
At three meters away, he jumped up, his shape was like a dragon, his hands were clasped together, his eyes were indifferent, his body bent in an explosive arc, and he was in the state of smashing Huashan!
The situation made people shudder and feel their scalp tingle.

If someone who is not determined runs into him, he may be overwhelmed by Gaisun's aura, lose his fighting spirit, stop resisting, and wait for death on the spot.

The holy king raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, held the scepter tightly in his right hand, rotated it upwards, and placed it horizontally above his head, and then attached his left hand to it.

"Chong!"

The golden light shines!

With the loud noise that shattered the eardrums, the Holy King's knees slightly bent, and the ground under his feet instantly collapsed.

The surging and turbulent impact force swept through the whole body quickly through the scepter like a stormy wave hitting the shore.

Sheng Wang held his breath, suppressed the boiling blood, and turned from defense to offense. Seizing this rare opportunity, the Zijin scepter roared and swung forward brazenly.

"boom!"

The scepter successfully hit Gaisun's abdomen, but the strength was insufficient due to the numbness of his hands. Although Gaisun was repelled, he did not suffer much damage.

The breath he held was finally relaxed, and Saint King Saratoga coughed uncontrollably, and glaring blood overflowed from his mouth.

Gai Sun frowned slightly, and looked down at his abdomen, the faint pain made his eyes flicker.

The last time he teamed up to deal with the commander of the human race coalition army, but failed in the end, he took it as a shame.

He doesn't allow another person in the human race to compete with him!
The murderous intent in his heart soared, Gai Sun shot up, his feet jogged the ground, tumbling in the air, directly spanning a distance of several meters, and at the same time as his body fell to the ground, the thick and heavy knife once again took the head of the Holy King with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The style of play is extremely violent and burst!

The Holy King didn't choose to resist any more, and took two dangerous steps aside at the critical moment.

The heavy broken knife passed by and chopped on the ground.

The ground was overwhelmed, like a hard-hit ice surface, and a crack appeared in an instant.

With such a high-intensity offensive, ordinary people would probably be unable to handle it, but the terrifying thing about Gai Sun is that he seems to be tireless.

One blow failed, he raised the broken knife and continued to dance. His weak body did not know why such a terrifying explosive power was brewing, and he did not give the holy king a chance to breathe.

In the bitter wind and rain.

The sound of bursting golden swords resounded endlessly.

(End of this chapter)