Invincible monster soldier king

Chapter 912 Immortal Legend
It wasn't the person who was crushed by Xiang Chuan, but the heart.

When the heart is crushed, one becomes an unintentional person, and it will make people feel that one's entire body has been crushed.

In desperation, Xiang Chuan couldn't lift his breath, and fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, with deep fear, obviously he was dying.

It would be strange if he could die with peace.

From Xiangchuan Zheri's point of view, in today's battle, no matter what, he will be the final winner.

Even if the realm is lowered, he can kill Chen Xuanshuang with one sword, and the victory will be his at that time.

What he never expected was that Cheng Yaojin unexpectedly appeared, and his terrifying sword became the introduction for others to wake up. He has spent his whole life making wedding dresses for others. In the end, his heart was crushed by this person.

In short, Kagawa is not reconciled to hiding the sun.

He was still very young, and he was a leader in the Kagawa family of the shogunate kingdom. His future achievements and status would be limitless, so he was unwilling to die like this.

But all the unwillingness disappeared with the disappearance of his life. Even if his eyes are wide open and he is unwilling to die, no one at the scene can take a second look at him.

Everyone's eyes fell on the strong blood clan who suddenly came to the field and changed the situation in the field.

"You... are you really the blood emperor?"

On the other side of the god camp, the blood-robed god looked at the blood-robed strong man in the field in horror. He was originally dry but now he was round and plump. He looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. Asked in disbelief.

Niu Qingshan also had a frightened look on his face, and the surprised look in the eyes of the western old man beside him flashed, replaced by a smile, and he laughed loudly before the blood-blooded man could answer the blood-robed words He smiled and said, "Blood Emperor, you are not dead!"

Blood Emperor looked up at the western old man dressed in noble gentleman, with a very serious expression on his face, as if he was smiling after seeing an old acquaintance, but he didn't seem to be fully used to the state of full muscle and blood on his face, his expression looked extremely stiff , Said: "This emperor has been dead for more than seventy years, and he should be alive again."

"My old friend was able to feign death for more than seventy years with the secret technique of the blood clan, and now he has found an opportunity to regain his life. Such supernatural powers are really admirable." Said the mysterious old man beside Niu Qingshan.

The blood emperor looked at the old man, and said slowly: "Mentouluo, you are also amazing, to have survived to this day. Except for people from my blood clan, there are not many people who can live to your age and still be alive and kicking."

"Mentouluo?"

"What, then... the old man next to Niu Qingshan is a doorman?"

"That Mentouluo? Is it the legendary man who founded God's Punishment in the first place?"

"Besides this person, who else can it be?"

All around, those masters who ventured back to the top of the mountain after the battle all exclaimed.

"The bloody strongman who killed Xiangchuan Zheri turned out to be the Blood Emperor?"

"Yes, it is said that the blood emperor disappeared from the sight of the world decades ago. Many people say that he is dead. How can he still be alive? Can people of the blood clan really live forever?"

"Blood Emperor, Mentouluo, oh my god! Didn't these former super terrifying powerhouses disappear? Why did they reappear and are still alive? What's going on?"

For a while, exclamations and discussions continued to spread.

The middle-aged master next to Xiangchuan Zheri looked at the body of his young master with a terrified expression, looking at the strong blood man who killed his master, but he didn't have the courage to rush forward to take revenge.

Katoto tightly grasped the handle of the knife with his left hand, revealing his murderous aura, but his fingers turned white, but he still didn't really draw the knife.

Blood Emperor, Men Touluo.

Any one of these two people was once the real king of the underground world.

In that era when the whole world was in turmoil, the blood emperor once followed the demon who launched the world war in the north and south, annihilating countless countries, bloodbathed thousands of miles, and left a great reputation.

It was also in that era that Mentouluo's network of powerful people from all walks of life formed God's Punishment, both good and evil, and even fought head-on with the invincible dark army led by the Blood Emperor.

Not to mention the people present, even the parents and grandparents of these people can only call themselves juniors in front of these two terrifying giants in the West.

So in the face of these two western giants, the samurai beside Katoto and Kagawa Jahi, as well as the masters of all martial arts families and sects in the island country, did not have the slightest fighting spirit.

The dark hell and God's divine punishment in the past are not inferior to the ancient kingdom of the Shogunate.

Even the forces of the shogunate were forced to leave the secular world due to various reasons, and they were hidden from the world. How could the ordinary martial arts people in the island country dare to compete with these two powerhouses?
In the eyes of everyone who knew the history of the past, Mentouluo and Xuedi were no longer human beings, but gods.

They have long been legends, already legends, and now they have reappeared before the eyes of the world, so they are myths of immortality, legends of immortality.

At least, in the scene, no force dared to openly challenge these two people.

Even though this is Mt. Fuji, the territory of the island country, and all the people in the island country's martial arts are here, they dare not provoke these two killing gods.

The exclamations and discussions around could not affect the emotions of Mentouluo and Xuedi at all.

The Blood Emperor and Mentouluo looked at each other for a while, and asked, "Why are you here today?"

"He." Mentouluo looked calm, didn't point at anyone, just glanced at Chen Xiaodao.

The blood emperor let out an oh, nodded and said, "I guess you came for him too."

"What about you?" Mentouluo asked.

"I'm also here for this kid." The Blood Emperor said, looking at Chen Xiaodao.

Chen Xiaodao was on the field, stared at by two seemingly awesome legends, and felt an inexplicable sense of oppression and tension on his body.

However, from these two people, he did not feel the killing intent.

At least, although these two people might have come for him, they didn't mean to kill him.

But even so, Chen Xiaodao was very upset, looked at the blood emperor and said, "Why do you want me?"

"I heard that someone can be resurrected from the dead and is not afraid of the blood poison of my blood clan. Of course, this emperor wants to see it with his own eyes, and even verify it on the spot." Said the blood emperor.

"So, you are the same?" Chen Xiaodao asked Mentouluo.

In fact, Chen Xiaodao also vaguely guessed the purpose and intention of Xuedi and Mentouluo looking for him.

When I was in the United States, it was discovered that my blood type was different from all blood types found in human history.

Later, after being injured by Diss' blood poison, he came back from the dead.

No matter which point it is, it is enough to make people have a strong interest in themselves in order to explore their secrets.

(End of this chapter)