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Chapter 853 The drunkard dies, who is next? The rest of the people will eventually come to an end
On the top of Peach Mountain, the sword light flashed randomly. There was no intention of vertical or horizontal direction, but it looked extremely sharp and strange. Those sharp sword intentions passed through the drunkard's own armpits, and some even passed between his legs, stabbing Xu Xin.

Xu Xin's "incarnation" caught the drunkard, a "distanceless" person, and made it impossible for him to escape, so this coward could only be forced to fight head-on.

The drunkard's swordsmanship is extremely weird, and it always appears in very strange ways. The horizontal sword seems to be killing himself, but the sword edge passes from the neck, and it stabs Xu Xin between the eyebrows perfectly.

Anyone would want to avoid such a sword, even instinctively, looking at the approaching shadow of the sword in his eyes, he would want to avoid it, but Xu Xin did not.

It was as if he was the embodiment of not being afraid of death, as if he didn't even see the drunkard's sword and punched it hard.

With a crisp snap, the drunkard's sword broke and more blood flowed from his body.

The drunk screamed furiously, unable to hide his pain.

There was a loud bang, rocks flew everywhere, and smoke filled the air. The drunkard broke out. He held the wine bottle in his left hand and the broken sword in his right hand, fighting Xu Xin crazily again and again.

But it's useless, it can't be beaten at all.

The level of drunkards and butchers is very high, but as Liu Bai said, if they can't raise their fighting spirit, they are just two pieces of rotten meat.

Rotten meat is rotten meat. It is impossible to be forced into a desperate situation and fight hard to become the best all of a sudden. Although they are originally the best in cultivation, people who have been cowarded for too long will show a sense of cowardice even if they try their best. Too much trash.

"Butcher, kill Haotian. We will also take away her divinity and seize the throne."

The drunkard suddenly became wiser at this moment of life and death.

He realized that the last bit of divinity in Sangsang's body was the key. If Xu Xin got it, he could immediately ascend to the Kingdom of God, or he could directly replace it and become the new "Heaven".

If the viewer obtains it, he may be able to take back the seven volumes of the Heavenly Book in Xu Xin's hands, replace them with Xu Xin's, and ascend to the Kingdom of God to fight for a chance.

If he and Butcher got it, they might be able to seize the throne, or there might be a possibility of forcing Xu Xin to negotiate with them and let them go.

The drunkard stared at Sangsang with hatred, unable to remain calm. He had been injured in the battle and had been vomiting blood slightly. Now looking at her, blood overflowed from the corners of his lips again in his excitement.

When he first saw her in the town, he knelt in front of her, touching his forehead to the ground, trembling all over, humble to the extreme, because she frightened him.

He had been hiding from her in the human world for countless years, and the fear of Haotian had haunted him for countless years, causing his spirit to decay and penetrate into his bones, making it impossible to get rid of that fear.

At this moment, his body was trembling slightly. He knew clearly that she had become very weak now. He knew clearly that this was his best chance to defeat Haotian, so he made up his mind to take action, but in the end...

He couldn't take action because he was afraid in his heart, but also because Xu Xin was still fighting with him next to him, so he called the butcher, hoping that the butcher would take action.

Sangsang looked at the butcher who came to her quickly, with a calm expression, but she naturally felt like she was looking down from a high place, like God looking at ants in the world, just like looking at a dog.

The drunkard saw her eyes from the distance and suddenly laughed loudly.

His laughter was a little crazy, a little crazy, a little fierce, but full of arrogant killing intent. His emotions were very complex, so complex that no matter how delicate the language is, it is difficult to describe.

A serf became a master and began to do some beastly things to his master's daughter. A student pushed his annoying teacher down... It was a similar wonderful feeling. The humility and fear that had once turned into an almost crazy pleasure and joy. Craving for abuse.

The drunkard watched the butcher's knife approaching Sangsang, imagining that everything would soon become reality. His body was shaking, this time not because of fear, but because of excitement. The drunkard laughed loudly, even to tears. In the crazy laughter, the sword in his hand danced even more sloppily. Whether it was stepping or flat elbow movements, they all appeared extremely exaggerated, like a dance.

Sangsang waved his hand, and a clear light fell in front of him like a water curtain, building his own world.

The butcher's knife fell, and the power close to the immortality of the Seventh Realm was poured into the knife. There was a crisp sound, and the world in front of Sangsang was shattered.

She was so weak that she could barely resist because Xu Xin seemed to be trapped, allowing her to regain a little bit of strength.

After the puff, there was deathly silence between heaven and earth. Sangsang lowered his head and looked at the sharp edge of the butcher knife that came in front of him. She frowned slightly, as if she was a little surprised, and there was some confusion in her eyes.

No one could break her world before, even the invincible swordsman Liu Bai could not break her world. Even Xu Xin could only use seven volumes of heavenly books to forcibly take away her power.

But now, the Butcher has done it, not because he is stronger, but because she has become weaker, so weak that it is difficult to even take action.

"Hahaha...she is really dying."

The drunkard screamed strangely, summoned the immeasurable breath of heaven and earth with the immeasurable realm, and poured it into the sword's edge.

A stream of wine with a strong aroma spewed out from the pot on the drunkard's waist, forming an infinitely thick waterfall. The wine fell into the water, and the sword light in the pot danced wildly. Seeing how weak Haotian was, he felt hope in his heart and the idea of ​​​​survival. Next, a stronger combat power will be unleashed.

"You are already a homeless person. You can't even be called a human being. You are just a piece of rotten flesh lingering on. What's the point of living?"

Opposite the drunkard, Xu Xin suddenly said calmly, and a sharp sword light bloomed in his palm, stabbing straight at the drunkard.

There was a soft sneer, and a sharp sword tip struck the drunkard. It was an invincible sword. The edge of the sword was cold, and the sword's intention was condensed and clear.

The sword transformed by Sword Saint Liu Bai made the drunkard suddenly turn pale and feel great fear.

He screamed sharply and quickly moved his body to retreat, but the sword came faster.

The drunkard is indeed one of the fastest people in the world, but he is too close to Xu Xin, and one foot in front of him is the sword master Liu Bai's sword.

The drunkard was in great pain, his eyes were shocked and confused, even a little confused. The sword came too fast and steeply, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

He vaguely understood that this was Liu Bai's sword. Yes, in this world, only Liu Bai's sword could be so decisive. So fast, so leaving no room for retreat.

If this sword is used, even if he is a drunkard, he will be seriously injured. This sword cut off 90% of his vitality and shattered his snow mountain energy and sea.

The drunkard's face was pale, and the fighting spirit he had regained was gone. The only thought in his mind was to run.

He didn't want to die, he wanted to escape.

But it was too late. When the sword edge stabbed the drunkard, everything was over. If he had not possessed the realm of distance, he would not have been able to make so many actions in this breath. But after one breath, the drunkard's A line of blood appeared between the head and neck.

The drunkard dies, he is the first, who is next? The remaining people will eventually come to an end. The remaining people will eventually come to an end.

(End of this chapter)