fairy tales

Chapter 372 The Wounded Immortal (5)
"Huh!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his eyes were full of contempt, as if talking to Chu Liuxiang was a bit insulting to his identity, this fell into Chu Liuxiang's eyes, and it aroused the anger in the latter's heart even more , he stepped on the "God's Illusory Step", with a strange footwork and an unreal figure, he rushed towards the middle-aged man in an instant.

The golden light was poured into both hands, Chu Liuxiang turned his palms into knives, and a row of afterimages flashed by. He had already arrived in front of the middle-aged man. Hearing the sound of "咻", Chu Liuxiang felt a chill run down his back, and cursed, Chu Liuxiang stepped sideways for a few meters on "Shenxu Steps", and immediately ran towards the middle-aged man again.

The middle-aged man couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood. This time, Chu Liuxiang's eyes flashed, and the opportunity was at this moment. He stepped on the "God's Void Step", quickened his pace, and instantly came to the side of the middle-aged man. Turning into a knife, with killing intent leaping in his eyes, he slashed fiercely at the middle-aged man's neck.

With cold eyes like lightning, Chu Liuxiang's golden palm shone, and he slashed fiercely at the middle-aged man's neck.

"Huh!" The middle-aged man snorted again, and blocked with his arm. It seemed that this slight block actually made Chu Liuxiang horrified, and was thrown several meters away by this block.

A chill flashed across Chu Liuxiang's eyes, and he felt the real numbness from the palm of his hand. He felt the extraordinaryness of the 'immortal', but he was already seriously injured, and Chu Liuxiang was full of fighting spirit, his whole body was filled with flames, and he couldn't be killed , or at least seriously injure him.

"Ants and mortals, how dare you fight against me. If I hadn't been seriously injured and could not use spells at will, you would have died under my sword control technique." The middle-aged man was arrogant, talking as if he was superior to others, even though He was seriously injured at this moment, but he still looked down on Chu Liuxiang very much.

"Hmph, a shameless person who pretends to be noble, thinks he is something special, but is just a pitiful bastard who was beaten up by others, and still pretends to be the boss in front of me, he is not ashamed at all." Chu Liuxiang smiled wickedly. With a cry, he said coldly: "If I were you, I would have already entered the cattle PP. How dare I shame people here."

"Ants and mortals, don't be quick with your tongue, today I will take your dog's life."

"Hmph, it's up to you? A cripple who can't even wield a sword, dare to fight with me?" Chu Liuxiang shouted, just now the middle-aged man vomited blood, so the sword control skills frequently broke down, so Chu Liuxiang used this to abuse him, It's also very refreshing.

The middle-aged man couldn't help coughing up another mouthful of blood. With a slightly pale complexion, he looked at Chu Liuxiang indifferently, "I was the boxing champion of Tiangan Continent a thousand years ago. Even if I don't use spells today, I can take your head. You are lucky!" Seeing the demeanor of a boxing champion thousands of years ago, it is a worthy death."

He didn't make any movements, but when he finished speaking, he gave people an extremely strong sense of oppression, and he didn't deliberately force out a strong force. This is a natural momentum!It belongs to the momentum of a boxing champion thousands of years ago.

(End of this chapter)