Urban divine farmer medical immortal

This battle has attracted countless people's attention. Whether it's on the spot or through live video, people's hearts are full of emotion.

Su Laomo is not strong enough, but the opponent reaper is too strong.

In the sky above the West Lake, Victoria the reaper, as if invincible God of war, stands aloof, with a look of awe on his face, and his wings are slightly agitating, overlooking Southern Jiangsu below.

"Sunan, you're proud enough to be able to take me 100 punches, but you shouldn't kill the strong British."

Sunan wiped the blood from his mouth, and there was no frustration of failure on his face, nor the frustration of death in the war. His face was as flat as ever, and he still looked indifferently at Vittorio the reaper in the air.

"If you want to kill me, I'm afraid your fist is not hard enough."

"Ha ha ha!"

Victorio, the reaper, laughs and looks down: "Sunan, dying, you are still talking fast. After I blow you up, you still have such a tone."

They shook their heads. No one paid attention to Sunan's cruel words, because they knew that Sunan was at the end of his rope in the face of reaper, the old congenital king.

The cruel words are just angry words.

"Whoosh!"

All they heard was the sound of breaking through the air. The Reaper's dark strength in the air condensed into a full moon scimitar. The edge of the scimitar emitted bloody light. The whole sky of the West Lake was covered with blood.

"What happened to the West Lake? Why did the sky turn bloody?"

This scene, which could not be concealed at all, was soon discovered by the public.

"Is there any monster on the West Lake?"

On the forum, someone guessed.

"You are short-circuit upstairs. If there are monsters in this society, I will become a monk immediately."

As soon as the monster's comments came out, someone immediately refuted them.

"In my opinion, it must be air pollution. Damn, there is gray haze over the capital every day, and there is nothing strange about red haze in the West Lake."

This remark has aroused the agreement of many people.

However, at this time, an ID named gentle scum sent out a post, which said: "this is likely to be caused by two super experts in the competition."

"I wipe, are you a fool, master? Why don't you talk about immortals

"I suggest you go to a mental hospital and treat your brain well. Don't bewitch people here."

Sven scum looks at the recovery of the post below, with some anger on his face. When he is about to refute, suddenly the killer forum website that he entered last time rings. Maybe there is something on it.

Just enter killer forum website, see the headline of forum network.

"Reaper, kill Su Laomo in Huaxia West Lake!"

There is also a video link below.

Sven scum heart surprised, is really guessed by their own, hastily point open video.

"Is that him?"

The gentle scum's heart suddenly shrinks. He will never forget the figure of Sunan. The last time he killed two martial arts masters in Jingcheng Town, it's as if it happened yesterday.

However, at present, Southern Jiangsu has been in the downwind, and there is no power to fight back in the hands of the reaper.

When he opened the information about the reaper, he was very angry.

"Damned bastard, he swaggered in China more than a hundred years ago, and now he dares to be reckless in China and kill him!"

"Sunan, you must hold on and kill him!"

The eyes of the gentle scum turned red, clenched his fists, and his nails fell into the flesh.

"I can't. how can we all help Sunan?"

The gentle scum was so angry that he didn't want to go there in person.

He didn't expect that this kind of struggle between different levels, let alone ordinary people, would not help even the master level masters. The rest of the two men's fighting would be enough for the master level masters to bear.

Apart from the experts of the same level, no one else can intervene in the struggle between the congenital kings.

"Sunan, you are not su Laomo, you are not Laomo, how can you die in his hands."

Gentle scum heart unwilling to roar, eyes staring at the live video.

"Sunan, die!"

Vittorio the Reaper waved his cutlass in his hand.

"Boom!"

There was no noise in the area of tens of miles, and it was completely drowned by the sound of the sword. The endless water under the West Lake seemed to be boiling, shaking and restless, and the fist strength had not yet fallen. It was terrifying and suffocating. People who were watching the battle or watching the live video could not help but suffocate.

"Vittorio the Reaper didn't do his best just now?"

Countless people were shocked.

I thought that when Victoria the Reaper beat Sunan, he had already burst out all his strength. No one thought that this knife was his peak blow.

"After that, I'm afraid it will become history."

Li Xiaotian looks at the video and raises his mouth.

Next to him, the son of Gaoshan also nodded in favor of Vittorio's knife. Even he was not sure to take it, let alone an injured Sunan.

"Hoo

Sunan waved.

All of a sudden, the surrounding sea water seems to have encountered something, as if there is life in general to escape everywhere, and Sunan's feet, is empty.

"Sunan, don't be afraid to resist. Do you know how the name of the Reaper comes from? It's because of the Reaper's blade in my hand. There are five congenital kings who died under this knife, and you are the sixth."

As Victoria the Reaper spoke, his figure flashed and swooped down like lightning.

The power of the innate King burst out from him.

This shock cannot be described in words.

The red machete, like the blade of death, wiped off the neck of Sunan.

"I'm afraid it's three times the speed of sound."

Countless people smack their tongue.

Even those technical personnel who are far away in the workshops of special departments in various countries to analyze the combat effectiveness of the two are also big. How can human beings be so powerful.

Such speed is only possessed by the super weapons of the great powers in the world.

But now from a human body, this is a miracle.

Sunan stands on the West Lake, with his right hand raised slowly.

His eyes tightened, and he was still staring at the diver.

All of a sudden, Sunan blasted out three punches one after another, scattering the sword in front of him. With each blow, everyone felt a shaking on the ground, as if a huge stone had fallen from the air.

"It's terrible The people on the shore of the lake were pale and retreated one after another.

"Sunan, you should die."

The harvester has been half a meter in front of Sunan. The distance between the machete and Sunan's neck is only a few centimeters. For the congenital king, this distance is just a very short moment.

"After that, the victory is decided!"

Many people trembled.