Douhu slowly opened his eyes.
The King-killing Soul slowly opened his eyes.
Douhu held the dragon-killing giant sword in both hands.
The King Killing Soul held the King Killing Sword in both hands.
Douhu raised his giant sword high above his head.
The King-killing Soul raised the giant sword high above his head.
Wu
The weapon of the fighting tiger melts into a bunch of gray energy.
The weapon of the King Killer Soul also melted into a dark gray line, which rushed straight to the sky, as if it was a page line in the night sky.
The anger of thousands of bones!
Douhu shouted.
boom
On the vertical fold line in the night sky, a vertical crossing horizontal fold line suddenly unfolded.
The folding line quickly widened, as if it was torn a narrow crack in the air, and countless waves of bones piled up in the crack.
roar
This energy wave is like a horizon hanging in the air, or like a giant sword energy sweeping across thousands of troops, roaring and roaring towards the giant spiral horn that rose from the ground.
null
The huge sword energy cut on the spiral giant horn and carved a cross scar in the night sky.
The two scars are pulled and the other grow, and they are difficult to separate.
Countless energy turbulences splashed everywhere, the whole world flickered between dark brown and grayish white, the earth under her feet continued to collapse, and more stones flew into the air.
The two extreme forces could not distinguish between the superiority and inferiority of the two extreme forces, and the Douhu and the angry body were not idle either.
pound
The Douhu stepped on the huge rock under his feet, and turned into a gray-white meteor in the state of possession of the King-killing Soul, rushing towards the anger.
worship
The anger in the form of a giant ox turned into a brown meteor, facing the fighting tiger.
pound
Pounds Pounds
A new round of fighting between father and son began. The two used floating stones as pedals to chase, entangle and collide at high speed, just like two Gemini stars that are closely attracted by water and fire. Both sides want to swallow each other but can only continue to consume themselves.
In the same situation, there is a cross scar engraved on the night sky. Both are exhausting everything and swearing to cut off the other party.
One minute of the battle between heaven and man passed.
Gemini are still entangled and colliding, but their speed and frequency slow down.
The brown giant horns and gray-white sword energy that formed the cross scar failed to cut off the other party, but they lost to their own decay. The light of the two quickly dimmed, the giant tower was collapsing, the sword energy was dissipating, and the stones in the sky began to fall back.
This unwatched game is coming to an end.
Douhu's left hand broke, his right calf disappeared, and several more blood holes appeared on his body. The giant sword in his hand had long disappeared. If it weren't for possession by the King Killing Soul, his body might have fallen apart.
The dead beast was not much angry. Its body was covered with deep, narrow and irreparable sword wounds, and the spiral angle on its forehead was also broken into two pieces, stopping its rotation.
pound
The last time the two Gemini collided violently, accompanied by a dazzling energy flowing, tangled and fell to the ground.
boom
The father and son fell into the huge pit, and a semicircular energy shock wave swept across the ground, instantly burning everything nearby, and briefly dyeing the black, white and gray world into gold.
The two of them almost squeezed themselves out, but they were still fighting.
Perhaps it can no longer be called a battle, but a fight.
The spirit body shape of the King Killing Soul began to shrink and weaken. It barely maintained the broken body of Douhu, and could not even make him stand upright like a human, and eventually transformed into a seriously injured white tiger.
The angry body also began to shrink and weaken, and the brown flames on her body turned into energy tape, barely sealing countless sword wounds, and transforming into a dying bull.
roar
The bull rushed up and flew the white tiger.
pound
The thin Douhu was kicked away by his father and hit the wardrobe behind him. The cabinet door cracked and a pile of old clothes spilled out, all of which were the clothes of his mother during her lifetime.
Don't look at me with this kind of look!Like that bitch!It’s because you are so cowardly because of the blood of that bitch…
The drunk Mark was furious and cursed.
Ah！
The anger that had accumulated for many years finally exploded in Douhu's thin body, and he roared and rushed towards Mark.
roar
The slightly inferior white tiger jumped high, threw the bull to the ground, and bit the bull's neck.
The bull quickly tilted his head and stabbed the white tiger's chin with the half-broken spiral horn on his forehead. The white tiger bit the spiral horn in one bite.
Uh AhAhAh!
The Douhu knocked the drunk Mark to the ground, and his thin arm burst out with amazing strength, constantly hitting Mark's face.
Hahaha!Mark protects his head with both hands: Very good!Fist!Keep blowing your fists!This is my son!
pound
The bull's broken horned eyes were about to be bitten by the white tiger. Its four hooves were shrinking and kicked hard, kicking the white tiger down from its body.
The bull turned over and got up, shook the bloody bull's head, and looked at the white tiger angrily with a dangerous and weak blood in his mouth.
The thin Douhu slowly got up from the ground, and suddenly felt a mouthful of blood fiercely, staring at the tall man in front of him coldly, with only anger in his eyes that could destroy everything.
Come to Ah!Little miscellaneous!Punch Ah!Mark became more excited and stumbled towards the Douhu.
Roar The white tiger roared and pounced on the bull again.
In the dim, messy and messy room, the father and son wrestled together.
Ahahah！
continue!That's your ability!
I'm going to kill you!
Haha, it's up to you little bitch!I am the boxing champion!I will never lose...
The white tiger pounced on the bull again, and the bull struggled to death. The sharp broken horn pierced into the white tiger's chest and broke its roots, leaving it in the white tiger's body forever.
The white tiger's sharp fangs bit the bull's neck.
The drunk man stopped roaring, his mouth was covered in blood, his nose was blue and swollen, and he no longer moved when he lay on the ground.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The boy also waved his thin fists and punched the man's rotten face one by one.
I don’t know when the world will return to black, white and gray.
In the night sky, the slowly collapsed spiral tower failed to truly fall to the ground, so it disintegrated in the air and turned into countless brown energy particles, flying all over the sky.
The surging sword energy piled up by countless white bone corpses was also scattered into countless gray energy particles, occupying the quiet night sky.
These energy particles slowly fade under the gaze of the white moon and turn into flying heavy snow.
In the huge pit full of holes, two broken and cold corpses were lying. The heavy snow covered them ruthlessly, and nothing could be seen in a blink of an eye.
Bang!
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the boy threw the door hard.
The drunk man lay on the floor, his face covered in blood, fainting.
The young man, who was also covered in bruises, threw his mother's relics and beloved model into the brazier in the backyard to burn it.
He packed his luggage casually and left home.
Late at night, the goose feathers were snowing heavily.
The boy carried a heavy luggage, with only a single figure, and his eyes were lonely and stubborn.
He stepped on the snow with deep and shallow feet, and kept swearing in his heart: I will never come back even if I die.
Many years later, the boy returned and died on a snowy night many years ago.
The King-killing Soul slowly opened his eyes.
Douhu held the dragon-killing giant sword in both hands.
The King Killing Soul held the King Killing Sword in both hands.
Douhu raised his giant sword high above his head.
The King-killing Soul raised the giant sword high above his head.
Wu
The weapon of the fighting tiger melts into a bunch of gray energy.
The weapon of the King Killer Soul also melted into a dark gray line, which rushed straight to the sky, as if it was a page line in the night sky.
The anger of thousands of bones!
Douhu shouted.
boom
On the vertical fold line in the night sky, a vertical crossing horizontal fold line suddenly unfolded.
The folding line quickly widened, as if it was torn a narrow crack in the air, and countless waves of bones piled up in the crack.
roar
This energy wave is like a horizon hanging in the air, or like a giant sword energy sweeping across thousands of troops, roaring and roaring towards the giant spiral horn that rose from the ground.
null
The huge sword energy cut on the spiral giant horn and carved a cross scar in the night sky.
The two scars are pulled and the other grow, and they are difficult to separate.
Countless energy turbulences splashed everywhere, the whole world flickered between dark brown and grayish white, the earth under her feet continued to collapse, and more stones flew into the air.
The two extreme forces could not distinguish between the superiority and inferiority of the two extreme forces, and the Douhu and the angry body were not idle either.
pound
The Douhu stepped on the huge rock under his feet, and turned into a gray-white meteor in the state of possession of the King-killing Soul, rushing towards the anger.
worship
The anger in the form of a giant ox turned into a brown meteor, facing the fighting tiger.
pound
Pounds Pounds
A new round of fighting between father and son began. The two used floating stones as pedals to chase, entangle and collide at high speed, just like two Gemini stars that are closely attracted by water and fire. Both sides want to swallow each other but can only continue to consume themselves.
In the same situation, there is a cross scar engraved on the night sky. Both are exhausting everything and swearing to cut off the other party.
One minute of the battle between heaven and man passed.
Gemini are still entangled and colliding, but their speed and frequency slow down.
The brown giant horns and gray-white sword energy that formed the cross scar failed to cut off the other party, but they lost to their own decay. The light of the two quickly dimmed, the giant tower was collapsing, the sword energy was dissipating, and the stones in the sky began to fall back.
This unwatched game is coming to an end.
Douhu's left hand broke, his right calf disappeared, and several more blood holes appeared on his body. The giant sword in his hand had long disappeared. If it weren't for possession by the King Killing Soul, his body might have fallen apart.
The dead beast was not much angry. Its body was covered with deep, narrow and irreparable sword wounds, and the spiral angle on its forehead was also broken into two pieces, stopping its rotation.
pound
The last time the two Gemini collided violently, accompanied by a dazzling energy flowing, tangled and fell to the ground.
boom
The father and son fell into the huge pit, and a semicircular energy shock wave swept across the ground, instantly burning everything nearby, and briefly dyeing the black, white and gray world into gold.
The two of them almost squeezed themselves out, but they were still fighting.
Perhaps it can no longer be called a battle, but a fight.
The spirit body shape of the King Killing Soul began to shrink and weaken. It barely maintained the broken body of Douhu, and could not even make him stand upright like a human, and eventually transformed into a seriously injured white tiger.
The angry body also began to shrink and weaken, and the brown flames on her body turned into energy tape, barely sealing countless sword wounds, and transforming into a dying bull.
roar
The bull rushed up and flew the white tiger.
pound
The thin Douhu was kicked away by his father and hit the wardrobe behind him. The cabinet door cracked and a pile of old clothes spilled out, all of which were the clothes of his mother during her lifetime.
Don't look at me with this kind of look!Like that bitch!It’s because you are so cowardly because of the blood of that bitch…
The drunk Mark was furious and cursed.
Ah！
The anger that had accumulated for many years finally exploded in Douhu's thin body, and he roared and rushed towards Mark.
roar
The slightly inferior white tiger jumped high, threw the bull to the ground, and bit the bull's neck.
The bull quickly tilted his head and stabbed the white tiger's chin with the half-broken spiral horn on his forehead. The white tiger bit the spiral horn in one bite.
Uh AhAhAh!
The Douhu knocked the drunk Mark to the ground, and his thin arm burst out with amazing strength, constantly hitting Mark's face.
Hahaha!Mark protects his head with both hands: Very good!Fist!Keep blowing your fists!This is my son!
pound
The bull's broken horned eyes were about to be bitten by the white tiger. Its four hooves were shrinking and kicked hard, kicking the white tiger down from its body.
The bull turned over and got up, shook the bloody bull's head, and looked at the white tiger angrily with a dangerous and weak blood in his mouth.
The thin Douhu slowly got up from the ground, and suddenly felt a mouthful of blood fiercely, staring at the tall man in front of him coldly, with only anger in his eyes that could destroy everything.
Come to Ah!Little miscellaneous!Punch Ah!Mark became more excited and stumbled towards the Douhu.
Roar The white tiger roared and pounced on the bull again.
In the dim, messy and messy room, the father and son wrestled together.
Ahahah！
continue!That's your ability!
I'm going to kill you!
Haha, it's up to you little bitch!I am the boxing champion!I will never lose...
The white tiger pounced on the bull again, and the bull struggled to death. The sharp broken horn pierced into the white tiger's chest and broke its roots, leaving it in the white tiger's body forever.
The white tiger's sharp fangs bit the bull's neck.
The drunk man stopped roaring, his mouth was covered in blood, his nose was blue and swollen, and he no longer moved when he lay on the ground.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The boy also waved his thin fists and punched the man's rotten face one by one.
I don’t know when the world will return to black, white and gray.
In the night sky, the slowly collapsed spiral tower failed to truly fall to the ground, so it disintegrated in the air and turned into countless brown energy particles, flying all over the sky.
The surging sword energy piled up by countless white bone corpses was also scattered into countless gray energy particles, occupying the quiet night sky.
These energy particles slowly fade under the gaze of the white moon and turn into flying heavy snow.
In the huge pit full of holes, two broken and cold corpses were lying. The heavy snow covered them ruthlessly, and nothing could be seen in a blink of an eye.
Bang!
At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the boy threw the door hard.
The drunk man lay on the floor, his face covered in blood, fainting.
The young man, who was also covered in bruises, threw his mother's relics and beloved model into the brazier in the backyard to burn it.
He packed his luggage casually and left home.
Late at night, the goose feathers were snowing heavily.
The boy carried a heavy luggage, with only a single figure, and his eyes were lonely and stubborn.
He stepped on the snow with deep and shallow feet, and kept swearing in his heart: I will never come back even if I die.
Many years later, the boy returned and died on a snowy night many years ago.
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