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Chapter Fifty-Seven: The End of the Legend of the Demon God(2/3)

"Yes - two ordinary people in the true sense cannot call the wind and rain, and cannot stop time!"

Thunder God said: "I understand a little bit. So, Wushuang killed you after you all became ordinary people."

The God of Martial Arts said in grief and anger: "After he turned into Chengren, he was a young man in his prime, and I was an old man in his 70s!"

Wushuang could understand and sneered: "The situation is still the same now, you are in trouble again!"

The God of Martial Arts snorted and said, "Not necessarily, in order to prevent you from doing this, I have learned a lot of human martial arts over the years. You are the one who is unlucky this time!"

I finally understand why the God of Martial Arts has become a martial arts master...

Wushuang said: "It's a coincidence, I have learned a lot."

The two of them stood face to face, which was a bit like a close distance from the end of the world. This thousand-year-old opponent finally met.

I puzzled: "It turns out that Wushuang's ability is this, so how did he die in the first place?"

Sun Manlou said on the side: "You are stupid, you are Wushuang's unlucky ability. He made a profit when he met the God of Martial Arts, but the same is true, the second-rate characters in the two gods can easily kill him, so Wushuang's ability is from

If we don’t talk to anyone, we will not know. In this life, after he lost his memory, he would only know the secret. "

Over there, the God of Martial Arts carefully rolled up the sleeves on his arm, Wushuang took off his suit and put it aside. Both of them dared not take this battle lightly. I was still worried about Wushuang. It seems that the God of Martial Arts is not easy to deal with, whether it is human or god, it is difficult to deal with.

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The first attack was the God of War. The old man was killed by Wushuang in extreme cowardice. He was deeply resentful of blood. He finally couldn't hold back. He grabbed him in an eagle claw posture with his palm, his legs one in front and one behind, half-arched,

Extremely fierce.

Wushuang leaned over and kicked fiercely at the lower body of Wushuang with one leg. Wushuang's eagle claws sank with the momentum. He was about to grab Wushuang's feet. Wushuang quickly retreated, sucked his chest and shrugged his shoulders-"Bah!" He spitted at Wushuang's saliva and spitted at Wushuang's god.

The face of

The poor martial god, with his natural talent and lifelong diligence and hard work, is also considered a top master among human warriors, but he has never seen such a move. He hurriedly lowered his head and still took Wushuang's kick on the base of his thigh.

The God of Martial Arts took a few steps back and said furiously: "What kind of kung fu are you doing?"

Wushuang said calmly: "Women's self-defense."

The God of Martial Arts' nose is not the nose, the face is not the face, and said: "What are you doing as a man who is learning the self-defense technique for women?"

Wushuang said calmly: "I teach this."

Ye Zi helped me and said, "Wu Shuang has this ability, so I have to learn more from him in the future."

I said: "Wushuang has already summarized it. The general outline of women's self-defense is 'indestructible, only eggs cannot be broken'. This is actually a painful skill."

At this time, the Martial God has fought with Wushuang for dozens of rounds. The martial God's kung fu has been very close. Aside from the outsiders can see that he has gained the essence of traditional martial arts, but Wushuang is not showing any weakness. He will not say that his fists and feet are cruel.

When I was free, I spit and scratched, and Lu Siniang Yan Yongchun possessed me. After a while, Wushuang became more and more brave as he fought. The war god gradually became more and more defensive. I saw that the martial god who had degenerated into a pure human could not keep up with his physical strength. After all, he had already

He is an old man over 70 years old and has a disability. The wisdom god on his back can help him deal with Apo, but he can't deal with Wushuang, but instead becomes a burden. He could avoid a kick that could only be 3 inches lower, but now he has to

6 inches lower, and the energy consumption is huge.

After more than a dozen more encounters, the martial god wanted to hold Wushuang's move and finally gave up halfway due to lack of strength. He was punched by Wushuang in the chin and another kick. The martial god flew up and fell into the dust. Wushuang said: "

God of War, you are old.”

The God of Martial Arts wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled desolately: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the sorrow that only humans have."

Wushuang said: "Humans have birth, old age, sickness and death, so they have ambitions and abstinence. If you don't understand humans, you have no right to deprive them of their rights."

Wu Shen glanced behind him and smiled bitterly, "Brother Zhi, I disappointed you."

Zhishen sighed: "I did this entirely for the common interests of the gods and demons. Why don't they understand?"

"I know you will definitely not be wrong!" After the martial god said this, Leng Ding jumped up from the ground, and he locked on Aunt Ding again.

The incident suddenly started. This time, no one expected that the seriously injured God of Martial God would not give up. At this time, Wushuang had no time to rescue Aunt Ding. There was only one Ye Zi and I who had not recovered from the pain.

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Ye Zi jumped in front of Aunt Ding, behind the God of Martial Arts, and Wang Shuisheng held a wooden stick and inserted it into his vest, but it was obviously too late.

The God of Martial Arts grabbed Aunt Ding's neck - at the last moment, Aunt Ding pushed away the leaves and exposed herself.

"Ah--" Everyone screamed, mixed with two figures rushing towards me: "Don't hurt my master!"

In the changing situation, no one noticed that the martial god's hand that pinched Aunt Ding had already released, but Wang Shuisheng was not aware of it. His wooden stick stabbed directly into the martial god's vest, while Lin Ziwen and Hongye Nu stood in front of the martial god...

I sighed, walked up and took away the wooden stick in Wang Shuisheng's hand - I found that the kid's hand holding the stick kept shaking, and I took it off easily. It seemed that he just wanted to scare and scare.

The God of Martial Arts is just to let him distract himself from saving himself.

Because the target was not the God of Martial Arts, I successfully settled the time.

But others didn't know that out of a common surname, Ye Zi threw Aunt Ding to the ground, Lin Ziwen hugged the martial god's back tightly, and Hongye Nu honestly and unceremoniously kicked Wang Shuisheng.

In this situation, Zhishen was the first to speak. He asked Ye Zi: "You are not close to the soul, why do you have to use your own life to save her?"

Ye Zi first looked at Aunt Ding's neck and said angrily: "You know the word "non-kin" or "not because of the relationship"? Then ask your apprentice why he is willing to save you."

At this time, Lin Ziwen held the back of the martial god, so he faced with Zhishen. Zhishen said, "Your master doesn't want you anymore, why do you still save him?"

Lin Ziwen said in a daze: "I don't know..."

Zhishen asked Hongye Nu again: "Where are you?"

Hongye Nu smiled and said, "Who said I want to save him? I just wanted to watch the fun and ended up getting too close."

Wang Shuisheng got up from the ground and cursed, "Then why are you kicking me?"

Hongye Nu held her tall chest and said in a charming voice: "I will compensate you."

Lei Tiantian stood silently beside Wang Shuisheng and looked at Hongye Nu alertly... Zhishen glanced behind and said, "I said, why did you stop?"

Wu Shin said: "Didn't you ask me to stop? I'm just about to ask you."

Zhishen sighed leisurely and said, "That's because I suddenly felt that even if you can kill the soul, it might not be able to stop them."

Bushin said: "Then what should we do now?"

Tomoshishi said: "Let's go."

"Oh." The God of Martial Arts responded, turned around and left.

Tomoshishi said: "You have no other problem?"

Wu Shin said: "I only know that you will not be wrong."

Zhishen sighed again, and Xiaolu's distant singing came from afar. Zhishen suddenly said to Xiaohui: "Among these people, I can only ask you - why is Yuan Yao afraid of the little girl's song,

Do you think it through?"

On Xiaohui's side, Apo still looked dead, and Lao Shi rushed over and patted and pinched. Xiaohui was already crying. When she heard Zhishen talking to her, she said disgustedly: "How do I know?"

Yuan Yaoyouyou said, "If you ask her this question, you might as well ask me - you all know how I came from? If there were no human beings, there would be no me, but when that girl sang, people wouldn't want to.

If they are gone, wouldn’t it just to remove the firewood from the cauldron? The most terrifying thing is that I find that sometimes I don’t even want anything else. Do you think I can’t be afraid?”

Zhishen nodded and asked again: "What is the origin of her?"

No one can answer him...

Zhishen was a little sad and a little playful: "Forget it, no matter who she is, since humans have such people, more importantly, they are willing to listen to her singing, which means they are not worthy of it. It seems that I was wrong this time.

"He suddenly looked at Aunt Ding and said, "But humans will destroy the earth, maybe tens of thousands of years, thousands of years, or even shorter. Then we guys will have no place to live, sooner or later you will regret it

of."

Aunt Ding smiled and said, "Nothing is eternal, and we will die in the end."

Zhishen thought about it and nodded: "Maybe you are right, and it's also** who has been bothering me - I'm starting to be afraid of death."

Speaking of death, all of us were around Apo. I looked into his breath, basically as motionless as the dead.

Zhishen looked at Xiaohui and said, "The hypnosis he suffered is not very high at present. Say a few more good words to him and stimulate him. Maybe it will be useful. I don't guarantee it if it delays for a long time."

"...Good words?" Xiaohui looked at Zhishen in confusion with tears.

Zhishen said laughing and crying: "You have known him for so long, and you won't have said a good thing to him, right?"

We thought about it, but we didn't say it...

Xiaohui hugged Apo's neck and shouted: "What else do you want me to say to you? Can I marry you?"

I hurriedly said, "Speak from the heart."

Xiaohui cried: "This is what I say in my heart!"

Old Shi hummed, "I, a father, didn't even see anything. Are you so easy to cheat when you think he is a fool who is stupid?"

Xiaohui hugged Apo and said loudly: "It's true. I have loved you since I was a child. In my heart, I never thought of marrying someone else from the beginning. I bullied you and sarcasticated you because only you don't care about me.

If you die, who will I be able to play with a little surname in the future?"

Wushuang and I were both stunned. These two people have always been ambiguous. We always thought that Xiaohui might not like Apo, who was simple-minded. Unexpectedly, deep in her heart, she actually loved Apo.

I held back my tears and kicked Apo hard and said, "Bastard, it's almost time to wake up?"

Lin Ziwen squeezed into the crowd and said, "Let me do it!" He yelled in Apo's ear, "Apo, get up quickly, I have invented another way to kill you, this time you are dead!"

Apo got up and said, "If you kill, don't dirty my bed!"
To be continued...
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