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583 Go to hell with despair and fear (4400)

 At this moment, the world is in the rain.

All forces are speeding up towards Black Rain Villa.

This is because they discovered that all kinds of weird shapes and mysterious forces in the rainy world are receding and gathering crazily towards the Black Rain Villa. There are even more rotten knights who are the backbone of the rainy world. They started running wildly five minutes ago, without a trace.

Without hesitation, he turned and rushed into the distance.

Sometimes, when people from various forces attack these rotten knights, they will ignore you. However, if you block the way of these rotten knights rushing back, you will be attacked crazily. It is as if the rotten knights have been ordered to

After receiving the categorical order, we must rush back to the villa as soon as possible!

Something special must have happened at Black Rain Villa.

This is the common thought in the minds of powerful people from all sides.

So although they were still fighting each other and fighting, they all rushed towards Black Rain Villa with a tacit understanding. That was the final battlefield of this operation, and the density and intensity of the fighting would probably reach an extremely bloody level.

The situation. Compete to find the final winner.

Near Black Rain Villa, there are only about three kilometers left.

Two groups of people are fighting crazily. Their movements and speed are incredibly fast, and their strength and reactions are also extremely scary. Unlike other forces, these two groups do not have any fancy abilities or attack methods. What they do have is just

With the blessing of the ultimate secret martial arts, one punch and one kick are extremely powerful fighting skills.

On the side of the Gate Organization, they wore a black leather raincoat that looked like a cloak. On the side of the Golem Gate, they wore a tight-fitting and tough magic word fighting suit.

The two black torrents collided together, and blood splattered everywhere. If you look down from a high altitude, it looks like two groups of equally strong and fierce ants biting each other, trying to compete for the right to enjoy the last delicious dessert cake.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

The Golem disciples stood in the rain, with ferocious expressions and a sense of madness in their eyes. The wet fighting uniforms on their bodies had clung to the surface of their skin, outlining the outlines of hard and bulging muscles. Especially

His arms and shoulders are bulging, almost as big as tires.

When such a strong arm is whipped and waved, a scream will be emitted in the air. Drops of rainwater hit the fist, and are made into ring-shaped splashes by the extremely fast punch marks. Because the speed of the punch is too fast, normal people would

All that could be seen was an afterimage of white mist left in the air. And the fist that was thrown out had already hit the opponent.

Of course, the power of the door organization is not to be outdone.

They are the largest organization in the world today, attracting elites from all over the world, and the overall quality of their members is extremely strong.

A member of a prestigious organization suddenly exerts force on his feet, and can easily create deep pits on the ground. They either turn around and dodge the fists of the golem disciples like afterimages. Or they meet them head-on and punch out directly.

.The two fists collided, and water mist exploded with a bang.

Collision, fighting, blood. No one begged for mercy or moaned...

"Stupid!" "Stupid!" "Stupid!"

In the black rain, a cloaked figure holding a sword in one hand stood out among the crowd. He had no blood rushing up, no excitement, just a cold and death-like calm. The black cloak seemed to be stuck to the man's body.

Same, it will only be raised when he draws his sword.

For example, right now, there are four disciples from the Golem Sect around them who all locked onto the cloaked figure. They looked at each other and then suddenly rushed out. Their bodies were like strong cheetahs, with their arms forward like sharp claws.

From the four directions of east, west, north and south, attacks were approaching instantly.

However, just as the four people swooped down in mid-air, the right side of the man's cloak was slightly lifted, revealing a pale palm tightly holding the hilt of the cross sword. The palm was as delicate and soft as white jade, and it looked like

More beautiful than a woman's hand, with a strange magical power.

Click! Tsk!

The bright silver sword was unsheathed, and a ring of slashing light instantly appeared around it. Within ten meters, everything on the slashing surface was cut off by the blade. There was dense rain, and the bodies of four people.

Pfft!!!Dong dong dong...

Pillars of scarlet blood rose into the sky, like fountains. The bodies of the four Golem Sect disciples froze on the spot, their upper bodies tilted, and they fell to the ground. A pile of internal organs could be seen on the smooth cross-section of their lower bodies.

Ding!

The right thumb was slightly pressed inward, and the sword made a crisp sound when it was sheathed.

The cloaked man still stood there, silent and cold. It was as if he was not the one who had just killed someone, and he could not see the movement of the sword at all.

"Golem Sect, Golem Sect Master..."

The cloaked man raised his head slightly, revealing half of his face in the dark shadow. His eyes were covered with black cloth, his jaw was sharp, and his lips were moving.

"where are you?"

"Since the Golem Gate has come to the world in the rain, you must have come here too. The revenge for taking the sword and the revenge for hurting me must be avenged today!"

The beholder's voice was hoarse and low, with a rough feeling after being burned by smoke. Although he was mumbling to himself, it revealed an unimaginable determination and hatred. Just as the beholder said, this hatred

I have to report it!

He wants to find the master of the Golem Sect and take back the Spiral Eye Sword with his own hands!

Originally, the beholder wanted to suppress his hatred and complete the Black Rain Villa incident first. However, he did not expect that the Golem Sect would also be involved, which was exactly what he wanted. In this operation, the five kings of the sect organization will come out together, and the masters

Ruyun. When facing the leader of the Golem Sect, it is easy to kill him on the spot. Even if the Golem Sect Master travels this time, he will be assisted by the black organ butler Death God Yamos. But with the five kings of the five kings of the sect, he is still a sure thing.

Therefore, thoughts of revenge have filled the beholder's mind.

On the rainy ground, the beholder's inner eye slowly scanned the entire battlefield.

"By the way, I don't actually need to know where you are. As long as I kill enough Golem disciples and the momentum is loud enough, you will definitely come out to find me. Since you don't come out, then I will force you to come out...

"

Under his dark cloak, bursts of low laughter came.

Phew! Phew!

The shoes at the hem of the black cloak had just stepped out, but when they landed, they had already appeared nearly a hundred meters away. The figure of the beholder suddenly appeared, and a bright sword light suddenly slashed towards the surroundings, forming a terrifying circular cut.

Puff, puff, puff...

The figures from the Golem Gate fell to the ground one after another, their eyes wide open with anger.

The next second, the beholder took another step and appeared on another battlefield in the same way. Sharp slashes, bloody killing art!

He walked coldly in the blood, watching the broken arms and palms falling in the sky: "Your eyes can only see the surface of things, but my eyes can see the deepest level of death, which belongs to all of you."

Death. This is the death mind of the Myrdal School..."

The secret skill of the beholder's mind's eye is the secret skill of being able to see the death of others!

Boom! Whoosh!

Suddenly, from the rear left, a figure rushed over like a shooting star. Its thick and powerful arms were like battering rams hitting the city wall!

The air and rain exploded, and the blurry black shadow hit the beholder's head.

Stupid!

A bright silver sword light flashed through, and the surrounding rain suddenly exploded.

Mud was flying, water was splashing, and an expanding air wave was rolling.

The fist wearing the alloy steel nail glove was pressed against the sharp silver cross sword blade, and sparks were generated from the friction on the contact surface.

The sound of creaking and wrestling makes one's teeth itch.

Bang!

Power burst out, and the two figures collided again, and then separated.

On the left, there is a beholder holding a sword in one hand. He pulled the long sword out of the scabbard for the first time for a long time. The tip of the sword was pointed diagonally towards the ground, and there was a slight trace of blood.

On the right is Simone, a tall and strong demon dog. He has messy black hair, fierce eyes, and the rain on his body turns into mist and evaporates.

There were traces of blood flowing down from the finger position.

"Simone the Thunder Dog, it's you."

The beholder's expression changed slightly, showing emotions other than coldness: "I have heard a long time ago that you joined the Golem Sect. This is not a good idea, Simone, you are following our sect.

Organize opposition. I once admired you, so I didn’t want to kill you with my own hands..."

Directly across from him, Simone was wearing a powerful fighting suit with a big magic word on the back. It contained an unspeakable domineering and fierce aura.

He stretched his back slightly, his muscles squirmed and his bones creaked.

"Beholder, don't call me Thunder Dog, I am a Demon Dog now."

"Please call me Demon Dog Simone..."

Simone showed a cruel smile on his face: "The master of the Golem Sect helped me solve the problem of physical deformity, so that I finally broke through to the realm of a fighter. Later, he taught me the powerful secret martial arts and showed me the secret martial arts.

The ultimate path. I love him! All of us in the Golem Sect love him! Joining the Golem Sect is the most correct decision I have made in my life! Do you appreciate me? You are just using me.

It's just a transaction. Don't make it sound like there is a friendship..."

"Hahaha." The beholder laughed after a long absence: "The Golem Sect's involvement in the resurgence of Black Rain Villa is probably the result of the information you provided. I have to say, you really did a good thing.

I want to thank you very much. Your beloved Golem Sect leader is probably going to die in this rainy world today! The Black Rain Villa incident in which our organization was fully involved, your Golem Sect dared to have a hand in it, it’s really

Looking for death..."

He turned his head slightly and continued: "I once told you that the sect organization is such a huge global force. It is far beyond what the Golem Sect can compare to! What's more, now, four sects with the same name as me have

The leader of the organization will be dispatched. The master of the Golem Sect, regardless of whether he still has Yamos, the God of Death, by his side. This trip to the villa...he is already dead!"

The beholder's inner eye suddenly locked onto Simone's whole body, and the terrifying aura covered the surroundings like a sharp sword tip: "And you, stupid boy! You think you are qualified to stand in front of me because you have broken through the realm of a fighter. You are talking unscrupulous nonsense.

?I will personally send you to hell..."

Ding, hiss, hiss...

The cross sword dragged on the ground, and the beholder moved forward expressionlessly.

"Carlos, Carlos the Beholder, remember my name."

"This is the person who is going to kill you..."

Whoosh! Like lightning, the beholder's figure came to Simone's side in an instant. The cross sword in his hand swung in a fatal arc.

He is going to chop off Simeone's head with one blow!

Sweep! The cross sword slashed past with a sharp edge that cut the air.

Ding!

There was a violent sound of metal colliding in the air.

The metal gauntlet collided with the cross sword, and blood spurted out again.

A shadow of a fist cut through the air and slammed into the beholder. The beholder flashed back, the sword in its hand drew an arc, and blood spurted out again.

On the same spot, Simone had three bloody wounds on his body, and his deep eyes were staring at the beholder Carlos in the distance like a hungry wolf.

"Interesting, you actually..." The beholder was also looking at Simone.

He did not expect that the sword he just struck did not cut off Simone's head. Even the second sword cut only wounded Simone. This kind of strength displayed means that Simone will never be

I have just entered the realm of a fighter, but it is a level only experienced by veteran fighters. I will not be defeated by a top fighter in an instant!

Of course, part of the reason is the beholder himself. He no longer has the Spiral Eye Sword that he is good at, and his strength has declined to the level of a top fighter.

Otherwise, with the sharpness of the Spiral Eye Sword, Simone's gloves would not be able to block any of the three swords just now, and the palm of his hand would be cut.

"Interesting, but only interesting..."

The beholder once again clenched the cross sword in his hand, locking Simone with the secret technique of the Death Eye: "You can block one sword, you can block three swords. So what about five swords? What about ten swords? What about a hundred swords? You can't escape after all.

Just die..."

锃锃锃… 锃锃锃…

Suddenly, a figure that was so fast that it was blurry surrounded Simone. One after another, bright silver sword lights flew and cut the ground.

Dang, Dang, Dang! Puff, Dang! Puff, Dang!

The sound of metal colliding and cutting into flesh came and went.

Simone's whole body was covered in blood, but the smile on the corner of the beholder's mouth gradually turned ferocious. His figure suddenly whirled around, like a dexterous flying swallow, and came to the back of Simone. He slashed away with a slash of his sword!

"Die!"

"Bang!!!" There was a loud noise.

The beholder flew backwards, and the tiger's mouth on his right hand cracked open.

He rose in mid-air, looking at Simone where he was.

There, there was a terrifying black aura surrounding Simone's entire body. He was breathing heavily, his pores dilated and closed, and his eyes turned completely black. The injuries on the surface of his body were healing quickly.

"Beholder, do you know why I respect and love the master of the Golem Sect? It's not just the things I said before! It's just gratitude, it's just love. There's also respect, respect, and awe, do you know? I

I'm afraid of him! He's too powerful... He's just too powerful!"

Click, click, click...

Simone slowly raised his thick and swollen arms. The muscles all over his body were exaggeratedly bulging and covered with black aura, like a set of heavy armor. An unspeakable evil aura flowed through the gaps in the armor.

"Have you felt it? This power!"

In mid-air, five fingers slowly gathered together and clenched into a fist.

call out!

Simone disappeared in an instant and appeared in front of the beholder like a violent beast. The entire path was filled with huge pits that suddenly appeared, and a series of roaring sounds were connected together, like a tank crushing him.

Bang!

The fist flew out and hit the sword wielded by the beholder hard.

The beholder fell over again and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, with an expression of disbelief.

"Look, Beholder! This is the power he gave me, this is the terrifying power he gave me! You have felt it! And this power is just one of the things he gave me. You understand

Is that it? The small amount of power he gave out is enough for me to defeat you! Hahaha, despair? Fear? A blind man with a blind eye! Just like that... take your despair and fear to hell!"

Black rain fell in patter, in the rain.

Carlos, the beholder, held the sword with one hand, his palm trembling and dripping with blood.

On the opposite side, a burly figure covered in black steam slowly walked over. There was a trace of mockery and a trace of pity in his eyes.

"I don't know about your Myrdal style of death..."

"Can you predict your own death?"

Happy National Day to everyone! \(ω)/

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