The battlefield between Di Cheng and Lone Soul continues to extend into the distance. Both of them have fallen into a state of madness, especially Di Cheng. Since they have broken up and killed the "wild ghost", there is no need to hesitate or take care of anything anymore.
, life and death face each other, and explode with all their strength.
This unrestrained, unrestrained feeling of fighting made the silent blood boil completely. Even the pain of the wound seemed to become an element of excitement. That feeling, that stimulation made him obsessed and crazy, like a drug addict.
He was taking drugs to his heart's content.
And the free-flowing fierce battle method is also unlimitedly unlocking the limits of Di Cheng's physical ability. The potential is tapped bit by bit, inspired bit by bit, and the barrier of the Emperor... is right in front of you!!
Unknowingly, today's battle of life and death turned out to be a martial arts arena for Di Cheng to attack the Human Emperor. Many of the routines and methods that he had meditated on some time ago were constantly experimented and improved in the life and death confrontation of the lonely soul, and the essence was
Partially absorbed and dissolved!
However……
I don't know how long it took, it could be a few minutes, it could be twenty minutes, it could be an hour. When Di Cheng came back to his senses, they had left the broad valley and appeared on another mountaintop.
Guhun stopped attacking and looked at him from a distance. Her large black robe was in tatters and stained with blood, both her own and that of Di Cheng. Her heavy breathing and shaking body from time to time clearly showed the pain she had suffered.
Trauma. Since she became Quasi-Amethyst, she has never been in such a mess, and has never been so seriously injured. Looking at Di Cheng, who is still fighting in front of her, she suddenly thought of a person, or a real beast——
The Human Emperor, the God is proud!!
What surprised her the most was Di Cheng's age, twenty-five years old! It was already amazing to reach the quasi-Amethyst level before the age of thirty, but Di Cheng not only did it, but also had... one foot.
He has entered the Amethyst level!! If he is given enough time, he might actually grow into a new Human Emperor! A human emperor who can be compared with God Aoaki, Nakamura Yuzawa and others!
It's a pity that... it's over, and the "exclamation" in my heart turned into "regret" at this moment.
Lonely Soul looked deeply at Di Cheng and retreated slowly until she was ten steps away. She was no longer able to withstand such a crazy fight. It was time to withdraw voluntarily, not to mention... the person who really killed Di Cheng was coming.
Yes, right in front of me.
With a tall figure and thin black clothes, the man stood with his hands behind his back, his messy long hair dancing in the wind, brushing against his thin and pale face. His eyes were drooped and his eyes were hazy, giving him a sense of decadence and weakness.
Decadent, sad, lonely, and weak, he looks like an orphan abandoned by the world, or like a young master hurt by love, but the pressure and chill that permeates the air cannot be underestimated by anyone.
And his own identity is...
The Ghost King!! The one who controls Death’s left hand!! Outside of the human list, deep within the organization, there is another Human Emperor!! The man who hunted the Human Emperor’s Wind Shadow and killed the Human Emperor’s Blood Dance was a terrifying powerhouse!!
"Where are the wild ghosts?" The Ghost King said indifferently, his voice low and hoarse.
"Dead, killed by Di Cheng." The lonely soul lowered his head slightly, with a respectful expression.
The Ghost King did not express much, as if it was not his right-hand man who died, but an insignificant person. After a moment of silence, he said: "Where is Shen Zuo?"
"Haunted by a ghost doll."
"Everyone, please step back." The Ghost King said calmly. The decadent eyes under his lowered eyes swayed slightly, and he looked at Di Cheng, who was five meters away.
The lonely soul bowed his head respectfully, retreated ten meters away, and jumped onto the tree branch behind him. The distance was not too far or too close, so it would not interfere with the Ghost King's attack, nor would he lose the opportunity to watch the battle. The rest of Sadre followed him.
The others also responded respectfully and quickly retreated. Although they did not belong to the same team, there might still be some competition and competition between the two sides, but the identity and strength of the Ghost King were there, and no one dared to make the slightest resistance or objection.
The Ghost King looked at Di Cheng calmly for a long time, then just stretched out his right hand, while his left hand was still behind his back: "You are injured, I will give you one hand to hold it. If you are still standing within ten moves, I can let you go today.
If unfortunately he falls down, I can only say sorry."
Di Cheng's expression was solemn as never before. He expected that the Ghost King or God King was nearby, but he kept thinking and guessing. It wasn't until he actually met and faced him that he felt the throbbing of the soul. This is what human beings are.
Emperor's pressure!! One of the true representatives of the pinnacle of martial arts in this world!
He longs for a fierce battle with an amethyst-level powerhouse, whether it's a sparring match or a life-or-death bloody battle. But the premise is that... he should be in peak condition, instead of losing too much blood, being injured everywhere, and being severely depleted of physical energy. In this way, even if
Even if I die today, I will feel regretful.
"What? You don't want to take action?" the Ghost King said calmly.
Di Cheng took a deep breath, slowly clenched his fists, and his momentum increased again: "Take out your left hand too, I, Di Cheng, don't need mercy."
A slight smile appeared on the ghost king's weak and pale face. It was very shallow, very light, and undetectable, but it was already rare: "Just use your hands, as you wish. If the conditions are slightly changed, within five moves, you can
If you are still standing, I will let you go. If you unfortunately fall down, I will take you back to the organization. After you recover from your injuries, I will give you a fair chance to fight. How about that?"
"I said, no need for mercy!" Di Cheng said coldly, his restless fighting spirit overpowering the throbbing of his soul.
The Ghost King closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his whole aura had completely changed, and the haziness in his eyes was replaced by depth and brightness. Just being locked by his gaze, it felt like being at the bottom of an abyss, cold,
despair!
Di Cheng moved slowly, staring at the Ghost King with his sharp eyes, suppressing the pain of the wound and mental exhaustion, and raising his breath bit by bit. He had already felt the breath of death, and despair was rising in his heart, but... he could not give up.
!!Never give up!! After five years of experience in Hulunbuir, the biggest gain is "Never give up until death"!
Seeing that Di Cheng was reluctant to attack, the Ghost King said calmly: "Are you trying to find a weakness in me? Don't you think this idea is ridiculous? Since you are unwilling to attack, let me do it instead."
As his voice floated, the Ghost King slowly moved forward. There was no rapid impact or manic sudden attack. Instead, he walked forward leisurely. Flaw? With his level of strength, there is no such thing as a flaw.
Di Cheng looked solemn and locked on the Ghost King, not daring to relax or even blink.
The distance between each other slowly narrowed, one step, two steps, three steps...
As the Ghost King slowly moved forward, the whole world seemed to quiet down, leaving only his own heavy breathing.
A moment later, they were five steps away.
suddenly!!
The Ghost King's expression disappeared without warning, and the next second, a sense of danger appeared behind him.
At the critical moment, Di Cheng suddenly spun around, his sharp claws tearing out.
Bang!! Relying on his breath and feeling, Di Cheng accurately grasped the hand knife that was pointed at the back of his neck with both hands, but at the same moment, a soft but strong impact force suddenly emerged in his chest, like
Suddenly hit by the flood, he was thrown violently on the spot, and the tragic blood sprayed into the sky.
It hit the ground miserably, and blood spurted out from the mouth again due to the force of the shock. How could it be possible! Di Cheng was horrified! He had clearly only noticed a killing intent just now, and there was no trace at all to indicate that the Ghost King had shot at his chest.
Di Cheng struggled to get up, his fighting spirit still high, but...
Where are the people??
Where is the ghost king in sight?
"It's a pity." A cold voice sounded in the ear, and a palm force suddenly appeared in the back of the heart: "If you were in your prime, you might still be able to fight with me. But now..."
Wow!! Thick blood spurted out from his mouth, and Di Cheng rushed forward as if struck by lightning. Painful!! It was not the pain of the muscles, but the awkward pain of internal displacement!! It was as if the Ghost King's palm was not a slap.
Not on the vagina, but directly on the internal organs.
What a terrifying "yin energy"!!
Di Cheng's face was distorted, his body curled up uncontrollably, cold sweat broke out all over his body. Defeated?? He didn't even have room to fight back?? Two moves?? Just two moves?!
"With your current serious injury, ordinary ghost generals can easily kill you. You... have no qualifications to resist me." The ghost king said lightly, raised his right foot, and slowly pressed it on Di Cheng's back vest.
"Dicheng, if you lose, the price will be...your life!!"
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