The Strongest Soldier in the City

On the other side, Wenren Fuhai was still standing, but the sword wounds on his body were densely visible everywhere.

There are many places, all of which are bone-deep.

Especially on his abdomen and shoulders, there was a ferocious blood hole, as if he had been pierced by a long sword, and a large amount of blood was pouring out!

This scene is so chilling and makes your scalp numb!

In the Blood Sea Sword Intent, the two of them actually fought to the death!

No, to be exact, looking at this, it seems that Chen Liuhe suffered a little loss!

This result is really amazing.

Chen Liuhe, who had always relied on the fierceness of the Blood Sea Sword Intent to be invincible, actually suffered a defeat this time.

"The Blood Sea Sword Intent is really strong. Fortunately, your Taoism is still shallow. Otherwise, I would really capsize in your gutter."

Wenren Fuhai's eyes flashed, and he could not shake off the shock: "It's a pity that even God won't help you Chen family. If you are allowed to continue to grow, you will be in serious trouble in the future. Maybe another one of Chen Xiantu's magnificence will emerge. It’s possible to be a peerless person!”

"But you don't have time anymore. Tonight is the day you die." Wenren Fuhai said, the horror in his heart was indescribable.

He really didn't expect that a mere Chen Liuhe could fight with him to such an extent and hurt him to such an extent!

The fight in the Blood Sea Sword Intent just now would have been if Chen Liuhe's understanding of the Blood Sea Sword Intent had been at a higher level.

Maybe, he is really in danger.

But fortunately, everything is impossible.

Chen Liuhe's heart was also shaken, full of shock, anger and indignation.

Even the Blood Sea Sword Intent failed to defeat this old thing. This old thing was indeed incredibly powerful.

At least one level better than Taishi Rumang and his ilk!

He was half-kneeling on the ground, panting heavily, trying to adjust his condition and breath.

Holding back the severe pain in his body, Chen Liuhe supported the ground with his blood-red sword and stood up tremblingly.

He straightened his spine and looked straight at Wenren Fuhai.

"Why are you so proud? This battle is not over yet! I am still alive. Who lives and who dies is up to you!"

Chen Liuhe took a deep breath and roared in a low voice, with a strong fighting spirit bursting out of his blood-red eyes.

No matter what time or dangerous situation he was in, Chen Liuhe's unyielding will would not allow him to fall!

At this moment, the shock in his heart could not be greater. Even the blood sea and sword intent could not defeat Wenren Fuhai. This shows how strong this Wenren Fuhai is, which surprised Chen Liuhe.

"You've even unleashed the Blood Sea Sword Intent, what else can you do?"

Wenren Fuhai said in a concentrated voice: "Give up, Chen Liuhe, there is no need to continue struggling. Sometimes accepting your fate is not a bad thing. At least, it will save you a lot of suffering!"

"The fact that you can fight with me to such an extent and make me injured is already a very remarkable thing. In today's era, among the younger generation, you can be regarded as the number one person." Wenren Fuhai said. Very true words.

"But it's of no use. The outcome tonight is destined, and you will never be my opponent."

Wenren Fuhai said: "Now, it's time to cash in on your bet. Give me all your unique skills. I promise to give you a pain block so that you won't suffer too much pain before you die. .”

Although he was scarred, Wenren Fanhai was still intimidating. He was not injured to death, and he still had strong fighting ability.

As for Chen Liuhe, he was already at the end of his strength and could only struggle on the verge of death.

Chen Liuhe took a few deep breaths again to calm his breathing.

His blood-red eyes shone fiercely, and he was like a furious lion: "I don't have any merits. The only thing worthy of praise is that my bones are so hard. You want to kill me? You can't just rely on your mouth. You have to prove it with strength.”

"The truth comes from my unique knowledge, so it depends on your ability." Chen Liuhe licked the blood on his lips.

"You really can't see the coffin." Wenren Fuhai scolded angrily: "Since you are so anxious to find death, then I will do as you wish."

After he finished speaking, Wenren Fuhai's powerful light surged up like a huge wave. The sound was extremely powerful and terrifying, as if it was going to shatter the entire area.

Chen Liuhe didn't give in. He gritted his teeth and roared, and charged forward like a ferocious beast.

In such a life and death battle, Chen Liuhe showed no fear or timidity.

Even at this moment when he was absolutely at a disadvantage, he was still full of fighting spirit, and he was holding back a bad breath of unwillingness to admit defeat and take his own life.

"Boom!" The two of them clashed with each other again.

A red figure flipped out, flew more than ten meters, and landed heavily on the ground.

The person who was blown away by one blow was naturally Chen Liuhe.

"I don't know what a mantis can do when his arms are like a chariot." Wenren Fuhai snorted angrily, and at an extremely fast speed, like lightning, he rushed in front of Chen Liuhe in an instant.

He stepped down, intending to step on Chen Liuhe's chest.

The power of this foot is extremely ferocious.

At the critical moment, Chen Liuhe rolled out quickly and barely managed to avoid the kick.

At the same time, Chen Liuhe slashed horizontally with his long sword, its light shining sharply.

"Bang!" Before the long sword fell, Chen Liuhe felt pain in his chest. He was kicked by Wenren Fuhai, and his body quickly slid out against the ground.

The entire back was covered in blood and flesh, and severe pain hit Chen Liuhe, making Chen Liuhe's face distorted and his brows furrowed.

"Chen Liuhe, do you think you still have a chance?" Wenren Fuhai shouted fiercely, and slapped a palm out from the air. The strong light turned into a palm print and slapped Chen Liuhe's body.

This palm was so powerful that it made people terrified. If it hit, it would be enough to make Chen Liuhe drink a pot.

"Break it!" Chen Liuhe roared wildly, raised his sword and struck it down. The bloody sword light blasted out, shattering the palm print.

"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, and Chen Liuhe was hit on the shoulder by a punch from Wen Ren Feihai who was speeding towards him, and his body flew out again.

"There is no suspense anymore. Don't waste each other's time. If I hadn't been very interested in your special skills, you would have become a corpse now and would not have been able to struggle until now." Wenren Fuhai said condescendingly.

This is true. In this fierce battle, until now, Wenren Fuhai had deliberately left a little room for Chen Liuhe.

He didn't want to kill Chen Liuhe directly because he hadn't gotten what he wanted yet.

If Chen Liuhe were killed directly like this, it would be too cheap for Chen Liuhe, and it would be a bit too regretful.