He didn't die in battle, he was killed by countless people!

I have to say, this way of dying is very frustrating.

Mr. Zhong looked at Zi Chen who was still drawing his sword in front of him, and at the opponent who still hadn't fallen down, his indifferent expression fluctuated.

He felt very sorry and a little sad that such an amazing being died in an internal fight.

If it weren't for the different positions between the two, he really wanted to help the other party.

"Go and complete your mission. From today on, I will have nothing to do with your Lei Zheng family."

Lei Zhenghongtian walked forward without showing any gratitude to Mr. Zhong.

Because this is a transaction that is now complete.

At the same time, Mr. Zhong waved his hand.

Behind him, he saw those strong men who had never moved before immediately moving forward.

They crossed Zi Chen and stood in the sky, looking coldly at the crowd watching the battle in front of them, in a state of alert.

Obviously, this is to guard against some caring people suddenly coming to help.

At the same time, there were several strangers beside Lei Wusheng and Lei Wushuang, and their Qi machines locked onto them.

Zi Chen's speed of drawing the sword became very slow, and he could no longer kill anyone.

At this moment, there was no intact skin on his body. He was covered in blood, but he still stood upright.

In his hand, he held the magic knife tightly and never gave up.

He was exhausted, his injuries had reached their limit, and death was just a matter of time.

At this moment, everyone stopped their hands and separated to both sides.

I saw Lei Zhenghongtian walking over from behind.

He looked at Zi Chen who had become a bloody man in front of him, smiled coldly, and said: "You didn't expect it, did you? The one who laughs last is still me!"

"Now, I'll send you on your way!"

Lei Zhenghongtian walked towards Zi Chen and said at the same time: "Don't worry, I will destroy all your souls as soon as possible."

Zi Chen slashed with his sword, but Lei Zhenghongtian stretched out his left hand to easily block it. The blade at this time could no longer do anything to him.

"You are finally going to die, and all your next gains will belong to me, Lei Zhenghongtian."

A short blade exuding a powerful soul aura stabbed directly towards Zi Chen's chest.

This is his trump card.

Soul-cutting blade.

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Chapter completed!