A backhand blow almost cut off half of his face.

"Kill, if this boy doesn't die today, we will naturally die if we meet him tomorrow. We will kill him even if he is seriously injured." Another young man whose shoulder armor was pierced also said coldly.

"Come on." Zi Chen held the black sword and rushed towards the crowd again.

The sword light flashed again. Zi Chen began to fight desperately again, but no one noticed that the multiple wounds on Zi Chen's body stopped bleeding after a few breaths and another impact, and the wounds began to heal.

sign.

Only the battle of life and death can temper oneself.

"Light Sword!"

"Ethereal Step!"

"Thunder Finger!"

Zi Chen is on the verge of fighting death. All he relies on is his unique heart and the endless supply of energy, which allows Zi Chen to go from one limit to another. At the same time, his understanding of these three first-class combat skills can help him under the threat of death.

, is also progressing at an unprecedented speed.

"boom."

After a blow, the two sides retreated again. This was the fifth time Zi Chen launched his attack power. He himself reached the limit twice. There were countless wounds all over his body. The flesh inside could be seen when the wounds rolled over, but there was no blood.

After the consumption of the human body reaches the limit, the heart can provide energy, but after the life reaches the limit, it seems that it is time to perish.

Zi Chen already felt that his life was about to reach its limit.

"Kill!" But he still persisted and rushed towards the four people.

"This is a monster. You two go and kill Zhang Haotian." Zheng Hua and his four men were finally defeated by Zi Chen's powerful offensive. Their consumption was also very high.

Zheng Hua rushed towards Zi Chen and stabbed Zi Chen in the chest with one blow, but then a black sword flew towards him and wanted to cut off his head. In desperation, Zheng Hua flew back. At the same time, another person followed Zi Chen.

Chen fought together.

The two of them entangled Zi Chen, and the other two were already running towards Zhang Haotian. When Zi Chen found out, it was already too late, and the two were already in front of Zhang Haotian.

The sword flashed suddenly, Zhang Haotian tried his best to dodge, and finally escaped one blow, and then another punch came towards his head. At this moment, Zhang Haotian no longer had the strength to dodge, and could only watch the fist helplessly.

The next moment I called, I seemed to be able to hear the sound of my head breaking.

"No." When he was about to die, Zhang Haotian heard Zi Chen's unwilling voice.

"Thank you, brother." Zhang Haotian's heart has never been so calm, even in the face of death, because today, Zhang Haotian has a brother.

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Chapter completed!