God of Doomsday Great Swordsman

Chapter 16 Little People

Chapter 16 Little People

Everything has its two sides, and so is the end of the world.

Without the constraints of the law, people get the freedom they want.

but

The ugliness of human nature is thus exposed
……

Zijin Forest
edge
Zhao Xiaoliu's Flying Immortal and Fang Ming's Double Swords finally meet

Due to the length advantage, Fang Ming came to Zhao Xiaoliu with a short knife first

Facing the dagger that had already arrived on the right, Zhao Xiaoliu looked indifferent and didn't pay any attention to it.

"puff!"

The short knife cut directly on Zhao Xiaoliu's right shoulder
pain!
It hurts!

But Zhao Xiaoliu still gritted his teeth and ignored it, holding the long sword tightly, stabbing at Fang Ming with the help of inertia.

Fang Ming was also taken aback by Zhao Xiaoliu's decisiveness

But at the moment
He has no time to react
"puff!"

"puff!"

Two consecutive sounds of knives piercing flesh
Zhao Xiaoliu's long sword successfully pierced Fang Ming's chest
Fang Ming's dagger also successfully cut through Zhao Xiaoliu's neck
this moment

the world is quiet

Both of them remained motionless in weird postures.

Zhao Xiaoliu's long sword penetrated into Fang Ming's chest and reached the hilt
Fang Ming's short knife was inlaid on Zhao Xiaoliu's right shoulder, and the other short knife was still on Zhao Xiaoliu's neck

from the outside

The two seem to be embracing each other in a strange posture
blood

started to flow from their respective wounds

Both are looking at each other's eyes

"Hey! You lost!"

Fang Ming spoke
Although blood is flowing from the corner of his mouth as he opened his mouth, he is still smiling
Because, no one knows that the heart of his name is on the left!

"No! You lost!"

Zhao Xiaoliu retreated lightly, and the situation became clear instantly

It turned out that the wound on Zhao Xiaoliu's neck was only a skin trauma
"what!"

Fang Ming looked at a line of blood on Zhao Xiaoliu's neck in disbelief

He never thought that since he failed to slit the other party's throat
"puff!"

Zhao Xiaoliu didn't give Fang Ming another chance to be surprised, he pulled out his long sword forcefully, and retreated a few meters
"Ding!"

The Promise Sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound

no way

He can no longer hold the hilt of the sword

Zhao Xiaoliu stretched out his left hand and forcefully pulled out the dagger that was still hanging on his right shoulder
shake hard

Dagger falls aside

"impossible!"

Fang Minghou
He could clearly feel that his combat power was stronger than Zhao Xiaoliu's, and he didn't understand how he could lose at all.
"Hehe, nothing is impossible, my body is stronger than yours!"

Zhao Xiaoliu smiles

What is the most powerful part of Death Devour?
Strengthen your body!

Restoration!

Whether it's bones or skin, Zhao Xiaoliu's body is far beyond his cultivation level due to his huge vitality.

After death and reorganization again and again, Zhao Xiaoliu's physical strength crushed Fang Ming!
Even more so with resilience!

As for why the combat effectiveness is still so low?
Because combat power is comprehensive data!

Just like the Four Emperor Kaido, in terms of physical strength alone, he is well-deserved No.1

But what about in practice?

Whitebeard is stronger than Kaido and that's why.

Combat power is comprehensive data!
What's more, Zhao Xiaoliu has other aspects that drag him down
Such as vitality!
There are too many, it has already exceeded Zhao Xiaoliu's control
If the strength is 200, Zhao Xiaoliu can only play 50, and the speed is 100, Zhao Xiaoliu can only play 30.

Can't control, no matter how much life force is, it's just messing around in the body
Fang Ming looked at Zhao Xiaoliu viciously, full of unwillingness
But Fang Ming knew that he no longer had the power to fight.

However, he still did not give up
"Hmph! Even if you didn't lose, I didn't lose either. My heart is on the left side. Your sword still can't kill me!"

square name opening

The body of the warrior is very strong, although this sword has seriously injured him, but he is really close to death unless he is given another sword

But looking at Zhao Xiaoliu's appearance, Fang Ming didn't believe that Zhao Xiaoliu still had fighting ability.
Hearing Fang Ming's words, Zhao Xiaoliu frowned
As the other party said, he is no longer able to fight at this moment.

The right shoulder was almost cut off, a lot of vitality was lost, and the body was weak
But soon, Zhao Xiaoliu regained his composure
Indeed, he is not much better than Fang Ming now, but he can wait
Zhao Xiaoliu believes that he will recover faster than the other party
A lot of vitality is lost, but at the same time, the recovery speed will be accelerated
What Zhao Xiaoliu lacks most at the moment is vitality
at this time
The scene has changed again

Both of them have forgotten that there is actually another person here

Yes, Quan Kui, who had been kneeling on the ground before, suddenly stood up and cautiously approached the two of them.
"Ok?"

Quan Kui's action instantly startled the two of them.
The two frowned at the same time, looking at Quan Kui

Facing the eyes of the two of them, Quan Kui froze for a moment, as if he wanted to back off, but for some reason, he suddenly looked ferocious, gritted his teeth and continued to approach the two of them
One step, two steps...

Zhao Xiaoliu looked at Quan Kui calmly, without any disturbance in his heart

He knows too well that for those who live at the bottom, desire can conquer everything

Especially when the opportunity is so good at this moment

Fang Ming didn't have such a good attitude anymore, and as Quan Kui got closer, his face became more and more ugly

He didn't expect that in the end, since he would be taken advantage of by a guy he had always looked down upon,
Quan Kui first walked to Zhao Xiaoliu's dropped Wuji Sword and picked it up, then looked at the two of them again

"The devil fruit is mine!"

Quan Kui's face was ferocious, as if he wanted to convince himself
neither of them spoke

Quan Kui started walking towards Fang Ming, trembling all over, but still holding the Wuji Sword tightly.
Seeing Quan Kui approaching, Fang Ming gritted his teeth, he decided to give up because he didn't want to suffer the immediate loss.
Without thinking too much, Fang Ming suddenly jumped back with all his strength, pulled the iron chain and started to run away
Human potential is terrifying, especially in the face of life-threatening

What's more, Fang Ming is still a martial artist. Although he is seriously injured, he has not completely lost his ability to move.

Fang Ming's speed is actually very slow, crooked, as if drunk

But Quan Kui still stopped, and did not choose to continue chasing
He's not stupid, if he really wants to catch up, it's not necessarily who dies

He can do it here, because Zhao Xiaoliu is there, but if he is alone, he is not sure

Afterwards, Fang Ming completely disappeared from the sight of the two of them.
Quan Kui turned his head and looked at Zhao Xiaoliu
"The devil fruit is mine!"

It's the same thing, only this time there's more pleading in his tone

Zhao Xiaoliu looked at him calmly, and he could see the complicated expressions on his face

"I have the same name as that party, you can kill me and go get it."

Zhao Xiaoliu spoke

In fact, devil fruit is really not important to him.
Nothing in this world can be perfect, and the devil fruit is too dangerous for Zhao Xiaoliu.

Because, the devil fruit in this world has no weakness!
seawater?

Where is the sea after the end of the world?
The five oceans were instantly destroyed under the cosmic storm!

Hailou stone?
Never heard of anyone seeing it!

This is a terrible thing, and Zhao Xiaoliu was instinctively guarding against it.

Because Zhao Xiaoliu believes that there is absolutely no perfect thing!

Just like his death devouring, if someone cuts him into a stick and then locks him up with chains, there is nothing he can do.

(End of this chapter)

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