Global Awakening: The Strongest Death Row Prisoner

Ning Xia was not surprised when she heard this.

Just nodded slightly.

Showing a flower-like smile.

"I already knew it."

"I like you too."

she said with a smile.

Then, she turned her head and looked at Ning Jue.

The next moment.

A pure white field enveloped her and Ning Jue.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

"This pure power...is it?!"

This is the ultimate method in the field of surgery.

The small scales were originally wrapped around Ning Xia's shoulders, but the white field directly bounced her away!

It looked anxiously at the white field.

It could feel that Ning Xia's emotion just now was one of determination!

The moment Chu Sanhan saw the white ball of light appear, an extremely ominous premonition appeared in his heart.

He didn't know what Ning Xia was going to do.

But he had a premonition in his heart.

The two of them can never see each other again.

His eyes were blank, looking at the white field.

Chu Sanhan was a martial artist and could feel the strong life force flowing through it.

Buzz!

A trembling sound.

In the distance, a man walked over.

He walked through the air.

Every step can break the space.

His whole body is covered with a layer of oily substance, which is like nothingness and can neutralize all passing supernatural powers.

He is none other than Zhao Ting.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Zhao Ting's current strength is invincible.

The deep ravine surrounding Xiangyang blocked the desert warships and soldiers.

But he couldn't stop Zhao Ting.

Seeing his approach, everyone felt a strong pressure.

Everyone is exhausted.

I can't fight him anymore.

Zhao Ting had no expression on his face and raised his hand.

Buzz!

An extremely thin jet black line burst out from the tip of his finger.

Directly penetrated the space.

This thin line has no chronological sequence from launch to arrival.

It was born out of thin air, and from beginning to end, it was a thin line that appeared at the same time.

The death line of life.

Anyone hit by this blow will definitely die.

This thin line can penetrate any material.

Not even space can stop it.

This is the most powerful killing ability.

The pure white space displayed by Ning Xia was penetrated instantly.

The pure white ball immediately shattered and turned into light spots scattered everywhere, dissolving in the air.

Ning Xia inside was revealed.

She had closed her eyes.

There was a big hole in her chest.

The heart is gone.

The blood stained her white clothes.

The life force in her body quickly drained away.

Eventually, the body dries up.

Instead, the vitality in Ning Jue's body surged rapidly.

Chu Sanhan looked at this scene in a daze.

He knew that Ning Xia was dead.

All the life force in her body has been transferred to Ning Jue by her superpower.

Ning Xia once mentioned this move.

Ageless surgery...

Superpower in the field of surgery, the most powerful method.

It can give people eternal life, but the caster himself will die.

Ning Xia used this move to save Ning Jue who was dying! ?

At this moment, Chu Sanhan spit out a large mouthful of blood!

The internal organs in his body were covered in extreme pain at that moment, and then they all shattered.

The injuries he suffered just now have been suppressed by his internal strength.

But now his energy and blood attack his heart, and he is angry, sad, sad, and regretful.

Countless negative emotions made his Dantian collapse.

His emotions reached the extreme end of pain, beyond that limit.

His hand suddenly crushed the black iron knife handle in his hand, and his eyes flashed scarlet.

Ning Xia also likes him...

Ha ha ha ha! ! !

But, she is already dead!

Zhao Ting's thin black line penetrated the center of her eyebrows accurately.

Then, the black line moved and was about to cross Ning Jue's body.

The immortality surgery is not invincible. Once fatally injured, you will still die.

Therefore, Chu San was shaken.

He would not let Ning Xia sacrifice her life to save her life and die again.

He took one step forward and rushed towards Ning Jue hysterically, covering his body.

But the black line did not slide across his body as he expected.

He and Ning Jue were both pushed out by a pair of powerful and old hands.

He looked at that person, it was Zeng Wuxiang.

At this moment, Chu Sanhan's ears couldn't hear clearly.

He seemed to have fallen into the deep sea, and only heard a faint sound.

"escape."

Zeng Wuxiang exhausted the last of his energy, and with the roar of the dragon elephant, he directly knocked Ning Jue and Chu Sanhan back a hundred meters.

Chu Sanhan was protecting Ning Jue when he was knocked into the ruins and coughed up blood.

Zeng Wuxiang stood there, with the black line piercing his head.

Life force passes in an instant.

There was no external injury. Zeng Wuxiang bled to death from his seven orifices.

Chu Sanhan looked at this scene.

Eyes trembling.

Tears of blood flowed from his eyes.

Stand up slowly.

The black line on Zhao Ting's fingertips was rapidly approaching him.

Li Hanguang activated his sword and wanted to kill Zhao Ting.

But the moment the sword blade came into contact with Zhao Ting's head, it lost the blessing of the sword's power and fell to the ground in vain.

Immune to supernatural attacks, he is simply the best of scoundrels!

The hilt of his knife was broken, so he held the blade directly.

Looking at the approaching black line, Chu Sanhan smiled miserably.

Three disasters, three disasters.

It turns out that this is the third plague.

Not physical pain.

But the loss of feelings.

The beloved girl, Zeng Wuxiang, who was like her father and teacher, all died.

My good friend Ning Jue, whose life or death is uncertain, does not know whether the immortality operation will be successful.

Xiangyang, where I grew up, has been reduced to ruins.

What a three-disaster...

Chu Sanhan's eyes were full of blood and tears, and everything he saw in his eyes was covered with blood.

He held the blade, ignoring the blood dripping from the cut on his palm.

Facing the incoming black line, he slashed out with his sword.

As the blade was swung, there was blood.

At this moment, the anger and hatred in his heart surged together.

Most importantly, there is a hint of regret.

What he regretted was that he actually promised Ning Xia to give up his obsession and live well.

Bullshit!

What he regretted was that he promised not to blame himself anymore.

Bullshit!

It's all bullshit!

"Sorry, Ning Xia."

Chu Sanhan swung the fatal sword in vain and murmured at the same time.

This is an apology to the dead Ning Xia.

Because he didn't keep his promise.

He wants strength, he wants regret, he wants anger.

He wants to blame himself.

He wants to hate.

He wants to use the emotion of extremely hating his own powerlessness to make himself feel the pain.

He wants all the power.

He wants a world where no one can hurt the people around him.

This pure and extreme emotion burst out from Chu Sanban's heart.

Plasma spurted out in all directions.

All the blood vessels in Chu Sanhan's body exploded.

His body instantly turned into blood.

Then, all the wounds healed in an instant.

boom! ! !

The knife in his hand was stained with blood!

That knife absorbed all the blood in his body!

All the injuries in Chu Sanhan's body recovered in this instant.

He held a blood-red blade.

Buzz!

One slash.

That jet black silk thread.

It was cut off by this knife with overwhelming hatred.