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1330. Death of Warren

1330. Warren's Death

However, after smashing Warren's body through the Empire State Building, Chu Yun still had no intention of giving up.

As the strong wind urged, Chu Yun bent his hands and clasped his palms into a fist. One move of Baji collapse exploded instantly.

Eight fists exploded almost at the same time. The fierce energy tore through the sky, pierced the sky, and smashed the devastated figure under the Empire State Building again.

Everyone was almost crazy, Max's eyes were bloodshot, and Dam was even more hysterical.

"Bitch, bastard!"

"Stop!"

Seeing that Warren was already dying, Dam almost cried, tears flowing.

That is the pillar of the United States' decisive country. Is it really going to die under Chu Yun's fist?

But no matter how threatened Warren threatened, he would let Warren shout and scold him.

Chu Yun ignored it at all. The fierce fist wind tore through the void and exploded the air. With a speed that was almost beyond the sound barrier, he hated everyone's eyes that were almost bleeding and twitching, and slammed hard on Warren's broken body.

Bang, bang, bang...

Eight consecutive explosions resounded between heaven and earth, but trembled in everyone's hearts.

They watched helplessly that the American God-Protecting God, the Pillar of Determination, was smashed by Chu Yun's punch, and his chest was sunken, his ribs were broken, and his blood mixed with internal organs sprayed all over the sky.

Moreover, under the surging fist force, Warren's body was shocked by the recoil force and flew into the air.

Just in the midst of lightning, Chu Yun waved his long sword.

I saw the sword light sweeping across, and the blue sky was like a rainbow, shooting directly into the world.

Almost instantly, it penetrated Warren's throat and finally nailed him to the top of the Empire State Building!

"You...you..."

On the dome, blood flowed down the corners of Warren's mouth.

Warren stared at the boy in disbelief, looked down at his throat that was pierced by a sword.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Before his death, Warren never expected that his grand master of heaven and the American protector would eventually die under the sword of a Chinese boy.

At the last moment of his life, Warren looked up at the distance, and looked at the mountains, rivers and lands where he lived all his life.

I saw tall buildings in the distance and the traffic was endless. The skyscrapers were like long swords that pierced the sky, proclaiming their prosperity and prosperity like the whole world.

New York, the most prosperous and fertile city in the world, ended up becoming Warren's burial place.

Who would have thought that the pillar of the United States' defining country was finally crucified at the highest point of the United States and the peak of the Empire State Building.

At this moment, it was dusk.

The setting sun sets. The blood-stained sun dyes the whole world red...

Under the sunset, the corpse, which was nailed to the dome by a long sword, was dyed with a hazy light, hanging there alone. It was like a black silhouette at dusk, with a breeze blowing, and he shook slightly, and the blood-stained hair flew gently.

Under the sunset, Warren's death undoubtedly shows even more magnificent and tragic.

The world is quiet at this moment.

Max burst into tears, and Dam kneeled down and fell again.

The more than 100,000 people looked at the corpse nailed to the top of the Empire State Building, but they all knelt down.

They were sad, they were panicked, and there was sorrow and sadness between their eyebrows.

A strong and extremely sad aura immediately swept across the world.

The next moment, the sad crying swept across this sea of ​​clouds like a wave.

Warren is dead.

The United States' pillar of decisive power fell.

Who else can take the lead in American martial arts in the future?

Although Hongmen is stationed here, the power of Hongmen does not belong to them in the United States at all.

In an instant, everyone's heart was filled with despair. A huge shadow enveloped everyone's heart.

On this day, the whole United States and the whole country were mourning.

Later, in the history of the development of world martial arts, today was described as "the tragedy of the United States". Every year, government agencies at all levels in the United States lowered the flag at half of the flag to mourn. On this day of every year, they will position themselves as the "National Misfortune Day" and hold large-scale mourning and sacrificial activities.

To encourage future generations, never forget the national humiliation and forge ahead!

The initiator of this global massacre was just a teenager.

His name is Chu Yun, he is Mr. Chu in Jiangdong, and he is the number one in the blood list, the Demon King of Chu.

He defeated the entire United States with one man.

Above the dome, there are corpses hanging.

Little blood scattered with the wind, so that this world seemed to have a bloody rain.

Under the Empire State Building, everyone knelt down and cried. Only the young man outside the nine heavens was independent of the world.

He has a pretty face and a sneer on his face.

The deep and distant eyes looked down at the sky and the sky, as if the countless living beings in this world were just ants in his eyes.

After all, after a long time, Chu Yun's eyes finally fell on Dam who was among the crowd.

"What trump cards do you have in the United States? Just use them."

"If you want to fight, I will accompany you to the end?"

Chu Yun's proud sneer echoed like a rolling thunder.

Max's eyes were blood red, and the hatred in his heart was even more intense. He couldn't help it and cursed angrily at Chu Yun: "Bastard, do you dare to kill my Godly General of Protecting the Country?"
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