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Chapter 1629 That is the sound of heartbreak

【Send first and then change ~】

"Is it just hiding it from him?" The Witch King Planck changed his color and flashed to the Witch King Li Dan: "I am very sorry for what happened between them, especially since he didn't even have time to say the last farewell."

"You have been out of human state for too long, and this kind of thing will never be prepared for." The witch king Li Dan shook his head: "It's good for both of them."

Indeed, it was good to both of them. The whole plan was a scene for Xu Yichen alone. Otherwise, even with the power of the Witch King, it would be difficult to create a machine that can kill the gods in just a few days.

During the entire plan, the Witch Kings were mainly responsible for acting in addition to providing some technical support, while the War God Huang Shiren was the director, starring, and producer.

Because of Huang Laoxie's weakness, Xu Yichen successfully left a deep wound on his waist and abdomen. However, in return, Huang Laoxie also took the opportunity to punch Xu Yichen's previous wound, causing the wound to be completely torn apart.

A large amount of blood flowed along Xu Yichen's eye sockets, blocking his right eye's view.

The blood of both sides flowed freely on the battlefield. The blood of the God of War was like melted gold, reflecting the sunlight on the sand. Xu Yichen's blood was quietly burning silver flames in the air, and gold and silver intertwined together, embellishing this duel that did not involve extraordinary power at all.

Huang Laoxie touched the blood from the wound and laughed out loud, just like when he was full of energy on the battlefield.

Xu Yichen touched the blood on his forehead and laughed out loud. He didn't know how many years he hadn't enjoyed such a pure battle, no rules, no constraints, no obligations, no responsibility.

Just fighting, only fighting.

Just like humans have just learned to walk upright, learn to use their fragile bodies and sharp weapons to fight against nature and prey that are much stronger than them.

Because of the wound on his face, Xu Yichen gave up and continued to pull, but fitted up to fight Huang Laoxie in close combat. Their distance was so close that their foreheads were almost pressed against their foreheads, and their shoulders hit their shoulders.

The two daggers are like butterflies chasing each other, flying up and down, and each collision is accompanied by sparks. Their styles are so similar that they almost feel like they are fighting themselves in the mirror.

Their fists were also looking for opportunities in the group, leaving scars in the opponent's weak places. Every time the fist hits the muscle, it would make a dull sound. For two Eastern warriors who have mastered the ancient skills of exerting force, at this distance, the power of the fist is no less than that of the dagger.

"I still remember the time you went to Yingzhou to participate in a military exchange competition. I shouldn't have taught you Cun Jin's skills!" Huang Laoxie's facial features were a little distorted, because Xu Yichen just hit his stomach. If it weren't for a virtual world, their state would have been set to the most perfect state, with sufficient blood sugar and empty digestive system.

Otherwise, the believers of the God of War present will have the honor to enjoy the scene of the God of War swearing. At that time, the most devout believers of the God of War will have to hide their expressions with an embarrassing but polite smile.

"My power-making skills are taught by the masters of the Sword Hall. I learned them before you teach me." Xu Yichen was not willing to be outdone: "You are too old and have slow reactions!"

"Nonsense, what kind of practical things they teach you can have, the skills I teach you to exert force are at least one quarter faster than them!" Huang Laoxie hit Xu Yichen's liver area with a more favorable fist. His strength even made Xu Yichen almost leave the ground at a certain moment.

"Don't put gilds on your face. Why don't you say that your power skills are more than half weak in strength?" Xu Yichen spat a bloody smear into Huang Laoxie's eyes, forcing the other party to dodge.

But Huang Laoxie quickly returned the color and sucked his nose hard in a more disgusting way to make Xu Yichen give up his plan to take the opportunity to expand his advantage.

Looking at Huang Laoxie's expression of hurting each other, Xu Yichen retreated. After all, he knew deeply that the other party was a cruel person who could pull down his face and take off his pants in public, but he couldn't do it.

This battle was so long that Pastor Richard even found a set of dagger fighting techniques from the battle between the two people. He even learned the power of the Eastern boxing without a teacher by observing the muscles of the two people.

As the God of War, Pastor Richard may have various shortcomings, but his talent in martial arts is unquestionable.

For a moment, Pastor Richard seemed to have learned his mind and realized that this was actually a gift given to them by the God of War, giving martial arts warriors from another world to believers of the God of War in this world.

Pastor Richard focused on observing the battle in the arena, and many believers of the God of War around him also gained something. However, Pastor Richard sensitively discovered that the God of War Campas seemed to have begun to fall into a disadvantage.

Maybe it was because he was exhausted, or maybe it was because he hadn't fought in such a state of almost naked clothing for too long. As the battle time lengthened, Huang Laoxie was gradually suppressed by Xu Yichen.

Now, the number of wounds on his body is more than twice that of Xu Yichen.

Xu Yichen also discovered this. He sent his arm like lightning. The dagger inserted a cold light into Huang Laoxie's heart. Through a series of calculations and oppressions, he accumulated Huang Laoxie's space, making him unable to dodge and unable to block it.

From any perspective, Xu Yichen won the duel unless he himself didn't want to.

The moment the dagger was inserted into Huang Laoxie's chest, Xu Yichen stopped: "Let's stop here today."

A somewhat discouraged smile appeared on Huang Laoxie's face: "Unconsciously, you have grown to this point. Without external forces interfering, I am no longer your opponent."

"You are better than the blue than the blue, you teach well." Xu Yichen breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take back his dagger.

However, Huang Laoxie's hands suddenly held Xu Yichen's knife-holding hand tightly and said loudly: "This is a fair duel, a duel recognized by the God of War. I announce that you have won this game!"

Xu Yichen was panicked by the sudden change. Before he could react, Huang Laoxie showed an apology smile and pulled Xu Yichen's hand and brought it into his chest.

At that moment, Xu Yichen seemed to have entered the state of [Red Time] again. The wind stopped in his ears, the sun above his head was no longer warm, and the sand under his feet was no longer hot.

Only the sound of the blade piercing the heart was like an eternal nightmare that stayed in Xu Yichen's perception.
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