The Good-For-Nothing Demon King's Road To Killing Gods

"Fuck fuck fuck!"

In the empty and dilapidated building, Li Pei grabbed Xu Qinghuan and Xia Yi's necks with both hands and flew through the air at high speed, collapsing walls one after another, and finally pinned the two to the ground.

The murderous intent appeared in the emotionless eyes under the mask, and the thunder and lightning in the sky became more frequent. Two dark purple spears transformed from thunder and lightning condensed next to Li Pei. As expected, Xu Qinghuan and Xia Yi would be responsible for this.

At the critical moment, the golden light shined again, and the holy sword pierced Li Pei's chest. Xia Yi kicked Li Pei away, giving the two of them a chance to escape and breathe.

"It's all your fault!" Xu Qinghuan cursed while coughing violently.

The battle was already coming to an end, and Li Pei's weakened strength was no match for Xia Yi. Just when the two were about to end the battle, Li Pei's strength surged, and his strength was comparable to the night he attacked Xia Yi and Xu Qinghuan in Linjiang City.

What follows is a unilateral crushing.

"If I die at the hands of such a little guy, how embarrassing will it be if my subordinates find out about it in the future? I've told you that foreigners are really unreliable. If the bastard foreign devils are more reliable, I won't be bullied like this. .”

Xu Qinghuan kept thinking at random, with violent coughing in between.

Xia Yi was impatient by his reading, and was about to scold him to shut up when she noticed that Xu Qinghuan was so weak that it was difficult to even stand up. He didn't know how many bones were broken in his body, and he would cough up a lot of blood every time he coughed.

Xia Yi was stunned.

He could obviously escape with Wednesday. He had seen the dangers of the enemy, and the two of them who had not recovered their strength could not be Li Pei's opponents.

Xia Yi looked at Xu Qinghuan. At this moment, he stood up with difficulty holding the steel pipe he picked up casually with both hands, staring at Li Pei who was like a god of death in the distance, his eyes fierce.

Li Pei didn't want to give the two a chance to breathe, so he started moving with a spear in his hand. Xu Qinghuan also launched the final charge. His steps were limping, and the weapon in his hand was ridiculous. It was a steel pipe, like a street The gangsters fight with each other.

It was obviously ridiculous, but the momentum of his charge was as if he was carrying thousands of troops.

Having been with Xu Qinghuan for so long, Xia Yi gradually forgot his original identity and felt that he was just a second-rate character who would grovel and say all the bad things to beg for mercy in order to survive.

Why would a second-rate character who cares about his life risk his life? There was clearly a chance to escape. Whether he or Li Pei died in today's battle, it was a good thing worth celebrating for him, wasn't it?

Xia Yi has always been alone in battles. As a human warrior, she is so powerful that she does not need companions and has never had any companions. Today is the first time, no, the second time that she has felt the presence of companions.

The first time her companion was a devil who was far more terrifying than the enemy, and the second time her companion was a lunatic ordinary person.

Although they are all the same person.

Li Pei's speed was extremely fast, and he was in front of Xu Qinghuan in an instant, stabbing out a killing blow. Xu Qinghuan did not dodge, and swung the steel pipe towards Li Pei's head.

He escaped once in his life, and spent the rest of his life regretting and seeking revenge. But when he finally led the army into the city, he learned that his enemy had died of old age. He had said that in the final battle with Xia Yi, his state Sorry, he didn't try his best not to brag and save face. He was really frustrated at that time and wanted to find a reason to die.

He had gone through hardships all his life and lived for revenge. He had never lived for himself, so he ran away at the last moment.

Although he lived a very hard life and worried about his livelihood every day, he finally felt that he was alive.

This damn god in front of him actually dared to kill one of the few friends he had in this life. He thought it would take hundreds of years to wait for the god to revive, but when Li Pei showed his true appearance in front of him, he almost went crazy with joy.

Xu Qinghuan was extremely grateful for this opportunity. He could finally wield his sword against his enemy, although he knew that the chance of victory was slim.

He should have died a long time ago. Many innocent lives have been lost because of his revenge. He does not expect death to wash away his sins. It is the greatest mercy that fate allows him to die on the road of revenge.

Suddenly, the sound of a car's roaring engine came to my ears.

"Damn, you bastard foreign devils!" Xu Qinghuan cursed in his heart.

…

The destined boy is driving a car and is about to rush to the battlefield prepared by God. Two humans who can threaten the gods are about to die. All the plots are developing towards the script written by God.

On the roof of the unfinished building, a figure opened champagne in celebration.

…

The golden holy sword burned with black flames and cut off the life-devouring spear.

Her long black hair was blowing in the wind, and Xia Yi's original golden eyes were burning with the sin of hell.

"Don't worry, you won't die in his hands." Xia Yi's face remained expressionless.