The Strongest Soldier in the City

The God of Purgatory rushed in front of Chen Liuhe and flew out with a kick. Chen Liuhe received another kick in the chest and flew backwards like a kite with its string cut off.

This scene is so bloody, so bloody!

Emperor Shiyang failed to beat Chen Liuhe to death with one kick, but Chen Liuhe's right leg was cut off directly!

This is simply too scary!

Chen Liuhe, this lunatic, was so crazy that it was unacceptable. He even wanted to severely injure Emperor Shiyang with a kick on his head.

This is a life-threatening style of play. He is injuring the enemy eight hundred and injuring himself a thousand!

Moreover, his ability to resist blows is so strong that he dared to bet on Di Shiyang's fatal kick...

The entire area was filled with the smell of blood. In the cold wind, Emperor Shiyang's shrill screams could be heard endlessly, accompanied by despair and fear!

How unacceptable would it be for a proud and elegant man like him to have his right leg mutilated? What a painful blow it would be? It is conceivable that this cannot be accepted and faced no matter what.

Emperor Shiyang was wailing loudly, full of desolation. He was lying on the ground holding his broken leg tightly. Compared with this inhuman pain, he could not accept the fact before him.

On the other side, Chen Liuhe was much quieter.

He was lying on the ground, as if he was breathing out more than he was breathing in. He didn't even moan in pain, but his slightly heaving chest proved that he was not dead!

His hands are still holding Di Shiyang's residual leg. This is an instinctive consciousness, and he doesn't want to let go!

His current appearance is even more miserable than before. It can only be described with the word "tragic"!

His chest collapsed, several sternums were broken, and penetrated directly from his flesh and blood. I don't know how many ribs were broken. Anyway, the entire chest and abdomen area had changed its shape.

His head felt like it was about to burst, and blood kept flowing out quickly, quickly staining the mud beneath him red.

The kick that Di Shiyang just kicked was fatal to anyone, and Chen Liuhe was no exception.

The kick that Shengsheng withstood almost made Chen Liuhe's head explode. It is still in chaos and stings to the point of splitting. There is blood seeping out of his ears, eyes, nose, and mouth.

This was obviously a tragic situation caused by a fatal blow to the brain.

Chen Liuhe's eyes were slightly knocked, and his mouth squirmed slightly, as if he wanted to move, but found that he had no strength at all.

He could only vaguely see the dark night sky, and there was a buzzing in his ears.

Tragic!

This battle can only be described as tragic. Before this, no one could have imagined that this battle would progress to this extent!

So far, Chen Liuhe is still alive, but the life and death of Blood Banquet are unknown. Emperor Shiyang also had a right leg cut off, and the God of Purgatory was traumatized and his body was stained red with blood!

The broken body of Chen Liuhe was one against three. The battle reached such a point. Apart from shocking, what other words can be used to describe it?

If this spreads out, the whole world will tremble for Chen Liuhe!

Regardless of his success or failure tonight, his name will definitely reverberate across this planet, and he will definitely become an enduring legend!

Tragic!

Chen Liuhe tonight is so tragic! ! !

The ferocity and inhuman willpower in him are enough to make people tremble!

The God of Purgatory was also shocked by this sudden change. He stood there and stared blankly at Di Shiyang who kept howling miserably. For a moment, he actually forgot what he was going to do!

This was so terrifying, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Kill him, kill him quickly, I will cut him into pieces, I will let him die in the most tragic way in the world." Emperor Shiyang screamed repeatedly, his voice roaring like a madman.

The God of Purgatory came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and tried hard to suppress the throbbing in his heart. He frowned tightly and turned his eyes to look at Chen Liuhe, who was lying in a pool of blood.

At this moment, the joy in his heart became even stronger!

He was glad that he was still standing here intact, and he was glad that the two people who fell were not him!

He was fortunate that after an extremely brutal fight, Chen Liuhe was also on the verge of death.

Chen Liuhe is finished. Even a god cannot get up again. No matter how tenacious his vitality is, it is not enough to support him!

After calming down his mind, the God of Purgatory did not delay further. He wanted to execute Chen Liuhe, completely kill this dangerous man full of evil and treachery, and completely eliminate this threat!

The God of Purgatory strode towards Chen Liuhe. He didn't think that Chen Liuhe had the possibility of resisting. Even if that guy raised his finger, it would be a luxury, right?

What he wants to do is to take away the last breath that Chen Liuhe hangs on his chest and refuses to take...

Just when the Purgatory God took a few steps, the distance between him and Chen Liuhe was less than three or four meters.

Suddenly, Chen Liuhe, who had been motionless, moved again.

He shook off the remaining leg that was hugging his chest, put his hands on the ground, and slowly sat up.

This situation made the Purgatory God's pupils suddenly shrink, and he was extremely horrified!

He no longer knows what words to use to describe his state of mind. How can this monster still move?

It seems that after a short rest, Chen Liuhe, who seemed to be immortal, regained some strength.

He sat upright tremblingly, shook his head vigorously, and slapped his head hard several times with his palms, trying to wake himself up again.

Even though he was bleeding from his seven orifices, he still refused to let himself give up like this, let alone collapse like this.

He knew that he had done a good job. This battle had already caused two people to fall, but it was not over yet. He could not give up halfway. The hope of survival was getting bigger and bigger. He must persevere until the end!

Even if you are really going to die, you must try your best to fight until the last moment, at least to keep all three of them...

Chen Liuhe didn't even look at the God of Purgatory, or he didn't even want to waste the energy to raise his eyelids.

After sitting upright, Chen Liuhe tried to take a deep breath, but maybe because the trauma to his inner body was too severe, every breath caused a tearing sting in his internal organs, and a mouthful of blood could not stop flowing down his body. The corners of his mouth overflowed.

After a pause of two seconds, Chen Liuhe slowly stood up. The whole process was difficult, and his body was shaking violently, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.