Chapter 360: Supreme return

"Qiao!"
Yuan Zhiv launches an attack first, and even if exhausted, he will explode three times faster than an ordinary hybrid.
As if the two figures were staggered, Yuan Zhinv was empty.
Wang will smile and look at the two of them. Now that the war is in place, he has the certainty of victory.
"To kill me, your sword is not sharp enough."
"What about me?" Suddenly, in the dark night, there was a response from a man.
There was an extra figure at the stairwell of the drilling, but there were thousands of people fighting outside. Who broke in and broke in?
Yuan Zhisheng froze for a moment, and this voice appeared behind him. He had never noticed that if the other party launched a sneak attack, he would have been killed.
Three eyes looked at the figure in unison.
Uesugitsu, the ramen chef arrived at the last moment with the majesty of the underworld. He took off the uniform of the ramen chef, took off the ridiculous baotou cloth, put on a long night coat, and the travel bag behind was filled with Japanese swords.
He is not very burly, but at this moment it looks like an emperor sitting on a high place, looking down on the kneeling courtiers, his eyes calm as water, but the water is hidden in the wind and thunder.
However, when Uesugi's eyes turned to Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinv, her pupils were trembling, a little frightened, and a little excited, and her eyes, which were hidden by the wind and thunder, could become gentle and watery.
What makes a mafia supreme fear?
Orange Zhengzong succeeded, and indeed neither power, woman, nor money could bring this dying emperor back to the battlefield.
"Aren't you going to look at your two children? That's your descendants, one called Yuan Zhisheng, one called Yuan Zhinv, born emperor and ghost. If you don't come, they will die in Tamagawa." This is the only call from Orange Masatoshi to Uesugi tonight.
Uesugi knew this was a conspiracy, but he couldn't refuse.
His heart has been dull for decades, just like the wooden fish in the temple has not been knocked for a long time, and is gradually covered with dust. What does the sorrow and joy of others have to do with him? He was a man who should not have been born. He lived the wrong life and delayed the most important people in his life. Although he is still alive and breathless, he still can't bear to die, but the world has nothing to do with him after all. He failed to have love and family like normal people. He had "subordinates" instead of "friends." Friendship and affection were all strange things to him. The only attachment to his mother lasted for so many years, but his His mother has been buried in the tomb of the owner outside Nanjing, and he can no longer hear his confession.
He is a man who abandoned the world and was abandoned by the world, so he wanted to escape.
But when Orange Zhengzong told him that he still had two sons, the long-dusted, wooden fish-like heart seemed to be hit by a heavy mallet, and the dust rustled, and the heart rang loudly.
"Who are you ?!" Yuan Zhisheng asked alertly, and the current situation is not optimistic about him.
Uesugi opened his mouth and wanted to say that I was your dad. But in such a shame, even if he is an old hooligan, he can't say anything. He has never met in decades. When he came up, he said that he was someone else's dad.
"It's okay not to know ..." Uesugi murmured, he came today with the determination to die, but don't make a sorrowful moment. The children presumed to have been accustomed to the days when there was no father, and he should have paid in silence.
"This guy gives it to me, you two don't succeed." Uesugi looked at the brothers deeply, and they were very handsome. Like himself, it is estimated that there are many beautiful girls who like it.
Uesugi no longer spoke. His eyes were blinded for a moment, as if outside the gods, the sea breeze blew his white hair, he looked so old, but his eyes were so warm.
"Boom!"
Wang will not be able to bear it anymore, and rushes forward to the shirt in advance.
Uesugi's movements were not in a hurry, and he pulled out two samurai swords from the travel bag on the back. There were simple patterns on the blades. This is a "Tang-like sword" cast by the Japanese in the shape of a weapon of the Tang Dynasty. It is an antiquities to be provided in any museum. There are dozens of handles in the travel bag of Sugitsu, a similar-level ancient sword.
"Qiao!"
A long knife flew out of Wang Jiang's cuffs, slashed down, and whistled.
The shirt was more furious, is the strongest emperor a children's play?
The swords face each other, and the two swords collide violently. At this time, any skill is useless. This is a comparison of strength and strength. With a click, Wang cracked the long knife in his hand with a fine line.
Then it crashed into pieces, the blades flying all over the sky, and the top of the shirt roared, grabbed the king's neck, and hit the ground with a blow. The other Japanese sword held in his left hand penetrated the king's heart without hesitation.
A set of actions at one go, this old man who has been a ramen chef for decades, still has a lionish style when he wakes up.
"Not bad."
Chu Mo praised it lightly. Although he knew that this king would be fake, it wasn't the orange zongzong himself, but he could easily defeat a mixed race comparable to the next generation, and it was also a humanoid dragon.
White King's awakening must be accompanied by a tsunami and a corpse counterattack. Chu Mo handed over these tasks to Xia Mi and Lu Mingfei.
"Guru ~"
Both Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhida were dumbfounded, but what about Wang Jiang, who lost such a scene?
They just played against each other just now, knowing their strength.
Uesugi's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and for the first time pretending to be in front of his son, he felt pretty good. He screamed, "Come here."
A few cadres from the eight homes of Sheqi near the stairwell of the drilling hurriedly ran, without knowing the situation, heard Uesugi continue to say: "You stay to protect the two of them, and you are not allowed to hurt them a little . "
"Yes."
Several cadres echoed.
Uesugi then lifted his travel bag and walked toward the drilling, and there was the last monster to deal with.
Until Uesugi Yue left, several cadres from the eight houses of Sheqi had not responded. Why should they listen to an old man who didn't know him at all? It's just that the character of the underworld supreme in Shang Su-yue can't be erased in this life.
Drilling the hole, this is the last place where Sheqi Bajia will keep. The master of the Miyamoto family is carrying out the slaughter in accordance with the plan of the orange sect. Although the fighting outside was fierce, there was absolutely no horror here.
The water surface burst, and gray-white water mixed with mercury rose into the sky. Driven by the violence of the thing off the water, thousands of lung snails spread out like bullets, hitting the wall of the well with an explosive sound, their hard shells completely shattered, and their bodies turned into slime-like substances stuck to the well On the wall.
The plain white shadow was covered with off-white water and rose into the sky at a shell-like speed. But gravity quickly reduced its speed. It found a support point before falling. It grabbed the layers of iron frames on the well wall and climbed up at high speed. Its size is roughly equivalent to a killer whale, and its weight is estimated to be more than ten tons. Those iron frames cannot support its weight at all, and it collapses layer by layer under it.
How can God be destroyed by mercury and bombs?
Four Vulcan cannons erected on the platform rang and poured steel into the well. They used special armor-piercing ammunition and were powerful enough to blow a rhinoceros into pieces.
But this shell can only give the monster a little pain.
Baqi Serpent became impatient. It wasn't the tentacles but the eight curved dragon necks that grabbed the wall of the well. The thing had eight heads, and sharp teeth were biting on the wall of the well. Its lower limbs are short and deformed, so it uses eight heads as feet, and the climbing action is like an eight-legged spider. Those slender necks curled and stretched like snakes, and eight pairs of candle-like golden eyes were extinguished in the air.
"No, Mercury and Vulcan cannon will not work, retreat, retreat, God will come out."
The head of Miyamoto looked a little flustered. He yelled and picked up a light machine gun and shot at the wellhead frantically, hoping to delay more time.
"Animal, is it right to die honestly?"
Uesugi's voice sounded. He looked like a lunatic to others. When everyone else desperately wanted to escape from the drilling, he jumped in and jumped in. When heavy weapons and high technology could not stop this prehistoric creature, he greeted him with flesh and blood. His size is only one percent of God!
A high chanting sounded, and a black flame ignited on Uesugi's weapon.
The arc of the sword was cut open flatly, and a pale head rose with the blood like a spring. He cut off a head of God!
In great pain, God let go of all the heads attached to the wall of the well and besieged Uesugi, who fell on it, but Uesugi waved his long sword and drove those hard dragon heads back. The two sides rolled together and fell, leaving a large piece of blood on the well wall, the knife splashed dazzling fire on the scales, the was roaring and wailing, and Uesugi gave a more terrifying roar than God.
It wasn't a dragon-slaying at all, it was the fierceness of two monsters entangled and slaughtering each other to tear and chew each other. It only took ten seconds to fall from the wellhead to the bottom of the well, but no one dared to listen to the roar and howl of those ten seconds, and everyone covered their ears tightly.
"Boom!"
The Baqi Snake crashed into the bottom of the well. It was cut off four heads, and the remaining four heads were dying. After all, it was just a monster that inherited the legacy of the White King and could not exert its power.
By virtue of his instinctive fight, Uesugi won the game, but his situation is not optimistic. At the last moment, he grabbed the rock wall before he fell to the bones. There was a bite mark on his abdomen, and there were countless wounds on his body.
Uesugi gritted his teeth and slammed his arms hard. The whole person ejected like a missile, rushed out of the drilling directly, and landed on the ground.
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
Chu Mo applauded, it was a wonderful fight, a wonderful swordsmanship.
"There are not many people who can admire me, you count as one." Chu Mo said lightly, he had already raised the rage, a slashing sword, and the blood on the blade kept ticking on the ground.
The audience does not need much, one is enough, and the remaining people Chu Mo will be happy to help solve it.
Uesugi scanned the corpses around, took a deep breath, and exclaimed: "Be a fisherman's advantage, a good way. But did you neglect what ... You need to take away the animal in the well, you still need Pass me, right ... Mr. Chu. "
"I will say hello to you on behalf of the principal of Angers." Chu Mo smiled lightly. "If he can see his old friends regain their glory, he will surely jump out of the coffin."
"It looks like the old rogue's style."
Uesugi's mouth was wide, and he thrown away the two ancient knives in his hand, and withdrew two of them from the travel bag again. The previous blade was completely cut.
"Don't worry, drink it."
Chu Mo picked up a test tube from his arms and threw it up to Shanyue. "Healing potion, he can recover your injury. We will fight well."
"Ha ha……"
"What kind of injury is that, come on." Uesugi smiled, and threw the potion back directly, stepped forward with his knife.
The movements of the two are surprisingly synchronized.
Moving forward together, waving the knife together, one left and one right in the air, the two draw a semicircle at the same time. The arc is red and shiny, and it looks more like the sun in a total solar eclipse. Two rounds of black sun rise in the sky at the same time, lighting up the sword in their hands.
Black day to black day! ! !
Two horrible gravitational forces rose and attacked each other at the same time, and the steel skeleton along the drilling edge was melted and collapsed and flew towards the black sun.
"This kind of death method is still pretty." Uesugi smiled bitterly, even the words did not take the advantage.
The only disadvantage of Black Day is behind it!
The upswing was an absolute offensive. Swords and swords constantly touched each other. Chu Mo held the rage in the seven deadly sins, which should have occupied an absolute advantage, but now it is in the disadvantage. Uesugi's swordsmanship is better than Chu Mo's.
This underworld supreme, more a lifeless death.
Chu Mo's knives were all about to cut into his neck, but this madman didn't look back. He also cut toward Chu Mo's neck. Whose knife is faster than his neck, or whose neck is harder?
But this kind of fight is only interesting. If the cruelty of the victory is a disrespect to this man.
"Qiao! Qiao! Qiao!"
The flames of the two suns blasted in mid-air, and the golden eyes of the two men burned to the extreme. The shirts stepped back sharply, panting and tearing off their trench coats.
The tattoo of the underworld supreme was revealed, the greasy twisted all over his back, and he threw away the ancient knife in his hand again. With such a high-intensity attack, his weapons could not be supported.
Fortunately, he brought enough, and there were dozens of ancient knives in his travel bag.
"Boom!"
Collisions in the field, the same language, and different users are within this narrow range. The power of two rounds of black sun collided frantically, and the things that could be shredded, burned, and destroyed were basically destroyed by black sun.
Even the blood and corpses are invisible on the ground.
Fortunately, the severely injured Baqi snake was lying deep in the drilling, otherwise it might be destroyed directly.
The two fought each other for several minutes, but they collided every second, and the intensity was evident. But the outcome is sometimes in a flash.
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