Vol 2 Chapter 3775: These two knife lights!

Yan Zhu is here.
This guy was brought out by Su Wujin, and his behavior was exactly the same as his former boss.
When he should be tough, he will be tougher, and when he should be guilty, he can be a bit lower than Su Rui.
So, this time, he just showed up and made Zoe Nes half angry.
"This passage seems a bit sloppy. With your IQ, can you understand what I mean?"
This sentence is really going to drive Zoe Nes crazy.
Zoeness’s IQ is actually very high, and I probably understood Yan Zhu’s words, but who are the former boss and the current boss? What does it have to do with her?
Looking at Yan Zhu's face, Zoe Nes felt a little irritated, so a sweet feeling rushed to her throat, one of them didn't hold back, and he vomited blood!
"Is it handsome by me?" Yan Zhu chuckled and touched his face: "I don't think I'm as handsome as this kind of brutality, Miss Zoeness, it's better to find a cafe and let's talk. Chat? Anyway, it's impossible for you to escape, the former boss said, let me just take you away, life and death."
Life and death.
After hearing these words, Zoe Nes felt panicked for a moment.
Can't escape completely.
"Miss Zoeness, do you surrender yourself, or let my people do it?" Yan Zhushi said: "Such a beautiful woman, if you let my subordinates pierce dozens of holes in your body. , The result is really not what we want to see."
Zoe Nes was covered with blood and dust at this time, and she seemed to be embarrassed to the extreme, and she couldn't see the slightest noble appearance of the goddess Tianzheng.
"I'll give you one minute to consider whether to surrender actively or resist to the end. One minute later, I will let someone do it." Yan Zhu said, tuned out the mobile phone stopwatch and set an alarm clock for 60 seconds.
"Start," he said.
As a result, the field began to fall into a strange silence.
For Zoe Nes, every second now is difficult. She knows that her life is infinitely close to the end.
Whether it was resistance or surrender, there was only one result after all.
Without the power to change, there can be no miracles.
"Miss Zoeness, are you still looking at the Star Temple?" Yan Zhu said, "I tell you, although they are your allies, although they are all part of the Tianzheng Sect, they didn't think about it from beginning to end. I want to help you. This time, it is good for the God of the Starry Sky to see death and not save. If you ask them for help, they will completely push the Tianzheng Holy See into the abyss."
Don't look at Yan Zhu who usually stays in the country, and has a good understanding of the dark world.
Zoeness's eyes showed a fierce and decisive look: "I never accept failure. No one has ever defeated me. Anyone who wants to defeat me will die and die!"
With that said, Zoeness's face suddenly showed a hideous color, and with a wave of the cross sword, it directly slashed at the Chinese man closest to her!
She can clearly feel that the strength of these flat-headed men is not as strong as hers, and may not have the opportunity to force a breakthrough!
However, this time, Zoeness still failed.
When she swung the cross sword, at least two Triangular Army pierced into Zoynes's back waist!
At the same time, two military thorns pierced her thigh separately!
The leg arteries broke on the spot!
The blood squirted out like a jet!
The people that Yan Zhu brought with him didn't have the slightest thoughts of pity for Xiangyu Yu! In their eyes, Zoe Nes is not a peerless beauty, but a powerful and enemy!
Afterwards, Zoe Nes fell to the ground covered in blood, feeling the rapid passing of vitality, and then slowly closed her eyes.
In her last eyes, there was still unwillingness, hatred and hideousness.
Seeing Zoe Nes's miserable situation, Yan Zhu shook his head, the latter's eyes also made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Too anxious, I didn't wait for my alarm clock to ring." Taking out the cigarette in his mouth and squeezing it out, Yan Zhu said, "Where is power? There is only one end to the fight for power, no one will Good results."
"Brother Yan, do you still want to take her away?" a subordinate asked.
"Forget it, that's it, don't take it away." Yan Zhu shook his head and got into the car.
All the people got in the car and left.
Only Zoe Nes was left lying alone in the Latin American sunshine.
Many of the facilities in the small town of Sulis are very imperfect, so no one knows how long Zoe Nes, who has a peerless appearance and figure, will be exposed here, maybe...she will always be lying here, Until it becomes a pile of dry bones.
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In the church of San Fatino, the situation has begun to look different.
The of the starry sky has already walked in, he saw the blade light that seemed to be able to kill everything, and he also saw the sun composed of blades rising from the open-air heart!
He was also shocked by this scene.
For the God of the Starry Sky, he has always thought that he is "under the starry sky, but I am the only one", but after seeing this grand sword light, the God of the Starry Sky was somewhat silent.
He felt that his trip was very worthwhile, at least he had seen a lot of areas he hadn't seen before.
Just like the two swords used by these two people, for the God of Starry Sky, it is another realm.
It's not that he can't reach it, but it's a little strange.
Infinite desire for battle began to rise in the eyes of the Star God.
That is a fanaticism dedicated to the strong.
The sword of the old pope brought infinite power and vitality, and cut his head towards the open heart.
This is a knife condensed with his vitality, and this is the last knife used with his accumulated skills for 20 to 30 years.
There is no retreat, and there is no room for maneuver.
Except forward, there is only death.
At this moment, there was only peace in the eyes of the old pope. Although he knew that he was infinitely close to death, his mood was restored to the state of Gujing Wubo.
In more detail, this state should be-as dead as home.
Death is right in front of you, so please greet it with a never-forward attitude.
The old pope knew exactly what kind of situation he was facing. In front of him was China's strongest pinnacle. Even if there was no possibility of victory, he would do his best to seriously hurt the opponent.
This is his pride as a master of the Western generation.
Su Rui stood by, quietly watching what happened here, and sighed softly.
In fact, everyone has their own position, and the old pope himself is not wrong.
The old pope wants to rejuvenate the Holy See through the restoration of the Bourbon dynasty, and because of the grievances between Su Rui and the Bourbon survivors, this matter must also have a final answer.
And this answer must end with death.
Blood and death are the eternal theme of the power struggle. No one is innocent, but it seems that everyone is innocent-as long as they don't take the initiative to attack others, this is the end result.
Looking at the old pope's knife in the open air that seemed to be able to split the space for life, there was peace in his eyes, which had always been clear and beautiful, and had not been clouded by the years.
They had already fought each other thirty years ago, and now they meet again. No words are needed. All the stories need to be solved with a knife.
Their swordsmanship is the most common language, and it is also the ultimate carrier of this entanglement of hatred and even the end of life.
In fact, at this moment, this is no longer a life and death duel, but a see-off.
As an old enemy, everyone is not young anymore, and they are all approaching the focus of life, especially the old pope. The fire of life is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time, and the open heart can still walk in the world for some years. , But it hasn't been killed for many years, and it hasn't been killed for many years.
Even when she reappeared at this moment, there was not much sharp aura in Open Heart's body, and the hostility of the "devil head" of the rivers and lakes in the past has completely disappeared.
Whether it is the last blow of the old Pope or the open-hearted blazing sun, although there is a lot of murderous in it, it is more of a kind of atmosphere and stability, a kind of peace and tribute to life.
Situ Yuankong was still standing in the distance watching the light of the knife here quietly. He could feel the mood of the two people from the bright light of the knife. He had this feeling before, sitting in the capital courtyard. For many years, the past events of the rivers and lakes seemed to be infinitely far away from him, but at this moment, when these swords light up, it seems that the past stories have all come back again.
"It's over." Situ Yuankong said. He has always cherished words like gold, but today he said a lot. People, regardless of strength, are easy to sigh once they get older.
Su Wuchang also nodded and said, "Yes, it's over, it's over."
He came to Latin America strongly this time. In order to help Su Rui, many people expected him to show the strongest and most domineering side. Su Wujin himself knew that as long as he came, there would be no reason to defeat Maicheng.
However, for some roads, after all, he still has to rely on Su Rui to walk, and for some powerful enemies, he still has to kill them one by one with a knife. There is no room and no excuses.
At this moment, almost everyone has stopped their movements, looking at the San Fatino church, which is full of strong blades, maybe because of the illusion of everyone, they all feel that there is only a knife between the world at this time. Light, nothing else is left.
Under everyone's gaze, in the old pope's unwavering eyes, in the open-air heart's clear eyes like a blue lake, two sword lights that were as bright as a galaxy met.
There is no sound, only light.
Everyone couldn't see anything clearly, their eyes seemed to be blank, and they were all silent, as if from the light they saw many stories that did not belong to them and seemed to happen to them.
It seemed that it was just a few seconds, and it seemed that it was a whole century, and finally, the blade light that seemed to spread to the whole world finally disappeared.
The old pope fell to the ground and closed his eyes.
Open-air Xin was holding a dust-free knife, standing opposite him, eyes that had never been muddy by the years were still calm, without any ripples.
"Get on the road," she said.

PS: Sorry, something was delayed, so it was a bit later than expected...