Chapter 536

"Die!"

Liu Qian's goal is death, not his accessory!

Obviously, being scorned by Liu Qian as the king of death, the mountain like black man roared and smashed his fist at Liu Qian, who was unarmed at this time., visit: ШШШ 79。

Touch——

With a loud noise, Liu Qian's fist and his fist collided in an instant.

There was a slight click, like the sound of broken bones and tendons.

The big black man suddenly roared, "it's you who should go!"

Yeah!?

Liu Qian, who is in a semi crazy state, looks at his wrist and is almost abandoned by one of his hands. Suddenly, with a force, he lifts his whole body up and smashes it to one side of the ground.

Click!

A crisp ring, Liu Qian whole person was abruptly fell on the ground, even half crazy state of Liu Qian, can't help but cry a pain!

However, it seems that this is just the beginning. The throne of death is like a fierce God of terror. One hand is constantly carrying Liu Qian and fighting back and forth.

"Blood wolf, blood wolf, you are blood wolf, you are crazy, you give me crazy, I grass your mother, shette!"

Death's throne keeps picking up Liu Qian and beating him. Time and time again, he is like a machine. It's not his roar, it's not his roar. It really makes people think that this guy is really a robot.

"I'll fuck you!"

Liu Qian, who was picked up again, suddenly grabbed a wrist of the throne of death with his other hand. The whole person was balanced, and then all his strength was poured on his legs. He squatted down suddenly!

Touch——

Ouch——

With a loud noise, the ground was trampled down nearly 20 centimeters by Liu Qian, forming a small pit.

But looking at the throne of death, Liu Qian had been released, and the whole person was like a madman, holding the left arm which was broken by Liu Qian in a moment and wailing.

Liu Qian, who had finished all this, suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis coming from behind. Suddenly, Liu Qian, a rolling donkey, dodged. Looking at his position just now, there were many small knives on the ground, making cracks one after another.

It's not hard to imagine that if he didn't dodge just now, his back would suddenly become blood "flesh" fuzzy, life or death in a moment.

This is the real master duel!

But Liu Qian also understood that the God of death was not a person. The mercenary regiment of the God of death was also a person's mercenary regiment.

This seems contradictory, but it makes sense.

Death's throne, death's sickle, death's cloak and death together, is the real God of death, which makes the underground world tremble!

Maybe some people will say that it's easy for a small group like this to solve any missile. What makes the underground world tremble? It's pure bullshit! However, over the years, these four people have lived well. Since their debut, they have done countless terrible security checks, but they are still alive without any damage. There are no accidents. Is it not enough to prove their existence?

Every shot, all blood type incomparable, death too, all opponents will be completely strangled, even ancestral graves are not immune!

This is one of the reasons why so many people dare not fight death. Even many black mercenary organizations dare not fight death openly.

Visible, the name of death, has been thoroughly famous!

Even if the scythe of death and the throne of death were fighting with Liu Qian, they could definitely kill Liu Qian by learning from each other.

Just because they are very strong, they cooperate like a person. If not, how can they fit together and separate so easily? Everything is in one eye.

I don't know how many times I cooperated in the battle!

At this time, the throne of death, that is, the black man, was severely damaged by Liu Qian, and almost lost one arm.

At this moment, around him, the cloak of the God of death, I don't know where to grab a lot of things for surgery. Even at this time of fighting, he is still quietly recovering for the throne of the God of death.

At this time, what Liu Qian faced was the God of death who was executing the scythe of death!

"In the end, it's the blood wolf. If you were an ordinary person, you might have been killed just now. Ha ha ha --"

The God of death narrowed his eyes, and a numbing smile appeared on his monstrous face.

"Is it?"

Liu Qian gently smile, way "come on, don't talk nonsense."

"It seems that you are not completely crazy, or I underestimate you!"

Death grinned grimly and nodded to death's sickle. They started to clip Liu Qian's bag from both sides.

Liu Qian took a deep breath from his bloody eyes. In order to fight, he had to find the soft persimmon first. Obviously, in Liu Qian's cognition, the so-called soft persimmon is not someone else, but the scythe of death on one side!

Although he is a weapon and a sickle that can cut reincarnation, in Liu Qian's eyes, he is a dish, but this dish is a bit bad!

Kill!

Liu Qian roared, and the scythe of death also came, and a grim smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Liu Qian at this time, simply can't go all out, because he also want to be vigilant, afraid of the God of death behind!

Such a battle is unfair, but since Liu Qian has chosen to come, he has no regrets. Whether he lives or dies depends on the battle.

It's not that Liu Qian is stupid. It's not that Liu Qian has the courage to face four opponents who share autumn's "color" equally with him!

It's because these people with deep blood feuds can always find him one day. That year, maybe Liu Qian was used to enjoying the comfortable life in the city and forgot his blood.

Then, he will not be the only one who will suffer. Even his "women" will not be spared! It's all because Liu Qian killed the "female" who is the love of death. Although it's not wrong, in Liu Qian's opinion, it's wrong. If he doesn't kill death completely, it can't be erased!

"Kill you!"

Death's sickle roared, his hands moved together, and two extremely sharp whip knives were thrown at Liu Qian. He was confident that Liu Qian could not catch the attack, and he would be cut into three in the next moment!

With a light sound, to death's sickle's surprise, Liu Qian grabbed his two whip knives with two hands!

Yes?

No injuries!

Although he was surprised, it was only a flash. Death's Scythe grabbed the whip in his hand and pulled it back to grab the two knives out of Liu Qian's hand.

they hurt!

Heart piercing pain!

Although the weapon made of millennial cold iron could not break the defense of Liu Qian's hands, it was still fiery. Liu Qian had not felt it for a long time.

This painful feeling is also "exciting" Liu Qian again and again, which makes his whole person almost fall into madness.

Ah——

With a low roar, Liu Qian suddenly roared at the scythe of death in front of him. As if he were crazy, he seized the two whip knives and threw them away.

Oh!?

Death's Scythe was stunned, and his body sprang up in an instant. Like a kite with broken line, he was thrown up by Liu Qian and hit the God of death who was almost behind Liu Qian.

Huh?

The God of death was stunned for a moment, a short body flashed past, he also had some strange, when the hand that got up became invulnerable.

But the real battle, especially the duel between the experts, there is no chance to think about the opponent's weird, only the continuous battle, in the end, to decide the real victory or defeat!

Such a fight is bloody and cruel, but it is also the best way to show who is a real man!

Kill!

With the same low roar, the God of death came. Two small scalpels came out of his hand and shaved toward Liu Qian's face.

Liu Qian was stunned. With a whip, he swept his leg. With a puff, Liu Qian stepped back and said, "the same material!"

"You know the goods!"

With a smile, the evil spirit of death licked the blood on the scalpel and said, "in fact, this battle should be won by you. If it's one-to-one, none of us is your opponent. Blood wolf, you should be proud!"

"Hum --"

Liu Qian disdains a smile, way "finished?"

"Not yet. I want to ask, are you also moistened by love during your disappearance?"

Liu Qian frowned deeply. At this moment, he thought of Han Zixin, Li Yu, Xu Qing, Li Xiaomeng, Zhang Ying, Yi Kexin, and Xu Suqing: "you know, you killed my beloved girl, and I want your girl to be buried with me, Do you really think that if I just kill you, my heart will be pacified? I tell you, Liu Qian can't, absolutely not! "

The God of death roared, and the whole man was like a raging devil. His two scalpels stabbed Liu Qian, who was standing in the same place.

Die, I want you to die!

Death roared in his heart. Only when he killed Liu Qian would he feel less guilty for that "woman" in his heart.

"You Liu Qian killed my wife. I want your family to be buried with you. As long as it's someone who has something to do with you, I want to kill his family. I want the turret and ancestral grave!"

With these words, the God of death was as ferocious as a demon. The scalpel in his hand rolled to Liu Qian's handsome cheek.

Kill, kill, kill, kill him!

Although death doesn't understand why Liu Qian doesn't move, he knows that a storm is coming. What's the fun of Liu Qian's death?