515: C515 Better to Die than to Live

C515 Better to Die than to Live

Outside, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

At this moment, those densely packed flying dagger had arrived in front of Lu Xiangyang.

Lu Xiangyang narrowed his eyes. He could feel that each of these flying dagger could cut through iron like mud. Moreover, there was a layer of true qi wrapped around it by the bald man, making these flying dagger even more terrifying.

Without any hesitation, he pushed the Netherworld Immortal Art, naturally forming a netherworld death god space in his body.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

At almost the same time, the flying dagger landed on the space of Netherworld Death God.

These flying dagger seemed to have stabbed a steel plate in an instant. A series of sparks flew out and stopped in front of Lu Xiangyang.

From afar, it seemed as if there was an invisible hand grabbing these flying dagger.

"What the hell? What's going on? How could this be?!" The bald man, who was confident that he could turn Lu Xiangyang into a sieve, was stunned. His face was full of shock.

Could it be that this ordinary-looking young man in front of him was a Grandmaster expert who could release true qi to form a protective layer of qi?

But how was this possible? Even the youngest Grandmaster in China was over forty years old. Lu Xiangyang looked to be less than thirty years old, so it was definitely impossible for him to be a Grandmaster.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Just as the bald man was thinking this, the flying dagger that had stopped in front of Lu Xiangyang suddenly changed direction and flew towards him.

Currently, Lu Xiangyang could freely control the Netherworld Death God's Space around him. Through the rebounding force of these Netherworld Death Gods' Space, he was able to rebound these flying dagger.

"No, it's impossible." Looking at the flying dagger that he had just shot out, the bald man let out a loud cry and started to retreat without any image.

But even so, how could his retreating speed match the flying speed of the flying dagger?

Seeing that the flying dagger was about to pierce his body into numerous holes, he started to jump up and dodge the flying dagger.

Puchi Puchi!

Although he managed to dodge more than half of the flying dagger, there were still a few that pierced into his thigh. Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht! Pcht!

The next moment, when his body fell to the ground, his legs could not support his body at all. His body immediately knelt on the ground, and blood flowed out, spreading in all directions along the road.

"Damn it!" At this moment, the bald man was both angry and frightened. He had never thought that Lu Xiangyang's strength was so terrifying.

It was only a single strike, but he had already suffered a serious injury from ___, causing him to lose all ability to fight.

The handsome man who had not joined the battle all this time had his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip. He stared at Lu Xiangyang with a death stare. The hairs on his body began to count, as if he had met his natural enemy.

"Good boy, you have some skills. No wonder you dare to be so arrogant. It's a pity that you encountered us, who killed you with blood. Now, let's see how I'm going to take your head. " At this moment, the handsome man threw out a blood-thirsty sentence, and his body immediately disappeared from where he stood.

Of course, his body was not really invisible. Instead, with the help of the rain, he could approach Lu Xiangyang at an extremely fast speed.

The visual difference he gave people was as if he had really disappeared.

Facing this scene, Lu Xiangyang did not use his eyes to capture the handsome man. Instead, he closed his eyes and used his mental strength to search for this man.

Currently, Lu Xiangyang was a Fifth Grade Alchemist, and his spiritual energy was quite strong.

Indeed, under the search of his spiritual energy, a figure appeared in his mind. This figure was rapidly approaching him from behind.

The handsome man charged over.

"Haha, die for me." Lu Xiangyang laughed out loud. In the next second, the handsome man arrived behind him, then he suddenly turned around and threw a punch at Lu Xiangyang.0

This punch was launched under the activation of the Netherworld Immortal Art. As soon as the fist moved, with his fist as the center, no rain fell within a one-meter radius.

From this, it could be seen how powerful this punch was.

And under the pressure of this fist strength, the handsome man hidden in the rain finally revealed his figure.

At this time, his face was filled with shock and fear, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Although Lu Xiangyang's fist hadn't yet landed on his body, he already had an illusion in his mind.

It was as if a sports car was running towards him with all its might.

For a moment, the hands that were originally grabbing towards Lu Xiangyang's throat quickly retracted, and crossed in front of his chest, preparing to resist Lu Xiangyang's punch.

With a bang, Lu Xiangyang's fist smashed onto the handsome man's arms.

A force that was like a mountain flood swept out and broke both of the handsome man's arms, pulling him down.

Following that, Lu Xiangyang's fist continued forward and landed on the handsome man's chest.

Crack crack crack.

The sound of bones breaking echoed as Lu Xiangyang's fist broke a few of the handsome man's ribs.

Swoosh!

The next second, the handsome man flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and smashed into a tree as thick as a bucket, directly shortening the tree.

Blech!

The handsome man's body fell to the ground, and he kept spitting out blood. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper. After that, his body struggled a few times before he slowly stood up from the ground.

Lu Xiangyang was expressionless. Although he had severely injured the handsome man, he did not give the handsome man a chance to catch his breath. Like a gust of wind, he quickly approached the handsome man and punched and kicked him.

How could the handsome man fight back? He could only be passively beaten.

In just a few seconds, his body withstood dozens of punches from Lu Xiangyang.

And each punch from Lu Xiangyang would leave a fist mark on his body. This way, dozens of fist marks would appear on his body.

Bang!

Especially under the last punch, Lu Xiangyang had shattered all the internal organs of the handsome man.

Crack! Crack!

Without even having the chance to scream, the handsome man had already fallen to the ground, motionless like a dead dog.

Not far away, the bald man who was still kneeling on the ground was so frightened that his eyeballs almost fell out. He did not expect that his companion would die just like that.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that Lu Xiangyang's means just now had already frightened him. Lu Xiangyang seemed to have gone mad. He punched his companion to death with one punch after another.

"Devil, he is a real devil." The bald man screamed hysterically in his heart. He was extremely scared. He suddenly lied down on the ground and quickly lied down, trying to escape from Lu Xiangyang.

If they had known that Ouyang Ruoshui had someone as scary as Lu Xiangyang by her side, they would never have accepted this mission.

Unfortunately, Lu Xiangyang did not give the bald man the chance to escape. He quickly walked over. He stepped on the bald man's back and looked down at him. " Who sent you? If you tell me what you've lost, I can let you die a quick death. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead."

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