Tick-tock. 滴答。 Tick-tock. 滴答。 The blood drops from the nose. 血从鼻子里滴落下去。 Darvail supports by the hand, looks blood drop that the ground sprinkles, some facial expression delay. 达维尔以手撑地,看着地上洒落的血滴,神情有些呆滞。 Oneself dive in ten thousand zhang (3.33 m) upper air obviously, why appeared in the ground all of a sudden? 自己明明在万丈高空之中俯冲,为什么一下子出现在了地面上？ „It is not right.” “不对。” He drank one, the facial expression changes, immediately exhibits the defensive stance. 他喝了一声,神情微变,立刻摆开防守架势。 Seeing only here truly scatters Ger. 只见这里确实是撒热镇。 Oneself are standing on the street outside bar. 自己正站在酒吧外的街道上。 Military little Germany Station in another side of street. 武小德站在街道的另一边。 Others disappeared. 其他人都消失了。 The world is flooding a great silence, as if for a lot of years, no one has made the sound here. 世界充斥着一股宏大的寂静,仿佛千百年来,都没有任何人在这里发出过声音。 „Actually was really accidental/surprised...... a moment ago that fist is what? I felt the immeasurable tribulation strength, but also somewhat was finally different from the tribulation strength.” “真是让人意外啊……刚才那一拳究竟是什么？我感受到了无量劫力,但最终却又与劫力有些不同。” 【The new chapter renews the slow issue, in can trade on source app to have the solution finally, here downloads huanyuanapp to trade source app, simultaneously reads in the latest chapters of many sites.】 【新章节更新迟缓的问题,在能换源的app上终于有了解决之道,这里下载huanyuanapp换源app,同时查看本书在多个站点的最新章节。】 Darvail said. 达维尔说道。 „You can guess slowly, but I will not say.” martial Xiaode undulating said/tunnel. “你可以慢慢猜,但我不会说。”武小德澹澹地道。 In fact, takes the immeasurable tribulation strength, myriad hero soul strength and death strength of oneself obtain for basis, offered sacrifices the inheritance, to arrive , various kind of skills of skill in Daoist cultivation, finally was born this move of attack class death technique- 事实上,以自己获得的无量劫力、万千英灵之力、死亡之力为根本,献祭了传承、降临、道力的各类技能,最终才诞生了这一招攻击类的死亡技- „Anger”. “怒”。 Darvail moved a body, tone that to preach: 达维尔活动了一下身体,以说教的口吻道: „Seeming like this is a shoddy rough parallel world, you place here the battlefield, I guess that is fears the wound and innocent person?” “看上去这是一个拙劣粗糙的平行世界,你把战场放在这里,我猜是怕伤及无辜？” martial Xiaode has not spoken, but hit a sound to refer. 武小德没说话,只是打了个响指。 Sees only two people top of the head to reappear simultaneously the length consistent blood strip and soul strength strip. 只见两人头顶同时浮现出长度一致的血条和魂力条。 Meanwhile- 与此同时- Their both hands both feets put on shackles. 他们的双手双脚都戴上了一幅镣铐。 In the center of street, a vertical child appears quietly, makes humming sound the sound: 在街道的中央,一颗竖童悄然浮现,发出嗡嗡的声响: „I have the duty to explain that this slaughters.” “我有义务解释本场厮杀。” martial Xiaode and Darvail look simultaneously to this vertical child. 武小德和达维尔同时望向这颗竖童。 „In this fight, both sides as human, the volume of blood and soul strength value are the same ;” “本场战斗中,双方作为人类,血量和魂力值相同;” „Agile, strength is the same, the striking power is the same ;” “敏捷、力量相同,攻击力相同;” „Body intensity is consistent ;” “身体强度一致;” „The attack might of all techniques reduce are three square volume of blood injuries ; The cold weapons only have the ordinary cold weapons injury ;” “所有术的攻击威力降低为三格血量伤害;冷兵器只具备普通冷兵器伤害;” „- Blood strip the spatial person certainly will first die.” “-血条最先空的人一定会死。” „Once tries to escape, the shackles pull back the fight location you immediately.” “一旦试图逃跑,镣铐会把你们立刻拉回战斗场地。” „Please full power a life and death war!” “请全力决死一战！” „Now, both sides please go forward one step.” “现在,双方请上前一步。” „Preparation.” “预备。” „Commencing of action!” “战斗开始！” The vertical child flies the midair, overlooks toward below. 竖童飞到半空,朝下俯瞰。 Darvail calmly listens, on the face appears the smile: 达维尔静静听完,脸上浮现出笑容道: „Are the attack might of all techniques same? The might of magic arts was significantly weakened.” “所有术的攻击威力相同？这么说,法术的威力被大大削弱了。” He said that while makes an effort to pinch the handcuffs fetters, actually the discovery pinches completely motionless. 他一边说,一边用力去捏手镣脚镣,却发现完全捏不动。 In this has certainly the immeasurable tribulation strength. 这里面一定有无量劫力。 Some other anything. 还有一些别的什么。 Damn feeding. 该死的饲育。 He raised the head, looks the blood strip and soul of strength strip own top of the head. 他又抬起头,看着自己头顶的血条和魂力条。 If oneself had not been hit by this technique, then this boy do not want any opportunity to live. 如果自己没有被这个术击中,那么这小子根本别想有任何机会活下来。 What a pity- 可惜- Oneself by him, as soon as in fighting with the fists bridge of the nose. 自己被他一拳打中了鼻梁。 This technique also hit thoroughly oneself. 这个术也彻底的命中了自己。 To untie it, must defer to the rule. 想要解开它,就必须按照规则来。 Damn! 真见鬼！ Darvail deeply inspires, the vision gloomy and cold looks to martial Xiaode: 达维尔深深吸了口气,目光阴冷地望向武小德: „To be honest, I and innumerable human powerhouses have hit, uses the innumerable forms of combat to undermine their confidence, has not always defeated.” “老实说,我和无数的人类强者打过,也用过无数的战斗方式去摧毁他们的信心,从来未尝一败。” „, I get rid of you with the way of assaulting.” “也罢,我就用搏击的方式干掉你。” martial Xiaode has not spoken, but takes out the gauntlet/glove to wear in the hand. 武小德没说话,只是取出拳套戴在手上。 „Fist? Laughable.” “拳？可笑。” Darvail said, the figure flashes then rushes toward martial Xiaode. 达维尔说完,身形一闪便朝武小德冲上去。 martial Xiaode the cross previous step, shakes the fist to welcome- 武小德跨前一步,挥拳迎上- Winter. 冬。 A Darvail foot kicks him. 达维尔一脚将他踢飞出去。 If martial Xiaode rolls the bottle gourd to pull off a long dust line on the ground generally, stands with great difficulty. 武小德如滚地葫芦一般在地上拖出一道长长的灰尘线,好不容易才重新站起来。 The blood strip of his top of the head fell 1/20. 他头顶的血条掉了20分之一。 Darvail is holding the both arms, the single leg is independent, says with a smile: 达维尔抱着双臂,单腿独立,笑道: „Near body fights this type of thing, in my opinion, is only each family-” “近身搏斗这种东西,在我看来,只是过家家而已-” „Plays you casually!” “随便都玩死你！” He jumps gently, overruns toward martial Xiaode again. 他轻轻跃起,再次朝着武小德冲过去。 martial Xiaode the double fist welcomed. 武小德双拳迎上。 The both sides fists and feet intersection, hit more than ten moves continuously. 双方拳脚相交,连续打了十几招。 martial Xiaode the chest a fist, the whole person was hit to fly suddenly, draws back 78 meters continuously. 武小德胸口突然又中一拳,整个人被打得飞起来,连续退出去七八米。 He spouts a blood. 他喷出一口鲜血。 In his top of the head, the blood strip fell about 3/20. 在他头顶上,血条又掉了大约20分之三。 He has lost 4/20 volumes of blood. 他已经失去20分之四的血量了。 However his soul strength is full. 不过他的魂力还是满的。 Reviews Darvail, top of the head blood strip full Ge, the soul strength actually fell 4/20. 反观达维尔,头顶血条满格,魂力却掉了20分之四。 „I thought......” “我想起来了……” Darvail reveals the color of recollection, said in a soft voice: „Your Fist Arts looks like I had beaten in the past a person very much, probably...... he is called the person sovereign.” 达维尔露出回忆之色,轻声道:“你的拳法很像我当年击败过的一个人,好像……他被称为人皇。” „Are you his successor?” “你是他的传人么？” martial Xiaode dries the blood of corners of the mouth, smiles, without speech, but is exhibiting the Chinese boxing same place, holds the breath to rest. 武小德擦干嘴角的血,笑了笑,没说话,只是在原地摆出拳架,屏息休息。 Darvail shows the impatient facial expression. 达维尔露出不耐烦的神情。 Right, oneself fight likes speaking, this is a way of reassignment atmosphere, can make a destruction has the style. 没错,自己战斗的时候喜欢说说话,这是一种调动氛围的方式,能让一场毁灭变得更有格调。 The opposite party actually like the mole cricket, come under attack does not speak. 对方却像个土狗一样,挨打也不吭声。 „The technique, is the experience, I am too more than you-” “无论是技艺,还是经验,我都比你强太多-” „Regarding this fight, I have lost the interest,” Darvail interest is waning said: „Ok, I killed you to be good.” “对于这场战斗,我已经失去兴趣了,”达维尔意兴阑珊地说:“算了,我就一口气打死你好了。” He is treading the elegant step, resembles the slow reality to charge into martial Xiaode quickly. 他踏着飘逸的步伐,似缓实快地冲向武小德。 martial Xiaode holds the fist to welcome- 武小德持拳迎上- Two people are away from are getting more and more near, rapid approach. 两人距离越来越近,迅速接敌。 Darvail violent shouted: 达维尔暴喝道: „A you my optional fist cannot block! Dies!” “你连我随意的一拳都挡不住！去死啊！” Winter. 冬。 Another fist pounds ruthlessly in martial Xiaode the chest. 又一拳狠狠砸在武小德胸口。 The blood strip falls again! 血条再掉！ However this time, martial Xiaode had not actually been wasted. 但是这一次,武小德却没有被打飞出去。 He simply has not kept off, but to firmly hold the wrist/skill of opposite party single-handed, another hand bypasses the elbow of opposite party from, presses firmly between the fingers Darvail's wrist/skill from another side, makes an effort to leave- 他根本没有挡,而是以单手紧紧地抓住了对方的手腕,另一只手从下方绕过对方的手肘,从另一边捏住达维尔的手腕,用力一别- Joint technique! 关节技！ Only listens to „card to scratch” one, Darvail's arm broke off directly. 只听“卡擦”一声,达维尔的手臂直接被掰断。 „!” “啊啊啊啊啊!” Darvail erupts a resounding pitiful yell. 达维尔爆发出一阵高亢的惨叫。 It is the lord of supreme great misfortune, is fiendish person who destroys all living things, is always invincible. 它是至高无上的大劫之主,是毁灭众生的魔王,从来都是战无不胜。 Even facing other tribulation demons, still never receives such wound, has felt the ache of such profound marrow. 就算面对其他劫魔,也从未受过这样的伤,感受过这样痛彻骨髓的疼痛。 It responded suddenly. 它突然反应过来了。 This technique strongest place does not lie in the fight, but lay in drawing the level of mortal oneself. 这个术最强的地方不在于战斗,而在于把自己拉到了凡人的水准。 Oneself will feel the pain of mortal in the fight! 自己在战斗中会感受到凡人的痛楚！ martial Xiaode the facial expression is tranquil, is dragging his bone fracture arm, comes toward the bosom lira him. 武小德神情平静,拖着他骨折的手臂,一把将他朝怀里拉过来。 „Gave up any idea of-” “休想-” Darvail drinks one severely, hits toward martial Xiaode by own left knee. 达维尔厉喝一声,以自己的左膝朝武小德撞去。 martial Xiaode still does not keep off. 武小德依然丝毫不挡。 He also lifts the right knee, hits full power ruthlessly toward the crotch of opposite party under. 他同样抬起右膝,全力朝对方的裆下狠狠撞去。 Winter. 冬。 Winter. 冬。 Two sounds. 两道声响。 martial Xiaode was struck to hit by this aggressive knee on the belly, in the mouth spouts the blood again. 武小德被这一记凶悍的膝击撞在肚子上,口中再次喷出鲜血。 Darvail was actually cracked-up the crotch ruthlessly. 达维尔却被狠狠的撞碎了裆。 „ Hiss-! “嘶-啊！ ! ！ ” ” How could has he experienced such pain? 他何曾体验过这样的痛楚？ Even if divides by the rank of pain, this making person egg broken pain is still on number of platoon! 就算以痛楚的等级来划分,这种令人蛋碎的痛楚也是排的上号的！ Darvail relieves the pain without enough time. 达维尔来不及缓解疼痛。 At this time, if oneself were diverted attention by the ache, that is the fate of suffering a defeat and fleeing. 这种时候,如果自己被疼痛分心,那就是败亡的下场。 Again how to pain, must bear! 再如何出离痛楚,也要忍住！ Darvail hurts cold sweat, is actually clenching teeth, strives to shake the fist toward the opposite party to hit. 达维尔疼得一头冷汗,却咬着牙,勉力挥拳朝对方打去。 martial Xiaode still does not keep off. 武小德依然不挡。 He also wields dozen of fist on toward Darvail. 他也挥动拳头朝达维尔身上打去。 Two people stand in same place, does not make the defense completely, is stroking the body of opposite party full power. 两人站在原地,完全不做防守,全力击打着对方的身体。 Winter. 冬。 Winter winter winter- 冬冬冬- Blood and sweat profusely. 血与汗水淋漓。 Finally, powerful instead shakes the strength to make two people draw back respectively one step. 终于,强大的反震力量让两人各退一步。 „Boy very plants, but in fighting at this matter, the skill can cause many damage, you lost.” Darvail is breathing heavily to say. “小子挺有种,但在战斗这件事上,技巧可以造成更多的伤害,你输定了。”达维尔喘着粗气道。 „I do not think.” martial Xiaode said. “我倒不这么认为。”武小德道。 „Last fist delivers you to return to the western paradise.” Before Darvail, to/clashes one step. “最后一拳送你归西。”达维尔前冲一步。 martial Xiaode does not show weakness follows to charge into the opposite party. 武小德毫不示弱的跟着冲向对方。 Next flickers. 下一瞬。 Darvail however pulls out a long blade from void courageous, according to martial Xiaode the chest punctures. 达维尔勐然从虚空中抽出一柄长刀,照着武小德的胸口刺去。 „Ha, was swindled, gets what one deserves you dead!” “哈哈哈,上当了,活该你去死！” He laughs wildly. 他狂笑起来。 However he could not smile immediately. 但是他马上就笑不出来了。 Because in martial Xiaode the hand also has a long blade. 因为武小德的手上也有一柄长刀。 Blade CNC. 刀对刀。 Two people think that together! 两人想到一起去了！ „Damn boy.” “该死的小子。” Darvail is clenching teeth, both hands hold the blade to puncture full power toward martial Xiaode. 达维尔咬着牙,双手持刀全力朝武小德刺去。 martial Xiaode looked radically does not look at his blade, but is grasping the blade, punctures toward his chest. 武小德根本看也不看他的刀,只是握着刀,也朝他胸口刺去。 In a flash- 弹指间- Two blades must prick the chest of opposite party shortly mutually- 眼看两柄刀就要互相刺入对方的胸口- Keeps off. 挡啊。 Why doesn't he keep off my blade? 他为什么不挡我的刀？ This is the blade of murder, will not keep off will certainly stab. 这是杀人的刀,不挡就一定会刺中。 Why doesn't defend? 为什么不防守？ Doesn't he have the sensation of pain? To perish together? 难道他没有痛觉？还是想同归于尽？ If not keep off- 如果根本不挡- Then both sides will die. 那么双方都会死。 During this preying, what significance do many skills have? 这种搏杀之中,再多的技巧又有什么意义？ A Darvail mind blank. 达维尔脑海一片空白。 Perhaps is the piercing severe pain of because under the crotch transmitting, perhaps because of fear to blade edge, in brief- 也许是因为裆下传来的刺骨剧痛,也许是因为对刀锋的畏惧,总之- His blade leaning one inch. 他的刀偏了一寸。 Pū. 噗。 The double blade pricks the both sides chest. 双刀刺入双方胸口。 The bloody water of martial Xiaode chest braves, soaks the clothes rapidly. 武小德胸口的血水冒出来,迅速浸透衣服。 But his corners of the mouth actually turn upwards slightly. 但他嘴角却微微翘起。 This strikes not to have the stabbing heart! 这一击没有刺中心脏！ Reviews Darvail, in flickers finally, he moved under the body unexpectedly subconsciously. 反观达维尔,在最后一瞬,他竟然下意识地挪动了下身体。 The butterfly mortal form blade has not stabbed his heart! 蝶魄刀也没刺中他的心脏！ The both sides blood strip fell three squares. 双方血条都掉了三格。 Fights to a draw again! 再次打成平手！ Still is this flickers, martial Xiaode the eyes open the eyes in a big way, winks does not wink looks at the opposite party. 依然是这一瞬,武小德眼睛睁得大大的,一眨也不眨地看着对方。 Anybody. 任何人。 Animal. 动物。 Has existence of consciousness. 或者是有知觉的存在。 Was passed through the chest by a blade, definitely will make some plants the response of consciousness. 被一刀贯穿胸口,必然会做出某种下意识的反应。 What will Darvail have to respond? 达维尔会有什么反应？ martial Xiaode. 武小德在等。 The breeze has stroked. 微风拂过。 Saw only Darvail figure to twitch slightly. 只见达维尔身形微微抽搐了一下。 It has not taken human after all truly by such serious wound, at this time felt the sincere severe pain, the whole body cannot help but stiff. 它毕竟没有真正作为人类受过这样严重的伤,这时感受到了深切的剧痛,浑身不由得僵了僵。 Hopes. 希望。 This wisp hopes that was held by martial Xiaode. 这一缕希望被武小德抓住了。 On martial Xiaode killing intent such as the mountain torrent erupts suddenly generally. 武小德身上的杀意突然如山洪一般爆发出来。 He waited till this flickered the opportunity! 他等到了这一瞬机会！ For the incarnation bright ghost, oneself innumerable were pricked the chest by the blade, did not say familiar and easy, the instinct on body has at least been able to restrain completely. 为了化身明鬼,自己无数次的被刀刺入胸膛,不说轻车熟路,至少身体上的本能反应已经可以完全克制住。 If the opposite party has not restrained- 如果对方没克制住- „Death!” “死！” The youngster are drinking lowly, whatever Hajime Tsukatou cuns (2.5 cm) put on oneself body, disregards the big stride front surface to charge into Darvail. 少年低喝着,任凭那柄刀一寸寸穿了自己的身体,不管不顾地大跨步迎面冲向达维尔。 The wild sword of waist pulled out. 腰间的荒剑拔了出来。 The cold light flashes! 寒光一闪！ The blood splash splashes with the wind everywhere. 血花随风飞溅满地。 A head/number of people flies. 一颗人头飞起。 On the face of head/number of people appears completely cannot believe that as if not believe own result. 人头的脸上浮现出完完全全的不能置信,仿佛根本不相信自己的结局。 When lang. 当啷。 The head/number of people falls to the ground. 人头落地。 martial Xiaode the whole body is the blood, the chest is inserting a blade, forcing in the sword column by hand to be well-grounded, the big mouth pants for breath erratically. 武小德浑身是血,胸口插着一柄刀,勉强以手中的剑柱着地,大口喘息不定。 He looks up that vertical child to midair. 他抬头望向半空的那颗竖童。 The vertical child exudes humming sound the sound: 竖童发出嗡嗡声: „Fight ended.” “战斗结束。” „Winner: martial Xiaode.” “胜者:武小德。”