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Chapter 847 Fight to the End

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    After a short period of contact, Zhuo Lang had completely grasped the opponent's strength, which was stronger than his own.

    This is the truth.

    In the past battles, Zhuo Lang has almost never lost. No matter how many masters he encounters, he can easily handle them.

    But the mammon in front of us has surpassed the limits of human beings. To put it simply, it does not belong to human beings.

    Even if Zhuo Lang has the ultimate human strength, there is still a gap.

    "Are you sure you don't want to think about it? It's not worth it to be killed by me like this." Mamen looked at Zhuo Lang, who was standing there holding a long knife, and said with a deep smile.

    Zhuo Lang grinned and took off his shirt, revealing a body of muscles that were not burly, but extremely strong, with sharp edges and corners, full of the beauty of wild power.

    Mamen slowly took off her sunglasses at this moment, finally revealing a pair of scarlet eyes. Her whole body turned into a violent wind and rushed out with a bang.

    pound!

    A deafening loud noise was heard, and the two came into contact again. Zhuo Lang almost exerted his power and speed to the extreme.

    The Xiuchundao came into contact with Mamen's finger knife, and the two of them were shaken away by the huge backlash at the same time. Mamen took a few steps back and stood firm. It seemed that the previous confrontation had a considerable impact on him.

    Zhuo Lang took nearly ten steps back and looked down. The extremely hard Xiuchun knife was cut with a gap at this moment.

    Feeling the tyrannical power possessed by the opponent, Zhuo Lang took a deep breath, and then slowly put the Xiuchun Knife into the scabbard, holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, his eyes gradually becoming sharper.

    The captain of the Death Scythe team who recorded all this in the distance had a face full of shock. This Mammon was actually so strong.

    He has never seen General Zhuo fighting so hard, and even in a battle of this level, they, the Imperial Guards, have no chance to intervene.

    At this moment, Mamen saw Zhuo Lang's movements and showed a little curiosity: "What move is this?"

    "Want to see it? I'll satisfy you."

    After Zhuo Lang finished speaking, he stepped hard on the ground with the soles of his feet. In an instant, a deep crack was made on the ground, and it was swept away like a strong wind.

    Facing the afterimage that was rushing towards him, Mammon grinned, his face gradually turned ferocious, and he suddenly opened his five fingers, his sharp nails like razors: "Yes, the speed, momentum, and strength have reached the limit of human beings."

    "Let me see how strong your human limit is!" Mammon finished speaking and stretched out her five claws.

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    Then the Xiuchun knife in Zhuo Lang's hand swiped directly through Mamen's neck. Even if he used the force to the maximum, it only cut a wound of less than three inches on Mamen's neck.

    And Mamen¡¯s five claws directly grabbed Zhuo Lang¡¯s chest.

    Zhuo Lang¡¯s seemingly strong body was torn apart with five horrific scars that were deep enough to show the bones.

    All this happened almost in a flash of lightning. After Zhuo Lang stabilized his figure, he looked at the scars on his chest, and at the same time looked at Mamen in the distance with an expressionless face.

    Mamen, who was standing there blankly, touched the wound on his neck in disbelief, but it was bleeding?

    Immediately, the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a look of madness: "Haha, Zhuo Lang, you are really powerful."

    "But my injuries can heal quickly, but yours can't."

    "Your life will dry up quickly, and you won't be able to hold on for long. It's such a shame for your strength."

    "Why not surrender to me and join my Hell Corps? Not only will you gain immortality, but your strength will also increase dramatically."

    Hearing this, Zhuo Lang flicked the blood stains on his embroidered spring knife and smiled faintly: "When I followed Marshal Lin to fight in the north and south, I didn't take this kind of injury lightly."

    "Do you think this kind of attack can kill me?"

    "My life is pretty tough, but that's all," Mammon finished her words and licked the remaining Zhuo Lang's blood on her sharp nails. Her scarlet eyes suddenly glowed red, revealing her greed.

    Looking at the other party¡¯s scarlet eyes, it was just a look, but it made Zhuo Lang feel as if he was about to be killed by the other party!

    With a sinking heart, Zhuo Lang instantly retreated nearly ten meters, putting some distance between himself and Mammen.

    At the same time, it was incredible that one look from the other party could make him, the Ten Generals of the Ten Scythes and Scythes of Death, feel such substantial killing intent?

    This is how many people must be killed to have this kind of power.

    You must know that Zhuo Lang is not an ordinary person. To put it more seriously,That is also a strong man who has experienced countless killings and crawled out of endless bones.

    But even Zhuo Lang, who was used to seeing killings, still felt the bone-chilling chill under Mamen's scarlet eyes.

    "Don't be afraid. A few centuries ago, I destroyed a kingdom by myself. Corpses were everywhere, and the sky was filled with murderous intent."

    "My eyes, even if ordinary people look at them, they will die if they touch them."

    Mammon smiled thickly.

    Bang bang!

    At this moment, with two dull loud noises, the two subordinates Mamen brought were also eliminated by twenty Death Scythe Guards.

    A sudden scene made Mamen, who was still grinning, suddenly stop smiling: "I didn't expect these soldiers to be so strong. All my subordinates were killed?"

    ¡°It seems necessary to end it here.¡±

    "General Zhuo, the branch is calling. Reinforcements will be here soon," the Death Scythe team leader said immediately.

    Zhuo Lang swung the embroidered spring knife, his eyes gradually darkened: "Delay him at all costs!"

    As Zhuo Lang finished speaking, twenty imperial guards drew their swords at the same time and rushed out in an instant.

    "Humph! You don't overestimate your own capabilities!" Mamen snorted softly, slammed the soles of her feet on the ground, and rushed towards Zhuo Lang in an instant.

    clang clang clang

    For a moment, the embroidered spring knives of the twenty imperial guards were all bounced away, and they were unable to stop them.

    Facing the mammon coming straight towards him, Zhuo Lang raised his knife and slashed.

    But before the blade struck, the opponent was already close. There was no fancy attack, only the most ordinary straight punch, attacking Zhuo Lang without any fancy.

    But with this simple attack, Zhuo Lang found that he had no time to dodge at all. Everything around him seemed to be enveloped in this punch at this moment.

    Even the air was compressed under the squeeze of this punch, making Zhuo Lang's body become extremely heavy for a moment.

    Seeing that he could not dodge this punch, Zhuo Lang raised his sword and put it in front of his chest. His energy quickly surrounded him. As soon as he prepared his defense, he punched hard.

    pound!

    With a dull loud noise, the Xiuchun knife suddenly bent and broke. Although part of the punch force was offset, the chest still withstood most of the force.

    "Wow"

    Zhuo Lang spurted out a large mouthful of blood with a roar, and his body flew backwards in an instant.

    When Zhuo Lang received the opponent's punch from the front, he only felt a burning pain in his organs, almost all of which were displaced, and even his lungs and spleen were ruptured.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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