43. Death of the Lonely(2/2)
The damage just now was definitely more than that.
With the destructive power of the Holy Fire, the moment he was caught, he should have lost his skin and even this hand should not be saved.
Zhang Chu let the water go?
No.
No.
Zhang Lan flexibly turned around in the air and landed on a broken and burning eaves thirty feet away from the battlefield. He looked at the place ahead. Chen Qiu was already rushing into the sea of fire with a cold air.
Zhang Chu just accumulated all his strength in one place.
Today, we must defeat Chen Qiu, hug Yanjing City, and win the next time.
But why bother to be so persistent?
Zhang Lan gritted her teeth, ignored Zhang Chu's warning, and rushed towards the battlefield that was blowing like a storm of flames.
Zhang Chu couldn't win, Zhang Lan knew Chen Qiu very well. The leader of Wangchuan did not show his last trump card in the battle of Penglai Fairy Mountain.
His apparent strength is already terrifying, but this is not his full strength.
"I said, as long as I am here, Yanjing will be as solid as a god!"
In the sea of fire, the whole body was covered with a holy fire, just like a national master wearing a set of flame armor tilted his head up, his long hair flew behind his head, and there were also flames burning on the long hair.
Just like a god in fire.
He shouted to Chen Qiu, who was in front of him and was filled with a surging cold air:
"As you see, you can't do anything to me! In this battle, even if you give everything, you will end your life, I will win! Come on, fight another battle, don't keep your efforts!"
Chen Qiu stared at Zhang Chu.
Even without the perception of the soul, he could clearly detect that Zhang Chu had sent the holy fire in his body into his limbs and bones, and his internal organs. He turned everything into firewood and threw it into the holy fire.
In exchange for the power to win.
He probably had also come into contact with the ceiling that prevented him from further elevating, and was already the highest power under the ceiling of power in this world.
"You will die if you do this."
Chen Qiu dissipated the cold air all over his body, and felt the hotter sea of fire spreading around him. Dusk had passed and night fell, but there was no darkness in Yanjing City.
It was just because Zhang Chu illuminated the city with his own strength, just like daylight.
There are also ashes flying. In this burning battlefield hell, everything seems to be melting into the sea of fire without a way out.
Faced with Zhang Chu's invitation, Chen Qiu moved his limbs and shoulders, as if he was doing some kind of warm-up. He said to Zhang Chu:
"You are putting everything in today's battle, and you plan to decide the world's general trend in one battle? But whether you or me, you are just a member of the world and all living beings.
Without you or me, the world will continue.
Stop, you and I will die here, and I will not change the established destiny.
Zhang Moye also asked me to walk you along the way and disperse my skills. I will take you to Kunlun. Your father will definitely have a way to save you."
"No!"
There were cracks on Zhang Chu's skin, just like the earth that had lost its moisture. The light lit in his eyes flashed, which was extremely terrifying.
"I want to win!"
He said so.
"Okay."
Chen Qiu nodded, stretched out his hand, and as the five-colored light flashed, he hit the heart with a fierce hammer.
"Click"
A crisp sound was like something locked up, opened at this moment.
"I haven't used self-sacrifice for many years."
Chen Qiu raised his head, and there was also a stream of light around the corners of his eyes, and there was even white energy, rising from his body. A terrifying pressure was pressing against Zhang Chu in front of him at this moment.
The flames around his body were suppressed and danced everywhere.
"Zhang Chu, this book is not for you. I made an appointment with my ancestor for a year, not because I lacked force. I just wanted to do the last thing for this world before leaving.
You are right, and I don’t have much time left.
Unfortunately, you insisted on stopping me.
Forget it, tonight, I will use this ghost-god forbidden art to see you off."
The voice of the Master Wangchuan became hoarse and dry at this moment, as if he was suffering from great pain.
He said:
Chapter completed!