Chapter 367 You want my life, here I come

Tang Liu watched Qian Renxue lower her head again, gently pressing her cheek against Bibi Dong's forehead.

"I've decided."

He didn't know how long he waited, but Tang Liu heard the girl's voice become a little weak.

The sacred golden light began to spread outward, pushing the unsuspecting Tang Liu far away.

Qian Renxue stood up, looking at Tang San not far away with her empty gaze, and white-gold flames began to burn on her body.

She is burning.

Burning divine power, burning divine soul, burning divine head, divine position...

Burn everything about yourself.

The sky suddenly darkened and became covered with dark clouds.

Soon there was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down.

——The whole world was crying for a god who was about to disappear completely.

Bibi Dong is dead, but her position as Rakshasa God is still there, but it is likely that no one will be able to inherit this position in the future.

But Qian Renxue is different now.

She chose to burn and burn everything down.

Once the angel's fire releases all the light and heat, it ignites all the glory and glory.

There will no longer be a god of angels in this world.

The girl's body was wrapped with platinum flames, and her golden wings were spread out behind her. Her eyes were still empty and had not changed at all. She just looked at Tang San and said lifelessly: "Tang San, my father once killed your mother, and now, you have killed my mother with your own hands. We should be even."

Tang San looked at her calmly and didn't reply, but there was once again a cold murderous aura surrounding him.

"But it was not me, nor my mother, who killed your mother. But you still chose to keep pushing her hard."

The platinum flame condensed in her hand and turned into the most dazzling angelic holy sword from ancient times to the present.

Even though it is pouring rain and lightning is thundering, the burning angel god, her divine light still illuminates half of the dark clouds in the sky.

"Forgive me for not being able to agree, forgive me for not being able to retreat...until death comes to me."

She held the bright angelic holy sword, without any fancy moves, she just strode towards Tang San, raised the sword, and then slashed down.

But such a simple blow contained all the power of the God of Angels.

Tang San naturally would not sit still and wait for death.

He took out his right hand lightly and waved it in front of himself.

The Angel's Holy Sword stopped, and then, as if it had been attacked by some terrible attack, it shattered into pieces, dispersed into a faint light, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Tang San lowered his right hand, which was currently holding a bloody sword.

Shura God's super artifact, Shura Sword.

The gap between the God King and the first-level gods is not as simple as two rings of light on the surface.

Seeing Qian Renxue showing no intention of stopping, Tang San raised his sword and thrust forward without any hesitation.

With a crisp buzzing sound, the Shura Blood Sword, which was more than a hundred meters long, pierced Qian Renxue's body and sent her flying far away.

But Qian Renxue is not dead yet, after all, she burned everything she has.

But she is not far from death, because the first-level god who burns everything, for a god-king with two levels of gods, it is only the difference between swinging one sword or two swords.

Qian Renxue, who was pierced by the Shura Blood Sword and knocked away, was already lying on the ground and could no longer stand up.

She stared blankly at the sky, watching the blood-red gradually eat away at the gold.

Her body has almost completely turned into white gold flames, which means that soon, he will completely die and disappear.

Tang San didn't intend to give her the last time to see the world.

Shura's blood sword struck at her again.

She felt that her life was about to disappear completely under this sword.

But she didn't make any move, she just watched quietly, watching the Shura Blood Sword getting closer and closer to her.

Getting closer.

Then when it was about to hit her, it suddenly deviated from its previous trajectory.

Her life was extended a little.

But she heard the sound of a strange object falling to the ground.

Then there was the sound of a large amount of liquid gushing out and then dripping onto the ground.

An uneasy feeling suddenly arose in Qian Renxue's heart, and she stood up half of her body with support.

She saw Tang San whose face was full of anger and disbelief.

Then there was a figure half-kneeling on the ground, clutching his right shoulder, trembling inconspicuously due to pain.

Most of his blue clothes were now stained red with blood.

Because there was nothing below his right shoulder.

The right arm that should have been there now fell alone to the side, surrounded and soaked in a large amount of blood.

Qian Renxue felt as if her head had been hit hard, and she suddenly went blank.

At this moment, it seemed that she could no longer feel the outside world.

But that person's voice, she tried her best to deny it, but she had to admit it. The voice she had thought about day and night was like a poison that she could never get rid of, penetrating into her mind.

"That's enough, brother... stop, she can't handle your second attack."

Tang San looked at Tang Liu with shock and anger in front of him, who had an arm cut off by him, with a look of disbelief on his face, "You actually did it for her?!"

Tang Liu sealed the blood on his shoulder, stood up through gritted teeth, shook his head and said, "I'm not doing it for her... maybe a little bit, but I haven't realized it yet."

"Then why did you block this blow for him? If I hadn't just..."

"What just now?"

"..."

Tang Liu pressed forward step by step: "What just happened, brother."

Tang San didn't reply immediately. He looked at the Shura Sword in his hand, a little dazed, "What did I do..."

He looked at Tang Liu again, looking at the gap on Tang Liu's right shoulder and the arm lying on the ground.

"No, Xiaoliu, I, I..."

With a clang, the Shura Sword fell to the ground, but in the next moment it turned into a stream of red light and reintegrated into Tang San's body.

His eyes kept falling on Tang Liu's broken arm, and then his body started to tremble.

"Brother, you just cut off my arm. Is this something you would do?"

Tang San shook his head, his gaze still falling on the place where Tang Liu's right hand should have been, "No, no, that was because you suddenly barged in, you suddenly stood in front of her..."

Tang Liu interrupted him, "I was already there, but you still let the Shura Blood Sword fall down without hesitation. You just subconsciously let it go when the Shura Blood Sword was about to cut me in half from head to tail. The Shura Blood Sword has shifted."

When Tang San heard what he said, his eyes and face were full of disbelief.

Tang Liu exhaled a breath that smelled of blood, and colorful lights flashed across his torso. The next moment, his arm returned to its original state, as if it had never been cut off by the Shura Blood Sword.

"You want to kill me, brother. And now, I'm right in front of you."

? ?Hey, the author is busy with exams for several courses this month, and then he couldn’t help but read a few comprehensive British and American articles, and then found that compared to the wives who have been cheating for several years and have not updated, am I Fortunately, just a little bit? (doge)

?  Hahahaha, okay, see you tomorrow. I wish you all a happy May Day holiday~

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