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Chapter 892, not dead(2/2)

"Tianyu..." The corners of Xue Linglong's lips twitched. She didn't know whether she was too worried or too happy.

"Are you...are you okay..." Ling Tianyu smiled softly, so warmly.

Fierce!

The strength in the body is overwhelming.

"Pfft!"

Ling Tianyu vomited blood, but finally became weak and fell down again, dying.

"Tianyu!"

Xue Linglong's heart twitched and she hugged Ling Tianyu firmly.

"No... I'm fine... At this time... I can't even fall down..." Ling Tianyu said tiredly, his face was pale and bloodless, and he was trembling as he tried to hold himself up.

Unfortunately, his body still failed to live up to expectations and became so heavy. Ling Tianyu used up his last bit of strength and could no longer stand up. It is conceivable that his physical condition was so bad that he became a useless person. Whatever

One person can kill Ling Tianyu.

Ling Tianyu was unable to fight anymore, but Leng Wuqing stood up again unsteadily.

but!

At this moment, he was cold and ruthless, his clothes were in tatters, and he was even worse than a beggar. His whole body was scarred and riddled with wounds, his body was bruised and bruised, and his head was broken and bleeding. In short, not a single part of his flesh and blood was intact, which was shocking to see.

Especially that cold and ugly face, covered with bloodshot eyes, looked even more like a devil, extremely ferocious, and the murderous aura released all the time around him was like the aura of purgatory, extremely cold.

Even though it seemed that Leng Wuwu had been severely injured and was easy to deal with, the hearts and souls of everyone present were trembling and trembling under the impact of that murderous aura. No one dared to approach.

"Haha, if I hadn't used the power of virtualization in the end, I would have been shattered to pieces. But unfortunately, you still lost..." Leng Wuqing's bloodshot eyes stared straight at Ling.

Tian Yu had a pale sneer on his face.

"Yes, I did lose, but it doesn't matter whether I win or lose..." Ling Tianyu gasped: "But... I think you are not much better than me now... but I have to admit it.

···You are indeed the most difficult enemy I have ever encountered...I am very satisfied to be able to fight you..."

"Humph! Don't think that just by saying these words, I can spare your life!" Leng Qingwu's face turned cold, and the long sword in his hand shone with a cold light, and he said expressionlessly: "Your life! I must save your life!"

Received!"

"You want to kill my eldest brother! You have to ask me if I agree!" With a cold shout, Xiao Song rushed over. Although Xiao Song was also seriously injured, when facing Leng Qingwu, his back was straight and cold.

against.

Swish! Swish!~

One after another, figures flashed over.

"And us!"

King Chengfeng and others flashed over together.

Then!

One after another, figures surrounded Ling Tianyu, each one glaring at Leng Wuwu with a ferocious look of death. Even though they knew how terrifying the enemy they faced was.

Leng Wuwu glanced around, as if he was stuck in a mouthful of blood, and his throat was throbbing. But under such circumstances, Leng Wuwu couldn't lose his authority, and sneered: "Haha, it's just you?"

"And me!"
Chapter completed!
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