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In an instant, the whole scene was filled with blood!

The smell of blood drifted with the wind and spread the entire city!

The military spear in Liu Mang's hand continued to drip blood. He stepped on the body and walked towards the scar man and the young man who was lying on the ground with a miserable miserable appearance!

"God of Death! Do you dare to show your head? I thought you would be unable to hide!!"

The scar man smiled bloodthirstyly and raised the machete in his hand!

boom!

As soon as the machete was lifted, he flew backwards, and his body smashed the glass of a Mercedes-Benz behind him. He curled up miserably in the car, twitching constantly, and vomiting blood!

The sudden change made the men of the scar panic and rushed towards the Mercedes-Benz!

I saw that there was blood in the Mercedes-Benz. Their boss, the scar man, curled up in a ball, and was so painful that he didn't even have the strength to shout!

"Hurry... hurry up, lift the boss out, hurry up!" Everyone reached out in panic, trying to lift the scar man out!

However, when everyone touched his body, everyone was stunned! Because they found that the bones in their eldest Scar were broken!

"This...how is this possible??" A group of little brothers around him trembled, unable to believe that this is true!

They know their boss's physical fitness, and it is impossible to break it like this with one punch!

"Just just now, your boss was hit eighteen punches before he could hit the car!" A man with a broken arm had arrived at the group of people at some point. He glanced at the scar man in the car and said coldly.

"How is this possible?" The man of the scar was shocked in an instant.

Their boss was knocked away by one punch just now. How could he be hit hard? It was impossible.

"Who are you? Are you blindfolded?" The man with the scarred man stared at the one-armed man.

"It's not that I'm blurry in my eyes, but that your eyesight is too poor. You can't see that the god of death just now hit eighteen fists at that moment. So, your boss is helpless!" The one-armed man said indifferently, then looked at Liu Mang.

The moment he looked at Liu Mang, the murderous aura on his body surged little by little. Endless hatred emerged in his eyes.

"One-armed Demon Lord! You... are you the One-armed Demon Lord!?" Suddenly, a man's subordinate shouted in horror, his face full of incredible expressions.

"I didn't expect that you, you, are so little, that you know me, the one-armed Demon Lord." The one-armed man grinned.

"What? He is really the one-armed Demon Lord?" The people around him were shocked by these four words in an instant, and their faces were horrified.

At this moment, several murderous men walked out of the surroundings again.

Seeing these men, the men of the Scar man trembled completely because any of these people was enough to crush them.

"Oh my God, that's the new Western...European God of War, Sea King!"

"The wild god of war is very beautiful. Zeus."

"The last Amazon savage."

"Plus with the one-armed Demon Lord. Four super characters. What do they want to do? Do they want to surround the gods?"

The men of the scar were all terrified and kept retreating in fear, because the appearance of these people made the air around them cold to freezing point. Even their blood seemed to be about to solidify. If they did not retreat, it would be as if the cold breath would be turned into ice sculptures.

But at this moment, the one-armed Demon Lord and others no longer paid attention to the men of Scar Man. Their eyes were fixed on Liu Mang, and they had only one target, that was Liu Mang. In their eyes, the man of Scar and his men were just bait.

However, at this moment, Liu Mang seemed to have not noticed the appearance of these four people. He walked step by step towards the young man who was broken by the scarred man and lay on the ground with extremely miserable limbs.

He leaned down and said, "Brother, what are your wishes?"

"I, I want to ask you! Take care of my mother. She is in the hot summer,..." The young man trembled and said a place name and name. The place name is where his hometown is, and the name is his elderly mother.

"Okay!" Liu Mang gently spit out a word and agreed to the young man.

As soon as the good words in Liu Mang spoke, he saw that the young man's eyes lost their color and then he disappeared without a breath!

Liu Mang slowly stood up, then looked at the four people like a sharp sword.

The next second he attacked like a dragon and rushed directly towards the one-armed Demon Lord. Because he recognized the one-armed Demon Lord, it was the Blood No. 1, who had escaped from his hands!

"God of Death, do you think I am still the same as I used to be? I am the one-armed Demon Lord now!" Seeing Liu Mang rushing towards him, the one-armed Demon Lord let out a bloodthirsty roar and greeted him.

Clam!

A harsh metal sound suddenly sounded. The sword in the one-armed Demon Lord's hand split into pieces and turned into pieces and fell to the ground. The tiger's mouth of the one-armed Demon Lord's hand was torn apart, and his thumb was torn open and landed on the ground!

"Ah!" The one-armed Demon Lord let out a miserable cry and retreated in fear. He never expected that the strength of the God of Death was even more terrifying than before. He thought his strength had grown to the point where he could fight against the God of Death, but at this moment he realized that the gap between him and the God of Death was like a gap, and he was no match for the God of Death at all.

"A few months ago, I asked you to break an arm and turn you into a one-armed Demon Lord. Then today I asked you to break your head and turn you into a headless Demon Lord." When the one-armed Demon Lord retreated, Liu Mang took advantage of the victory to pursue, and his terrifying murderous aura swept towards the one-armed Demon Lord like a storm.
Chapter completed!
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