Chapter 6130 Decisive

All of this was expected. In such a war, no one could guarantee that he would escape unstoppable, and so did he.

In the heavy rain, he slowly stood up straight in front of a huge wave.

His waist was still straight, and his burly body was as majestic as a steep peak.

His eyes were bright and there was a sharp light. He glanced around and saw the old man in the black robe who woke up in the distance and was about to struggle to get up.

He did not see the old man in gray robe. He must have sunk into the sea, and there was a lot of danger.

No one is spared in such a tragic battle.

Shura firmly believed that the other party's injuries must not be less than that of him, and even heavier. Shura is very confident in his own strength!

Shura did not hesitate and walked towards the old man in black robe in the heavy rain.

The old man in black robe looked painful, and blood was still hanging on the corner of his mouth that had not been washed away by the rain.

His face was pale, his eyebrows were thrusting, and his eyes were filled with fear and weakness. Obviously, he suffered heavy injuries in this battle, and his current situation was very bad.

More importantly, the impact he suffered was too great, and Shura's extreme strength and domineering had completely defeated his confidence.

"Shura, what do you want to do?

Have you become a murderous person for me?

You are gradually moving away on a dead end."

The old man in black robe spoke in a hurry. He did not care about the severe pain coming from his body and slowly retreated, trying to keep a safe distance from the terrifying man in front of him.

Shura had no words, his face was cold and determined, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. The mind that could penetrate people was extremely frightening.

With a big step forward, Shura's speed rose in vain and his body rushed out like a monkey.

The brilliance on his body was like the Milky Way hanging upside down, extremely dazzling, and contained a destructive aura.

Even if he fought against two, even if the battle reached such a tragic level, Shura still maintained his bright aura, and he obviously still had the power to fight.

I can only say that his strength is too strong and his body is too strong, like a war god who will not fall.

In a blink of an eye, Shura rushed to the old man with a black robe and punched him at the old man with a punch.

The old man in black robe was shocked and his eyes flashed with horror.

At this time of danger, he naturally was unwilling to fall down like this.

With a low growl, the old man in black robe rushed forward with his glow, and used his last remaining strength to resist, and fought fiercely with Shura again.

During the fierce battle, the strong lights intertwined, and the continuous collision and crushing caused waves of air explosions to be heard in the air, and the air flow reversed, like a surging wave.

However, the old man in black robe was obviously at a disadvantage.

Just now, he and the old man in gray robe worked together, but neither of them could defeat Shura. Now he is the only one left, so it is naturally not enough to see.

Although the gap in strength between the two sides is not very obvious, there is a gap in the end.

Especially in the psychology of both parties, there is a big gap. One side is extremely brave, while the other side is cowardly, one goes up and down.

Not long after the confrontation, the old man in black robe was hit on the chest by Shura's punch, and his whole person flew backwards like a cannonball, smashing a huge reef and smashing the ground into a deep pit.

"Cough cough~" The old man in black robe coughed one after another, and blood gushed out of his mouth, and was soon washed away by the heavy rain drifting, and he looked desolate and embarrassed.

"Shura, you can't kill me. I come from the Xuanyuan family and are the core elder of the Xuanyuan family. If I die at your hands, you will inevitably be retaliated by the Xuanyuan family. The anger of the Xuanyuan family will burn you to ashes."

The old man in black robe was extremely frightened. He lay down on the ground, covering his chest and shouted loudly.

Shura had no expression on his face and walked forward, approaching the old man in black robe: "Xuanyuan family?"

What is the Xuanyuan family?

More than 20 years ago, I didn’t even have the qualifications to carry my shoes.”

Hearing this, the old man in black robe looked frightened and his pupils contracted, and he was shocked: "Who are you?

Who are you?"

"Remember, my name is Chen Pingsheng."

Shura walked to the old man in black robe and stood there, condescendingly, looking down on his face.

The old man in black robe stared as big as a bronze tomb, and he was shocked: "Chen Pingsheng?

Who are you?"

Shura was indifferent and did not explain too much. He poked out a palm, shook from the air, his palms became claws, and a surging light shone.

At the same time, the neck of the old man in black robe was surrounded by white mist transformed from strong light.

The old man in black robe seemed to have his throat being curbed, and a look of pain appeared on his face. He struggled hard, his silver light flashing violently, trying to break free from this deadly restraint and restraint.

But under Shura's belief in killing, he was unable to turn things around and could not break free from the breath of death no matter how he activates the energy in his body.

Slowly, the body of the old man in black robe slowly rose into the air, as if he was being dragged by something.

Then, the old man in black robe fell into Shura's palm and was choked by Shura's palm.

The two were very close. On the verge of the suffocation of the old man in black robe, Shura coldly spit out a few words: "The most important thing you should do is to come to the black prison to chase Chen Liuhe. Anyone who tries to destroy him will die."

As soon as the words fell, a crisp "click" sound suddenly came out.

The old man in black robe was crushed, and the old man in black robe tilted his head and no longer struggled or became angry.

Until the moment he died, the old man in black robe stared at his eyes, filled with endless fear and horror.

A powerful man from the Palace Realm fell like this, just like a coward.

The palm of his hand was loosened, and the body of the old man in the black robe fell to the ground. Shura finally couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood emerged from the corner of his mouth and slowly overflowed.

This battle was very tragic and he paid a considerable price.

With his strength, it still seems a bit difficult to fight against two strongest men in the same realm.

Of course, this is just what he thinks. If the results of the battle tonight reach others' ears, they will definitely be shocked.

This will inevitably be a fierce battle that shocked the world!

In the palace realm, one against two can win, which is unheard of, and it is enough to shock the world!

Standing beside the coast, Shura stared at the harsh sea surface that was constantly impacted by the rain.

He stood here for a long time, his eyes as if they were like pillars, constantly looking around.

After a while, he made sure there was nothing missing, so he turned around and left in diameter.

On the coast, under the night sky, heavy rain poured, thunder and lightning flashed, the waves roared and rose, like the doomsday, and the scene was vast and surging.

Shura's figure gradually drifted away, and there was no nostalgia for this place.

Here, return to silence.
Chapter completed!