Blood flowed out and covered his body. Sun Hao and Adao fought together, without too strong power, no fighting skills, and even the simple beauty of power during the fight.

Some are just struggles and hardships. Life becomes a joke in this kind of struggle, very light, just like a curve that floats along the corner of your mouth when you tell a joke. After a smile at the next moment, life itself will disappear with this curve.

The only uncertain thing is whether the life that is about to disappear is Sun Hao or A Dao's. Killing and being killed. As an ordinary person without powerful power, A Dao and Sun Hao are just struggling in flesh and blood.

The pain in his body was so painful that it was unstoppable that the outstretched fist was slaughtered by the fruit knife. Blood flowed down his fist to Sun Hao's face, flowing into Sun Hao's eyes, and spreading from corners, like a thick red squeezed into the autumn water. The whole world that Sun Hao saw was stained with a layer of blood.

The pain in his mind tortured Sun Hao, making Sun Hao begin to think of death. He was injured, but why wasn't the pain that was now? He was just a stab in his fist. Sun Hao had suffered more serious injuries than he is now, and he also shed more blood. But at that time, Sun Hao never felt the pain as he is now.

These pains seem to come from not only the **, but also partly from the depths of the soul. They are the pain that belongs to life itself.

The once powerful power is gone? How could it be that even the will to resist pain is weak? This is illogical. Sun Hao seemed to have begun to think of something. His pain is very likely to have been strengthened and magnified.

And these pains may have something to do with the place where he is. Everything is Sun Hao's thought. The pain now is the limit that mortals can tolerate, but Sun Hao always feels that if he wants to survive, he will definitely encounter even more unbearable pain when he continues to fight with Adao in this place.

But no matter how torture you suffer, you still have to survive.

To survive, you must kill this madman holding a fruit knife. Only by killing him can you end all this, including the pain that is about to suffocate Sun Hao.

Relying on the belief of living, he struggled to make his consciousness out of the painful craze. Sun Hao raised his feet and kicked Adao, who was pressing on his body. The fruit knife pulled a diagonal line on his palm, but in the end it did not get kicked away with Adao, but stuck in the bones of Sun Hao's palm.

Flipped off from the ground, Sun Hao roared and rushed towards Adao.

Adao is the source of all pain. He must kill this madman. With a goal, pain becomes a driving force that inspires action. Sun Hao relies on the firm will he gained in the past two reincarnation worlds to fight back and take a solid step towards the goal with his actions.

He hugged Adao, and the two of them rolled on the ground, smashed with fists, pushed their knees, and all parts of their bodies became weapons of this almost primitive bloody battle. They hit them with their heads and then bite them with their mouths.

Sun Hao didn't know how long he could last in this deep pain, but Sun Hao really didn't want to be the one who fell down first. He desperately recalled his desire for battle and wanted to put in a way to suppress the pain.

Adao was like a shrew, scratching Sun Hao's face with the long nails left on his hands, leaving deep blood marks on Sun Hao's face, and the thin flesh could be clearly seen in the cracks of his nails. Adao was crazy, but Adao was also blind. Adao was really like a mad dog when fighting, but he just relied on instinct to bite randomly, but had no certain purpose. This gave Sun Hao, who was staggering in pain, a chance to take advantage of it.

He would not selectively launch a key attack on a certain point. On the surface, Adao had the upper hand, but did not seize the opportunity to cause a fatal blow to Sun Hao. For example, at this time, Sun Hao suppressed Adao, and Adao grabbed him randomly below, and he would be able to hit him wherever he went. Although his actions were crazy, if he was not frightened by his madness, he would not have the power to fight back.

When Sun Hao experienced two worlds of reincarnation, he would naturally not be scared easily. He turned the pain in his heart into a desperate motivation, opened his mouth and shouted, pressed Adao's neck with his arm with a fruit knife, and held the small fruit knife with his other hand, pressed down through the palm and the handle of the knife, pressing it downwards and pressed directly to Adao's neck.

At this time, A Dao still did not report it and was still catching and fighting randomly below. Although such a catching and fighting could bring more pain to Sun Hao, it would not directly threaten Sun Hao's life.

Holding the fruit knife on the palm of his hand, restraining the heart-wrenching pain from his body, Sun Hao silently recited, this was the last pain, as long as he ended this, it would be the end.

Pressing the fruit knife, together with his own palm, he pressed into Adao's neck, cutting the large artery at his neck. Adao's blood sprayed more than one meter high, spraying the entire space.

Adao's hand, which was lifted in the air, slowly hangs to his side as the blood rises.

He stood up powerlessly, and Sun Hao looked at Adao who was twitching on the ground. Is it over? Although there is still pain in his body, and even those pains that are clear and cannot be forgotten, fortunately everything is over.

The dark void around it began to crack, and the place where Sun Hao stepped on his feet collapsed with the cracks.

Before Sun Hao could have time to be glad to win, his body was already in a sense of falling, falling into the void, falling into endless, and going downward.

"It's very painful, right? Isn't it? But these are not enough, and they are far from enough." Some words were directly imprinted into Sun Hao's heart. Sun Hao suddenly heard these words coming out of his heart. No one was saying to Sun Hao. The words came from the whereabouts of Sun Hao. "Pain is part of life, sometimes, even all."

As the sound in his heart drifted away, Sun Hao's body fell to its true meaning. He looked up and saw that the space he had fought with A Dao just now was still around, but now this space is no longer an alternation of darkness and light. There is a faint dark red flowing light on the ground. The entire space was marked by the red light on the ground, turning into a dark red world of depression.

Not far away, a figure was climbing up from the ground. The man was arching, his mind was obviously in deep chaos. He kept twisting his neck left and right, then raised his head suddenly and let out a low shout from his mouth: "Kill, kill~"

Sun Hao saw clearly that this person was A Dao. Didn’t he kill him just now?

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Chapter completed!