"Challenger: Ku Yayang. Title: Devil from Heaven."

"Challenge: Su Hang. Title: Escape from death, punish evil and promote good."

"There are no rules, no constraints, no limits! Bet on the past, bet on the present, bet on the future! Bet on family ties, bet on love, bet on life! Only when one party truly dies, can the other party win!"

"The duel of death begins now!"

As soon as Su Hang finished speaking, that familiar voice sounded in the ears of Su Hang and Ku Yayang again.

It still has that kind of magnetism with a bit of hoarseness, as if there is an alluring smell wafting out, it is still like that - annoying!

What's even more unexpected is that after the mission-like line was finished, the voice from the sky did not disappear, but rang again in Su Hang's mind: "In this battle, only one title is allowed to be equipped.

It is detected that the resurrected person has more than one title. Please select the title to be used in this round of battle. Please note that once selected, it cannot be changed until the battle is over. Please note..."

However, what makes Su Hang feel strange is that compared to usual, the voice that appears in his mind can't help but feel a little strange and a little indifferent. It seems like a written program, executing instructions mechanically according to the specified logic.

However, Su Hang didn't think too much about it. He just looked at Ku Yayang's obvious preference for melee weapons and decisively chose the title with more flexibility.

"I choose to escape death."

After Su Hang recited this sentence silently in his heart, the voice disappeared without a trace and never appeared again.

When Ku Yayang heard that voice, she raised the corner of her mouth slightly and whispered: "Suhang, let me try my hand at Demon Boy first to see if you are qualified to be his ally.

"

After saying that, the dagger in her hand began to change.

The originally short dagger began to change into a shape similar to a wheel blade. There is a barb at the tip of the blade. The blade, blade, and handle are all mint green. The blade is in the shape of four leaves, "Evil Ghost" and "Destroy".

They were engraved on both sides of the blade. A purple scabbard also appeared on her left hand.

"Then let's see who wins."

Ku Yayang clenched the wheel blade tightly and stared at the sickle weapon in Suhang's hand, her eyes showing determination to win.

When Su Hang came back to his senses, only Ku Yayang and the chakra blade in her hand were left in front of her.

The distance is getting closer.

In a hurry, Su Hang had no time to activate the ability of the sickle, so he could only subconsciously raise the sickle in his right hand and try his best to block the incoming force from the opposite side.

Duang——

A sound of metal clashing filled the air.

However, although Su Hang blocked Ku Yayang's sudden attack, his reaction speed could not keep up with Ku Yayang's offensive.

Drop by drop of blood dripped down the sleeves and onto the floor of the classroom.

"How can it be so strong even without special abilities?" Su Hang looked at the small hole that had appeared on the shoulder of his left hand and murmured in his heart.

Compared with the previous round of condensing iron into needles, the previous round of scattering beans into soldiers, and even the initial timed death, Ku Yayang's sacrificial weapon is not particularly powerful.

However, it was this sacrificial weapon that did not look so abnormal despite its ability. He fell into a disadvantage in the initial confrontation. Is this the gap in strength?

He thought secretly in his heart, and at the same time, his eyes were fixed on the wheel blade in Ku Yayang's hand.

Is this a real battle?

While Su Hang was meditating, Ku Yayang did not attack Su Hang after taking advantage of the first blow. Instead, she just looked at Su Hang coldly, raised a trace of ridicule at the corner of her mouth, and said disdainfully to Su Hang

: "So, is this your strength? You're such a weakling! I don't know why Lord Demon Boy fell in love with such a cheerful person like you."

Listening to her words, Su Hang couldn't help but wonder: "The devil boy, is the devil boy Wu Moumou said? I can't even defeat one of his men? Then how can I get to the end of this game?

Woolen cloth."

"Come on, keep going. I was just careless. The real battle begins now!" Thinking of this, Su Hang's hands were filled with strength again.

He lowered his head and murmured: "Explore!"

In an instant, a huge gale roared up, with Suzhou and Hangzhou as the center, overwhelming the sky and rushing outward. It was as if the place where he was was a throne of God. It was inviolable and inviolable.

In Suhang's field of vision, red lines appeared one after another, like a magnified slow world.

At the same time, the encouragement of destiny was transmitted from the blade of the sword to his pulse, and he heard the voice again, fight with your life. Only with courage can you exert your greatest strength.

There began to be a feeling of surging blood in his ears. Bright red filled Ye Feng's pupils, and he raised the fatal sword in his hand towards Ku Yayang.

Feeling the aura of the young man in front of her, it was like a different person. Ku Yayang's eyes couldn't help but burst out with strange colors, as if she had encountered a rare prey.

So, she once again clenched the wheel blade in her hand and drove towards Suhang.

She and he flashed the white light in their wrists at the same time, flying into the wind where the other party was standing like thunderbolts.

They heard the shattered cold light flashing in front of them. Ku Yayang turned her arm, and the wheel blade actually rotated between her fingers, stirring up the dust scattered in the air. The wind pressure was so strong that it almost

He wants to send the sickle in Suhang's hand and his arm towards the wheel blade.

And Su Hang let go of the sickle in his hand and retreated towards the back door of the classroom. Ku Yayang also stopped the attack in his hand and just stood still, looking at him with a mix of mockery and indifference.

"Sure enough, a weak chicken is still a weak chicken. Even if his appearance changes, he is still a weak chicken!"

Ku Yayang looked at Su Hang who was half-kneeling on the ground, and continued to taunt, "I thought I could have a life-and-death duel, but I didn't expect that this time my opponent would be so weak."

"I can give you a chance, young man. From now on, run away as far away as you want. The further you run away, the better. Only the further you run away will this cat and mouse game become a little more interesting."

." Ku Yayang came to Su Hang, looked at Su Hang condescendingly, like a king, and said to Su Hang in a commanding tone.

At this moment, Su Hang could finally understand Wu Moumou's mood at that time.

However, he will not grovel, nor will he beg for mercy like a bereaved dog. He still has the last strength, which he does not want to use unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Continue, come again, I will not admit defeat! Nor will I run away!" Su Hang looked up at Ku Yayang, slowly stood up, and said with an indestructible tone in his voice: "Even if it's against the tip of a needle, we have to fight.
Chapter completed!