Wu Yuanping lowered his head in horror, as if in disbelief. The sharp tip of the knife also pierced his chest, and bright red blood spurted out.
He realized that he had fallen into a trap. The illegitimate daughter was deliberately showing weakness and stabbed him forcefully, taking the opportunity to die with him. Her body can't support it for long. If she can't kill herself in a short time, she will definitely lose.
Wu Yuanping's strength is slightly better than Thunder Warrior Ji, but he has always been pampered and his fighting consciousness has regressed. When he was younger, he would definitely be wary of his opponent's death-defying moves.
However, as he said, there is no use regretting because the outcome is already determined.
Thunder Warrior Ji and Wu Yuanping broke each other's hearts at the same time.
The two of them weakly let go of the knife in their hands and staggered down. But none of them died. Ordinary people would not die immediately if their hearts were pierced, let alone blood descendants with strong vitality.
"I have long been prepared to die, as long as I can get revenge." Thunder Warrior Ji whispered, she turned a blind eye to the wound with blood spurting out, and stared at the man, "Go to hell and repent, oh, I forgot, Death is like a lamp going out, and you will not even have the next life. If you dare to turn into a resentful spirit, I will destroy you with my own hands."
An endless feeling of desolation surged into his heart. Wu Yuanping never thought that he would die, let alone that he would die in the hands of his own daughter.
"If I had known this, I should have strangled you with my own hands." He smiled bitterly, "But you also have to go to hell with me... What are you doing?"
He was suddenly stunned when he saw Thunder Warrior Ji's trembling hands taking out two tubes of blood from her wallet. She pulled out the stopper with trembling hands and drank it down.
Please bean sack, what are you doing
Wu Yuanping had a bad premonition in his heart.
After two tubes of blood were poured down, Thunder Warrior Ji's pale face flushed. She clenched her silver teeth and struggled to pull out the knife from her chest. Blood splashed like rain, but the bleeding stopped quickly, and the wound healed at a slow speed.
With such a serious injury, I wonder if his blood will have any effect.
But it doesn't matter, the great revenge has been avenged, and I am willing to die.
She had planned her life-threatening revenge on the way here. This is definitely not her previous fighting style. After staying with that guy for a long time, she feels that the person who is close to him is black, and she becomes more and more stubborn. When she encounters a difficult enemy, she will subconsciously risk her life with him.
Anyway, there is blood medicine, so I might as well take a few bottles like this...
The wound was healing rapidly, and the broken flesh and heart fragments were squeezed out, but the heart did not regenerate, or it regenerated very slowly.
No, pills!
Obviously, just two tubes of blood were not enough to save her life. Or she overestimated the effect of Li Xianyu's blood. This terrifying recovery ability, which can be called the rebirth of a broken limb, can only be achieved by him.
But at this moment, even if she died, Thunder Warrior Ji could accept it calmly.
"Unexpectedly, not only will I not die, but I will live well and watch the Wu family of your lineage die." Thunder Warrior Ji said fiercely: "No one of your lineage can survive."
Wu Yuanping opened his mouth, his body gradually became cold, and his consciousness became cloudy. Until the end of his life, he still stared at Thunder Warrior Ji with his eyes wide open.
The energy barrier disappeared, and Li Xianyu rushed in with a roar, holding the Thunder Warrior Ji who was gradually losing consciousness in his arms.
"Zhan Ji Zhan Ji?"
The long-legged beauty was seriously injured, especially the knife on the chest, which almost split half of her body. If it weren't for the healing effect of his blood, she would be dead by now.
Thunder Warrior Ji closed her eyes and seemed unable to hear his voice.
"I'll give you some more blood." Li Xianyu's throat just soared with sweetness, and he simply said "哬" and took a sip of blood into his mouth.
Thunder Warrior didn't know where she got the strength, she turned her face away with all her strength, and murmured angrily: "Let me die."
Not dead yet, Li Xianyu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Protect me." Li Xianyu yelled. The three King Kongs quickly gathered together to protect the two of them.
He opened his wallet, took out a disposable needle, and pierced his waist. The needle tip hit his waist accurately and drew out a tube of black and red blood.
He injected the blood into the right carotid artery of the long-legged beauty, not the left side, otherwise the blood would flow out along with the wound.
After two consecutive injections, the bleeding from the wound was completely stopped, but the healing speed was very slow, and the long-legged beauty was dying.
... ..
"Bang!"
The old man broke his thread and flew like a kite, collapsing two villas along the way.
He was lying in the ruins, his chest was a mess of blood and flesh, his white hair was stuck to his scalp, and the blood spit out of his mouth dyed his carefully trimmed white beard red. His eyes were no longer clear and became cloudy.
After several hours of fighting, the old man was almost exhausted. After facing Wu Sanjin, he didn't even have the possibility to escape. The opponent who also has the power of speed is bound to bite him hard.
After all, I am getting old. When I was young, running and fighting for three days and three nights was not a problem.
No one can resist the power of time.
The old man was holding the sword that had been with him for decades. This sword had been with him for half his life and had killed enemies and Japanese. Now the old man couldn't hold on anymore and half of it was broken.
He held the knife and remembered tremblingly that the old man had served in the army all his life and had his dignity. Even if he died, he would still stand.
But Wu Sanjin didn't give him this chance. He descended from the sky and stepped on the old man's chest, stamping out his last vitality and his heart.
"This decadent family will be saved from your death." Wu Sanjin leaned over and cut off the old man's head.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of Fengtian, falling into silence.
"The old patriarch is dead, the old patriarch was killed."
"Devil, this demon came back to take revenge. Why didn't you kill him back then?"
"It's over, the Wu family is going to be over, run away."
This sword cut off not only the old man's life, but also his life's splendor and glory, as well as the fighting spirit of the remaining members of the Wu family.
The head of the family is dead, and so is the old head of the family. The few remaining Wu family members fell into despair and were immediately defeated.
Regardless of the Demon Alliance or Baoze, they all breathed a sigh of relief. This battle that was destined to shock the blood world was over, and all that was left was to clear the field.
The people of the Demon Alliance shouted loudly, cheering for the victory of the battle.
Victory belongs to them, the Wu family's territory is theirs, and so are their women.
Liu Mei was in a complicated mood. Her relatively good mind noticed that the situation was abnormal, and the Demon Alliance seemed to have been tricked. He was tricked by the evil traitor of the Hu family and Bao Ze. It is true that the Wu family suffered heavy losses, and how could the Demon Alliance be any better? All the combat power they had accumulated in the past few years had gone into it.
Now that Baoze's people have come to finish things off, there is no need for the Demon Alliance to stay any longer.
Liu Mei roared: "Retreat!"
She was ready to go back and settle the score with the man with narrowed eyes.
The senior officials of each company immediately responded with loud roars, and the people from the Demon Alliance evacuated one after another.
After the war, the Wu family's base camp was in a mess, with corpses everywhere. The blood of humans and monsters was the only color. The collapsed villa was filled with fire, which was caused by the natural gas explosion. The fire burned the night sky red.
Li Xianyu handed Zhan Ji to the girl killer and rushed towards Wu Sanjin, who was standing proudly not far away. He held his head in his hand and looked into the distance silently.
He said to himself that you are a very powerful old boy. Apart from grandma, you are the strongest master I have ever seen. It's amazing how big a revenge can be, after posing for so long.
"Zhan Ji is seriously injured. Hurry up and ask your treatment team to come over for treatment. In addition, I need a car, not a sports car. It's best to have an ambulance. If not, bring a van. I need to send her back to the company for treatment first. Surgery. Are you going back to the company with us, or staying to deal with the aftermath?" Li Xianyu spoke very quickly.
After finishing speaking in one breath, he found that Wu Sanjin ignored him.
"Wu Sanjin?" Li Xianyu frowned, walked around to the front, and saw that he had his eyes closed and his face was peaceful.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?" Li Xianyu's heart sank, and he stretched out his hand to touch him. He paused in mid-air, sniffed carefully, and his expression suddenly changed.
"He's dead." Grandma came from a distance.
"How could it be..." Li Xianyu didn't believe it. Wu Sanjin's body was not fatally injured. In the battle between him and the old man, when weapons rarely clashed, you would make the fatal blow and I would make the fatal blow. Anyone who doesn't move out of the way will die.
When the old man dies, he is the winner.
"Died of exhaustion." Grandma sighed softly: "He has been dead for a long time. He drank your company's "Five Seconds of Real Man" potion and has been fighting until now. His body is already riddled with holes. He is a genius. Yes, but the opponent is the ninth-ranked super master on the list of blood descendants. Being able to drag an overwhelmed body to fight to the death until now is probably the power of hatred. Maybe he never thought of surviving tonight."
Li Xianyu wanted to say something, but his lips moved, but in the end he was speechless.
It turns out you are already dead.
They had only known each other for a few days, and he was once angry at the minister's inaction and couldn't help but want to curse.
After learning about his past, I felt pity and sympathy and felt that he was a tragic figure with a story.
After listening to my grandma’s comments, I felt a little more admired. Who would have thought that a minister who looks like a doormat could actually be a hidden super master.
Having kept a low profile to this point, he is also a ruthless person.
Death may be a relief for him, as he said, for the past five years, day and night, life was worse than death.
He was originally an outstanding young man with a bright future, but his sharpness led to a fatal disaster. Not only did he kill his beloved, he was also deprived of his Dantian. If he hadn't been saved by a noble man, he would have died long ago.
Nowadays, death is like a lamp going out.
Li Xianyu murmured: "Go on, good-for-nothing Minister."
(End of chapter)