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Chapter 907 Victory or defeat!

He is a tyrant, he is a dragon thorn, and he is Lan Feng. What is this pain compared to what he has suffered and experienced?

Has he suffered less injuries than the Sword Emperor?

Has he suffered less bitter than the Sword Emperor?

Has he experienced fewer hardships than the Sword Emperor?

I'm afraid, it's only a lot more than him.

Which strong man didn’t walk under the bones?

If you want to become stronger, go further and fight higher, you must have the awareness of dying.

Death... Lan Feng is ready at all times.

Everything around was under Lan Feng's perception and control. Whether it was the speed damage caused by the flaming sword energy, the strong wind whistling in his ears, or every expression and subsequent movement of the sword emperor Mihawk, or the damage his body suffered at this moment, the speed of bleeding, etc. were all under Lan Feng's expectations and control.

At this moment, Lan Feng was like a transcendent god, controlling everything around him.

In Lan Feng's heart, he kept calculating the distance between him and the sword emperor Mihawk.

Twenty meters, fifteen meters, ten meters...

Lan Feng held the dragon thorn in his hand tightly and kept approaching the distance between him and the sword emperor Mihawk. He had only one chance.

In the eyes of people outside, Lan Feng was like a gambler who gave up everything and used his body to face the Sword Emperor Mihawk's reverse scale sword that was cut down with the sharp power of the boundless attack, as if he was committing suicide.

At this moment, everyone stared at the 5D screen with wide eyes and stared at the upcoming scene.

Eight meters... Six meters... Five meters... Nearer... closer... closer...

Looking at the Lan Feng who was rushing towards him, the murderous intent in the eyes of the Sword Emperor Mihawk was boiling, and even more terrifying power poured into the reverse scales in his hand, burst out with a more dazzling sword energy, and rushed straight to Lan Feng and slashed: "Since I took the initiative to seek death, then I will fulfill your wish."

With the explosion of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, hundreds of sword shadows roared towards the blue edge, like an evil ghost coming out of the cage, full of infinite horror.

But... Lan Feng still looked calm.

His head was constantly calculating the distance between him and the sword emperor Mihawk.

"Five meters...three meters...two meters...even closer..."

When the distance between Lan Feng and Sword Emperor Mihawk was only less than 1.5 meters away, in the shocking and astonishing eyes of people, the dragon thorn in Lan Feng's right hand suddenly pierced out.

"Swish..."

As the blue-final dragon thorn suddenly burst out, a dazzling light suddenly burst out, covering the entire hall, making the entire 5D starry sky screen white.

"Ao!"

A harsh but extremely loud dragon roar suddenly echoed in the hall.

"boom!"

After a moment, a huge explosion sounded, and the extremely dazzling white light disappeared, and the scene in the entire hall was revealed.

Under the extremely shocked and horrified eyes of people, the Sword Emperor Mihawk, who had an absolute advantage in controlling everything, flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, broke a stone pillar in the center of the hall, and then hit the hard wall of the hall, making a huge sound.

"Bang...Click..."

Under the violent impact carried by the sword emperor Mihawk's body, the hard wall split into pieces in an instant, and a huge hole exploded.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of bright red blood spread out from the body of the Sword Emperor Mihawk. He was embedded in the wall, looking embarrassed.

What is even more shocking is that the entire right arm of the Sword Emperor Mihawk disappeared, as if it was bitten from his body by some creature. Bright red blood kept flowing out, dripping down, dyeing the entire ground red...

At this moment, the Sword Emperor Mihawk no longer had the kingly demeanor between him and seemed extremely embarrassed.

"Bang!"

Another huge collision sounded, but Lan Feng's body in mid-air fell heavily to the ground, making a huge sound.

"Puff..."

As soon as Lan Feng's body fell to the ground, a mouthful of black blood sprayed out of his mouth.

He lay on the ground, turned his head to look at the sword emperor Mihawk, whose entire right arm had lost, was constantly flowing with blood, and his whole body was embedded in the stone wall. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

No one knows what happened in the last critical scene before...

At the last critical moment, Lan Feng used one-third of the energy accumulated by the Dragon Thorn without hesitation to launch a surprise attack on the Sword Emperor Mihawk, which seriously injured the Sword Emperor Mihawk and became the most embarrassing appearance now.

"Ahem..."

Of course, Lan Feng was also extremely injured. In the end, he was also hit by the counterattack of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, causing a sword mark of thirty or forty centimeters to appear on his chest, and blood kept flowing out. As soon as he wanted to move, he touched the wound, causing him to cough violently.

"Puff..."

In the stone wall, as soon as the Sword Emperor Mihawk struggled, a mouthful of bright red blood sprayed out of his mouth, causing a thick pale color to appear on his face, and his whole body was extremely weak.

Under Lan Feng's crazy counterattack, Sword Emperor Mihawk suffered an unprecedented blow. His entire right arm was torn and swallowed, and he was seriously injured...

He lowered his head and looked at the Lan Feng who was also seriously injured on the ground. A cold smile appeared on the pale face of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, and a faint voice came from his mouth: "Tyrant, that was the complete solution of the Dragon Thorn just now, and it was your last trump card, right?"

"Ahem...yes."

After hearing the words of Sword Emperor Mihawk, Lan Feng took a deep breath and nodded gently. A calm and weak voice came from his mouth.

Although the attack just now was not considered to be completely solved by the Dragon Spike, it consumed one-third of the Dragon Spike's energy, which was indeed Lan Feng's last method.

Fortunately, the consumption of dragon sting energy in the virtual world cannot affect the dragon sting in reality, otherwise it would be a big loss... However, the guy from McDonald's was too stingy and did not fill all his dragon sting energy.

However, Lan Feng did not expect that he could not defeat and kill the sword emperor Mihawk by exhausting one-third of the dragon sting energy. Now... Lan Feng no longer has any trump cards.

"So... I'm sorry! With your move just now, you can't beat me."

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of the Sword Emperor Mihawk, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "However, you are already proud of being able to hurt me like this."

"Rest in peace, tyrant!"

As the words of the Sword Emperor Mihawk fell, his left hand pointed into a sword and suddenly pointed at Lan Feng's head.
Chapter completed!
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