He had a feeling, a sense of fate, which became more and more obvious after he merged with the angel genes.

Between the two, only one person can survive!

Xia Xin still looked down at the ground, but replied calmly, "Why?"

"Haha, maybe it's because the Xia family doesn't need two heirs."

"Is that true?" Xia Xin said this, slowly raised his gaze and looked at Xia Wushuang. The dark eyes were filled with endless sorrow, which was a deep sorrow that could not be dissolved.

"Why can't people live in peace? Why do we have to have hatred? Why do we always have to fight, fight, and end up fighting, and what do we get?"

"Hmph, of course it's because life is a process of gain, and we are all working hard to get something."

Xia Wushuang shook his wrist, and the Wolong Sword pointed to the ground, making waves of crisp dragon roars.

The proud and erect figure covered the light of everyone around him. He walked towards Xia Xin step by step in the blood channel, and his cold and handsome face reflected in the blood on the ground.

That was a face that was against victory, without any wavering.

Xia Wushuang walked step by step, and every time he took a step, the clear sound of footsteps echoed in everyone's ears.

He said lightly, "The strong are constantly getting what they want, and they will get what they want. Only the weak will regret what they have lost in sorrow and pain."

"The biggest difference between us is that I know what I want to get, I will get it, and sooner or later, and you, even though you know what I want to get, you can't get anything, and you are still losing it."

Xia Wushuang said with a bit of sarcastic tone, "Of course, it's not your fault. The life of the weak is a life of continuous loss and continuous plunder by the strong. You did nothing wrong!"

Xia Xin stared at Xia Wushuang, "Why do we need to plunder? Isn't it good to get along with each other in harmony, help each other, be happy and happy together?"

Xia Wushuang couldn't help but curl up a disdainful smile, "Go in harmony and be happy together? Haha? As a superior person, why should I be happy with low-level people? Isn't this world as long as I am happy alone?"

Xia Xin asked calmly, "Then will you be happy after death?"

"The weak should die!"

As Xia Wushuang finished his last sentence, Xia Xin suddenly appeared in front of him, slashed straight with a sword, and the two long swords collided together again.

It just burst out with a collision sound several times stronger than before, shaking as if the entire square was trembling...

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Chapter completed!