Starting from the heavens to perform the entire League of Legends

Facing Superman's fierce offensive, Flash tried to save himself, moving his body desperately.

At this moment, the darkin's huge body suddenly appeared and enveloped him, and the ever-brighter giant sword smashed on Superman with the sound of piercing through the air.

Superman flew straight upside down, and rolled several times before stopping after landing.

The extremely hard body plowed a trench on the ground.

The Flash couldn't understand what happened just now. His original teammate Superman wanted to kill him, but he was rescued by Zhenglian's biggest enemy.

Is there something wrong with this world.

"You're welcome, Lightning Hamster."

A grand and hoarse voice sounded, as if thousands of years of roaring had torn his throat.

"When the world calms down, I'll build a giant hamster cage."

"Then lock you in and see how well you can run."

The Flash imagined that scene, and couldn't help but shudder, forgetting for a moment that he was still in danger.

After the dark man finished speaking, he ignored him, and his towering body stepped over his head, walking towards the direction where Superman landed.

The tense atmosphere spread to every corner of the square, and everyone knew that a big battle was inevitable.

The dark man's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his muscles kept beating.

He was perched in the center of the square, with a crazy and contented grin on his face.

Clark, who got up from the ground, was observing the Darkborn.

A body specially made for war, huge but not bloated, without the slightest weakness, the flesh and blood under the skin is full of malice, like a concretization of terror and violence.

There are no organs in his body that ordinary creatures should have, only bones and muscles.

On the contrary, it was the huge sword that was shining with light, beating slowly like a huge heart in Superman's eyes.

The darkin was also watching Superman.

"Kal-El, a perfect body with a noble soul."

"We used to be very similar."

"Let me tell you what's wrong, Karl! You don't deserve to be at the mercy of a bunch of mortals, and even give your life for it."

(In the Super Bat War, the people of the metropolis launched a public trial against the Superman who has been protecting them)

As a result, Clark didn't respond, because his memory hadn't been fully recovered.

Lu Wu also realized at this time that he was playing the piano to the cow just now, so he asked the last question: "They call me a godslayer, are you... a god?"

Clark finally responded, "I'm not."

A sinister grin appeared on the Darkborn's face, his legs kicked back violently, and as cracks appeared on the ground of the square, he slammed into Superman like a cannonball.

Clark, who had already identified the Darkborn as an enemy, clenched his fists and jumped up in the same posture.

Two powerful creatures collided, like two planets colliding, and circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread around.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up the entire square, and even the trees in the distance were shaken non-stop.

The two were tightly entangled, and neither of them wanted to let go. Superman raised his head, and suddenly hit the Darkin on the forehead with a hammer.

There was only a sound of "铛", and there was a buzzing like gold and iron.

Not to be outdone, the dizzy Darkin returned a heavy blow with his horned head, causing Superman to fall back.

This completely enraged Superman, the corners of his eyes glowed red, and two red beams shot out.

The Darkborn hurriedly shielded the giant sword in front of his body to block the rays, and his body fell uncontrollably.

The huge and heavy body smashed into the ground, shaking everything around it.

The Darkborn lying on the ground was so suppressed that he couldn't get up, so he tilted the giant sword slightly, like a mirror to refract the heat rays to the side.

The rays drew flame-burning ditches in the open space of the square, and the soil, sand, and stones all melted into crystals.

At this moment, a scorching chain stretched out from the darkin's arm, entangled Superman in mid-air, not only interrupting his heat ray, but also pulling him towards the sharp blade.

The evil flames blackened Clark's skin. He folded his hands on his chest, broke the chains that bound him with all his strength, and then rushed towards the darkin with his fists outstretched.

The air in front exploded, and the strong sonic boom stimulated the eardrums.

What Lu Wu was waiting for was this moment. He quickly turned his body to avoid Superman, and swung his huge sword back and slashed at his lower back heavily.

The biological position protected Clark's body from harm, but the heavy power of the giant sword made him sink into the mud, raising a large cloud of choking smoke.

"Clark, ke-la-ke." The darkin deliberately dragged out his voice: "I'll call you Kal-El."

"I don't know, which name you prefer in your heart."

"A Kryptonian who died fighting to protect the earth is due to the success of your adoptive father's education or the failure of your biological father."

"Yes yes, I do not deny your greatness, you are a hero among heroes."

"But the kindness that penetrates into the marrow has become a shackle that you can't stop pulling."

"Do you remember how many times you were framed and maliciously slandered because of your character, which caused the people around you to be hurt?"

"I actually envy you, Clark."

"Every time the crisis is lifted, you are still the superman admired by all people, but I have become a dark descendant."

"Killing becomes my last and only pleasure."

"So, follow me into destruction!"

The smoke and dust on the battlefield gradually dissipated, and Clark panted heavily and climbed up from the pit, his heart beating like a war drum.

It beats stronger and more exciting than ever before.

"It's you who should be destroyed!"

There was a hint of chill in his voice, and the vast power was engulfed in it, as vast as the sky.

The surrounding air became distorted by the stirring energy, and countless gravels floated in the air.

An unprecedentedly powerful aura rises from Clark, and a world-class hurricane is gradually forming.

The Flash and Cyborg, who were watching the battle from a distance, began to tremble involuntarily.

Facing Superman with full firepower, even if he didn't really fight against him, he would inevitably feel a deep sense of fear in his heart.

No matter how powerful a creature is, it is as helpless in front of Superman as ordinary people.

Only then did Cyborg realize how stupid his previous attack on Superman was.

But he was also happy that Aatrox, the wicked bastard who had nearly killed him, was finally dying.

But the Flash next to him thought of another thing: "Where's Mr. Bruce?"

"And Diana, where did they all go?"

While Flash was searching for the traces of the two of them, Clark, whose aura had reached the peak, moved.

He jumped high, flew into the air, and then swooped down quickly.

The deafening sonic boom was still echoing in the sky, and Clark was already close to the top of the Darkin's head. When he swung his fist, even the air burst open.

Faced with this crushing punch, Lu Wu was laughing wildly.

"You kill——don't kill me!!!"

The flickering giant sword drew a semicircular trajectory, cleaving down towards Superman.

But Clark flashed to the side of the Darkin in an instant, so fast that even the Flash could barely see an afterimage.

Then, he clenched his five fingers into fists, and punched the Darkin's chin with all his strength.

There was the sound of bones breaking, and Lu Wu, whose lower half of his face was completely numb, felt himself being pushed into the sky by a tyrannical force.

Before he could control his body in mid-air, Clark had already appeared above his head.

The powerful kick directly brought the Darkborn back to the ground.

Another big hole was punched out on the lawn of the square, and the originally flat terrain was now full of potholes.

Lu Wu crawled out of the pit with difficulty, and forced his severely deformed jaw to straighten with brute force.

"It's unexpectedly powerful, Clark."

"But you still couldn't kill me."

"Is it the soft-heartedness at the critical moment? Or is your disgusting kindness gaining the upper hand again?"

Clark landed slowly, still in enviably good condition.

"I should have screwed your head off just now."

"That's right, that's it." The dark man smiled maliciously: "This is what makes him look like a god on earth."

"To be honest, looking at your perfect body, I'm already drooling."

"Want to become one with me, Clark?"

Clark didn't understand what he meant, but he heard the malice in the words.

So he stepped in front of the Darkborn and raised his fist again.

Lu Wu stood motionless, with no trace of fear in his eyes: "Although I really want to fight you, it's a pity that your friend is here."

"Hey Batman, say hello to your old friend."

Clark, who heard the name, immediately looked behind him.

In his still slightly hazy memory, Batman was his worst enemy.

So Clark immediately gave up the Darkborn in front of him and flew towards Batman instead.

At this moment, Bruce was supporting Diana, who had a broken leg, to move forward bit by bit.

They almost died under the sword of the Darkborn just now, but for some reason, the Darkborn did not kill them, but instead came to trouble Superman.

Even though they had reached the point of exhaustion, the two still chose to come to the square.

As soon as the result came, he found that Superman was staring at him.

Batman immediately pushed Diana away, intending to face the god in a state of rage alone.

"Clark..."

"Clark, don't!"

He gasped for breath, his voice trembling slightly because of the tension.

After the previous decisive battle with Doomsday, Batman completely trusted Superman, but it is clear that the current Superman does not trust him.

Clark, who was floating in the air, his eyes glowed red, and the hot rays shot straight at Batman.

Seeing the two giants of the Justice League fighting, Lu Wu fell backwards, lying flat on the ground and gloating.

"Bruce, I was right not to kill you."

After speaking, he coughed violently.

A mouthful of blood was spat out, and some strange pieces of meat were mixed in it.

"This body has reached its limit, it's time to find a new container."

No one present heard the whispers of the Darkborn, and their eyes were all attracted by Superman and Batman.

Including Wonder Woman on the ground, in her most helpless state.

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Fighting is so hard to write, it’s time to get stuck (very annoying, jpg)