Chapter 82: Death?

Clenching his fists, Yang Ming felt the power in his hands, looked up at Cheng Huake, and saw Cheng Huake walking slowly with a swaying body, walking faster and faster, and coming to Yang Ming in a few breaths.

Looking at Cheng Huake in front of him, Yang Ming endured the disgusting smell of blood, and raised his fist wrapped around thunder and lightning silently.

As a result, as Yang Ming expected, the fist passed through the phantom, and Cheng Huake appeared on Yang Ming's left side, his eyes froze, and his right fist reversed the attack that hit the attack, making everyone distance themselves.

Yang Ming, who took two steps back, was not to be outdone, the thunder and lightning appeared out of thin air and wrapped around an arm-thick appearance and hit Cheng Huake directly, although the speed of the thunder and lightning was not as fast as the speed of nature, but it was not something that ordinary people could dodge, at least Yang Ming was confident that even if it was a second order, he might not be able to completely dodge, let alone suddenly.

However, Cheng Huake seemed to see Yang Ming's movements, and disappeared in place in front of Cheng Huake in the future of thunder and lightning, and the purple thunder slammed into the white wall, and the white wall shattered when it was touched, breaking a big hole, and the tile broke through the lime and was exposed to Yang Ming's eyes.

The attack failed, Yang Ming suddenly turned around, Cheng Huake suddenly appeared behind Yang Ming, but it was ten meters away, frowning, Yang Ming didn't know why Cheng Huake didn't take advantage of the situation to give himself a hand, with Cheng Huake's speed at the moment, Yang Ming believed that the probability of his dodge was almost zero, so he could only resist.

"I just don't know if his strength has become stronger, if he is strong, it will not be good!"

The light in his eyes kept flickering, Yang Ming's face became more and more ugly, and things became very tricky, completely out of Yang Ming's control, even beyond Yang Ming's imagination.

Cheng Huake did not attack again, but stood quietly in front of Yang Ming, Yang Ming couldn't figure out Cheng Huake's purpose, and it was not easy to act rashly, mainly because his strength seemed to have surpassed himself.

After about a cup of tea, Cheng Huake, whose clothes were tattered, his hair was messy, and his face was covered with blood and dressed like a beggar, raised his right hand and hooked his finger at Yang Ming defiantly.

Seeing this, Yang Ming's face was gloomy, the title of eighteen-year-old hot-blooded young man was not covered, Yang Ming looked at Cheng Huake silently, although he was angry, he had reason, and he was not absolutely sure that Yang Ming would generally not make a move, it didn't matter what the process was, who stood at the end was the winner.

"But ......"

The two fists swept the thunder and lightning, the air "crackled", and a terrifying aura came out of Yang Ming's body, the thunder and lightning became more and more intense, and it faintly converged into a lion, that's all, this lion trembled, as if it would collapse at any time, Yang Ming's strength obviously couldn't condense this state for too long.

Even so, this momentum was majestic and powerful, and the rotation was accompanied by a gust of wind, blowing Yang Ming's hair in all directions, and his eyes bloomed with a sharp light purple light.

"Let me see how strong you are!"

Yang Ming let out a low roar, his strength was fully opened, Yang Ming's right foot slammed, the floor under his feet suddenly shattered, some porcelain plates splashed up, and the aura close to the second-order strength rushed towards Cheng Huake.

Cheng Huake didn't drag the mud and water at all, the floor under his feet resolutely cracked and splashed, and he flew up and rushed towards Yang Ming with his strength, and also collided with his right fist.

"Bang!"

The fists collided, and there were waves around the seats, and for a long time, the two forces rushed to the entire room, and all the furniture fell to the ground, and the glass shattered with the attack of these two forces.

"Oh!!"

His eyes were condensed, Yang Ming gritted his teeth, ignoring the severe pain in his right hand, and the unwillingness to admit defeat in his heart made Yang Ming exert all his strength.

"Bang!"

Yang Ming, who gathered all his strength, resolutely knocked Cheng Huake out and hit the wall, the power of this attack was different from just now, the white wall could not withstand the impact of the force, and suddenly cracked, the tiles and bricks were broken, and eighty percent of the strength was removed, and Cheng Huake also flew two meters upside down before falling to the ground.

Staring at the room with a hole in it, it was pitch black and couldn't be seen clearly, and the light in this room was broken when Yang Ming and Cheng Huake fought each other, and there was no light for Yang Ming to see clearly, only a few faint rays of light shone in the other wall that Yang Ming bombarded with thunder and lightning just now.

Yang Ming didn't feel Cheng Huake's breath, it was estimated that there was a lot of luck, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to get up again, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the thunder and lightning in his body gradually put away, Yang Ming already felt that his spiritual power was all exhausted, if Cheng Huake hadn't fallen yet, he would only be slaughtered.

In fact, Yang Ming is also ready to die, after all, he is a second-order ability, how can it be so easy to kill the enemy by leaping over the level, is it really a plug-in in the game? Fortunately, it succeeded.

Yang Ming sat on the ground weakly regardless of his image, a little panting.

"Tick!"

The sound of liquid dripping to the ground came, Yang Ming looked at his right hand with a wry smile, blood flowed all over his hand, dripping down the fingers, this hand was wasted, Yang Ming obviously couldn't feel the reaction of his arm, that is to say, this hand has been broken, and he may become a one-handed hero in the future.

"It's a shame to think about it! I put my right hand in order to find the wind shadow. ”

Yang Ming shook his head and sighed, what happened has happened, there is no way to change it, at least his life is still saved, this is also a big disaster, there will be a blessing if he does not die.

Suddenly.

Yang Ming's eyes widened, and he looked at the hole with a shocked face, a black shadow came to Yang Ming at a very fast speed, Yang Ming saw the face of the black shadow clearly, it was Cheng Huake!

Cheng Huake's face distorted and bleeding by Yang Ming was terrifying in the dark, and the chill hit his heart, like a zombie, and the people who saw it estimated that the cold hair stood on end.

What Yang Ming was horrified about was not that Cheng Huake was unrecognizable, but that Cheng Huake could still stand up, and his momentum was even better than before.

Without waiting for Yang Ming to think about it, Cheng Huake covered Yang Ming's eyes with his big hand, grabbed Yang Ming's head with his five fingers, pulled Yang Ming into another white wall, and slammed Yang Ming's head against the wall.

"Bang!"

The wall shattered suddenly, Yang Ming's head cracked, blood splattered, and the pain rushed to his heart, causing Yang Ming to squint his eyes and bear this inhuman pain.

Cheng Huake let go of Yang Ming's impact on the wall, Yang Ming's body hit the ground and rolled, Yang Ming, who was lying on the ground, covered his head with his only left hand, and the tearing sound came from Yang Ming's mouth.

"Ah!!h

With a panicked cry, Cheng Huake was indifferent to Yang Ming's reaction and silently waited for Yang Ming to come back to his senses.

Soon, Yang Ming half-closed his eyes, a sense of coma hit, Yang Ming supported his body and knelt half-in, "snorting" rough breathing.

One hit! Just one hit!

Yang Ming felt the breath of death.

Yang Ming guessed that he was so careless? He had been trained by his grandfather since he was a child, how could he be so vulnerable? Yang Ming couldn't believe the scene in front of him, but he couldn't help Yang Ming not believe it, the facts were in front of him.

"Is there such a big gap between the second order and the first order? Why does he get stronger and stronger the more he fights? Even hypnosis can't ignore fatal damage!"

Looking at Cheng Huake's terrifying face, Yang Ming frowned, if it was a normal ability, it is estimated that he would have died a long time ago, but Cheng Huake is just the opposite, the more he beats, the stronger he becomes, this strength is close to the third order, right?

The most annoying thing is that the system doesn't react, and if it goes on like this, there will definitely be only death.

"Bang!"

Yang Ming rolled to the side, dodging Cheng Huake's right foot, and looked at the floor torn into a spider web under Cheng Huake's feet, Yang Ming was secretly surprised.

Looking up at Cheng Huake, Cheng Huake seemed to be smiling, and at this moment Yang Ming noticed a strong uneasiness.

Under Yang Ming's stunned gaze, he saw Cheng Huake pull out a two-meter-long big sword in the void, and the big sword shone sharply in the light.

Yang Ming was stunned and muttered to himself in disbelief.

"Didn't you say that Cheng Huake's ability is spiritual, why does he have a spatial ability and take out a big sword?"

didn't give Yang Ming time to think about the question and find the answer, Cheng Huake aimed at Yang Ming and swiped lightly.

Although it seemed that he didn't use a lot of strength with a slight stroke, Yang Ming's sixth sense told him that if he didn't dodge, the corpse would be divided into two parts!

Yang Ming used the last strength of his body to close his eyes and roll to the side, gambling his life.

"Tear up!"

Even if Yang Ming dodged Cheng Huake's fatal blow, he couldn't dodge all the attacks, how could a seriously injured Yang Ming who was only one-tenth of the peak of the first-order strength be able to dodge the attack of a person close to the third-order ability, Yang Ming's right arm was broken off from his body and flew in the air, blood was scattered all over the sky, and the smell of blood filled the air.

His chin touched the ground, the fishy smell filled his mouth, and he spit out violently, Yang Ming collapsed to the ground weakly, his right arm was already unconscious, and it couldn't give Yang Ming too much pain if it was broken, but the flow of blood and the weakness of his body made Yang Ming drowsy, maybe he would report to King Yama in the next moment.

Yang Ming's eyes were blurred, his eyes were about to close, Yang Ming's life gradually passed, and he would not be treated in time, and he would fall asleep forever in the next moment.

Is this the end of my life? Isn't this what I've been looking forward to? Why is there still unwillingness in my heart? Is it grandpa? Or is it ......

Slowly, familiar figures appeared in front of Yang Ming's eyes, and Yang Ming muttered to himself.

"Grandpa...... Cher...... Emergent ...... Brother Hao......"

"Are you hallucinating? Is this a precursor to death?"

Yang Ming pulled out a smile with difficulty, wanting to leave peacefully like this.

"Grandpa...... Ming'er ...... I'm sorry you ......."

Faintly hearing footsteps approaching, Cheng Huake put down the big sword, dragged the big sword towards Yang Ming, and the floor where the big sword slashed was all cracked, the so-called sharpening iron like mud is exactly like this.

Calm eyes quietly looked at Yang Ming who was dying at his feet, Cheng Huake did not have this expression, as if he did not take Yang Ming's life in his eyes.

The great sword rises and falls again.

"Poof!"

Piercing Yang Ming's heart, the big sword suddenly stood upright, and blood flowed out from the wound on Yang Ming's back as if he didn't want money, this is ...... Heart's blood!

Heart piercing, even the reincarnation of the mighty will not help.

Yang Ming's eyes gradually dilated, and finally he was lifeless, his breathing stopped, and Yang Ming's body fell quietly in a pool of blood.