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"It's ugly!"

When he saw O'Neill's appearance clearly, Sang Mier couldn't help wrinkling his nose and gave him a deep bad evaluation of the pictogram at this time.

At this time, O'Neill's appearance was very different from before, especially the lilac curved corner that grew on his forehead.

Han Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at O'Neill who came out, and the energy fluctuations emanating from the other party's body soared twice as high as before.

The whole body is wrapped in a substance like a stone, as if there is an extra layer of explosive muscle lines outside the body, making it exude a crushing domineering aura as a whole.

With each step, there is a loud muffled sound on the ground, as if it has been crushed by a human tank, which is full of shock.

There was a slight shock in Han Zheng's heart, because he didn't expect that on the earth, he would really appear in front of him, with a bloodline that transcends ordinary beings.

Although the bloodline body inspired by O'Neill made Han Zheng full of shock, it was only a small shock.

Human beings are the strongest bloodline and most noble race in this Huanyu, the immortal cultivation world suppresses the Huanyu Wan clan, and let your race reach the sky, but in front of the human immortal cultivation interface, you can't resist at all, hundreds of billions of high-level immortal cultivators.

O'Neill's bloodline embodiment made Han Zheng no longer have any doubts that in today's earth, high-bloodline beings exist.

"The inferior race of the East, you have completely angered me, today I will show you what the power of terror is. ”

Facing the even more terrifying O'Neal, Han Zheng smiled and stretched out his upper arms again, ready to meet O'Neill's violent attack!

"Whoosh......"

There was a piercing roar in the air, and the air of the entire street was torn apart by the aura that O'Neill burst out, and within a radius of two hundred meters, except for the entire building, all the other objects were shattered in the terrifying aura.

With a look of pain on her little face, Sang Mi'er covered her ears with her hands, and ran away quickly!

At the same time, on a tower dozens of meters high five hundred meters away, Betty and Johnny appeared, both of them hiding their breath, staring at the scene taking place on the street hundreds of meters away.

"I didn't expect that the Sword Sect was nameless, and he actually forced O'Neill to show his atavistic divine body, from this point of view alone, you and I are against Han Zheng alone, and the chances of winning are very slim!"

The evil wolf Johnny's expression was very solemn, and for Han Zheng to force O'Neill to show his atavistic god, it was enough to show that his own strength was well deserved.

On the list of third-level dangerous people in the world, except for Han Zheng, the Huaxia Sword Sect, the remaining nine people all represent an ancient force.

It can also be said that these nine people are the spokesmen of the nine ancient forces in the world!

Although O'Neill is from ancient Greece, his ability is recognized in the hearts of the other nine people, and without him, no one can compare to him in the top eight on the list of pure strength.

"If you can let O'Neill release the atavistic god body, it means that this Han Zheng is not inferior to O'Neill in pure strength, maybe even stronger!"

Betty's words are very pertinent, but they are enough to show the importance she attaches to Han Zheng in her heart.

On a building a hundred meters away from the two of them, the indifferent officer of Country E stood quietly, his eyes did not focus on the two people who were fighting fiercely, but stared at Sang Mi'er who was hiding in the distance.

The purpose of him catching up was for Sang Mi'er, and as for how the guardians set out to deal with Han Zheng, it had nothing to do with their military.

Obviously, Sang Mi'er, who was hiding in the distance, also sensed that someone was secretly staring at her, and that feeling made her panic in her heart.

"Brother, someone is going to arrest me......"

In the end, Sang Mi'er still sent a signal to Han Zheng for help, and Han Zheng, who was being tyrannized by O'Neill, heard that his heart moved directly, and a white streamer shot out from his waist.

The white jade sword box reached the top of Sang Mi'er's head in the blink of an eye, enlarged to a meter in size, and thousands of sword qi fell, guarding her in it.

Although Sang Mi'er's fire ability is very powerful, she is still only an eight-year-old child after all, and the fear in her heart in the face of this kind of thing is unavoidable.

With the protection of the white jade sword box, as long as it is not a powerhouse of the Great Martial Sect, it will not be able to break through its sword qi realm defense.

In the sword box, Jiang Yanran has been recovering, Han Zheng felt guilty about this woman, so he temporarily let her sleep in the ground milk, and after completely recovering her cultivation and transformation, she will definitely break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

With the protection of the white jade sword box, Sang Mi'er's frightened heart gradually calmed down, and at the same time, his eyes also looked at the indifferent figure standing on the top floor of the building in the distance!

"Boom ......"

A huge boom sounded, and a four-story building was completely collapsed by O'Neill's perverted destructive power!

The collapsed building buried both him and Han Zheng in it, and the dust rolled up obscured the sight of the other four.

"Why didn't the Sword Sect fight back? Could it be that O'Neill's power had been suppressed and he had no room to fight back?"

Betty's half of her face, which was not covered by the mask, was incredulous and puzzled, and she didn't understand Han Zheng being pressed and beaten by O'Neill.

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, you can be his grandmother at your age, you don't want to think about it, how old is he? Not yet twenty years old, if you can crush O'Neal, then we people are still a fart!"

At this time, Johnny changed his usual calmness, and there was a deep disappointment in his eyes, Han Zheng's performance was too inferior!

Although Betty disagrees with his statement, there is not enough reason to refute Johnny's contempt for Han Zheng at this moment.

"Do you think he still has a chance to flop?"

Looking at the dusty street, Johnny turned his face to look at Betty, who looked at the sky speechlessly and did not give a direct answer to his question.

At this time, the street where Han Zheng and the others were, and the buildings on both sides, were almost destroyed by the fierce battle between the two.

"Thank you, I took sixty-eight punches from you, just with the help of your strength, my body at this stage is finally flawless, and the unexpected joy is that it has allowed me to enter the next small realm......"

The lazy voice that belonged to Han Zheng came out of the dust and smoke, and anyone could hear the smugness in his tone.

"Nima, he's still ......"

Johnny, who was foul-mouthed, didn't know how to describe the latter words, and wanted to say that he wasn't dead yet, but he felt that this kind of thing was a bit too much.

"Do you want to say how he is still alive? I haven't seen him for more than ten years, is your thinking rusty, so that the idea of middle school and the second can exist, no one else, don't say that I know you in the future. ”

Betty unceremoniously said Johnny, and then stared at the street where the dust and smoke had cleared with a pair of beautiful eyes, and she had a strong interest in Han Zheng.

The indifferent officer on the building in the distance had been standing there without any movement, staring at the white jade sword box suspended above Sang Mi'er's head, and there was a glick of greed in his indifferent eyes.

Although Sang Mi'er was afraid of the officer's gaze, she was warning herself in her heart that she was not afraid of her brother's treasures!

The dust and smoke cleared, and two figures stood still in the dusk, like two sculptures frozen in the dusk street.

At this time, Han Zheng's upper body clothes had long been broken, and in the twilight of dusk, although his body was still thin, the bronze muscle lines outlined a perfect visual sense of masculine charm.

The jeans have also become broken cropped pants, and when viewed from the back, coupled with messy black hair, there is a kind of barren and wild visually.

O'Neill, who was on the other side, was panting heavily, and at this moment, in his gaze at Han Zheng, in addition to anger, was an extremely cold killing intent.

After opening the atavistic god body, he failed to kill this emaciated oriental boy like an ant, which made O'Neill feel that the dignity of the Hera family had been trampled on by an inferior race.

Han Zheng's words pierced his heart like a spike, and at this moment, he was on fire, and a light purple halo emanated from the horn on his forehead.

That kind of heavy and domineering momentum collapsed the ground around ten meters and sank a few inches, and at the same time, the gray armor around O'Neal was gradually changing its color.

"Damn, this guy is dying?

O'Neal's change made Johnny on the tower can't help but burst into a foul mouth, and he was really shocked by O'Neal's actions.

"You said that the Sword Sect Nameless will use a few moves to kill O'Neill?"

Betty's words almost this woman with Johnny's anger, and the heart said What are you talking about, isn't this obvious curse O'Neal dead?

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