But the two spikes stopped at the moment when they almost touched Wang Zongchao's eyelashes, and this extremely agile snake that was about to be devoured suddenly turned into a forked clothes pole.

At the same time as Wang Zongchao pinched the blood sword, a bone-chilling true qi had completely frozen the blood sword into bright red crystals, and along with the freeze, there was a trace of a cruel smile that Leshida thought he would win.

"Now I'm going to demonstrate the actual combat usage of the second-order gene lock!" Wang Zongchao said this sentence as if he was fighting his teammates countless times when he was training his teammates.

Hearing Wang Zongchao's words, Zheng Zhe's heart was shocked, and he immediately opened the first-order gene lock to the limit, and the qiē in front of him suddenly became clear and slow, and it was imprinted into his heart without any leakage.

At this time, Wang Zongchao shook his strength, and with a bang, he immediately shattered the frozen blood sword into red crystal fragments scattered all over the sky, and then stepped forward, and a straight fist hit Leshida's chest, with this punch, there was a faint roar of strong wind in the air, just like a tiger skin drum beating at close range, and even Li Shuaixi, who was standing far away, had an uncomfortable feeling when he heard it.

However, Zheng Zha ignored all the interference and concentrated on Wang Zongchao's movements.

I saw that at the moment of punching, the muscles of Wang Zongchao's legs suddenly swelled violently, and the loose pants were bulging and cracking.

The muscles of the legs swelled instantly, and then relaxed in an instant, and the strength rushed upward, reaching the waist, and the muscles in the waist suddenly bulged obviously, and the muscles were like a frightened python, slamming towards the back.

The entire large spine was also urged by the force, a bow and a surge, just like a hidden dragon wanting to go straight to the sky, through the clothes, it gave people a sense of explosive shock.

In an instant, Zheng Zha could clearly see that his right arm swelled several times at once, and all the hairs stood up, as if he had touched a high-voltage wire, and suddenly raised bumps, and the dense goosebumps were like iron broad beans.

And at the moment when the strength reached his right arm, the muscles of his waist and back had naturally relaxed.

"Power comes from the roots. Lift on the spine, break on the shoulder, reach the fist...... But it's definitely not at the same time. I see!" Zheng Zhe has been training for a long time. Plus two breakthroughs to the limit. The knowledge is by no means comparable to what it used to be. Immediately, he saw the mystery of Wang Zongchao's punch.

The punch seemed to be fierce and unwavering. But it's based on softness. The muscles of the mixed body loosen as soon as they are tightened. There is always a muscle working at all times. There is only one place. Each muscle only works a little distance. Just a little bit of speed. Stop when you move. The whole body is from the feet, knees, legs, waist, shoulders, to the hands. Verse by verse. The so-called "strings of threads".

This kind of beating. Yin and yang everywhere. Although the muscles move like explosives exploding. But the two muscles never move at the same time. There's always a first, a last. You push me. I'll pull you. They all moved, but they didn't get tired. Do your best but get plenty of rest. The resultant force is also the maximum. It's the fastest!

Compared with this loose, tight, moving and static, it shows a sense of yin and yang. Zheng Zhe used to only desperately stimulate muscle strength. The whole body is too tense. Extreme overdraft. And the muscles become weaker when they pull each other. It can also cause contusions and even injure the internal organs. No wonder he lies down for a long time every time he enters this state.

At this time, Wang Zongchao made a straight punch. The distance is short. Energetic. There is no room for the other party to dodge at all. Lesda hurriedly parried with his arms. I only felt that all the muscles and bones in my body were bombed. Even the blood in his body, which should have been manipulated freely, was shaken violently. Blood is churning. I almost threw up all my internal organs.

This punch. The most powerful thing was a shock. No matter how the opponent parries. Where to get hit. Power is transmitted from a single point of contact. A little force. Shock the whole body!

Leshida is not a weak person, his blood cultivation is profound, and he is as cunning as a fox, many monster hunters and clergy are bad in his hands, but when it comes to close combat, he still has no power to fight back in the face of Wang Zongchao.

Fighting for ability magic, he still has a chance to win, but since he was forced to play melee combat with Wang Zongchao, he is doomed to failure!

And at the same time that Lesda was violently impacted and shocked, more aggressive offensives had followed.

Wang Zongchao revolved around Leshida, the momentum was like a grind, punching and collapsing, a blow, the momentum was like a rainbow, leaving no time for the opponent to breathe.

Surprisingly, although his offensive was as swift as a storm, he always gave people a sense of ease and ease in his leisurely stroll.

At this time, Wang Zongchao's spine is like a spring, and his fists are like two iron balls connected by springs, the springs are compressed, and when they are released, one iron ball does not move, and the other iron ball rushes out; The muscles only need to increase the force when the spring is pressed and push together like a swing to keep the energy undiminished, and the two iron balls can go back and forth like this, forever and effortlessly.

"With this kind of artistic method of exertion, where is the need to worry about physical overdraft?" Zheng Zha, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but sigh.

"Poor guy, Mr. Wang is actually playing with him as a sandbag!" Li Shuaixi saw it in his eyes, and mourned for Lesda for three seconds in his heart.

In a series of dense firecracker blows and broken bones, Lesda had no room for resistance, and his body fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Wang Zongchao reached out and grabbed Leshida's collar and picked him up like a cloth bag, but seeing that the guy's whole body looked deformed and twisted without bones, it was indeed like a cloth bag.

If someone had dissected him on the spot, it would have been difficult to find a bone fragment more than three centimeters long on his body.

"It's time to call it a day......" Seeing this situation, Li Shuaixi, who was originally standing far away, also walked over, intending to resist Leshida, who had become a mess of mud.

"Be careful!" and contrary to his relaxation, Zheng Zhe rushed forward with a loud shout.

Lesda's body, which should have been completely abolished, actually moved, and the blood gushed out again from the wound on his wrist, extending along his fingers, and the blood formed five one-foot-long red blood blades, floating on the back of his hand like claws, and plunged straight down towards the back of Wang Zongchao's neck.

Wang Zongchao grabbed Lesda's hand and threw him far upwards, and the blood blade naturally fell into the air.

Leshida, whose body was in the air, actually turned over cleanly, and stood firmly on a wall in defiance of gravity, but his body was still deformedly twisted, and his face was even more distorted and terrifying.

"You say that his bones are shattered, why is he still able to move?" Wang Zongchao asked as he stared at Lesda.

"Is it because of the vampire's ability to recover?" Zheng Zha knew that he was wrong as soon as he said it, because although the blood clan's recovery power was outstanding, it was not as amazing as an instant recovery without bloodsucking, and Leshida's current bones were obviously still broken.

"Because of blood, the blood family can control the blood, change the physical properties of the blood, and even form weapons, of course, it can also make the blood in the body harden to form a support to replace the bones, or replace the role of muscles. Li Shuaixi's eyes flashed, and he immediately replied.

As long as there is still blood in the blood clan, it is dangerous!" Wang Zongchao nodded in affirmation, and Zheng Zha was depressed.

"Son of a bitch, you just got a little sweetness and thought you were going to eat me?" Listening to the conversation of the three enemies who treated him as if he were nothing, Lesda was furious, and blood flowed frantically from both wrists, forming ten cold bloody blades along his ten fingers. And his face was so painful, there seemed to be some monster wriggling under his white skin, and these monsters were more and more, like a group of living earthworms hiding under the skin.

As a large amount of blood poured out of his body, he also looked terrifying, his skin shrunken and highly transparent and reflective like glass, allowing one to clearly see his veins wrapping around the shattered bones like ropes.

Now he is an out-and-out monster!

"Finally Ken is bleeding profusely?" Feeling the crazy arrogance of his opponent's desperate bets, Wang Zongchao sneered.

This opponent is certainly cunning and a little clever, but the shortcomings are precisely his cleverness.

Smart people often think about tricks, and they are reluctant to do their best, if this person makes a lot of bleeding at the beginning, under the ten blood blades together, how many can they seal even if they block with ice strength?

It was too late, and then it was fast, and ten blood blades suddenly slashed towards Wang Zongchao from all directions, and the speed was so fast that even Zheng Zha, who had opened the first-order gene lock, could only see ten blood-colored streamers suddenly appear in the air, and after the streamers, there was a faint black glow, and it turned out that the air was also cut out.

The bloody aura in the air suddenly became ten times stronger, and waves of red energy surged with the blood blade, and the small pebbles on the ground staggered and floated into the air, and then were crushed into pieces by pure energy, and the sound was as terrible as a mountain roaring tsunami.

Wang Zongchao rushed directly, his body sometimes fell to the ground and flashed, sometimes twisted and flashed in the air like a swimming fish, turning into a bizarre afterimage, pulling out a string of train whistles to burst out, and it actually rushed out from the extremely powerful blood blade slash, and approached Leshida.

But as soon as Lesda's gesture changed, the blood blade that was still connected to his ten fingers at one end suddenly softened, turning into ten dancing long whips, which whistled in the air, connecting with each other, and turned into a dense blood net, straight towards Wang Zongchao's strangulation cover.

Although the momentum is far less than that of ten blood blades slashing at the same time, the density of the blood net has made Wang Zongchao unavoidable, and the power of the blood net strangulation is in no way inferior to the sword blade slashing for the human body.