"A transformation!"

"Demon Right Hand Form!"

"Humph——"

Wang Zhe roared in a low voice, his feet stepped on the sand, and Pengpeng actually made the sound of a boulder hitting the ground.

That's because he lifted his feet too fast, and the force of his feet was so great that he didn't even react to the sand and dust in the desert.

He ran like a hulk in the sand, but his speed was ghostly.

And with every step Wang Zhe takes, his body is changing.

The already very fair skin is like white jade at this moment, crystal clear, like a precious handicraft.

Even Wang Zhe's body became a little bigger, and there was a surge behind him, as if something had awakened.

At this moment, Wang Zhe's body finally became an adult.

is even much taller than the average adult, and his height is completely over one meter eight, which is the true state of Wang Zhe's Frozen Blood Clan.

And Zhan Tanxuan, who was supporting Joan of Arc in the distance, opened her eyes wide, her face was incredulous, and the expression in her eyes was a little complicated.

It was a complex expression of surprise, confusion, and joy, and a silent murmur came from his mouth:

"Original...... He's an adult......"

It's just that Wang Zhe didn't notice these at all at this time, and the surge behind him soon began to turn to the somewhat thin right arm.

The bloodline of the Frozen Blood Clan is constantly transforming the structure of the body, and at this time, Wang Zhe seems to be able to sense that there is a demon lurking in his body, and he is waking up!

An extremely powerful feeling spread along Wang Zhe's meridians throughout his body, limbs, and hundreds of remains.

At this moment, Wang Zhe had an illusion:

I am very strong! I am so strong in heaven and on earth that I am the only one!

It's just that Wang Zhe soon suppressed this illusion, and the frozen demon bloodline finally completed a transformation.

The demons have awakened, and the zombies have come out of the cage.

At this time, the right arm of the body is unusually strong, and it looks a bit like William's G1 form in Resident Evil, retaining most of his human form.

But it's not all the same.

The entire arm is the color of snow, but it shimmers with a metallic sheen, a bit like the Holly form of the one-eyed owl in Tokyo Ghoul.

The three-system Dou Qi Gong method of the whole body is running wildly at this moment, while absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy to replenish itself.

On the other hand, it is the unique skill of constantly releasing the three-line exercises.

Yan Shayi, Yuan Bing Muscle, Ling Yunfeng.

The red, white and blue rays of light alternately flowed, as if Wang Zhe was not only fighting in the flesh at this moment, but also like the three hundred warriors of Sparta who were stubbornly and vigorously resisting the hundreds of thousands of Persian troops, full of pride.

Everything happened in an instant, and when he was a hundred meters away from the Hawkeye Swordsman, he stepped on his feet violently.

The sand on the ground roared directly, and then Wang Zhe's huge figure completely disappeared from the sight of everyone present.

These include Joan of Arc of Warriors and Eagleeye Swordsman Pierard Mihawk.

And the sandy ground that Wang Zhe was originally stepping on directly blasted out a pit with a diameter of ten meters, which was bottomless.

In the next second, Wang Zhe's huge body appeared directly in front of Rad Mihawk, and the unusually large body made the swordsman holding a broad-bladed giant sword a head shorter.

The right arm is clenched into a fist, as quiet as a bell.

The left foot is like an iron plough plowing the land, the right foot kicks suddenly, and the right fist bursts out, the whole person is like a big bow bent to the limit, and the right fist is like a sharp arrow.

"Poof!"

A blast of air was created out of thin air, and the entire block even generated a strong wind out of thin air.

Wang Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that there was a trace of doubt and fear in the eyes of the eagle-eyed swordsman, Pyrard Mihawk.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he looked at the contractor in front of him with a slight mockery.

Pilard Mihawk also seemed to feel Wang Zhe's gaze, and suddenly became angry and roared.

It is also a sword that wields its own endless edge.

"What a strange power!"

"Qi Xing is already an indescribable blood clan boy in front of him!"

"It's even more powerful than the monster of the beast giant!"

A solemn light flashed in Yao Chujiu's eyes, who were hiding in the distance.

Although he also wanted to be a transcendent human, he didn't want that kind of power.

He, Yao Chujiu, longed for the power of the holy light like a paladin.

But fortunately, this powerful blood boy seems to be on their side.

Wang Zhe's punch had already been thrown.

A punch out, the strong wind rises, listen to the sound, the living win, the inferior are eliminated!

When Wang Zhe's fist slammed in, the cross dagger in the hand of the eagle-eyed swordsman Pilard Mihawk collided with Wang Zhe's fist.

After a crunch of bells.

The imaginary blade resisted and did not appear, and the cross knife shattered in half.

Wang Zhe's punch has reached the pinnacle of the snake level under the condition of various amplifications.

The cannonball-like fist was unabated and slammed directly into Pilard's body.

Then came the snapping of bones, and the eagle-eyed swordsman Pierard Mihawk's arms and arms shattered.

And there is an endless force that swims in the flesh and blood, still destroying the tissues of the body.

At this moment, Pilard Mihawk was already seriously injured, his whole body was cracked, and he felt that he would die if he was hit harder again.

But there was no fear in his eyes, not even a trace of timidity.

He has his own attachments, how can he die here.

It's just that the cross knife is really a pity...... Think of it as my true farewell to the past.

After that day, I was no longer a disciple of the world's number one swordsman!

On that day, I became a contractor of the Rubik's Cube space.

Already covered in blood and unconscious, Pyrrhard Mihawk suddenly raised his head and smiled brightest, like an innocent little boy in an orphanage who had been given candy.

At this moment, the white and dazzling teeth seemed to be extremely dazzling, and then, the giant sword that had been hiding behind it was pulled out violently.

"Dachen shakes the !!"

Pierard Mihawk's charged blow finally exploded, the giant blade was unpretentious, but there was a pride in him.

Pride and arrogance for kendo!

I, Pyrrh Mihawk, may not be the strongest in kendo, but my dedication to kendo is not weaker than anyone else's!

In an instant, Wang Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and he had been waiting for a long time at this moment.

With the previous three mental attacks, he had already figured out the damage and stun time limit of the guy in front of him.

A spiritual attack that was stronger than the previous three stabbed at Wang Zhe at once.

At this moment, Wang Zhe's head roared.

Rao is that he has already prepared and can't bear it, at this last moment------

"Three!

Wang Zhe suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he wanted to laugh a little in his heart...... Is this still a game?

It hurts...... And I want to win!

It's really kind of ridiculous...... So what?

Everyone has their own choice!

My choice in this life is!

I really want to win!

Don't want to be weaker than anyone!