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"Not good!" Cheng Yang felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart, and secretly screamed, hurriedly pouring the last trace of life energy into the killing battle armor.

Suddenly, the blood on the killing armor was magnificent, and the incomparable spiritual power and the violent bloody power came from the armor, and in a moment, the killing armor was a hundred times stronger than before, and the advancement had been successful, and it was upgraded from a sixth-grade spiritual weapon to a seventh-grade spiritual weapon.

There was a clicking sound in the surrounding space, and the power of the iron bucket-like imprisonment actually came from the sound of shattering, and the surging spiritual power of the Killing Battle Armor to the Seventh-Rank Spirit Weapon forcibly rushed through a gap.

Cheng Yang felt that his hands and feet were loose, his body shook, he had regained his ability to move freely, and felt the vast power of the killing armor like a sea, Cheng Yang took a deep breath, although the seven-grade spirit weapon could not be controlled freely with his current realm, but for the sake of fighting against the fame, this was already the last fight.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Zhan Ming's face: "It turns out that most of your strength comes from this battle armor! No wonder in the realm of the fourth-order Great Perfection, your strength can reach the peak of the fifth order, and you can even be infinitely close to the sixth-order powerhouse, since this is the case, I will beat you back to your original form, what seventh-grade spiritual weapon, in my eyes, is vulnerable!"

He reached out in the air and grabbed Cheng Yang, Cheng Yang hurriedly dodged, although the killing armor after being promoted to the seventh rank was not stable, but the strength was too much upgraded than the original.

An explosive force came, and Cheng Yang suddenly flew out like a cloud, and his body crossed several mysterious and complex trajectories in the air, and he was able to avoid the inevitable grasp of the battle name.

Killing Hell, this esoteric body skill, made Cheng Yang actually avoid the grasp of the sixth-order peak powerhouse.

Zhan Ming's face was like frost, his eyes flashed suddenly, and a powerful battle intent emanated from his eyes, breaking through the heavy space, and instantly hitting Cheng Yang's chest.

Cheng Yang snorted, and blood lines flowed out of the seven orifices in an instant, and his body fell straight like a kite with a broken string. If it weren't for the Seven-Rank Killing Armor that blocked most of the attacks, this blow alone would have made him take it for granted

"Little worm who doesn't know whether to live or die, see what else you have to do. Zhan Ming said coldly, stretched out his hand again, and a fist formed purely by battle intent appeared in the air, and after a slight accumulation, it hit Cheng Yang's body hard.

"No!" In the crowd on the ground, Yuzhu and Xu Zhenzhen, who had been watching Chengyang, let out a sad exclamation. With the power of the name of battle, I am afraid that under this blow, Cheng Yang will have no bones.

Fang Hai, Chen Liming and the others all closed their eyes in despair, Cheng Yang is the spiritual leader of the human race, although the battle name is fierce and powerful, but as long as Cheng Yang does not die, the human race will always have the last glimmer of hope, if Cheng Yang is shattered, the human race will be like a foreign race, completely collapsed.

But under the punch, the expected situation of Cheng Yang's broken body did not happen, and the moment of the fist of battle intent disappeared, but Cheng Yang was unharmed, but his body was weirdly hovering in mid-air, bleeding from his seven orifices, and looking at the battle name with a hideous expression.

"Haha......" Zhan Ming laughed wildly, "Cheng Yang, don't worry, how could I be willing to kill you before I tortured you to the point of collapse? I said that I would beat you back to your original form, but I just smashed your battle armor, and all the seven-grade spiritual weapons turned into ashes in front of me! Since you are integrated with this battle armor, then even suffer a little, which can be regarded as a little interest I got back before I killed you." ”

As soon as his words fell, Cheng Yang suddenly spurted blood, and his breath instantly withered, falling from the peak of the fifth order, until the fourth order realm, it stopped.

The always clean and spotless green clothes suddenly bloomed with countless blood-red lights, and a faint smoky red-gold light overflowed from the light, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a large cloud of mist drifting away.

Inside the Killing Armor, the Killing Spirit was still tall, majestic, and proud, like a powerful demon god, but its body was decomposing, constantly turning into red golden smoke and drifting out, and then overflowing from the already cracked Killing Armor.

Those red golden eyes, I don't know when they have been closed, this incomparable battle spirit, after saving the master countless times, finally ended his fate in front of the sixth-order peak powerhouse.

The control power of the Battle Intent Fist was at its peak, and the Killing Armor withstood all the punch power, but Cheng Yang was not affected at all, but he had already fused with the Killing Armor, so the Killing Armor was destroyed, and he was inevitably hit hard by the damage to his mind.

At this moment, there is no silver spring water to treat the injury. But compared to the injury that damaged his heart, Cheng Yang's heart was as if he had been stabbed severely, with a pain like blood.

The Killing Armor can be said to have accompanied Chengyang for most of the time since his rebirth. From the time he was in Jiubao, he began to refine this battle armor, and until now he has been inseparable from him, from the lowest level of the first grade to the current seven-grade spirit weapon, infused with all of Cheng Yang's hard work, and after countless adventures, it has grown into the current peerless battle armor in the past two years.

It can be said that the killing armor is one of Cheng Yang's arms, which is inseparable from Cheng Yang, and even this peerless spirit weapon has faintly had its own spiritual intelligence, if Cheng Yang has been advancing with it, and when it transforms into an artifact, the killing armor will inevitably have its own soul and IQ and become an independent existence.

And now, all hope has been wiped out by the name of war, how can Cheng Yang not feel pain in his heart.

Cheng Yang raised his head suddenly, and looked at the battle name with red eyes: "Battle name, if you destroy my battle armor, I will kill you!"

Zhan Ming sneered and said sarcastically: "Do you still have a chance?" But Cheng Yang, I really feel happy to see you stimulated, but this is not enough, this is only the first step, what are we going to play next?

"Oh, yes. Zhan Ming replied to himself, "The most precious thing is always people, these hundreds of millions of little ants you have created are quite powerful, and they actually know how to attack me, don't they know that the peak of the sixth order is already a god? Dare to make a move against God, you will inevitably incur God's punishment, Cheng Yang, you are the biggest blasphemer, I want you to watch the things you want to protect one by one, piece by piece by me!"

He suddenly clenched two fists, his whole body kept shaking, and he screamed in his mouth, and a monstrous and terrifying power emanated from his body, followed by his fists downward, and hit him hard in the air.

"Fist of the War Emperor!"

Boom!

In the area with the most human races on the ground, two huge fists that fell from the sky slammed down, each fist mark occupying a range of hundreds of miles, almost a quarter of the area of the battlefield.

More than 400 million Terran powerhouse warriors didn't even snort, and instantly turned into indistinguishable flesh and earth, buried deep in the giant pit of fist prints that were dozens of miles deep.

The surrounding earth was like a surging sea, surging in the wind and clouds, cracking countless gaps, swallowing the tens of millions of powerhouses around them who were shocked and flying up one by one, only to be shattered by the remnants of the War Emperor's Fist.

Two punches, 450 million fighters died! The Terran originally had more than 600 million fighters left, and more than half of them were lost in an instant.

Looking at the two abyss-like fist marks, the remaining Terran warriors of less than 200 million were soft, their faces were gray, and they were so stiff with fear that they couldn't speak, and in the face of this force that could not be resisted at all, everyone didn't even have the idea of escaping, and let the tide of alien powerhouses slaughter them.

The lethality of the Battle Emperor's Fist was so great that even the powerhouses of the alien race were shocked to death in the aftermath of this shock, but compared to the human race, it was not even a fraction.

Poof! Chengyang burned inside, spurting out a mouthful of blood again, and there was nothing to see in front of him, only a sea of blood. These two shocking fists were like hitting him in the deepest part of his heart.

His aura was extremely weak, and after losing his Killing Battle Armor, Cheng Yang could only be regarded as a fourth-order Great Perfection level, and his mind was greatly damaged, even the most ordinary fourth-order powerhouses could not compare.

But these are not important, what is important...... Maybe Xu Zhenzhen and Yuzhu were among the 450 million warriors, as well as Fang Hai, the Five Sages, and so many loyal subordinates and his warriors......

Are they all dead?

Cheng Yang's heart was twitching, a burst of pain, he said that he wanted to protect Yuzhu and Xu Zhenzhen, but he didn't do it, he was still alive, but they were already dead, even if they didn't die, they would soon die under the slaughter of Zhan Ming.

He was worshiped as a savior by these warriors, he was the hope of the Terrans, but now the Terran warriors were dying, and he could only watch, and could do nothing.

Cheng Yang's heart ached uncontrollably, and his snort, which was already difficult to breathe, completely became nothing, and he couldn't feel anything in his chest, only heart-rending pain.

The peak of the sixth order is like a big mountain, crushing all his hopes and retreats, and even crushing him into a puddle of flesh.

Even if he wants to fight hard now, Cheng Yang doesn't have any hole cards to come up with, the Reincarnation Divine Sword is silent in the depths of his body, and with his body that has been hit hard and fallen back to the fourth order of power, there is no possibility to drive this infinitely powerful artifact.

"Hahaha...... Cheng Yang, you see, you Terran warriors are so weak, you can torture and kill them as much as I want! Maybe there are your relatives, your friends and the people you love the most, and it hurts to see them die, hahaha. ”

The battle name smiled maniacally, and his eyes shot out flames of battle intent, turning the remaining Terran warriors on the ground into countless burning torches.

No one ran for their lives, because there was no way to escape at all, and in front of this incomparable sixth-order peak, the only choice was to die.

The vast majority of strong warriors chose to blow themselves up in despair, which was the last thing they could hand over to the Terran and Chengyang. ^_^

(Zilang Literature)