"Whew-"

In the midst of this terrifying flow of light, a dark and dull two-handed greatsword suddenly burst out, like a black lightning that destroyed the world and the earth, splitting the violent and incomparable torrent of energy and piercing Wang Yang's solid chest.

The flames invaded, Wang Yang's circulating vitality was suddenly suffocated, and the vampire touch embedded in his vest immediately broke through the blockade, and the dagger tip was wrong, and it was extremely accurate to meet the two-handed big sword.

"Wow!"

Wang Yang shot out a bloody arrow. Before he could react, the clones Zheng Zha and Zhao Fukong used their strength at the same time, and a terrifying blood hole appeared on Wang Yang's chest, and the original bones and flesh in the blood hole had all disappeared.

Then Wang Yang fell weakly like a torn rag doll.

"Boom ——————"

The thunder rolled over, the torrential rain was like a note, and the heavens and the earth were full of slaughter.

Lying on the ground, Wang Yang kept vomiting blood, closing his shattered internal organs, the strength of the Saiyans was the steel body of energy aggregation, not the immortal body, but the combined blow of the two fourth-order powerhouses was enough to destroy everything.

Looking at this powerful enemy who once suppressed himself and couldn't turn over, the clone Zheng Zha's murderous face couldn't hide the shock: "You really didn't open the gene lock?!" ”

After taking a deep breath, the clone Zheng Zha continued, "From the beginning, I felt that something was wrong, your energy is too huge, and if you want to use the control power of the subtle level, I am afraid that it is only possible to unlock the fifth-order gene lock, but at that time, I was only doubting the degree of your gene lock opening, but I didn't expect that you didn't open the gene lock at all。。。。。。 It's no wonder that if it weren't for your energy control, the Sword of Flame that I compressed to the extreme would not have been able to forcibly break through your Turtle Sect Qigong。。。。。。 Wang Yang, who are you? ”

"I can feel his shadow from Little Apple." The frenzy in Zhao Fukong's eyes gradually subsided, and he rarely showed a trace of solemnity, "They should all have chosen the path of cultivation, the strange thing is that my genius little cousin will be influenced by others, I am also very curious." ”

The clone Zheng Zha glanced at Wang Yang deeply, as if he wanted to remember this fierce rival firmly, and finally he shook his head: "If you are not too proud, you must challenge us at the same time, maybe the demon team may really be defeated, Wang Yang, you have the power to challenge the fourth order without opening the gene lock, you are indeed worthy of pride, but excessive pride has buried you." At this moment, the clone Zheng Zha is actually extremely miserable, forcibly breaking the Turtle Sect Qigong left him with great trauma, and his body was bare in many places, and his body was broken, but under the effect of the Yan Yan and the blood bloodline, it was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Yang was still vomiting blood, in his body, two forces were frantically destroying at the genetic level, one tyrannical and desperate, the other was fierce and crazy, coupled with the energy backlash that he had been forcibly suppressing before, his life was already in collapse at this moment, and it was a question whether he could even hear the voices of the two.

"That's it, along with the Central Continent team you value and my body, with your pride, let's die together. ...... Maybe it's a kind of happiness, don't ......."

The clone looked at Wang Yang silently with the two-handed giant sword, and there was an indescribable relief in his eyes, he stood in front of Wang Yang, slowly raised the two-handed big sword, and then, with a sword, it cut from Wang Yang's right face to his left face, cutting his head in half......

"Click"

A huge bolt of lightning tore through the dark sky, and the earth was suddenly white in darkness and storm.

Wang Yang's lifeless body lay on the cold earth, like wind and rain, as if he was paying tribute to the fall of this peerless powerhouse.

The clone Zheng Zha slowly turned around, and Zhao Yukong took out a new Green Goblin skateboard from the storage props and jumped on it, then looked at the clone Zheng Zha.

The clone Zheng Zhe was silent for a moment and said, "Bring the plot characters and end it." "In this team battle, he killed the body that he had always hated, defeated Wang Yang, who was his lifelong rival, and strangled the Zhongzhou team with unlimited potential, plus he defeated the invincible Celestial God Team before, there is no doubt that he has stood at the peak of the infinite reincarnation world, but this series of victories left him with endless gloom, which is really an incredible thing for him who has passed the demons, maybe as Wang Yang said, his strength is exchanged for giving up the most cherished things, right? And the price is that he will never be able to find the meaning of life again, since life is meaningless, then the destruction of everything has become the only goal, and he who adheres to this belief will become a real demon.

Looking at the chaotic world in the thunder and lightning and the heavy rain, the clone Zheng Zha suddenly whispered: "It's really lonely-"

Just when the two of them started the Green Goblin skateboard and had already begun to glide into the air, a voice suddenly sounded: "The battle is not over yet, do you want to go?" ”

This voice is long and majestic, and even in the earth-shattering thunder, it has indescribable weight for the two of them.

The movements of the clones Zheng Zha and Zhao Shukong stopped abruptly as if they had been struck by lightning.

Where Wang Yang was lying, his cold body had disappeared, and a huge cross was emitting a soft and delicate white light. And a proud figure is coming step by step from this light. When the light had all dimmed, Wang Yang reappeared on the ground.

On his chest, the shocking blood hole has disappeared, but there are still two extremely deep wounds, which look extremely hideous, and he moved his wrist: "It turns out that this is the feeling of being reborn from death。。。。。。 Ankh of Rebirth, Huh! ”

Speaking of this, his gaze turned to the two powerhouses of the Demon Team who were like a great enemy: "Sorry for the delay, but I promise you will be worth the wait." ”

Zheng Zhe, the clone whose body was burning with raging flames, suddenly sneered: "If you use the Rebirth Ankh and don't choose to return but stay, you don't think you can defeat us with half of the recovered power, right?" "If Wang Yang uses teleportation, he can still easily complete the main plot, but at this moment, both the clone Zheng Zha and Zhao Fukong are very sure that the opponent in front of him will never escape the battle. It was in that brief encounter just now that they profoundly realized what it means to be a fighting nation.

You can kill him, but you can't defeat him, you may not understand him, but you have to respect him.

The best way to deal with this kind of person is to kill him as soon as possible before he grows up, not even for a second longer.

Zhao Fukong directly showed his attitude with his actions, and in the midst of the turmoil, he turned into a streamer and swooped over. The vampire's touch hummed in his palm.

Even the clone Zheng Zha thought that Zhao Fukong wanted to kill with one blow, after all, Wang Yang, who had the blessing of the Realm King Fist and doubled his energy, was still invincible, not to mention that now there was only half a life left? But Zhao Weikong knew that the reborn Wang Yang gave him the feeling that it was extremely dangerous, and that feeling was like a natural enemy.

How fast is Zhao Fukong's inch? It's just that in a flash, he has approached Wang Yang from behind.

But at this moment, Wang Yang suddenly disappeared.

Completely, completely disappeared from the material plane.

Zhao Fukong's pupils shrank violently into pinpoint tips, because in his perception, a strange fluctuation instantly connected with him from where Wang Yang was.

A fierce battle intent rushed into Zhao Weikong's sea of consciousness like a frenzy, so that all the genes in his body were screaming in unison, and Zhao Weikong, whose face had changed greatly, wanted to launch an inch, but he was horrified to find that this fluctuation completely crossed the boundaries of time and space, and even faintly revealed a horror no less than the causal rate, with a posture beyond understanding and imagination, devastated and penetrated through himself wrapped in the light of the soul.

There is no flickering of color, no propagation of sound, no change in temperature.

When Zhao Weikong fell, his entire body was almost as light as a fallen leaf, weightless. On the contrary, Wang Yang, who appeared again, seemed to be unable to bear his weight, and fell to his knees with a puff.

One-hit kill.

More absolutely than Zhao Fukong.

"What is this?" Staring at Zhao Fukong's reluctant eyes for a while, the clone Zheng Zha asked slowly.

"Ahem。。。。。。" Wang Yang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and slowly stood up little by little, "This is a skill derived from teleportation。。。。。。 No longer jumps between any two points in space。。。。。。 Rather, it forcibly penetrates the distorted space between the two points, so that everything that exists between the two points – including space – triggers an unpredictable reaction。。。。。。 or restructure, or mutate, or decay, or annihilation。。。。。。 I call it 'Instant Creation'. His condition seemed almost completely depleted, and after a few simple words, there were several pauses.

"It's a chilling power." The clone Zheng Zha sighed, and then actually asked, "How did you do it?" ”