I saw the black shadow standing quietly in place, the breeze blowing his tattered clothes, and his figure looked incomparably majestic and majestic.

He has a handsome and cold face, the contours of his face are angular, and in the handsomeness, there is a trace of fortitude, but because of the cold pupils in his eyes that are as scarlet as blood, his whole person looks cold, exuding a soul-like coldness.

Because he is cold, because he is powerful, he looks more like a demon than a hideous devil.

Black and red flames burned around him, and he walked towards Qin Zheng with an expressionless face.

Qin Zheng finally understood why this opponent was called terrible by Yan Beifeng, and Qin Zheng finally realized that in this mountain forest in the past, there was indeed a warrior who was more powerful than Yan Beifeng, or a devil.

Moreover, Qin Zheng was also extremely familiar with this person, much more familiar than anyone else.

Because, at this moment, the figure that appeared in front of Qin Zheng was the man named Qin Zheng who had gone berserk because of Ji Xue'er's death before.

This opponent is Qin Zheng himself, and he is the most terrifying, murderous, and bloodthirsty state in Qin Zheng's life.

Originally, Qin Zheng thought that because of anger and hatred, he had opened the door of the God of War to the Triple Heaven, and because he couldn't control his mind, he went berserk, and that violent self was the same as the self who lost control of the Triple Heaven several times later.

But now, Qin Zheng knew that he was wrong, the black god of war in front of him was completely different from his own loss of control in the next few times.

Because later, even if Qin Zheng was emotionally out of control, even if he used the God of War to fight the Triple Heaven, the flames on his body were always bright red.

And this black god of war exudes a thick black aura on his body, and even dyes part of the fire into black flames.

In fact, this black god of war is what Qin Tribulation once looked like, and it hasn't changed at all, it's just that the current Qin Tribulation can't remember what it looked like at that time.

The reason for the black god of war's rampage is Ji Xue'er's death, not the uncontrollable nature of the god of war, so he in this state is still different from the several times Qin Zheng lost control later.

Hatred and anger are often the biggest source of a person's explosive power, and even Qin Zheng himself can't remember how terrifying his anger was at the beginning.

With the power of one person, he wiped out the entire lair of the criminal gang, and those who died were all beaten to minced meat by him, and half of the mountain was filled with blood mist and flesh rain.

At the beginning, most of the Longxiang warriors stepped forward to stop Qin Zheng together, but all of them were seriously injured.

At that time, he left a terrifying psychological shadow on the entire warriors of Longxiang, and at that time, he was a demon, a terrifying and powerful demon.

And now, this incomparably powerful black god of war has reappeared, and he is standing in front of Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng endured the huge sense of deterrence and oppression, and inherited the anger and hatred of the other party.

With the shaking of the mountain, the black god of war clinged to the ground and rushed towards Qin Zheng, and the majesty emanating from his body left a deep trajectory on the mountain.

"Isn't this just called self-inflicted?" Qin Zheng muttered to himself with a solemn face, and slammed his fist into the black god of war.

When the two fists collided, the flesh and blood on Qin Zheng's arm immediately trembled, and immediately after, his body flew out upside down.

"How so? The forces are completely unequal. Qin Zheng muttered to himself in confusion.

Before Qin Zheng could land, the black god of war had already rushed up and smashed Qin Zheng into the abdomen with a punch.

Burst......

The black god of war pierced through Qin Zheng's body, but no blood splattered.

"Afterimage Fist." Qin Zheng said softly, and immediately turned into eight remnants, surrounding the black god of war.

The black god of war just looked around coldly, and then raised his head and let out a heart-stopping roar.

Immediately after, his body spun violently, and his figure flickered rapidly, poofing......

One by one, the remnants were scattered, and the speed was outrageous.

Qin Zheng appeared behind the black god of war in a flash, and was about to launch an attack, but the black god of war hit the back with an elbow, hitting Qin Zheng's face, knocking him upside down and flying out, with a nosebleed.

"Why is there such a huge disparity in power and speed? Could it be that this level no longer requires the realm to be constant? Qin Zheng thought quickly in his heart.

"In that case." Qin Zhengyan, who was flying upside down, suddenly burst into a shout.

A large number of flames rose up, covering the surroundings of his body, and Qin Zheng directly used the God of War Triple Heaven.

And the black god of war had already rushed in, turned into a black streamer, and slammed into it with a fierce punch.

"That's the end of the game." Qin Zheng raised his left hand and caught his fist.

Just when Qin Zheng thought that the power of the black god of war had been suppressed by himself, suddenly, the black-red flame layer on the black god of war was also enlarged, and it was as powerful as Qin Zheng's fire aura.

With a great force coming out, Qin Zheng was shocked by the other party and flew out.

"The realm is still constant." Qin Zheng muttered to himself in confusion, turned over and landed, and canceled the God of War Decision.

But why, Qin Zheng couldn't withstand the opponent's attack, and there was obviously a gap in speed.

"Could it be that just the difference in momentum can make such a huge difference?" Qin Zheng thought so in his heart, and the sound of the wind sounded in his ears again.

Tiger hard climb......

Qin Zheng's body twisted, jumped up, and while dodging the attack, his body quickly came to a standstill, and then quickly folded and jumped down, his long legs raised high, and smashed into the head of the black god of war from top to bottom.

And the black god of war just punched the ground in the air, but he didn't think about it at all, and he didn't look at Qin Tribulation's attack above, but directly turned his back to Qin Tribulation, and blasted out a punch, but it hit Qin Tribulation's back knee.

With the sound of broken bones, Qin Zheng's leg bones were smashed by a blow from the black god of war.

The black god of war turned around, and while standing up, he whipped out with one leg and hit Qin Zheng's body fiercely, sweeping him away.

Qin Zheng, who had suffered a heavy blow, fell to the ground, but he didn't care about the injuries on his body, but thought about something with a solemn face, the fighting method of the black god of war was not complicated, and it could even be said to be extremely simple, although it was simple, but it was extremely effective.

Every move is natural, and every time it is used, it is the strongest way to climb the mountain, but it is like instinct, and it is not a waste of time.

It seems that that is the real god of war, a warrior born only to kill and fight, and everything he has seems to be closely linked to one word: war.

His body, his movements, his voice, everything about him are all concrete interpretations of the art and truth of battle.

(End of chapter)