After the fall of Veleslana, Mekar looked at Zheng Shuanglong with a bright smile on his face, as if he was looking at a prey that was about to be hunted.

In Mecal's opinion at this moment, it was a proper thing to kill Zheng Shuanglong, a god-killer. The fight with the previous Welleslana caused Zheng Shuanglong to be seriously injured, more than ten openings were made on his body, and there was even a golden sword inserted in Zheng Shuanglong's chest.

Although he has been cut off and sublimated into a god king, the injuries on his body are not clear, but in the face of such a seriously injured Zheng Shuanglong who seems to be about to die, in this situation, in the face of such a dying god killer, if he can't beat the other party, Mecal will be in vain in the name of the god king.

However, Mekar was arrogant, arrogant and excessive, and Zheng Shuanglong was indeed injured in the fight with Velleslana.

However, this is an injury that is enough for ordinary people to die more than ten times, and for a godkiller, it is not an injury that makes them completely ineffective.

As long as there is a breath, the godkiller is not a harmless existence, and even, even if he dies, the godkiller can cross from the other side of death.

A god-killer who can't even be defeated by death, with only a few serious injuries, is not such an inexplicable existence.

Maybe for Mecal, who is at his peak, it is not difficult to kill Zheng Shuanglong at the moment, but he is too conceited, he saw Zheng Shuanglong's injury, but he didn't see his own disadvantage, he lost the divine ability to achieve the great cause of the god king, and the injury on his body was not good, and he couldn't even give full play to seventy percent of his combat effectiveness, which was a fatal mistake.

It is precisely because of this situation that Mecal will be so cautious and treacherous when facing Vereslana.

"I think you're going to die!" Looking at Zheng Shuanglong, the god killer, Mekar said with a gloomy expression.

Although the fall of Welleslana by the hand of Zheng Shuanglong. However, for Mecal, Zheng Shuanglong has always been a godslayer, an old enemy from ancient times to the present, and it is for Mecal to be able to kill such an old enemy. But it's quite a pleasant thing.

In any case, killing the Godslayer is a commendable feat, and perhaps, with this feat, Mecal will be able to go one step further and improve his godhead.

It is because of this that Mecal does not mind being a little meaner and a little more treacherous. Use your own means to make Willeslana fall and let Zheng Shuanglong die in his own hands.

Therefore, Mecal made a move, and with a move, the storm and dark clouds swept Sardinia, and the heavens thundered towards Zheng Shuanglong frantically.

However, Zheng Shuanglong's combat power was too terrifying, and he was able to suppress Mecal alive. The thunder of the heavens. The tornado, the tsunami. In front of Zheng Shuanglong, it is so ridiculous.

Although he was already seriously injured, this did not mean that Zheng Shuanglong had no combat power, the light of the stars that pierced the dark clouds in the sky, the magic power that was not much left but was still boiling. The powerful and completely explosive physical fitness, the King Fist that has reached the realm of inhumanity, is still so strong and great, and every punch carries a domineering aura that reigns over the world. As if he were the king of the world, the sun, moon and stars in the sky would revolve around him. It is as if to open up the world and shatter the universe.

Thunder, Tempest, Seaspout, Hades Legion...... Everything is meaningless in front of Zheng Shuanglong's iron fists.

Nothing in the world is unbreakable.

Mecal, who found a spell such as driving thunder and didn't seem to have much effect on the starry Zheng Shuanglong, stretched out his hand, took out a huge stone knife, and slashed at Zheng Shuanglong.

Although this body appears as the god-king of Mecal, no matter what, he also has the concept of Hercules, which is not at all like a human body, and in terms of specific hand-to-hand combat, it is also quite powerful.

The stone knife that was swung out seemed to be able to split the ocean, and with terrifying divine power, it smashed at Zheng Shuanglong.

The fight between the two was like a terrible collision between two planets, with the aftermath of explosions everywhere, and the whole island of Sardinia was about to collapse.

Looking at such a terrible battle, those European knights, spell masters, and magicians who quickly came to the vicinity to watch the battle through spiritual vision and other means all gasped and couldn't relax for a long time.

Is this the power of God and King? Many European cultivators who saw such a scene for the first time were frustrated, as the elite of European cultivators, of course, they were the elites and geniuses of the whole of Europe, and they were the big names in Italy.

But when they put themselves and the god of disobedience and Zheng Shuanglong together. They all had a feeling of falling to the ground, and there was no way to fight like this if they were any of them.

The difference in strength is too far. Sure enough, neither the gods nor the king can be compared to mortals. Even if he is a genius, in front of the gods and kings, he is still unnoticed!

This in itself was not a battle that had to be decided by the winner, as long as Mekar and Zheng Shuanglong gave a slight step away, Zheng Shuanglong did not have a necessary desire for the power of the gods, and the battle between the two could have been avoided. But now we must fight to the death.

Mekar had the ambition of killing Zheng Shuanglong to improve his godhead, but the two had to meet directly.

"Ahh Mekar roared into the sky. A terrifying momentum rushed into the sky. The stone in his hand is terrifying.

At this moment, Mekar's original sense of being high above the divine has completely disappeared, and all that remains is the boundless murderous and domineering aura, the tall body, which is as huge as a mountain in the past, and rushes towards Zheng Shuanglong.

But this violent blow failed to kill Zheng Shuanglong, and was blocked by Zheng Shuanglong.

was even hit in the chest by Zheng Shuanglong's heavy punch, causing a huge wound. God's blood flows.

The god killer is not so much a human as a beast, a giant beast of the wilderness, and the injured beast is the most dangerous, and the fight with Veleslana made Zheng Shuanglong seriously injured, but this also made Zheng Shuanglong's combat power soar. Fighting to the death is no joke.

Should I say that the God King is worthy of being the God King, even if he is despicable and obscene, his strength and heart are still quite strong. In the face of Zheng Shuanglong's decisive fight, in the face of Zheng Shuanglong's death attack, Mekar is also domineering, even if he has begun to be completely suppressed by Zheng Shuanglong, but he has no hesitation at all. The vultures attacked themselves, and there was no sign of retreating to defend.

"Looks. Is it about to be decided? I didn't expect the dignified Mecal to fall here! ”

"What's so strange about this, the relationship between the god killer and the god of disobedience is originally a rival, and it is the instinct of the god killer to kill the god of disobedience. However, to be honest, the Star King is really too strong, and he wins with one enemy and two enemies. Definitely worthy of the name! ”

"This is all that Mekar deserves, and he actually wants to take advantage of the injury of His Excellency Zheng Shuanglong, the King of the Stars, to poison him! However, to be honest, if this Star King is too strong, this terrifying combat power, I don't know if the Alliance Lord can match it, if it is ......"

Feeling the situation in the God War, all those who have the ability to watch the battle feel. The winner should have already been decided. At the same time, the upper echelons of the European spell world were already in the midst of this divine war. was impressed by Zheng Shuanglong's strength and terrifyingness. In the depths of his soul, he was deeply imprinted with the fear of Zheng Shuanglong and the fear of the silver light of the stars.

The injuries on his body became more and more serious, but this did not affect Zheng Shuanglong's battle, but made Zheng Shuanglong's expression more and more cold, and he became more and more handy, and completely suppressed Mekar with punch after punch.

Meanwhile. Zheng Shuanglong's martial arts skill value has increased rapidly, from one hundred and one to more than one hundred and thirty, and it is still soaring rapidly even at this moment.

This is a battle of gods with one enemy and two enemies, and at the last moment, Zheng Shuanglong seems to have entered a realm of initiation. Every punch, every attack, and every energy is so clear and undoubtedly revealed in Zheng Shuanglong's spiritual world.

The most correct posture, the most appropriate time, the use of the most appropriate moves, and the use of the most correct strength, at this moment, Zheng Shuanglong understood what is subtle, what is Tao, what is Tao, and what is Tao, and it is very Tao. The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. The beginning of the nameless world; The mother of all things. Therefore, there is often no desire, in order to observe its wonder; There is often desire, in order to observe its origin, these two are the same and have different names, and they are the same as the mysteries. Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders.

At this moment, Zheng Shuanglong blasted out the King of the World Fist, and it seemed that it was not the King of the World Fist, there was less tolerance of the royal road and more domineering fortitude.

This punch was as fast as lightning, but as slow as a turtle.

This punch is as heavy as the towering Mount Tai, but as light as a feather.

This punch seemed to be about to completely clear the obstacles in front of him, and it was full of momentum of no return.

This punch is the ultimate hegemon, turning the royal road into a domineering, and the fist dominates the world.

Mecal was slashed back by this incomparably domineering punch, and retreated completely uncontrollably, as if a small stream met the rush of a large river, completely unaffected by the superiority of strength.

There had never been a moment when Mecal felt so embarrassed. There has never been a moment when Mecal has suffered such a disgrace. Even when he was seriously injured by Veleslana, it was true.

Retreat, Mekar retreated sharply, and finally there was no way to retreat.

"Ahh Mecal, who had retreated to the point where he couldn't retreat at all, roared again and again, slashed out, cutting through the sky, and the endless divine light smashed towards Zheng Shuanglong like a small sun.

"Trapped Beast Fight!" Zheng Shuanglong, who had a look of disdain on his face, sneered, and without flinching, the world-beating punch slammed towards the blade.

Fist dominates the world, sweeps the heavens, and suppresses all things.

"Boom!" A terrible wave of air wears out the atoms. Once again, a corner of the island called Sardinia has been erased from the world map.

Feeling the terrifying power coming from the overbearing fist, Mecal's face finally showed a panicked look, such a feeling of completely falling into the downwind, being restrained by Zheng Shuanglong everywhere, there was a feeling of trapped beast fighting, no matter what he did, it was difficult to escape Zheng Shuanglong's attack, so that Mecal couldn't bear it.

The stone knife, not the wooden stick, let alone the Yagrush and Aymur, the two pieces that killed the dragon king and made Mekar sublimate into the god king's divine tools.

And Mecal, who lost Yagrush and Aymur, is still the god-king?

Unlike the gods of the East, a large part of the power of the gods of the West is conferred by the artifacts in their hands. It is precisely because of this that the Mecal without Yagrush and Aymur is completely different from the Mecal with Yagrush and Aymur in hand.

It is precisely because of this that Mecal, who holds Yagrush and Aymur, can fight with the Victory Army God to defeat both sides, while Mecal, who lacks Yagrush and Aymur, can't even catch Zheng Shuanglong's world-dominating punch.

"Boom!" Mecal was swept away, the stone knife was out of his hand, and he flew out all the way for hundreds of miles before he could stop his body and fall, and he didn't know how many bones on his body were broken, and the already rotten leather clothes became even more rotten, and his hair was scattered.

However, this is not over, and before Mecal can recover his breath, another peerless fist that dominates the world breaks through the universe and instantly hits Mecal.

Mecal was not prepared at all, and was once again blown away.

The terrifying fist intent, the boiling mana, the light of the stars that destroyed all things, and then Mecal's body raged wildly, and with the constant sound, half of a mountain peak was blown away. It was nothing more than the power of the aftermath of the terrifying dominance of the world's destruction of Mekar's body.

Mecal, who had eaten Zheng Shuanglong's two world-dominating fists, was still struggling, roaring again and again, smashing one-third of the mountain with one palm, but then the continuous destruction sound sounded, which directly made Mecal spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

A hundred miles away, for ordinary people, it may take a day, but for Zheng Shuanglong, whose physical fitness is off the charts at the moment, a hundred miles away is just a step forward.

I saw Zheng Shuanglong cross the sky, came to Mecal, looked at Mecal lightly and said, "You still want to kill me, don't think of yourself too much!" ”

"Bastard, if it weren't for the fact that I was seriously injured in the previous battle with Weleslana, if it weren't for the fact that my Yagrush and Aymur were sealed by Weleslana, I wouldn't have been able to exert all my strength at all! I'll kill you like a dog! Mecal exclaimed, his eyes still full of murder, not slowing down in the slightest because of the defeat.

"Ridiculous, don't you think it's ridiculous? Do you think that if you say so, I will let you go, and fight again after your injuries are healed, if you want to kill me, you must have the idea of being killed by me! Listening to Mekar's roar, Zheng Shuanglong sneered.

Mecal was furious, but there was no way, now he had been seriously injured, and the power of the stars in his body that was constantly raging made him unable to even lift his divine power, and he couldn't move at all.

"This is the end of your campaign, I hope you can still wake up from the myth!" Zheng Shuanglong sneered, and the starlight in his hand converged. It slammed into Mecal's head.

With the silver light covering the world, Mecal has fallen! (To be continued.) )