"Hiss~ It's cold!"

Losing the protection of the steel coat, Li Yang couldn't help but shudder when his skin came into contact with the biting cold air. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Night King who was walking on the opposite side stopped, his dark blue pupils staring at Li Yang tightly.

As if he couldn't believe that under the armor of fighting with himself, he was just an ordinary human being.

The Night King spoke, making a strange sound that Li Yang couldn't understand.

Maybe it's not a sound, it's just a meaningless tonal cavity, similar to the "Huh?" that a person utters when he is surprised. Well? Mood particle.

Li Yang was not interested in studying the language of the ghosts, so he moved his lower limbs, and instead of retreating, he took the initiative to attack the Night King.

The Night King is still the same attack method that has not changed for thousands of years, swinging his blade and slashing it.

Chi Guoguo's hand-to-hand combat, no longer at close range without the barrier of steel clothes, Li Yang could clearly feel every trace of cold air emitted by the Night King's ice blade, and almost all the hairs on his body exploded.

And the terrifying coldness stimulated Li Yang's brain nerves all the time, and at this moment, Li Yang's physical senses, sense of touch, and even intuition were all exerted to the limit.

The ice blade slashed towards the head, as if to split Li Yang's head in two.

Li Yang did not retreat or advance, and at close range, he dodged dexterously.

Such a flexible movement is by no means something that can be done when wearing a steel suit.

At the same time, another punch struck the Night King between his legs.

"Hmm... The Night King is supposed to be a man, right? This is Li Yang's psychology of punching.

Of course, just think about it.

For creatures like aliens, it doesn't make sense to know the weakness of gender.

Sure enough, after the Night King was hit by Li Yang's fists in both legs, the whole person did not move at all, and there was no pain, just a "click", and a crack was opened between the legs......

This picture, how to say, should not be described too much, it is easy to be harmonized.

But the strange ghost remained untouched, and the cracked parts began to condense with frost.

Li Yang was unmoved, looking at the crack between the Night King's legs, which obviously caused more damage than the previous attack.

"Sure enough, there is no steel coat to block it, just use your fist, and the fist will hurt more"

That's what he wants.

In a flash of light, Li Yang has taken advantage of the situation and continued to punch continuously.

Since one punch can't hurt the Night King, then two, three, and four punches......

The "bang bang bang" fist rained down, and then the "click" shattering sound rose in response to the sound and became one.

The crack that had been cracked from the beginning continued to expand under the intensive attack of the fist, and there was a great posture that wanted to split the Night King's entire body in half from the middle of his legs.

This is Li Yang's fast punch.

may not be as fast as Ip Man, but under his current physical fitness and explosiveness, it is not much different.

If you are under the steel coat, you will never be able to do such a short burst of fast punches.

It took about two seconds for the Night King to react from the punch and then attack.

During this time, Li Yang threw a total of 15 punches, and the punches hit the cracks.

Looking at the Night King's legs, the crack has expanded from between the legs to the umbilicus.

If you really fight like this, maybe you can really beat the Night King alive.

But the Night King had already reacted, and the ice blade was pointing downward, slashing at Li Yang's bent back.

Before the ice blade hit, the cold air on the edge of the blade made Li Yang's back muscles shrink, the pores of his whole body contracted, goosebumps rose suddenly, and he felt the deadly threat for the first time.

Without hesitation, retreat immediately.

Without the influence of the steel clothes, Li Yang completely exerted the agility of his body, muscles, and body style, still maintaining the posture of a cat's waist, stepping on broken steps under his feet, and when the ice blade was slashed, the whole person flexibly circled the Night King, walked half a circle, and dodged the ice blade.

The Ice Blade misses.

This dodge is really dangerous and dangerous.

And Li Yang, who had already circled behind the Night King, punched again and hit the Night King's back.

Strangely, the Night King was not injured in the back, and the punch tickled him.

Because Li ** didn't use his fists, he even used only three points of strength.

It's just tickling.

Through this punch, the Night King noticed that Li Yang was behind him, and the ice blade in his hand was horizontal, and in a turning posture, he turned directly over.

But Li Yang still maintained the posture of a cat's waist at the moment, and in this round, the ice blade fell short again, and at the same time, he also sent his body to Li Yang.

This is Li Yang's purpose.

He saw that the crack between the Night King's legs had not yet been fully healed, and that it was only about a third of the way healed.

"Fortunately, the healing speed is still within the acceptable range," Li Yang came to another conclusion in his heart.

It is necessary to continue to maintain this high-speed and high-frequency number of attacks to ensure that the results continue to expand.

Grab the bull by the horns.

Every minute and every second, the cracks on the Night King's body were healing, and Li Yang couldn't afford to think about it.

Hit, that's it!

Li Yang's thoughts at the moment are as simple as that, two words - Koba!

The Night King must not be given a respite.

Start doing it now.

Before the crack between the Night King's legs could be healed, Li Yang's fist attacked again, and it was another dense burst of fast punches, full of explosive power.

Every punch contains punch strength.

In order to ensure his consumption, the cultivation of dark energy for several years has made his attack power of dark energy almost comparable to the attack power of the peak of dark energy and even the transformation realm.

At this moment, the connotation of decades of martial arts training has finally been vividly brought into play.

This outbreak is by no means abrupt.

The Strange Ghost is by no means a speed player, nor is the Night King, and Li Yang's Kombat is too fast for him, and it can't keep up at all.

He is the king of strange ghosts, but at this moment, he can only be reduced to Li Yang's sandbag.

The taciturn Night King spoke again, still with a strange sound like ice shattering, still incomprehensible, but this time it revealed a certain emotion.

Angry, tyrannical, helpless......

Because of the language barrier, Li Yang can only feel these in general.

I don't have time to understand the deeper meaning.

At this moment, the crack between the legs that was initially between the legs has now expanded to the throat, and down there, there is still a trace of the thigh that is about to crack.

The neat ice-colored armor was full of cracks at the moment, and in front of and behind him, it looked like a humanoid ice sculpture that was about to shatter.

"**......" The more the night king screamed at the end, the more he screamed, and the tepid appearance before, judging the two of them.

It felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

In the next second, starting from the invasion of the Black Castle, the Night King, who had never taken the initiative to take a step back even in Li Yang's Kombata just now, finally retreated.

But what's the point of retreating at this moment?

Now it's not like the Night King can retreat if he wants to---Li Yang doesn't agree!

His fist strength is about to run out, but seeing that the Night King is already at the end of his crossbow, how can he let it go?

Li Yang quickly followed, avoiding the edge of the ice blade, and used all the remaining punch strength to punch the Night King in the chest with all his might.

The fist entered the Night King's body and exploded instantly.

The armor of the "Click...... Click" exploded inch by inch, as if a bomb had exploded from the Night King's body, and the armor outside of his body began to fall off as if it were disintegrating.

With a "bang", the right arm that had been bearing the ice blade was the first to shatter, and the ice blade fell to the ground with a clatter, buried in the ice stubble and ice chips of the armor that had fallen off the Night King's body.

Pieces of broken ice slag and ice chips flew with the wind, and the strange thing was that even though the cold wind was howling, it could not blow away the flying ice chips and ice slag, but strangely surrounded the Night King, forming a cloud of ice fog that flew in all directions.

And Li Yang, who was closest to the Night King, was not spared and was included in the ice mist.

Li Yang didn't care.

If you want to talk about ice fog, in this desperate situation where winter has arrived and the sky is full of wind and snow, it is too common for goose feathers and heavy snow to be stirred by the cold wind.

He silently looked in front of him.

Don't think that Li Yang will have the consciousness of silent mourning for the enemy.

"Wow, carrying a handle is carrying a handle, and even death comes with special effects......"

The Night King, who was disintegrating and shattering inch by inch in front of him, was like watching a special effects blockbuster for Li Yang.

And this time, even if the Night King played with his freezing ability, he would no longer be able to heal the fatal rift that spread throughout his body.

"***" The Night King seemed to sense death, and opened his mouth to let out an astonishing scream, and the sound actually overshadowed the wind and snow, and resounded in the Black Castle.

In the sky, the black crows were startled and chirped "Wow Wow", as if to foreshadow an ominous death.

In the midst of the disintegration, the Night King's ice-blue pupils stared straight at Li Yang, as if he was unwilling to die, but the cobweb-like cracks climbed up to his pale face.

Li Yang of the Night Dynasty opened his hand and pointed at him weakly, but he couldn't reach him.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the starting point of the crack between the Night King's legs, as if it could not support the upper body of the Night King, exploded.

Fragments exploded and splattered everywhere.

And the upper body of the Night King also exploded out, and coincidentally fell into Li Yang's arms.

A faint blue flickered in the wreckage of the Night King's upper body.

The Night King's cracked mouth uttered the last faint sound before he died.

Strangely, Li Yang actually understood.

"You're losing!" These three words are intermittently filled with the powerlessness of death and seem to be a declaration of victory.

The Night King is completely dead.

His ice-blue eyes completely lost their brilliance, and even the ice-blue color faded and became hollow, as if the eyes of a dried corpse that had been weathered for unknown years.

"I lost? Neuropathy! Li Yang shook off the wreckage of the Night King in his arms.

The wreckage touched the ground, and with a bang, it turned into ice chips all over the ground, white and snowy.

The wind blew, and it was easily sent into the air, completely gone with the wind.

"Win or lose, isn't it obvious......" Li Yang blew the white scum on his body from the wreckage of the Night King, as if to say: This is what the winner looks like!

He didn't notice that a faint blue, under the cover of these dross, flashed on his body and disappeared.