Divine Light Sword, this Dao technique is currently the strongest attack among the many methods that Zuo Zhicheng has, it has just been used on the body of the Wheel Dharma King for one second, and now it can be maintained for six seconds.

But this time, the sword light slashed at the neck of the Destroying King Miè, but it did not have the effect that had just been slashed on the Wheel King.

Although the Divine Light Saber is called a sword, its essence is actually a laser, not a sword. He is incorporeal, and his lethality is mainly caused by the laser beam melting the surface of the target sharply, causing vaporization and evaporation, causing the substance to vaporize and shoot outward.

So he relies not on the power of the user, but on the high temperature of the laser beam with high power density.

So he can easily cut the proteins that make up the human body. But when it came to the body of the Venerable King, it only left a scorch mark on the iron-blue skin.

Unless Zuo Zhicheng is given enough time, or the power of the divine light sword is increased again. Otherwise, in just a few seconds, it would not be enough for the Divine Light Sword to generate enough heat to cut through the body of the Destroyer King.

Seeing this, Zuo Zhicheng's heart was cold, his feet kicked hard, and the whole person had already flashed backwards. Just after he dodged away, before he could even reach a second, there was a loud bang, and a black shadow had smashed into the place where Zuo Zhicheng was standing.

It was the destruction of the King who directly shook Lin Ganghao's head and smashed his entire body to the ground.

The ground cracked, and rubble splattered. On Lin Ganghao's body, blood continued to flow out like tap water, and soon filled the ground under his body.

Then when he was lifted up again, you could see that his entire head, chest, and lower limbs had been smashed into a bloody blur, and only the slightly undulating chest could still see that he was still alive.

The Venerable King touched the scorch marks on his neck, and then looked at Zuo Zhicheng, who was seriously injured, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Do you want to save him?" ”

Zuo Zhicheng didn't answer, he just pressed his right hand with his left hand, and then slammed it to correct the broken and dislocated arm. That kind of pain, even he couldn't help frowning. For a short period of time. Unless he is willing to abolish his right hand forever, his right hand will be completely inexerted.

One of the eyes of the Venerable King was still closed. The blood left a streak of blood on his cheek under his eyes.

"You can save it!"

As he spoke, he threw it casually, and he had already thrown Lin Ganghao, who was like a broken sack, towards Zuo Zhicheng. At the same time, his legs slammed into force, and the huge mass pressed directly down to the ground, and the soil under the feet of the King was like plasticine, which was directly dented by his pressure.

At the same time, his body is also under the influence of this driving force. Like a tank, it rushed towards Zuo Zhicheng's position.

If you catch Lin Ganghao, you will be attacked by King Miè.

If he doesn't answer, Lin Ganghao will definitely die.

For Zuo Zhicheng, this is certainly an unhesitating choice. Because no matter what direction you think rationally, Zuo Zhicheng is still in this death fight, and it is self-defeating to think about how to save people.

So he didn't even glance at Lin Ganghao in mid-air, Zuo Zhicheng's figure had changed from extremely quiet to extremely moving. The whole body looked blurry, and it was already half-squatting, a big stride. Rushed out like a panther.

Zuo Zhicheng avoided Lin Ganghao directly from below, and the whole person flashed sideways to the left side of the Destroying Miè King. Several meetings in a row. He didn't plan to fight against the Destroyer Miè anymore, he had just almost blinded the Destroyer Miè's left eye, and at this moment he flashed sideways to the left side of the opponent, just to make sure that the opponent was missing half of his sight, and he was not good at guarding against the attack on the left.

And this is indeed the case, Zuo Zhicheng's side flash, in the eyes of the King of Destruction, disappeared almost instantly, and he subconsciously turned his head. But only seeing a corner of the clothes, Zuo Zhicheng had already dodged again. It's almost sticking to his dead ends.

'Did this guy think about doing this a long time ago?' ’

At this moment, the shadow guard of Qingyue Hill had already wrapped himself again, burrowing into his eyes and nose. This time, the Shadow Guard did not maintain the appearance of a human body, but like a cloud of mist, he went directly towards the upper body cover of the Destruction Miè King.

With a bang, the King of Destruction slapped his hand, and the hurricane set off with one hand blew away the white mist in an instant. But then the blind corner of the line of sight and the obstruction of clouds and mist, Zuo Zhicheng also seized this opportunity for him to make a move.

With a loud bang, Zuo Zhicheng had already slapped another palm on the waist of the Venerable King, and after a blow, he instantly felt the evil wind blowing in his face, and the whole person had retreated again.

A palm swept over Zuo Zhicheng's afterimage, and the footsteps of the Venerable King stumbled slightly, and he touched his waist in some surprise. Zuo Zhicheng's palm just now actually caused damage to his body through the epidermis.

I've heard of cattle fighting across the mountains, but can you do this kind of damage even through an iron plate? Thinking of the other party's move after move, interlocking, almost staring at his own weakness, the heart of the King of Destruction was cold.

After Zuo Zhicheng retreated, the night sea activated, and the whole person had turned into a shadow, blending into the clouds and mist that the surrounding shadow guards had turned into. This is both to help him hide his body and to replenish his Light energy.

Qingyueqiu carefully controlled the shadow guard, so that Zuo Zhicheng could fit in perfectly, but he would not be touched.

We can't keep him in the driver's seat all the time. He's in a state of body right now, and he can't take many punches from me at all. Thinking of this, the Venerable King roared wildly, his arms swinged, and he thought about it and hit him around.

At this critical time, he burst out with his strongest strength.

Boom Boom!

The air was torn apart by the fist wind in the sky, and all the sight was the afterimage left by the ruined king's hands, and the air crackled like a bomb, tearing the surrounding clouds into pieces.

Tearing through the clouds and mist, the Venerable King of Destruction slammed directly towards a black shadow under the instruction of psionic vision, and he exploded this time, fist after fist, as if it were thousands of troops, not giving people a chance to breathe at all.

It's like a mudslide, no matter how you block it, it will directly crush you naked.

This is also the first time that Zuo Zhicheng has been so preempted and positive. If he was in good condition, he might be able to fight for a while, but now that he was seriously injured and invulnerable, it was impossible for him to fight with the other party.

I saw that his feet slipped, and the whole person retreated a few meters backwards, but as soon as he retreated, the King of Destruction followed after him, and he didn't even give Zuo Zhicheng a chance to turn around, and Zuo Zhicheng retreated backwards, and he couldn't get rid of King Destruction's repeated pursuit.

He made it clear that he would no longer give Zuo Zhicheng any chance, and he wanted to seize the opportunity when the other party was seriously injured and directly beat you to death in one go.

The suffocating breath came again, and Zuo Zhicheng could only roll and retreat again.

But on the other hand, the Venerable King was completely chasing the wind and the moon and did not relax, only to see that his face was flushed, and his whole body suddenly swelled up and down, and the two already huge fists rose even more like two big hammers, and the shadow of the fist broke out again.

In an instant, I don't know how many roars sounded, and the fist shadow completely enveloped Zuo Zhicheng's body, and then a miserable scream sounded.

Zuo Zhicheng's body flew out of thin air seven or eight meters away, and he struggled several times in a row before he got up little by little.

But the man who had just screamed was not him. (To be continued~^~)

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