The combination of Tyrant and Fang Xingjian is that Tyrant directly imitates the Heavenly Abyss Doomsday Armor by virtue of his special body structure, and directly sticks to Fang Xingjian's body like armor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It didn't seem to make a difference, but Tyrant had devoured the body of a demigod with a double consummation, and after integrating into Fang Xingjian's body, it directly enabled Fang Xingjian to extract the power of those 1440 specialty seeds.

With this merger, Fang Xingjian only felt that endless power emerged from the void, and the qi and blood in his body were rushing as if it were a great river of the Yangtze River.

At this moment, Fang Xingjian felt that his physical strength seemed to have increased tenfold and hundredfold all of a sudden, and endless power emerged from the specialized seeds in his flesh, making him feel extremely happy.

With a slight step under his feet, there were waves of air in the air, and his whole person had flown out for a distance of ten kilometers, and he stepped out again, accompanied by the thunder sound of his body cutting through the air, and the whole person had come to a height of thousands of meters.

"Sure enough, after you and I merged, my physical strength grew wildly, even above the average double consummation demigod. ”

"My physical strength has been greatly improved, and with my original sword cultivation, my combat power on Earth has also become stronger. ”

"But...... I want to be stronger. ”

Thinking of his opponent this time, Fang Xingjian's heart ignited with surging negative emotions, no matter what kind of tricks the opponent used in this battle, what kind of arrangement he made, he would not allow himself to fail.

At this moment, the close-fitting Tyrant said, "Okay, let's unfit first." ”

"Huh?" Fang Xingjian said, "Don't you get used to it anymore?"

"Adapt to the ghost. Tyrant said angrily: "You try to be with a man all over your body, no, I'm going to vomit......"

"Hmm, where are you vomiting in this state now?"

"I don't know either, but I feel like I can't help it. ”

......

In the sky, Fang Xingjian looked at the ground under his feet, and fell into deep contemplation, he was condensing the seed of expertise all the time, and he was also constantly tempering the will of martial arts.

But if you want to make a qualitative improvement in your combat effectiveness in the next month, it is too late to use ordinary methods.

At this moment, Fang Xingjian's eyes suddenly flashed slightly, and he looked at a street dozens of kilometers away.

On the street, dozens of outlaws armed with machetes forced a teenager into a corner.

The bearded man at the head shouted: "Boy, do you know who is covering this street and dares to spoil our good deeds? If we don't take you an arm today, we won't be in this street in the future." ”

The young man said angrily: "A group of thieves stealing things, who can't take care of it? You had better think clearly, stealing things is not a punishment, if you dare to cut me today, all of you will go to jail!"

"Yo, boy, you're crazy. ”

"Cut him! Let's see if he dares to be so crazy. ”

"If you want him to have a hand, he will know that he is afraid. ”

In an instant, more than a dozen people rushed up, and under the chaotic knife, the young man barely resisted a few times, and was already covered in blood, and the next moment a machete fell towards his front door, obviously trying to kill him at all.

Facing the knife that fell on his face, the boy's mind suddenly went blank, and an unprecedented fear filled his brain, paralyzing his body, his muscles twitching, and the blood flowing all over his body at high speed.

But the next moment, the long knife broke, and Fang Xingjian was already standing in front of him.

None of the people present could see clearly how Fang Xingjian appeared in front of them, and it was impossible for these low-level little people to know who Fang Xingjian was.

The bearded man was shocked, "Who are you?

Fang Xingjian didn't look at him, just turned his head to look at the young man, feeling the horror in his heart.

"This is the fear between life and death, and probably the greatest fear of human beings. ”

The bearded man looked at Fang Xingjian like this, and said with a sneer: "Another pretending to be forced, brothers hack him to death!"

But in the next moment, a cold sword intent swept by, and the sound of the machete falling to the ground was endless, and all the knife hands had turned into vegetative people and fell to the ground.

The bearded man screamed as if he had met a ghost, and fell to his knees with a bang, where did he not know that he had met a master: "Big ...... Big...... My lord, please spare my life. ”

But when he raised his eyes, there was still a trace of Fang Xingjian, and then he felt a pain in his chest, and he didn't know when there was already a big hole in his chest, and the blood was desperately coming out like tap water.

Feeling the fear of the bearded man before he died, a kind of realization rose in Fang Xingjian's heart.

'If I want to further temper my martial will, I'm afraid I can only rely on the fear between life and death. ’

What is the most terrifying thing in the world? Different people may have different opinions, but the most common answer is probably death.

It's the instinct of living beings, the instinct of human beings, the thing that everyone is most unwilling to face, but which they can't help but face.

In the next month, Fang Xingjian began all kinds of attempts, with only one purpose, to be close to death, to force his potential with the threat of death, to further hone his will, and to completely complete his fifth sword of slaying gods.

At first, he put himself in danger, he fell from a height of 100,000 meters, and directly smashed a large crater.

He went tens of thousands of meters deep into the trench at the bottom of the sea alone, in the pitch-black depth, facing the terrifying water pressure to hone his swordsmanship.

He jumped into the volcanic magma, went deep into the ground, and watched as the rock layers devoured him little by little, squeezing himself.

He soaked himself in liquid nitrogen, feeling his body temperature drop little by little, and his heart beat slower and slower.

He didn't notify anyone to assist him, because then he would lose the test of the threat of death.

After that, the forces on Earth could no longer make him feel dangerous, and he took a different approach.

......

He wandered around the battlefield, watching bullets and shells take life after shell.

"Who are you!" a soldier looked at Fang Xingjian walking on the battlefield like a ghost and shouted, "Stop, don't move!"

But in the next moment, Fang Xingjian had disappeared in front of his eyes, just like a real ghost.

He came to the slum and looked at the numb, desperate eyes, and watched the emaciated figures fall on the hospital bed, calmly facing death.

An old man stared blankly at the sudden Fang Xingjian in front of him, watching the other party floating slightly on the ground, a trace of sword light behind him wrapped around him like wings, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you an angel?"

Looking at the old man's last smile, Fang Xingjian dissipated into the air.

Witness death, witness death, observe death.

In the last few days, the death qi on Fang Xingjian's body became heavier and heavier, and his whole person looked like a ghost from the netherworld, coming to one hospital after another, watching as lives continued to pass away every day.

Anger, despair, fear, flatness, numbness, death, everyone shows a different attitude.

It wasn't until the last day before the time of the war that Fang Xingjian came to a dilapidated hospital, found an empty hospital bed and lay down.

In the past month, he has tried a lot, seen a lot, experienced a lot, and has a special experience of death.

But it's always a little bit off.

Fang Xingjian knew that it was time to go further.

When he entered the hospital, no one seemed to be able to see him, and no one asked him why he was lying in the hospital bed.

Fang Xingjian just lay on the hospital bed and slowly closed his eyes.

This time, he will face death himself.

At the moment when he closed his eyes, his breathing became slighter and slighter, his heart beat more and more slowly, and finally his whole person seemed to have completely lost his breath and turned into a cold stone. (To be continued.) )