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Nian Yang only felt a strong tingling pain, and his entire body was lifted into the air. Shanpula deliberately lowered the temperature of his palm every day, and the belated pain reached Nian Yang's brain, and he burst out with a terrible scream, almost fainting.

How could Shanpra let the plaything in front of him die so easily? He stretched out a finger with his oblique mouth, constantly stimulating the various acupoints in Nian Yang's body. Each of his fingers contained an extremely strong high temperature, and it seemed that it was touched lightly, but it burned out terrifying holes in Nian Yang's body. Nian Yang's body was constantly twisted under the stimulation of pain, but he couldn't survive or die.

"Haha, hahaha. Shanpra's expression was hideous and terrifying, but he couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart, and he burned Nianyang's whole body red.

"Hold on, boy. The old ghost of the sword spirit controlled Tai'a to slash towards Shanpula every day, but he was easily controlled by him and forcibly blocked Tai'a's actions. Nian Yang's will was weakened, and he could no longer control the second stage of the body sword technique, and Tai'a Jian returned to its usual appearance and fell on the beach.

Shanpula stopped attacking every day, holding the dying Nian Yang with one hand. The gap in strength was so large that he didn't even have a chance to resist. He wanted to call out to the hideous, to use the abilities in his body, but he had no strength left, nothing he could do but look at the terrifying face in front of him.

"I thought you were something special. "You've disappointed me so much, hehe, you don't even have the right to beg for mercy." It must feel hard to want revenge and be powerless, but that's what your people have done to us, powerless, desperate, struggling. We are a bunch of avengers, and we will kill all of you, and we will make you pay with blood! Come to your senses!"

Shanpura clenched his fist with one hand every day, and a huge flame ignited his fist. "Fire Fist!"

This blow was aimed at Nianyang's heart.

At this moment, there was only one thought in Nian Yang's mind, it was over.

At that moment, everything around me seemed to stop. Even the flames on Shanpula's body stopped swaying.

Shanpura's confident face is a sign of what is to come. This powerful punch was about to pierce Nian Yang's chest in the next second.

"Swap?"

A distant and deep voice appeared in Nian Yang's ears.

"Who? Who are you?" Nian Yang had never felt so fear.

"Swap your life for my strength. ”

"Why, who are you?" Nian Yang cried out in his heart, but what he was waiting for was the same question.

"Do you want power? to change or not to change. ”

"Change!" Nian Yang knew that he couldn't defeat the strong enemy in front of him, even though the voice was full of weirdness, he still craved strength. "As long as I can defeat these people, no matter what!

"Huh. The distant sound faded away, but time stood still. Suddenly, Nian Yang felt as if his body had exploded, and the ice flowers were running rapidly, causing every blood vessel in his body to be covered with ice. And his own consciousness seems to be imprisoned in a small universe and can never be separated from it.

The black hole in the purple gold beast arm in his body suddenly expanded, as if it was about to swallow the entire small universe, Nian Yang didn't know what was going on, and shouted fiercely but couldn't get any response. In the next second, his consciousness and everything in the small universe fell into chaos, and he didn't know anything.

And when time passed again, Shanpula punched every day but hit nothing. Just when Shanpula was surprised every day, Nian Yang appeared directly in front of him. He once again held the ancient long sword in his hand, and smoke was rising all over his body, and his injured body was healing quickly, but where the wound healed, it was the light of ice that shone brightly.

"What's it?" Shanpra frowned every day, and couldn't imagine how Nian Yang could get out of his control. Looking at Nian Yang again, his expression was cold and scary. And on his face, the ice was condensing slightly, and in less than a moment, an ice mask was formed, carving a strange skeleton appearance.

Behind the hollow mask, a pair of blue eyes suddenly appeared, shining with a strange light.

"Kill, there is no forgiveness. ”

A hoarse voice rang out from behind the mask.