The eighty-second chapter of the eighth volume is over
Yun Mouzi didn't expect Zhao Xin to be so cunning, when he thought that he was a poor donkey and wanted to pull a burial companion to attack the Eastern Emperor Dan, his actual target was himself, and when he thought he was going to kill him, their goal actually turned to break the void and re-establish the formation. Yun Mouzi didn't believe that Zhao Xin was playing on the spot, maybe his initial purpose was to destroy his formation.
"I'm going to tear your ...... apart" Yun Mouzi became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and at the same time, he was also raising his strength to the apex, and he was speeding up to intercept Zhao Xin with all his might. Because he also knew at this time that if he wanted to fight, Zhao Xin no longer had that ability, and even when he flew in the sky, he did not rely on his own strength, but with the help of other people's blows. Now Zhao Xin's intention is obvious, that is, to die together with Yun Mouzi's formation, no matter how much strength Zhao Xin has, but if it really self-destructs, the core of Yun Mouzi's broken and re-established formation is absolutely impossible to resist, so now Yun Mouzi can only intercept it.
"Is this you?" Looking at the scene in front of her, Donghuang Dan was already dumbfounded, she didn't know how much courage and perseverance Zhao Xin needed to do all this, but such a desperate approach, she asked herself that she would never be able to do it.
"For your own conjecture?" Zhizhi, who had already lost hope for survival, also used all her strength to get up and flee to a safer place when she saw Zhao Xin's actions, and at the same time, she was also full of grains in her heart.
"Boy, die......".
As Yun Mouzi guessed, Zhao Xin had almost lost ninety percent of his strength now, and even the remaining one percent was barely enough to keep him alive. With the power of the two attacks, Zhao Xin had done too many things desperately, but the momentum finally stopped, and in the face of Yun Mouzi, who was chasing with all his might, Zhao Xin still couldn't get faster than him, and only half a way later, Yun Mouzi had already caught up.
As if knowing that it was difficult for him to complete the heavy task, Zhao Xin couldn't help but stop his body, trying his best to support his body in the air not to fall, swaying and stabilizing his body, and turned around to face the rushing Yun Mouzi.
"Go die......" Seeing Zhao Xin, who was dying at this time, Yun Mouzi's anger had risen to the peak, not because of how strong the other party was, but in the face of this kind of IQ play, Yun Mouzi, who had always thought he could control the overall situation, was hit very hard in his heart, and for him, only by brutally killing Zhao Xin could he relieve the hatred in his heart.
"Flutter"
A stream of hot blood spilled in the air, and as one arm fell to the ground, a rain of blood also fell, and Zhao Xin's body finally couldn't bear so many injuries, and fell heavily from the air to the ground.
"Tick"
Yun Mouzi lowered his head and looked at the torn robe on his chest revealing a fingernail-sized, deep wound, which was left by Zhao Xin's "senseless" counterattack before.
"Before you die, you have to leave me a scar" Yun Mouzi waved his hand, and the insignificant wound recovered, looking at Zhao Xin, who had fallen to the ground and was no longer human, his eyes were cold enough to chill a person to death.
"It's over......" Donghuang Dan looked at Zhao Xin, whose chest on the ground had not fluctuated, and sighed secretly in his heart, no matter what, Zhao Xin, this man is the person Donghuang Dan admires the most in his life, and I believe that there will be no second one in the future, and today's final battle may be the most noteworthy thing in her life, which makes her understand how strong a man can be, even if life is gone, tenacious thoughts can also make people moved, and even feel afraid.
"Is it over?" Zhizhi, who was watching from a distance, felt a little unreal when she saw Zhao Xin's current situation, she didn't believe that Zhao Xin had fallen like this, but she could feel that Zhao Xin didn't even have the strength to sit up now. But despite this, she still didn't believe that Zhao Xin would fall now.
"Stand up, I'm sure you can, old man, little, cute sister, brother Huang...... We all believe that you can stand up" When talking about herself, Zhizhi paused, she didn't know what to call it, after all, she still had that attitude towards Zhao Xin before, but at this time Zhao Xin was her spiritual pillar, although Zhao Xin's death meant that she couldn't live, but she didn't think of herself now, she only had one belief, that is, to let Zhao Xin stand up.
Zhizhi's voice blew down the wind to the ears of several people, although the sound was not loud, but the kind of heartfelt scream could shake people's hearts. Yun Mouzi floated down, glanced at Zhizhi, stepped on Zhao Xin's head, and stepped into the soil alive.
"Poof" At the moment when Yun Mouzi withdrew his foot, countless arrows passed through Zhao Xin's body.
"Twenty years ago I trampled you under your feet, and now that you are resurrected, you are still the same fate, I want you to understand that there are people who are mountains that you will not be able to climb in your life."
"Stand up, don't you want to kill that devil and trample it under your feet? think of the people who died before, don't you want to avenge them?, did you just give up your conjecture?" Zhizhi still shouted loudly.
"It's really annoying, it seems that he still needs someone to accompany him" Yun Mouzi stepped on Zhao Xin's body, kicked it over with a reflexive look of disgust, and slowly walked towards Zhizhi.
Watching Yun Mouzi walk towards her, Zhizhi did not flinch, perhaps she also knew that with her own strength, she would never be able to escape from Yun Mouzi's clutches. As Yun Mouzi got closer and closer, Zhizhi's shouting became louder and louder, until his voice was hoarse.
"Don't shout?" Yun Mouzi stood still and looked at Zhizhi.
"Let's die...... Zhizhi used all his strength, waved his powder fist, and desperately hit Yun Mouzi.
"Smack" Yun Mouzi casually stretched out his hand, grabbed Zhizhi's fist, and wrapped it under his palm.
"It's too weak" Yun Mouzi shook his head, pulled his arm hard, pulled Zhizhi in front of him at once, and punched Zhizhi in the abdomen. Then she let go of her hand, and Zhizhi staggered back a few steps, and fell to her knees with a thud, raising her head and her eyes were bloodshot, obviously the punch had shattered her body.
"A realm master...... actually hit a child".
Suddenly, there was a taunt behind Yun Mouzi, and he slowly turned his head and found that Zhao Xin, who was dying before, didn't know when he got up at this time, although he was only half-kneeling, but this situation was enough to surprise the people present. Not only Yun Mouzi, but even Donghuang Dan was the same, she didn't notice when Zhao Xin got up at all.
"Wow"
Qi and blood surged, Zhao Xin suddenly spat out thick blood, the blood was mixed with minced meat, and at the same time, even the hole in his chest was constantly flowing with broken internal organs and black blood. At this time, Zhao Xin's facial features were already distorted, one eye had been beaten high and bulged, and he had completely lost the function of his eyes, and only relied on the other squinted eye to show a little essence and look at Yun Mouzi.
"Do you still want to fight me just because you're like this, maybe you can stand up first" Yun Mouzi smiled coldly, undisguised the contempt in his eyes.
"Dealing with you...... No...... It took Zhao Xin a long time to say a finished sentence, and slowly took out a square box stained with black blood from under his body.
"You ......" Yun Mouzi, who was still watching what Zhao Xin was going to do, contracted his pupils instantly when he saw the square box, and then saw Zhao Xin put the only remaining hand full of blood on the square box, and raised his hand to point to his chest, looking at Yun Mouzi fiercely.
Yun Mouzi lowered his head and touched his chest, as if he thought of something, and squeezed out two words from his mouth.
"Bastard".
Zhao Xin grinned, "It's over."