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Twenty seconds is only a few breaths.

But enough for Zhao Ying.

He had to deal with the other party in twenty seconds.

And in these twenty seconds, he will gather all his strength and deliver a fatal blow.

As for whether the opponent can be killed, it depends on this final blow.

Bang!

Zhao Ying carried the quasi-magic weapon Fang Tian's painting halberd behind him, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, a black dagger quietly appeared in his palm, and was held tightly by him.

At this moment, in his eyes, two mysterious black tripods were surging with an inexplicable fluctuation.

It's willpower.

He was all in his eyes.

Suddenly, within ten meters, he could see the flow of all the breath clearly, as if there were invisible lines, vines in the void space, this is the flow trajectory of the air flow.

Pregnant!

Zhao Ying's eyes lit up, and through the capture of willpower, he completely dialysed the surrounding airflow trend, and according to the trend of the airflow, he instantly analyzed the trajectory of Long Langjun in the next second.

Although the willpower he created was still in its infancy, it was too immature to attack the half-step Extreme Realm, but it was enough to gain insight into the surrounding environment and analyze data.

Brush!

He slowly raised his right arm, the dagger that was enough to sharpen the iron of clay, and it kept spinning in the palm of his hand. At the same time, he mobilized the bones in his body, and all the strength in his flesh and blood was condensed on his right arm.

The body leaned back slightly, and the black dings in his eyes were boiling, as if he wanted to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and imprint all things in the heavens and the earth.

Among them, a spatial point was beating, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a shadow, which was the data analyzed according to the flow of breath caused by Long Langjun's high-speed movement, and it was also the place where he was about to reach next.

Zhao Ying's eyes lit up. At the moment when the space point appeared in the depths of his eyes, the black dagger in Zhao Ying's hand was violently projected out by him.

If there is a peerless old monster who has comprehended the laws of space in the depths, he will definitely be extremely shocked, and the trajectory of Zhao Ying's black dagger is almost moving at a certain node intertwined with countless air currents.

And that node is very secretive, unless it is a peerless old monster who has cultivated the laws of space, it is impossible for ordinary people to catch it.

It's all about the laws of space.

It is simply impossible for ordinary practitioners to do this.

But at this moment, Zhao Ying captured it instantly through willpower, and delivered the strongest blow accurately.

Bang la blah.

A wave of air exploded, and the sound of breaking the sky suddenly sounded.

I saw that above the sky, there seemed to be a black meteor shower piercing the night sky, illuminating the entire land.

At this moment, whether it was those who had been paying attention, or some trialists who were busy looking for divine weapons, they all raised their heads at this moment, and when they saw that the black air flow seemed to be an indestructible blade, cutting through the void and cutting through all obstacles, their faces couldn't help but show a look of horror.

What a strong blow.

The power of this blow is probably comparable to the strongest blow of the pinnacle-level perfect foundation, right?

Many people are secretly speechless. Shocked.

Moving at high speed in front of him, after hearing the system prompt for only twenty seconds, Long Langjun, who was usually extremely calm, couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Since his debut, he has been invincible, in the same level, except for the Emperor Tian who made him feel suffocated, he has not been defeated in the same rank, in his world, except for the Emperor Tian, there is no one in his eyes, even those who are strong in the extreme realm, he believes that as long as he is given time, he can also defeat.

But such a proud and confident person feels extremely aggrieved and ashamed today.

A cultivator who just had no time to build a foundation, not even a perfect foundation, in normal times, he didn't even bother to look at the ants, but today in front of countless people, he hit him hard, and chased him for more than half an hour, more than a hundred miles.

This is a great disgrace.

He had never experienced anything like this in his life.

Even if it was that battle of the same rank, the first time in his life that he lost to Lord Ditian, he was convinced and did not feel ashamed.

What kind of demonic figure is Emperor Tian? Even if you look at the past and the present and the future, it is definitely the most top-notch group of people, just like the rebirth of the Emperor of Heaven, which cannot be judged by common sense.

Suddenly, he felt creepy, and in an instant, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, his scalp was about to explode, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

At this moment, he felt as if a pair of invisible eyes appeared in the void, and under these eyes, everything about him was seen through, without the slightest secret.

This feeling is very inexplicable, and it suddenly came, making his heart tremble and cold to the bones, just like that battle with Lord Ditian, everything about him, in the eyes of Lord Ditian, was nakedly exposed.

This time, how similar it was to that time. The same makes people feel terrifying and helpless.

The moment his sense of crisis rose. He instinctively volleyed to the right.

Poof!

Blood splattered three feet high.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring intently into the sky.

I saw that a black dagger pierced through Long Langjun's abdomen and back, piercing his body, and blood splashed from his body like a fountain.

Immediately, Long Langjun's body, like a meteorite outside the sky, turned into a straight line at a faster speed and fell downward.

Zhao Ying didn't make another move, at this moment, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and a trace of exhaustion appeared on his delicate face. He glanced at Long Langjun, who was falling to the ground rapidly, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

"It's not a loss to Long Langjun, even though he has been seriously injured, he can still avoid the vital point, it seems that he is destined to escape today. ”

Bang!

At this moment, a powerful aura came from afar, sweeping through the area, enveloping a radius of ten miles.

Everyone felt this amazing aura, and everyone trembled in shock, and their faces were shocked, which was instinct from the soul.

Even some half-step extreme realms, under this breath, their bodies trembled with fear, and it was difficult for them to help themselves.

The one who felt the most was Zhao Ying.

At this moment, he only felt as if he was being targeted by a peerless beast that had broken through time and space from ancient times, his body was cold, and his hairs exploded.

It seemed that if he looked at it twice, his soul would explode.

"It's time! Teleportation, destination, wilderness!"

At this time, in his mind, the voice of the system sounded. Zhao Ying's body gradually faded, and he was about to leave this world.

At the last moment, he saw a man in white staring at him.

The man's gaze was incomparably deep, and in his eyes, the divine light was shining, like two rounds of the sun, incomparably hot, as if a pair of eyes were enough to burn the entire heaven and earth.

That kind of power has penetrated deep into the soul, even if it is him, even if he looks at it more, he feels that his soul will fall into hell forever.

He had never seen such a powerful man.

Even Sikong Ming, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Void Pattern Realm, and was almost about to step into the Blood Pattern Realm, had never caused him such terrifying pressure. (To be continued.) )