"Very good...... It seems that you have chosen your own way of dying for yourself. ”

The instantaneous prediction was not wrong, the moment the clone Zheng Zha saw Zheng Zha, there was only one figure left in his world.

The captain of the demon team controlled the Green Goblin skateboard to make an emergency stop in mid-air, and then took it back to the ring, and then the whole person spread his bat wings and was in mid-air, looking down at Zheng Zhe who was living on the top floor of a building, and said through gritted teeth: "I've been waiting for this moment......

"I've been waiting for this moment to meet you!"

Every time the clone Zheng Zha said a word, the killing intent on his body was a little stronger, and there was also an unimaginable sense of tyranny in it.

In just two sentences, there is a lot of anger and hatred.

Of course, hatred can only produce new hatred, but hatred is also the biggest driving force, which is why the clone Zheng Zha can become so strong. And when he saw Zheng Zha with his own eyes, the black flames surrounding the surface of the replica Zheng Zha actually showed some signs of uncontrollability.

"Although looking at you, it is obvious that you have a deep hatred for me......"

Facing the killing intent of the clone Zheng Zha, even Zheng Zha felt suffocated, but he was not only experienced in a hundred battles, but also initially overcame the tyrannical consciousness in the depths of his heart, and said in a calm tone at this moment: "But I don't understand, what did I do to make you hate me so much." ”

The appearance in front of him is almost identical to him, except that from the left side of his face to the right corner of his mouth, he has an extremely hideous centipede scar, and he not only has the determination to kill, but also has an unimaginable tyrannical aura...... This tyrannical aura was extremely similar to the demonic killing intent he had been exposed to, but it was much more terrifying.

Aside from the scar on their faces, the two looked almost identical, but no one could mistake them for the same person. For no other reason, the momentum between the two is completely different...... If Zheng Zha is a veteran of a hundred battles who has experienced countless battles, then the clone Zheng Zha is an abyss demon who crawled out of hell!

Moreover, in the black flames that surrounded his body, Zheng Zha clearly felt resentment like a pitch-black abyss, with countless remnants of life surrounding his side, and the wails of some powerful souls were accompanied by them.

It seemed to be like stars hanging in the night sky, each of which was actually a soul that should have been immortal, but at this moment it was burned to pieces, and it was tortured in great pain all the time. They were filled with unwillingness, helplessness, and resentment, but the more the negative emotions born from these immortal soul fragments surged, the more the black flame burned, as if it was fueled by negative emotions in the first place.

Zheng Zha didn't understand what divinity was, and he didn't understand under what circumstances these fragments of divinity were captured by the clone Zheng Zha and became fuel for the flames. But he could understand that the plural Fourth Order had died at the hands of his own clones...... This clone standing across from him had really killed the other fourth-order!

It's just that Zheng Zhe's hand holding the knife did not waver.

Zheng Zhe, who had also experienced the power of the fourth-order gene lock, understood what kind of state his replica was in at the moment, and he was simply expressing his doubts: "It was in the last horror movie that I learned from Zhang Jie that I would be copied to the Demon Team...... And the two of us should not have any intersection. ”

"There is no intersection...... Hehe. ”

Listening to Zheng Zha's words, the black flames on the clone Zheng Zha's body actually showed signs of losing control in an instant, and even Zheng Zha, who was wearing a flame trench coat, could feel the compelling heat wave, almost burning the air within a radius of 100 meters, and this was just an accidental leak of his strength.

At this level alone, a wail that was not like a human voice came from the black flame, which contained endless pain, despair and resentment, so that after the black flame swelled for another point, it was completely annihilated...... And the splinters of light that shone brightly extinguished several in unison.

- That is the last trace left by a certain Egyptian god of the Nine Pillars in the world.

The clone Zheng Zha didn't care about the god afterglow that had passed away a long time ago, and after a very short silence, he spoke again: "...... yes, we really didn't cross paths, and you never did anything to me. ”

“…… So why are you? ”

This is the answer that Zheng Zha never imagined, there is no intersection, how can there be hatred? It's just that the clone Zheng Zha said the next moment: "It is precisely because you didn't do anything that I must kill you......"

"Seeing that you don't understand anything, but you can happily play a game of playing with your teammates in this incomparably cruel main god space, I will definitely kill you!"

With a bang, before Zheng Zha's nerves could react, his body made a move first. The fourth-order gene lock was opened in an instant, and at the same time that his eyes became blood-red, Zheng Zha's purple thunder knife blocked horizontally, blocking the oncoming Black Flame Giant Sword. Although the huge force carried by the sword made him slightly shorter, it did not prevent Zheng Zhe at this time from receiving the blow of his clone in a harmless way!

"Fourth-order genetic locks."

The clone Zheng Zhe also clenched the end of the Black Flame Great Sword with both hands, he tilted his head, and there seemed to be some kind of change in his tone: "I actually came to this point...... Is it opened through the captain's certification? ”

"But at this time, you shouldn't be able to hear me anymore, after all, with your narrow means, you can't maintain consciousness in the demons at all......"

"Don't underestimate people, bastard."

The answer to him was Zheng Zha's somewhat trembling voice, under the protection of the flame windbreaker, the scorching black flame did not hurt half of his body, and under the blood-red eyes, the expression was still firm.

The muscles of his arms bulged suddenly, and with all his strength, the purple thunder knife slashed through a semicircular arc, fiercely pushing the black flame sword of the clone Zheng Zha: "Maybe at the beginning, this power was indeed certified by the captain, but now I can use it for my own purposes." ”

"Although I don't know what the 'measure' you always talk about, this power is the result of my companions' efforts to help me cultivate under all kinds of hardships......

Zheng Zhe, whose eyes were blood-red, but who thought clearly and spoke quite methodically, retorted: "If you can do it, why can't I do it?" ”

"Companions? Wouldn't it be more interesting? ”

The clone flapped its wings and looked down at Zheng Zha condescendingly, revealing a smile full of destruction and tyranny.

Just like Zheng Zha once said to Yang Yun when the Grim Reaper came to the fourth day, a first-class martial artist only needs eye contact to understand the other party's heart. At this time, Zheng Zhe also understood the reason why the other party did not continue to attack after experiencing the sudden blow just now, but stood in mid-air.

The results of your so-called "companion power" and your fourth-order genetic lock, which you seem to be proud of, are worthless in my eyes. Because the path you have traveled has been broken by me a long time ago.

And now I also have enough self-confidence to kill you here completely.

Come on, please me, I give you this chance...... Struggle as hard as you can, and then realize your insignificance in the face of my overwhelming strength.

This is the meaning in the eyes of the clone Zheng Zha, this guy's goal is not as simple as killing himself...... He wants to use the most cruel and vicious way to complete the revenge on the ontology!

Kill people, but also punish the heart!

- In this way, my clone, even if you say that you have a strength comparable to the fourth order intermediate level, I am afraid that you have not yet overcome the demons in your heart...... And your unexplained hatred for me may be a demon that you can't see through.

Objective gaps, exist.

It's just that this gap can't make Zheng Zha lose his determination and lose his fighting spirit.

Although he had been explained to "delay time" in an instant before, the moment he really saw his clone, Zheng Zha understood the resoluteness of the other party's killing intent, and would not give him any chance to communicate with words at all...... And Zheng Zhe himself is not like Yang Yun, who is so good at using words to hit the other party's self-confidence.

Words are better than swords and guns, but not anyone can hold them in their hands. At this moment, Zheng Zhe's choice is only to fight!

The purple thunder knife was clenched in his hand, the blood-colored flames ignited on the knife body, the thunder and the fire reflected each other, I saw a little under Zheng Zha's feet, and the whole person turned into a thunderbolt lightning, and the long knife slashed down towards the head of Zheng Zha, a replica in mid-air!

Purple Thunder Seven Strikes - Spring Thunderstorm!

There is no need for superfluous moves, nor complicated skills, the way of the knife is all about moving forward, and Zheng Zha's martial arts talent is enough to support him to realize the seven blows of purple thunder from the purple thunder knife that has accompanied Xin Bi'an for many years...... And this is why Yang Yun insisted on handing over the Purple Thunder Knife to Zheng Zhe, instead of leaving it to himself.

The muscles of the whole body are agitated, and the power of the steel is gathered in the knife, and the internal force that has undergone initial changes after heavy refining runs in the body, releasing majestic energy and transporting it to the limbs and hundreds of remains. At this time, Zheng Zhe was still unable to confidently maintain himself in the state of "explosion", so he did not use his full strength because he was worried...... But after experiencing the battle with Zhang Jie, the forging of the dragon's blood mixture and the extremely arduous training, Zheng Zha's knife is completely capable of shattering the mountain!

And yet—

"To that extent?"

It was as if the previous scene was a repetition, but the positions of the two sides of the battle were reversed, and the Black Flame Giant Sword also easily framed the blade of the Purple Thunder Knife, even more easily and more handily than what Zheng Zha had just done.

Instead of being short like Zheng Zha just now, and not even using two hands, Zheng Zha could see clearly that his clone seemed to just raise his right hand at will, and he steadily blocked his jumping slash. How much of the great power poured into the Purple Thunder Knife is more than a thousand tons? But when he was greeted by the clone Zheng Zha, this force disappeared as if out of thin air, and it did not affect him at all, and did not even change the frequency of the enemy's wings by the slightest.

No, it's not gone...... Instead, it was dispersed into the air by his subtle power!

Zheng Zhe was secretly shocked in his heart, just the unloading force of this hand made him unreachable. Zheng Zha is well aware of the strength of this skill, but he realizes that he has reached the so-called "bottleneck", no matter how he practices, there is still a corresponding limit...... And the replica in front of him has obviously been immersed in this path for a long time!

"I see...... I kind of know how your strength is developed. ”

Feeling the power in his hand, the corners of the clone Zheng Zhe's mouth opened again: "You have taken a trick, through the whole body repair of the main god space, so that you can continue to recover from the killing consciousness of unlocking the fourth-order gene lock, so as to become familiar with this power, right?" ”

Although Zheng Zha continued to pour the internal force in his body into the Purple Thunder Knife, the purple thunder and blood-colored flames on the knife body also swept towards the clone, but all the attacks were resisted by the black flame wrapped around the clone Zheng Zha's body, and there was no trace of it like a mud cow entering the sea.

Hearing this, Zheng Zha could only grit his teeth and say, "What's wrong!" Aren't you doing it this way? ”

"Ridiculous......"

The clone Zheng Zhe's tone was indifferent: "Only the weak will be affected by the tyrannical consciousness and get out of control, and my strength is far above yours, this desire to kill and destroy is not half as good as the emotions in my heart...... Guys who can't even overcome the mere sense of killing will only be like you, weak and pitiful! ”

Before the words fell, Zheng Zha's heart was alarmed, but the distance between the two was too close, and he only had time to subconsciously carry the "entangled armor", and saw behind the clone Zheng Zha, the black flame rose up, and in an instant, it turned into a black flame colorful tiger. The fierce tiger pounced in the air, and pressed his claws on Zheng Zha's purple thunder knife, pressing his whole person all the way to the ground......

"Boom!"

Blood spurted out, but it was scorched into nothingness by the black flames in a thousandth of a second. And a figure fell from the sky, like a fiery meteor, and the piercing sound of friction and the conflict of energy resounded in the sky, so that all the people on the battlefield now clearly saw that the figure falling from the sky broke through the two buildings at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, and smashed into the ground from the sky, leaving a huge crater.

The flame windbreaker could not completely resist the black flames of the clone, and under the full burst of energy, the embarrassed Zheng Zha struggled to swing the purple thunder knife, slashing the black flame tiger into a spark in the sky, and then turned over from the center of the landing point at the first moment. But his burned and tattered exterior and the burn marks engraved on the tempered flesh prove that Zheng Zhe has suffered a lot of losses under this blow.

Stabilizing his body, Zheng Zha deeply exhaled a breath of breath with the smell of blood, forcibly suppressed the tyrannical desire that re-emerged in the depths of his heart after being burned by the black flames, and looked up at his clone with extremely solemn eyes...... And the clone Zheng Zhe issued his own declaration indifferently.

"It's too weak."

"Your strength is not worth mentioning."

The word is like judgment.

(End of chapter)