Monster.

This is Zheng Zhe's feelings.

Although Zheng Zhe had already understood the approximate strength comparison between him and the clone before the fight, he couldn't imagine that he was actually injured like this...... That guy is even stronger than Zhang Jie in the fourth mile of death!

Zhang Jie's telekinesis can almost be said to have no dead ends, and his subtle-level control power is even more exquisite, but the black flame used by the clone is even more terrifying than Zhang Jie's double-A-level telekinetic power in terms of control and power...... And unlike Zhang Jie, who was physically weak at that time, the clone was still superior to Zheng Zha, who had now unlocked the fourth-order gene lock, both in terms of physical strength and nerve reaction speed!

- How the is this fighting?

Seeing that the black flame that had been beaten into sparks had regathered back to the side of the clone, Zheng Zha's heart couldn't help but feel heavy. Even after only three moves, he could understand that his clone had taken a very different path than his.

If Zheng Zha is one step at a time, he will steadily unlock the genetic lock; Accumulate energy step by step and cultivate the energy circulation system; If you delve into your own skills, practice your moves, and go hand in hand in all aspects, then the clone will be running all the way on the road to unlocking the genetic lock, regardless of the demons or teammates...... He only needs to keep raising his gene lock level to be able to gain incomparably powerful power!

"Do you feel it? That's the gap between you and me. ”

The clone Zheng Zha stood in the air, the black flame in his hand was constantly changing, sometimes turning into a giant sword, sometimes into other shapes, but finally it was fixed on the exact same style as the purple thunder knife in Zheng Zha's hand, turning into a black flame long knife: "When you unlock the fourth-order gene lock, you can completely control every power in your body, and freely control your own genes, no matter what self-created skills are easy to ......"

Before the words fell, Zheng Zha only felt a sense of danger coming suddenly, and without thinking, he raised the Purple Thunder Knife to block upward, just blocking the blow of the clone, and the speed did not even keep up with his vision.

"Do you think that if you unlock the fourth-order genetic lock, you can think that you can match me?"

The deep and suppressed inky flames licked Zheng Zha's skin wantonly, making his throat thirsty, the flame trench coat was already doing its best to protect the wearer's body, without the defense brought by the combination of this armor and red flame, I am afraid that even the body of the fourth-order gene lock optimization would be cracked by this scorching heat, and then incinerate.

But unlike the heat on the surface of the body, the clone's words are more like cold ice, in which lies the eternal flame: "If there is not enough strength, then everything is in vain!" ”

The pitch-black long knife suddenly exerted force, and it contained a huge force far exceeding thousands, or even tens of thousands of tons, and the wanton black flames were like a crazy sea tide, opening their teeth and claws to devour Zheng Zha whole.

The deep purple broadsword forged by thunder burst out with a roar that resounded through the sky at this time, and Zheng Zha, who couldn't help but take a few steps back, tried his best to use subtle power to resolve the violence coming from the knife, and two mounds of dirt were piled up behind his heels, and the ground within a radius of a kilometer sank a few centimeters in an instant.

- Fracture of the tendon in the arm.

Under the fourth-order gene lock, Zheng Zha understood his physical condition for the first time, although the genes in his body were constantly being optimized, it was still difficult to resist the blade of the replicant.

It's not mother-in-law's time.

Even though under the scorching black flame, the tyrannical desire in his heart has never been higher, but Zheng Zha understands that now it is really a crisis, and if he doesn't turn on the "explosion", death will be his end...... But even in such a dangerous situation, Zheng Zhe somehow has a sense of self-confidence, confident that he can be under the "explosion", and he will not be swallowed up by the demons.

The blood energy in the brain erupted like a torrent, rushing down like a monstrous waterfall, and directly colliding with the internal force of the dantian part at the heart. Zheng Zha's eyes were even more bloody, and his strength was also several times greater in an instant, and he directly overwhelmed the power of his clone!

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the incomparably violent, like a dragon's roar, the blood in Zheng Zha's body rushed and roared, and the killing and violence buried in the deepest part of the gene were all released through the collision of two completely opposite energies, he waved the knife with one hand, and the surging power suddenly opened the moment of astonishment, as if he had never thought that someone could explode such a powerful clone in an extreme way to hurt himself, and the ink-colored long knife collapsed into a little black flame, and at the same time, Zheng Zha did something that he would not do at all in a state of sanity.

A heavy punch, straight out!

A punch wrapped in thick and blazing blood-colored flames, under full force, blasted straight out towards the chest and abdomen of the clone Zheng Zha!

Carrying the killing intent and the feeling of being pressed and beaten for so long, Zheng Zhe's right fist hit the body of the clone directly. This seemingly simple punch contains incomparably huge power and subtle skills, it is like a miniature nuclear bomb exploding in the air, but the incomparable light and heat that distorts space is restrained by this extreme punch, sweeping the terrible blood color to form a pillar of fire that rises to the sky, and the impact of breaking through the speed of sound makes the surrounding air wave a scorching wave of air, accompanied by a large area of yellow sand rolling, forming a cone-shaped cloud.

This blow came too quickly and too suddenly, even the clone Zheng Zha didn't have time to dodge, and was hit head-on by this punch, and the whole person was blown away a hundred meters away.

Zheng Zhe gasped for breath, he shook his head violently, and only then did he barely maintain his self-consciousness in a blood-red vision, but then there was a sharp pain in his right fist...... On top of the right fist wrapped around the red flame, there was a black flame burning, engulfing the red flame bit by bit, burning.

But Zheng Zhe didn't care about this little thing, he just took a deep breath and shook his fist hard. Under the effect of the subtle force, Red Flame and Black Flame were thrown to the ground by his action at the same time, leaving a burning wound on his hand.

"That's right, I'm right, don't you also have this tyrannical nature in your heart?"

In a cloud of smoke and dust, the clone Zheng Zhe walked out slowly, there seemed to be a shallow fist mark on his chest, but it was quickly filled by Hei Yan, and he himself sneered and said: "That's it, kill everything, destroy everything, you don't need any partners, the people who stay around you are only the strong people who have the same level of strength as you, and the rest will only be weak people who are afraid of your strength." ”

"Let all men fear you, dare not disobey you, surrender before you, for you to drive, just like me......"

“…… I'm not like you. ”

Zheng Zhe exhaled a long breath, and then took a deep breath, as if replenishing the energy in his body from the air around him, and as if he was strengthening his confidence: "I will never become like you, and take killing as my creed...... My power is gained with the help of my partners, and I will use it with my own faith! ”

"And my companions who share life and death will also defeat the other demon team members who are afraid of your power!"

(End of chapter)