Miyamoto Annihilation listened to Zhang Yan's words, but he laughed, nodded happily and said, "As Brother Zhang wishes, he is indeed a fool." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then reacted in an instant: If Miyamoto is a fool, isn't he the Niu B he is facing!

Before Zhang Remnant could justify himself again, Miyamoto Extinction smiled and said, "Brother Zhang should be on the road!"

As soon as the words fell, Miyamoto Annihilation seemed to be transformed into a divine bird phoenix at this time, and once again with the momentum of Wan Jun, he slapped three palms in succession with one hand, and came towards Zhang Yanbang with a superimposed momentum.

The reason why Zhang Chuan wanted to fight the battle of words was actually to buy some time for himself to stabilize the true qi that was disturbed by Miyamoto's annihilation. However, how tricky is Miyamoto's eyesight to destroy the sky, how can he let Zhang Chuan do what he wants?

After seeing the injury clearly, he naturally would not let Zhang Yan be killed by Miyamoto Annihilation, and shouted: "Your Highness thinks too much!"

Wan Yan first made a loud voice to prove his existence, and then brandished a pair of heavy hammers to rise from the ground and smashed towards Miyamoto's heart. Given that Wan Yan has already been reminded before the shot, it is not exactly a sneak attack.

I saw that after the face injury, the first to come, a pair of heavy hammers overturned the mountains and seas, and a hurricane roared, rolling towards Miyamoto to destroy the sky.

Besides, Zhang Yan, facing the three palm winds that sealed any of his dodge space, knew that he could not avoid it. However, the more this is the case, the more we know that there must be no chaos at this moment. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yu precipitated his mind, and in a calm and calm state of mind, he successfully collected a trace of scattered true qi. Immediately after that, Zhang Zhi's thumb poked out, and he shot out a finger of Zen's qi veins with a "snort".

One finger of Zen, specializing in breaking the true qi of the inner family.

After a muffled sound, Zhang Yan was shocked, and although he successfully broke Miyamoto's palm wind, he was still shocked and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhang Yan half-knelt down, his whole body was weak, and he had no ability to fight back.

If Miyamoto destroys the sky and ignores the heavy hammer of the face injury, he will naturally kill Zhang Yan in the palm of his hand.

But in the world, who dares to let the hammer of the face hurt hit the back of the heart?

All the people who thought that Miyamoto would change his way to save him, the author was embarrassed to slap this kind of person in the face.

Miyamoto Destroying the Sky really didn't dodge or dodge, only heard a muffled sound of "bang", and the pair of heavy hammers simply smashed neatly on Miyamoto's heart.

Zhang Yan faced Miyamoto's face, and clearly saw a trace of dead ashes flashing on his face, and clearly saw that he was almost absurd and smashed to death by a hammer with a complete face injury!

Zhang Zhan couldn't accept this fact for a while!

Seeing that Miyamoto was smashed by this hammer and was able to come towards him at a faster speed, he was about to kick his corpse away. At this moment, Zhang Chuan suddenly had a hint of alarm in his heart, and then watched in horror as Miyamoto Annihilated his whole body trembled, and opened a pair of cold-blooded and murderous eyes.

A gray mist shrouded Miyamoto's two palms, which slapped unceremoniously towards Zhang Yan's forehead.

Zhang Yan was so frightened at this moment that he couldn't resist in a hurry, and he couldn't resist it, after all, the true qi in his body was now rampaging in his body, and he couldn't control it at all.

In a hurry, he could only struggle to raise a pair of fleshy palms and barely lift them above his head.

With a loud bang, Zhang Yan spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his feet were slapped by this palm on the head, directly stepping on the thick green bricks under his feet, and directly drilling into the ground, until he sank to his knees!

Zhang Chuan only felt that the bones of his whole body were crushed by this palm, not only that, but the gray mist that shrouded Miyamoto's Heaven Destroying Palms instantly drilled into Zhang Remnant's body and merged into Zhang Remnant's Eight Strange Meridians.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Yan knew that the fog was actually a cold dead air without humanity.

Miyamoto didn't know how to use to "die" and come back to life, and successfully "borrowed" all the dead qi into Zhang Yan's body.

It was dark in front of him, and Zhang Yan lost consciousness.

There was borderless darkness and silence all around, no wind, no temperature, and no light.

Zhang Yan couldn't hear his own breathing, couldn't hear his heartbeat, couldn't feel any temperature, he couldn't even feel himself!

Is this death?

Zhang Zhan didn't have much fear, or strictly speaking, he seemed to have completely lost any emotion.

No sorrow, no joy, no worries, no death, no life, no injury and no suffering.

But there is a little bit of curiosity: after I die, will anyone shed tears for themselves?

Thinking about it, I'm afraid there are only two people: Xiao Yu'er and Wan'er.

Although he guessed that there were probably only these two people, Zhang Yan didn't feel that he had failed as a man, but felt that after a person died, even if one person sincerely shed tears for you, it was really not in vain.

When I think of this, my heart is calm. He felt like he had closed his eyes, after all, it didn't make a difference whether he opened or closed his eyes, it was all this eternal darkness anyway.

Then he felt a faint suction force coming from under him. Although this force is ridiculously weak, Zhang Remnant at this moment, the entire "body" that can no longer be felt, is so light that he can't break free at all.

Zhang Zhan didn't know why he knew, anyway, he had such a glimmer of realization for no reason: when he was absorbed by this power and could see the light, he was really officially dead!

It's funny, isn't it possible that darkness is a manifestation of the true condition of existence, and light represents eternal life after death?

"Brother Zhang just let death pull him away?"

A familiar low and pleasant voice made Zhang Yan's eyes light up, and he saw Chuantian, who was not as handsome as a human being, and seemed to "emerge" in front of his eyes from nothing.

"Brother Chuan!" said Zhang Yan in surprise and surprise.

Chuantian smiled and said: "You are not dead yet, use your perseverance to open your eyes again!"

The next moment, Zhang Yan only felt that the world was spinning, and then what followed was a sharp pain that made him clear and extremely straightforward.

"Hmmm......"

Under the severe pain, Zhang Yan couldn't help but let out a moan.

When he regained consciousness, he regretted that his intestines were blue: if he knew that the pain was so intense, it was better to die so completely!

Feeling like a mountain was pressing on his eyelids, Zhang Yan tried his best to open his eyes, but he was so tormented by pain that he didn't have any strength at all, how could he shake the weight of this mountain. In the midst of unspeakable suffering, he could only use his constant hum-huh-huh, and this low, weak moan, to show his sharp pain that went directly into the bone marrow at the moment.

Zhang Yan, who was half-awake, longed for himself to fall into a coma again at this time, because in this way, he might not have to endure the torture of severe pain all the time.

However, the sad thing is that under such intense pain, his consciousness was convulsed too clearly, and how could he fall into a coma as he wished, so that he could avoid the infliction of pain!

Zhang Zhan felt that he had experienced a long and eternal time, and finally at a certain moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

At first, there was a blur, so that he could not see any clear vision in front of him. Fortunately, after a few short breaths, Zhang Yan slowly saw the world that had survived for twenty years.

When Zhang Yan took in the surroundings, he saw Xiaohui's face.

Moaning again, Zhang Yan said in a low voice: "I'm not dead, you're very disappointed." ”

After saying that, a more intense pain struck, and finally, Zhang Yan fainted with happiness: he could finally get rid of this kind of pain that killed someone!