Chapter 25: Silver Hand dies, Zhao Ying appears
The silver hand was struggling, like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, but it was so powerless.
Why! ? Where is my glimmer of victory? !
Wang Xiaozhi kept suppressing Yin Zhizhi. Even if he was in good condition, Wang Xiaozhi was still a little stronger than Yin Zhizhi, but Yin Zhizhi didn't understand why he was so weak? Even if I was injured before, I shouldn’t be like this! Isn’t the red eye on the opposite side in bad shape? !
Victory after victory along the way, Silver Hand has never been prepared for death, and today he was not mentally prepared for death!
Silver Hand half-knelt, the constant loss of blood overwhelmed him. Silver Hand is the devil, a god-killer, a miracle accomplished by killing gods, but after all, he is not a god. He may have the power of a god, or he may have a god. Blessing, but after all, he is not a god. He is not a god who is beheaded but still stands upright. He is not a god who can be resurrected as long as he is being sung after being buried. He is not a god who is integrated with the laws of the world and remains immortal.
In the infinite near-death situation, the bloody butcher knife is about to fall. Are you going to die? No, Silver Hand explodes! People will always break through themselves in the face of death and fight back with speed and power that was not available in their heyday.
Rebound! The long sword bounced off the falling blood-red seedling knife and pierced Wang Xiaozhi's left chest at the fastest speed, delivering a fatal blow!
The main god's space has been strengthened in countless strange ways. Silver Hand, with his experience as a veteran and his analysis in battles, can guarantee that the heart is the key to the red-eyed madman opposite.
Wang Xiaozhi's face was full of pain.
Done! The corners of Yin Zhishou's mouth rose.
A roaring voice: "Feng Jue·Kamisha Lan!"
In counterattack, Wang Xiaozhi's left fist hit Silver Hand's arm with a violent whirlwind, tearing Silver Hand's arm which had almost zero defense due to pouring all the strength into the sword.
Silver Hand retreated in agony with blood splashing everywhere, but none of this could compare to the disbelief in his heart. Was his desperate counterattack at the risk of everything a miscalculation? !
Wang Xiaozhi took out the divine sword from Silver Hand and threw it aside along with the severed limb, "Ahem, victory is in my hands!"
Silver Hand: "Why?!"
Wang Xiaozhi would not answer him. He would not even think about answering the enemy's questions before he died. He wanted to win surely and quickly.
Wang Xiaozhi couldn't bear the sword blow, and the blade of the blood-red Miao knife became shorter. He stabbed the knife into his body with his backhand, and the blood knife continuously poured the stored power into his body.
Wang Xiaozhi obtained a weapon called [Holy] in a certain world, which is the blood knife and blood butterfly in his hand. The blood butterfly's ability is to fill, absorb a certain ability, release energy, and the stored blood is poured into Wang Xiaozhi's body to repair his scars. In the body with hundreds of holes, the blood energy stored by the blood butterfly is not too much. It was also consumed in the previous blood rage. At this time, it is just a small blood bottle to replenish the empty blood.
Blood Butterfly cannot be used for the time being, but his bare hands are quite strong. After all, he has learned the fourteen unique skills of protecting the country.
Fire Jue·Fire Flame Burning Steps
He instantly changed his speed to a gallop, his legs burning with blazing flames.
Thunder Fire Jue·Wrath of Heaven Strike
He jumped up and kicked a knight, this attack was the power of God, the sky was angry, extreme thunder and lightning burst into extreme flames.
Silver Hand was really going to die, but he still didn't understand. At the last moment, he could clearly see Wang Xiaozhi's heart beating in the wound opened by the Sword of Victory on Wang Xiaozhi's chest.
So that's it, I understand, I'm still too afraid of death, I should just stab him. . . .
Silver Hand didn't want to die, so he counterattacked first by deflecting the falling knife. Wang Xiaozhi judged the moment the blade was bounced and moved his heart away from its original position.
Wang Xiaozhi has always been born towards death. Wang Xiaozhi faced death more often than Yin Zhizhi. With a kick from the wrath of the sky, Yin Zhizhi died!
Wang Xiaozhi took a moment to kill the struggling Silver Hand and absorb his life force.
Next is 3V2.
Wrapped in thunder armor and fighting Silver Wings, Wang Jingyue's foreseeable future was not very good.
A black shadow sneaked into the battlefield at some unknown time. She launched an attack just when Wang Jingyue and others felt that victory was in sight.
A child-like giant with a grimace mask launched a fatal backstab at Wang Jingyue from behind.
I have foreseen this future!
Wang Jingyue quickly evaded and tried to kick out the whirlwind kick from behind. The child-faced giant was kicked away, but he could not avoid Yin Yi's sword. The two swords crossed and crossed, and the thunder armor was exploded, leaving a big bloody mark on Wang Jingyue's back. "X".
Wang Jingyue quickly counterattacked, and then the boy-faced giant came back and Wang Jingyue faced two people at the same time.
At this time, black mist surged around, and huge men with extremely strong bodies appeared one after another. Their arms were thicker than ordinary people's waists and they were wearing black night clothes. They were a bit nondescript. Can they do stealth like this?
This is the troll group in the Ghost Corps.
The ghost trolls entered the battlefield randomly, and they attacked Wang Jingyue, Kuqi, and Wang Xiaozhi in a suicidal manner. The battle situation suddenly became more variable.
Because of the obstruction of the trolls, Wang Xiaozhi was unable to join them immediately. These trolls were guys who were transformed into shadow beings. Wang Xiaozhi could not draw blood from the trolls.
The boy-faced giant was also recognized by Wang Jingyue. Isn't this Zhao Yingkong? Why do you think I can't recognize you when you put on a ghost mask? Zhao Zukong's aura was a little strange, as if he was possessed by a demon.
Wang Jingyue didn't have time to think too much. He was being attacked crazily by two beautiful reincarnators. This wasn't just a small fist punching your chest. Not to mention the silver wings, the sword was deadly. The newly arrived Zhao Yingkong entered a state of fluctuating killing intent. The movements were fast and hard.
Wang Jingyue gritted his teeth and held on as hard as he could, his domineering energy concentrated to the extreme.
"Hold on!" Wang Xiaozhi shouted, unable to hold back, and activated the blood rage again. The blood he had absorbed just now was not fully replenished. A quick victory!
Wang Xiaozhi, who was all red and ferocious, used a well-rehearsed Mountain Collapsing Strike to repel Yinyi, and Wang Xiaozhi then took Yinyi away as his opponent.
The battle situation returned to 3V3 again.
At this time, a trembling tornado flew from the sky. Lolita, who was floating in the air with super powers, looked at the people fighting below and frowned.
Tatsumaki took action.
The strongest person in this world is Saitama. Even if the unknown explosion is included, Tatsumaki is definitely in the top three, and he is also the strongest person on the surface.
