Annihilation, the light of Zhao Yingkong's soul.
Unlike the double mirror of the secondary personality's spiritual light, the main personality's spiritual light is annihilation, a spiritual light that can annihilate all other spiritual lights. If we want to classify it among the four elements, it should be classified into the spiritual light of energy.
To put it simply, there are actually three, six or nine levels of things like the light of the soul, from the lowest level of telekinesis, to AT force fields, to Zhao Zukong's Cun Bu, Zheng Zha's Hidden Dragon Transformation, and the clone Zheng Zha's. Violent inflammation, Li Lian's shock, and finally the purple light of Xin Bi'an and Gong Yeyu, and Pei Jiao's central Wu Earth Apricot Yellow Qi...
Although everyone, including the Emperor Fuxi, is saying that there is no such thing as a useless person, there are only useless people, but everyone knows that this is just talk, and that there are high and low levels of spiritual light... It is an energy-type soul light. Gong Yeyu's purple clear light is stronger than ordinary energy-type soul light. Fuxi's central Wu earth apricot yellow energy is stronger than ordinary material-type soul light. It's that simple!
As for Zhao Yingkong's annihilation, according to the information Yang Yun had, it was a special kind of spiritual light that could indiscriminately annihilate other attributes of spiritual light. In the final decisive battle between the main personality Zhao Yingkong and Zhao Zukong, she relied on this to annihilate Zhao Zukong's every inch, completely blocking the opponent's mobility, making it impossible for him to move freely in space, thus making the sub-personality's Zhao Yingkong completed the final killing blow. But at this time, Zhao Yingkong showed another way of using the light of the soul to... annihilate energy!
Whether it was lightning, life energy, or true energy, the moment they came into contact with the dark lines on Zhao Yingkong's body, they were all canceled out and annihilated.
No matter how powerful a move is, if it loses the driving force of "energy", its power will drop to an extremely small level. Without experiencing the fourth level of genetic optimization, the strength of her own body alone is not enough to threaten Zhao Yingkong herself, even if her body has degenerated.
So the situation on the field was reversed - Zhao Yingkong could pursue and attack Yang Yun without taking into account his own defense; but Yang Yun had to concentrate on dodging every move she made to avoid getting entangled in San Ye's sword fight. The black light directly pierced his head and heart, negating his healing ability and causing irreversible damage to him.
"Do you only know how to run away?"
Zhao Yingkong's figure was erratic. The secret footwork of the assassin family, combined with the "Clone Avatar", was used by her to create the effect of multiple shadow clones. There were more than ten phantoms appearing on the field at the same time: "Just now You are so arrogant, where did you go?"
Zhao Yingkong, with his masterful personality, is truly a rare talent that the assassin family has rarely seen in thousands of years. In just ten minutes after she woke up, she pushed the clones that her sub-personality had practiced hard for a long time to a higher level. Not only did the number of clones far exceed the limit, but the clones could also make different movements to confuse people. Yang Yun. If Yang Yun's perception ability had not improved after the evolution of super powers, he would have been stabbed into a sieve by Zhao Yingkong's ten fingers wrapped with annihilating light and two pure black knives.
"The defense and recovery that you are so proud of are completely useless now."
The smile hidden under the owl helmet became more and more mysterious. The assassin girl deceived Yang Yun's perception in an instant. When the man was wary of her nails and weapons, she suddenly turned around, and her jagged skirt looked like the sharpest The sword wheel exploded into gorgeous blood flowers on that strong body.
"Do you think I can only use knives and nails?"
Yang Yun retreated quickly, but Zhao Yingkong was like a reluctant dancer chasing his partner, inviting him to complete this dance of death. Between the hem of the skirt flying up and down, mixed with the continuous fierce attacks, every part of the girl's body seemed to have become a weapon.
The flying black hair grew rapidly under the control of the fourth-level gene lock, and turned into flying needles as thin as cow hair, piercing Yang Yun's body.
The memory wire shining with black light scraped off a piece of flesh on Yang Yun's chest.
The blade protruded from the heel of the combat boots, leaving another wound on Yang Yun's body.
"Every assassin who comes out of the assassin family can turn every part of his body into the most brutal murder weapon."
With a wave of ten fingers, he once again left ten scratches on Yang Yun's body. Zhao Yingkong dodged the ensuing counterattack and said with a smile: "And the light of my soul can break through you." While the defense completely annihilates your flesh and blood, it can also stay in your wound area and further annihilate the life energy you use to heal your body."
The assassin girl looked at Yang Yun, who was dripping with blood and had almost no flesh on his body. She waved her hand and swung her skirt gracefully, and used precise and subtle force to shake off the dripping blood beads, leaving the Watcher armor still smooth and clean. Ruxin: "Can you still be arrogant now?"
He had the absolute upper hand in the scene and beat Yang Yun into such a miserable state. This was the time for Zhao Yingkong to feel proud, but Yang Yun just put down his hands that were covering his head and looked at the person in front of him with an indescribable look. Girl: "Actually, I'm very disappointed...because I think you would have been stronger."
"If you were really in your heyday, you should have killed me completely with a storm-like combo at this moment without opening the distance and giving me a chance to breathe. You must be very aware of the damage you have done to me. They were just superficial injuries. They did not hurt my internal organs, nor did they pierce my heart, cut off my main blood vessels, or even poke out my eyes or deafen my ears. "
"There's nothing you can do about it. Who made Little Apple, who is sleeping now, subconsciously not want me to kill you?"
Zhao Yingkong chuckled, her fingers moved from bottom to top, and finally stopped on her lips, making a seductive gesture: "Whether it is a teammate of the Central Continent team, or someone who has been injured. A doctor who can heal wounds, you are a special existence in her mind."
"As her 'sister', I naturally have to consider the feelings of my incompetent sister. After all, I have to sleep for a while, and my current body still needs her to control... Therefore, I can't make the relationship too tense. .”
"You know how to use your own advantages, your weapons as a woman."
Zhao Yingkong's figure was really lovable, but Yang Yun didn't squint, not even the slightest waver in his eyes. Because this man's heart has been completely filled with the coming demon team, and he can't tolerate anything else: "You said it yourself just now, every assassin can turn every part of the body into the most brutal murder weapon. The power of words is even greater than the edge of a knife... It just so happens that I am better at this aspect."
- She is lying.
If I had met Zhao Zukong during A Nightmare on Elm Street, the Zhao Yingkong who had lived and died many times alongside everyone in the Zhongzhou Team, maybe I would still believe it. But now, I won’t believe a word of this Zhao Yingkong who just woke up from a deep sleep.
The memories and habits developed in the Assassin family for more than ten years are not easy to change, and the main point of the Assassin is to kill the opponent at all costs.
Therefore, it's not that I don't want to, but that I can't... The light of Zhao Yingkong's soul in front of me is not enough to cause fatal harm to me. The current condition of my body is the best proof!
"This little injury can't make me give in."
Yang Yunhun didn't care about his body, because he was used to fighting desperately and burning his life to win: "But what I didn't expect is that now the light of your soul is so weak that it can't even cause fatal injuries to me. Can't do it."
"But it's no wonder that the light of the soul ultimately belongs to the power of the 'heart'. It will gradually weaken with the power of will, and will gradually degrade with hesitation and confusion, and will no longer be as sharp as before... But you can't accept it. In fact, you can only hide in your own little dark room and create a second personality to help you love and be loved by the little girl."
"...No matter how weak the light of the soul is, it is still the light of the soul. At least it is enough to kill you."
Yang Yun's words undoubtedly touched the pain point of the person in front of him, seeing through her reality and reality, her essence, making Zhao Yingkong's forehead couldn't help but burst out with a vein.
Zhao Yingkong's figure swayed, and she hid her body among dozens of phantoms again, leaving only the girl with an angry chuckle: "Since you are so good at guessing girls' thoughts, then guess, my heart How much of the total amount of light is left? Will the Sanye sword, which contains the light of the soul, be stabbed into your heart in the next attack?"
——Psychological warfare, but unfortunately, you have found the wrong opponent.
"Then come on."
Yang Yun opened his arms nonchalantly, revealing his tightly protected chest, leaving his vital parts wide open: "I bet your next blow won't be able to pierce my heart."
It was also a psychological warfare, returned as it was. Yang Yun's move almost completely ignored the blade in Zhao Yingkong's hand, ignored the assassination technique that Zhao Yingkong was proud of, and ignored the light of Zhao Yingkong's soul.
No assassin would let go of this opportunity when the assassination target takes the initiative to make such an action, even if it may be a trap. Because of this move, they have stepped on their bottom line as assassins.
Assassin is a profession that hides in the dark, but this profession never lacks courage when it finds an opportunity to assassinate.
When Fu Zhuanzhu stabbed Wang Liao, a comet struck the moon; when Nie Zheng stabbed the Han puppet, a white rainbow penetrated the sun; when Yao Li stabbed Qing Ji, a warehouse eagle struck the palace.
Not even a word, not a reply, the phantom disappeared without a trace, followed by pure speed.
A tenth of a second? One hundredth of a second? Or even shorter?
The speed beyond imagination brought huge kinetic energy, and this energy was combined with the light of the soul called annihilation. Under Zhao Yingkong's subtle power to the limit, it was condensed into a small point, condensed in On the tip of Sanhua's blade, it condensed to an extremely fine point!
The black ominous light destroys everything, pierces everything, and annihilates everything.
Even Yang Yun in the super-sensory state could not fully see Zhao Yingkong's fatal blow. She almost gave up all her defenses and poured her subtle power into the weapon in her hand... and in order to maximize the To increase the lethality of this attack, she did not even use Yasha, which was always the most advantageous, but chose Sanhua, which focused on breaking armor.
die.
At this moment, Yang Yun seemed to see a scene called death, saw his heart being stabbed, saw that his wounds could not be healed, saw that he could not even walk out of the door not far away, calling for the healing beam of the Lord God. It was too late, and in the next second, Zhao Yingkong pierced his heart, and his head was chopped off with a backhand knife.
——But that is just an illusion, perhaps one of the countless world lines that may appear, and it is definitely not the present.
Whether it's murderous intent, mental attack, or anything else, it can't affect me.
Zhao Yingkong is very strong, beyond my expectation. Although she is not as good as Ashiya Doman's large-scale destruction and super regeneration ability, in the battle between people, her lethality is even higher than it. . After all, taking a life never needed to be that complicated.
But because of that, she was the hurdle I had to jump through.
Besides, isn't this strategy of breaking through between life and death and actively exposing the heart exactly what I actively adopted?
The next moment, the invisible spirit light turned into silver-white armor, blocking the red scattered flowers outside the armor. Only the black spiritual light condensed at one point penetrated the defense and rushed towards Yang Yun's heart. go.
But that was only one-tenth of the amount, and Yang Yun, who knew the direction of the tip of the knife, had already prepared one step ahead. The true energy and life energy in the body have long blocked Hei Mang's journey, setting up layer after layer of barriers.
Perhaps Zhao Yingkong's "Annihilation" can really annihilate all energy, even the light of other people's souls. Gong Yeyu's all-devouring domineering purple light can be offset by sin, so how can Zhao Yingkong's annihilation be spared?
It has never been said that only the light of the soul can deal with the light of the soul. The black light rushing into Yang Yun's body may be able to break through one level, ten, twenty, thirty... But what about more? The light of the soul without subsequent replenishment is just a tree without roots, and it will eventually be unable to survive under the siege and interception of true energy and life energy.
So when the last trace of black light called "Annihilation" was also annihilated in the green sea, Zhao Yingkong's failure was announced.
"you lose."
Sanye's sword fell to the ground. Zhao Yingkong's blow was a real killing blow. He poured all the energy in his body, including the light of his soul, into Sanhua, leaving no trace for himself. The power of the second blow... and because of this, the power of this blow was so great. Even though it was reduced to one-tenth, it still touched Yang Yun's heart and even cut off several of his... heart pulse.
——However, this kind of injury was not enough to make Yang Yun collapse.
The iron-like right hand pinched Zhao Yingkong's neck and lifted him into the air. Even if half of his heart was cut open by this blow, Yang Yun's will and wrist would not waver at all.
The defeat was determined, and Zhao Yingkong did not make an ugly struggle. She knew that Yang Yun would not kill her, so she continued to say with that charming expression: "I didn't expect that you still have such a trump card... But this time , you have severely destroyed a girl’s girlish heart.”
"Stop your useless acting skills. Besides, I don't think your girly heart will be left to others." Yang Yun replied coldly.
"Maybe I won't, but what about the other Zhao Yingkong you are more familiar with? Do you think, after experiencing so many things, she will have some feelings for you?"
"What a pity, Yang Yun, I originally thought this was going to be a date, you know? In fact, when Zhao Yingkong opened the door and found you, she was a little bit excited in her heart."
Even if life and death depended on others, Zhao Yingkong still did not give up the chuckle on her face, as if the smile had been engraved in her bones: "Maybe you don't know, she has always been grateful to you, even in Before you arrived, she was still thinking of giving you something in return..."
"Fighting is the best date."
Yang Yun was confused and blocked all the ambiguous words that Zhao Yingkong might say back into his throat: "And a victory is the best gift I can receive."
The next moment, accompanied by the sound of broken neck bones, the merciless iron hand slammed the girl in front of him into the ground.
——Also announced the end of the battle.
Two in one, I have something to do at home tomorrow, so I’ll take a day off.
(End of chapter)
