Chapter 367 Zheng Zha Meets Zheng Zha

"Very good...it seems that you have chosen your own way of death."

Instant's 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 Devils controlled the Green Devil skateboard to make an emergency stop in mid-air and retracted it into the ring. Then he spread his bat wings and stood in the air. He looked down at Zheng Zha who was on the top floor of a building and said through gritted teeth: " I've been waiting for this moment..."

"I have been waiting for this moment to meet you!"

Every time the clone Zheng Zha spoke a word, the murderous intent in his body became stronger, and there was also an unimaginable sense of cruelty in it.

In just two sentences, there is countless anger and hatred.

Of course, hatred can only produce new hatred, but hatred is the biggest motivation in the first place. This is why the clone Zheng Zha can become so strong. When he saw Zheng Zha with his own eyes, the black flames surrounding the clone Zheng Zha's body showed signs of instability in control.

"Although it looks like you have a deep hatred for me..."

Facing the murderous intention of the clone Zheng Zha, even Zheng Zha felt his breath suffocated. However, not only had he experienced hundreds of battles, he had also initially overcome the violent consciousness deep in his heart. At this moment, he was using a calm attitude. He said in a tone of voice: "But I don't understand what I did to make you hate me so much."

The person in front of me looks almost exactly the same as him, except that from the left side of his face to the right corner of his mouth, there is an extremely ferocious centipede scar. He not only has the determination to kill, but also has an aura of unimaginable violence... This violence The aura was very similar to the murderous intention of the inner demon he had come into contact with before, but it was much more terrifying.

Except for the scar on their face, the two looked almost identical, but no one would mistake them for the same person. There is no other reason, the momentum between the two is completely different... If Zheng Zha is a veteran who has experienced countless battles, then the clone Zheng Zha is an abyss demon crawling out of hell!

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

It seemed like stars hanging in the night sky. Each of them was actually a soul that was supposed to be immortal, but at this moment, it was burned into pieces, and was suffering from incomparable pain all the time. They are full of unwillingness, helplessness and resentment, but the more raging the negative emotions born in these immortal soul fragments, the more the black flame burns, as if it was originally fueled by negative emotions.

Zheng Zha didn't understand what divinity was, nor did he understand the circumstances under which these fragments of divinity were captured by the clone Zheng Zha, and became the fuel for Violent Flame. But he could understand that a plurality of fourth-level people died in the hands of his own clone... This copy standing opposite him had really killed other fourth-level people!

However, Zheng Zha's hand holding the knife did not waver at all.

Zheng Zha, who has also experienced the power of the fourth-level gene lock, understands what state his clone is currently in, and he is simply expressing his doubts: "In the last horror movie, I was I learned from Zhang Jie that I would be copied to the Devils... and the two of us should not have any intersection."

"No intersection...haha."

Listening to Zheng Zha's words, the black flames on the clone Zheng Zha's body showed signs of losing control in an instant. Even Zheng Zha, who was wearing a flame windbreaker, could feel the overwhelming heat wave, which almost covered Fang Yuan. The air within a hundred meters was burned and ignited, and this was just an inadvertent release of his power.

Just at this level, a wailing sound that was not like a human voice could be heard from the black flames, which contained endless pain, despair and resentment. After the black flames swelled one more point, they were completely annihilated without a trace... And several of the shining fragments of light were extinguished simultaneously.

——That was the last trace left by a certain Egyptian nine-pillar god in the world.

The clone Zheng Zha did not pay attention to the afterglow of the god that had passed away long ago. After a very short period of silence, he spoke again: "...Yes, the two of us have indeed never crossed paths, and you have never done anything to me. "

"...Then why are you?"

This is an answer that Zheng Zha has never imagined. If there is no intersection, how can there be hatred? But the clone Zheng Zha said the next moment: "It is precisely because you have done nothing that I must kill you..."

"Seeing that you don't understand anything, but you are able to happily play the game of house drinking with your teammates in this extremely cruel Lord God's space, I will definitely kill you!"

There was a clang, and before Zheng Zha's nerves could react, his body made a move first. The fourth-level gene lock was opened instantly. While his eyes turned blood red, Zheng Zha's Purple Thunder Sword blocked it laterally and blocked the black flame giant sword coming down. Although the huge force carried by the sword made him slightly shorter, it did not prevent Zheng Zha from receiving the blow from his clone in a harmless way!

"The fourth level gene lock."

The clone Zheng Zha also held the end of the black flame sword tightly with both hands. He tilted his head and there seemed to be some change in his tone: "You have actually come to this step... was it opened through the captain's certification?"

"But at this time, you probably can't hear me anymore. After all, with your narrow mind, you simply can't maintain consciousness amidst the inner demons..."

"Don't underestimate me, bastard."

Zheng Zha answered him with a trembling voice. Under the protection of the flame windbreaker, the scorching black flames did not hurt his body at all, and under his blood-red eyes, his expression was still firm.

The muscles in his arms suddenly bulged, and Zheng Zha used all his strength. The purple thunder knife drew a semicircular arc and pushed the black flame sword of the replica Zheng Zha away fiercely: "Maybe at the beginning, this power was indeed certified by the captain, but now I can use it for my own benefit."

"Although I don't know what the "capacity" you always talk about is, this power is the result of my companion's help in my cultivation after all the hardships..."

Zheng Zha, with blood-red eyes but clear thinking and quite organized speech, retorted: "If you can do it, why can't I do it?"

"Companion? Isn't this more interesting?"

The replica flapped its wings, looked down at Zheng Zha from a high place, and showed a smile full of destruction and tyranny.

Just like what Zheng Zha once said to Yang Yun in Final Destination IV, a first-class warrior only needs to make eye contact to understand the other person's heart. At this moment, when Zheng Zha made eye contact with his own copy, he also understood the reason why the other party did not continue to attack after the sudden attack just now, but stood in mid-air.

The so-called achievements you have made under the "power of your companions" and the fourth-order gene lock that you seem to be proud of are worthless in my eyes. Because the road you have walked, I have already trodden it long ago.

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

Come on, please me, I will give you this opportunity... Struggle as much as you can, and then realize your insignificance in front of my overwhelming power.

This is the meaning of the copy Zheng Zha's eyes. This guy's goal is not as simple as simply killing himself... He wants to use the most cruel and worst way to complete the revenge on the original body!

Kill people, and also destroy their hearts!

——Is that so, my clone, even if Shan Na said that you have the power comparable to the fourth-order intermediate, you probably haven't overcome your inner demon yet... and your unexplained hatred for me may be the inner demon that you can't see through.

The objective gap exists.

But this gap can't make Zheng Zha lose his determination and his will to fight.

Although Shan Na had told him to "delay time" before, when he really saw his clone, Zheng Zha understood the other party's determination to kill, and he would not give him any chance to communicate with words... and Zheng Zha himself is not like Yang Yun, who is so good at using words to hit the other party's self-confidence.

The advantage of words is better than swords and guns, but these swords and guns are not something that everyone can hold in their hands. Zheng Zha's only choice at this moment is to fight!

The purple thunder knife was tightly held in his hand, and the blood-colored flames ignited on the blade. Thunder and fire complemented each other. Zheng Zha stepped on the ground, and the whole person turned into a thunderbolt. The long knife chopped down the clone Zheng Zha in the air!

Seven Purple Thunder Strikes - Spring Thunder Violence!

No extra moves or complicated techniques are needed. The way of the sword is to move forward without hesitation. Zheng Zha's martial arts talent is enough to support him to comprehend the Seven Purple Thunder Strikes from the Purple Thunder Sword that has accompanied Xin Bian for many years... And this is why Yang Yun insisted on giving the Purple Thunder Sword to Zheng Zha instead of leaving it to himself.

His muscles were pumping, and the strength that was stronger than steel gathered in the sword. After repeated refining, the internal force that had undergone initial changes was running in the body, releasing tremendous energy and transporting it to the limbs. At this time, Zheng Zha was still not confident that he could maintain himself in the "explosion" state, so he did not use his full strength out of concern... But after the battle with Zhang Jie, the body forging of the dragon blood mixture and the extremely difficult training, Zheng Zha's sword was completely able to collapse the mountains and crack the earth!

However——

"Is that the extent?"

As if it was a replay of the previous scene, except that the positions of the two sides were changed, the Black Flame Giant Sword also easily blocked the blade of the Purple Thunder Blade, even more easily and freely than what Zheng Zha had done just now.

Unlike Zheng Zha just now, he did not lower his body, and did not even use both hands. Zheng Zha could see clearly that his copy just raised his right hand casually and blocked his jumping and slashing attack steadily. The huge force infused into the Purple Thunder Blade was more than a thousand tons? But when the copy Zheng Zha met it, this force seemed to disappear out of thin air, without any effect on him at all, and did not even change the frequency of the enemy's wings.

No, it did not disappear... but was dispersed into the air by his subtle power!

Zheng Zha was secretly shocked. This hand of dissipating force alone made him far behind. Zheng Zha knew the power of the subtle technique, but he realized that he had reached the so-called "bottleneck". No matter how he practiced, there would still be a corresponding limit... and the clone in front of him had obviously been immersed in this for a long time!

"I see... I roughly know how you trained your strength."

Feeling the power coming from his hand, the corners of Zheng Zha's mouth opened again: "You took advantage of it. Through the full body repair of the main god space, 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 continuously poured his internal force into the Purple Thunder Blade, the purple lightning and blood-red flames on the blade also swept towards the replica, but all the attacks were blocked by the black flames wrapped around the replica Zheng Zha's body, and there was no trace of them.

Hearing this, Zheng Zha could only grit his teeth and said: "What's wrong! Didn't you use this method?"

"Ridiculous..."

The replica Zheng Zha's tone was cold: "Only the weak will be affected by the tyrannical consciousness and lose control, and my capacity is far above yours. This desire for killing and destruction is not even half of the emotion in my heart... A guy who can't even overcome the killing consciousness will only be like you, weak and pitiful!"

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Zha's heart was filled with warning signs, but the distance between the two was too close. He only had time to subconsciously use the "wrapping armor", and saw the black flames rising behind the replica Zheng Zha, and in an instant it turned into a black flame tiger. The tiger pounced in mid-air, pressing its claws on Zheng Zha's purple thunder blade, pressing him all the way to the ground...

"Boom!"

Blood spurted out, but it was burned to nothingness by the black flames within a thousandth of a second. And a figure fell from the sky, like a flaming meteor, the harsh friction sound and the sound of energy conflict resounded through the sky, so that everyone on the battlefield now clearly saw the figure falling from the sky at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, piercing through two buildings, smashing from the sky to the ground, leaving a huge pit.

The flame windbreaker could not completely resist the black flames of the replica. With the full energy burst, the embarrassed Zheng Zha swung the purple thunder blade with all his strength, chopped the black flame tiger into sparks all over the sky, and then turned over from the center of the landing point at the first moment. But his tattered outer clothes and the burn marks engraved on his tempered body proved that Zheng Zha had already suffered a lot from this blow.

After stabilizing his body, Zheng Zha exhaled a deep breath of bloody air, forcibly suppressing the violent desire that had resurfaced in his heart after being burned by the black flames, and looked up at his copy with an extremely solemn look... while the copy Zheng Zha coldly issued his own declaration.

"Too weak."

"Your power is not worth mentioning."

The words were like a judgment.