Chapter 507: Bloody Battle with the Demon Tower, King Ming Breaks His Arm!

Wherever the sword light passed, blood spilled into the sky!

Zhang Fang's sword struck directly on the back of King Zhenyu Ming, cutting a hideous wound over a foot long, with bone deep visible.

That is to say, during this sword strike, King Zhenyu Ming had already mobilized the divine power in his body to forcibly dispel the cold air that invaded his body. Then, the three-pronged fork held by the two arms turned and stabbed Zhang Fang's lower abdomen with his backhand.

At the same time, he couldn't help shouting angrily: "Damn mortal! How dare you hurt my divine body? It is simply blasphemy. You should be sent to the eighteenth level of hell after death!"

"Qiang!"

Zhang Fang succeeded with one blow, and returned the sword unhurriedly to block the counterattack of King Zhenyu Ming. While using his strength to retreat, he couldn't help but frown secretly.

His sword at this moment was definitely fired with all his strength, and he did not leave any remaining strength when he struck. As a result, in this case, he could only leave some flesh wounds on the opponent's body. It can be seen that although this prison-suppressing king has a despicable character, his cultivation should not be underestimated.

Especially after being conferred as a god, his body has been strengthened. Even with his abilities, he may not be able to kill him quickly!

At this moment, under the perception of seeing and hearing, Zhang Fang was even more aware that the wound on the opponent's back had stopped bleeding by tightening the muscles in this moment.

It can be seen that the damage caused to the opponent by Zhang Fang's previous sword was definitely not as serious as it seemed on the surface.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind. Zhang Fang had once again used teleportation to move closer to another position where King Suppressing Prison Ming was. The Yitian Divine Sword in his hand once again gained 10 times the size with the blessing of the fruit's ability. With an increase of 100 times the speed, it swept towards the weak spot of Prince Zhen Yu Ming.

Although the defense of this prison-suppressing king is high, it is not so high that he cannot break through it. Although his recovery speed is fast, it is not as scary as the self-healing factor.

Therefore, the degree of trouble he poses to Zhang Fang is limited to the fact that he cannot be killed quickly, rather than being unkillable.

And Zhang Fang's response strategy is also very simple and crude.

Since there is no quick solution, then I'll cut you to pieces!

However, having learned his first lesson, King Zhenyu Ming was in a state of high mental tension at this moment. With the observation ability of his three heads without blind spots, Zhang Fang determined the moment he completed his teleportation. The location and the direction from which the sword came. Taking advantage of the situation, he lifted up the short spear in his other hand and faced the Yitian sword's edge impartially.

"Qiang!"

The swords and spears collided, and a thundering golden sound suddenly emitted, echoing in the maze of the Demon Locking Tower for a long time.

The little demons living nearby were all trembling with fear from the power and power of the golden roar. The vast majority of them chose to stay away and run as far as they could, while a few who were particularly curious headed towards the source of the sound to see what was going on.

Zhang Fang and Zhen Yu Ming Wang, who were the first to bear the brunt, were shaken by the huge force of the counterattack and each flew back several feet. The latter's back was shattered by this blow, and a large amount of blood spurted out, staining a large area of ​​his dress red.

From this confrontation alone, it can be seen that Prince Suppressing Prison Ming suddenly turned around and came back. But his two arms in the middle have already completed another magic trick: "Purgatory Sea of ​​Fire!"

As the name of the move was spoken, countless flames immediately emerged around him. Then it turned into a flaming red lotus and rushed towards Zhang Fang's location. Those fire lotuses are obviously still far away, but the boundless heat waves generated by their burning air have already made it difficult to breathe.

One thing to say, this Prison Suppressing King's three heads and six arms are quite difficult to deal with. His three heads can completely observe 360 ​​degrees without blind spots, and among the six arms, two hold the three-pronged fork, one holds a short spear, one holds the golden wheel, and the last two arms are responsible for It can be said that the division of labor is clear, and the attack and defense are integrated.

In particular, this guy can prepare the next spell while waving the weapon to attack you. Once the distance is reached, it can be released immediately. It is simply more convenient and faster than the "Tongtian Lu" that is spread out.

There is no solution!

Seeing the red lotus swarming in the sky, a sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his open mouth.

Before King Zhenyu Ming could react, his figure turned into smoke and dissipated again. At the same time, he appeared directly behind the god brother, and the Yitian Sword in his hand once again used the multiplication slash, splitting Huashan with one move, and slashed towards the middle of the two heads behind him.

Upon seeing this, Prince Ming of the Prison Suppressor snorted coldly: "If you repeat the same tricks again, you are simply seeking death!"

At the same time, both arms moved together, with the golden wheel catching Zhang Fang's sword edge, while the broken spear in the other hand stabbed towards his heart.

The response of King Zhenyu Ming this time can be described as wonderful. Whether it is offense, defense or a fierce counterattack while defending, it can be called a textbook-level operation. However, his textbook-level operation made a fatal mistake!

Seeing the golden wheel in his hand colliding with Zhang Fang's Heavenly Sword, it did not make the deafening sound as expected. He felt as if his golden wheel had hit a ball of air with all its strength, unable to find any point of stress.

This feeling of using the wrong force made Prince Zhen Yu Ming feel so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to vomit blood.

At the same time, the short spear in his other hand also hit Zhang Zhang's lower abdomen as expected, but the result was the same ineffectiveness, just like the countless false stabs when practicing marksmanship in his early years. It was completely pierced in the air!

It was only at this moment that King Zhenyu Ming finally confirmed that the enemy who teleported behind him was nothing more than a virtual phantom.

But……

It shouldn’t be!

If it was really just those inferior deception methods, it would be absolutely impossible to hide it from his spiritual sense.

You must know that the "divine consciousness" he masters is different from the so-called "divine consciousness" mentioned by martial arts warriors. It is the true "divine" consciousness that only gods can truly master!

But he also understood that now was not the time to pursue such minutiae.

The top priority now should be to find out where the true identity of this cunning mortal is hidden!

above?

under?

left?

right?

No no! None of these places exist!

This guy's real body actually disappeared out of thin air.

But the true "divine" consciousness of King Zhenyu told him again and again, yes, the phantom you just stabbed is his true body, believe me!

I believe Grandma You is a fool!

Faced with this strange situation that he had never imagined, cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Prince Zhen Yu Ming.

After all, unknown things are often the scariest things!

Suddenly, a thought that could comfort him suddenly appeared in his mind?

Could it be that he has left?

But just as this thought arose, King Zhenyu Ming felt an extremely sharp and domineering sword energy suddenly appear from directly in front of him, where the opponent was least likely to appear. Right in the middle of the sea of ​​​​fire in Purgatory.

The sharp sword energy cut through the sea of ​​​​fire, and then King Zhenyu Ming saw a forty-meter giant sword wrapped in wind and thunder, stabbing him in the chest with a force that penetrated everything.

Heavenly Sword!

Seeing the terrifying sword-controlling move in front of him, King Zhen Yu Ming was caught off guard and was unable to organize any effective defense or counterattack for a while. He could only try his best to twist his body and avoid his own vital points.

However, his movements were still too slow.

With one strike of the sword, one of the two arms used for pinching and casting spells by Prince Zhenyu Ming was completely separated from his body.

The broken arm flies away, and the blood mist fills the air!

"ah!"

The excruciating pain finally made the anointed god unable to help but let out an extremely shrill wail.

And this scene in front of me happened to be seen and heard by those curious little monsters...