Chapter 175: Fight to the Point of Madness, Fight to the Point of Craziness!!

Let's fight.

Fight.

The Hydra made a terrifying roar.

The King of Blood Catastrophe continued to exert force on his palms, and cracks appeared in the Seven Dark Torture Tools with roots of resentment.

materialize.

Antimatter energy weapons.

The King of Blood Disaster himself is a rule-breaking existence. He lives in the cracks in the alien space, and his whole body is filled with a transcendent power.

Backtrace.

The resentment turned into a creeping darkness and disappeared.

【Seven Torture Tools】---Torture Silk

The darkest and sharp black thread formed a special defense, blocking the gap between Yang Feng and the King of Blood Disaster.

"Human."

"Feel the power of the old order!!"

The two pairs of wings behind the King of Blood Catastrophe flapped violently, and a storm arose, and the bloody hurricane turned into ripples of air and spread out.

fist.

The Blood Catastrophe King clenched his fist and punched forward with the force of flapping his wings like a hurricane.

quick! !

That is the ultimate speed that the physical body can reach.

The blood marrow nerve matrix in Yang Feng's body flickered involuntarily, activating the killing moment ability.

compression! !

The body feels that time is constantly compressed.

The flow of time is constantly being frozen, and the speed of everything is slowing down. In a world that has been slowed down ten times, the sputtering tracks of blood are clearly visible.

However... the speed of the blood disaster king's fist is still incredibly fast.

Six eyes rolled.

The six eyes on the ghost's face were staring at the fist of the King of Blood Catastrophe, watching it pass through the darkest sharpness of the bitter silk, and then hit Yang Feng's chest.

It's too late! !

Yang Feng's hands made protective movements, but they were still half a beat too slow, unable to block the terrifying blow from the King of Blood Disaster.

Root of resentment! !

A squirming mass of darkness emerged in the chest, forming an indestructible dark armor. While covering the chest, it spread towards all parts of the body.

Bang! !

Layers of ripples of air set off a wave of energy impact, and the devastating punch struck Yang Feng's chest.

What kind of terrible power is that?

It's like a person jumping off the train platform and then being hit in the chest by a high-speed train. The next second, he will be shattered to pieces.

Boom, boom! !

Yang Feng's figure fell to the earth like a meteor. The mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​​​blood exploded into a huge crater with a diameter of hundreds of meters. Countless flesh and bones were instantly turned into powder.

"Wow."

Yang Feng couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The darkest armor transformed from the roots of resentment is covered with dense scratches, and is slowly recovering and healing.

If there were no roots of resentment... this punch would probably crush Yang Feng's chest and directly take his life.

other side.

Pfft.

The fist of the Blood Catastrophe King also exploded.

The force of Disaster's blow was indeed terrifying, like the explosion of a flesh-and-blood nuclear bomb.

But... the palm of the Blood Catastrophe King was also twisted into the trap woven by bittersweet silk, and the bones, flesh and blood were torn into pieces.

The entire arm was torn open by a grid composed of countless bitter strands, and each small piece of flesh was no more than one centimeter in diameter.

"good."

"It's actually possible to carry out a counterattack within the limit of time."

The King of Blood Catastrophe smiled, held the broken arm with his other hand, and with a sudden tug, tore off the entire injured arm.

There was a burst of blood.

The sprayed plasma instantly solidified into bone and flesh, quickly entangled together to form blood vessels and muscles, and turned into a brand new arm again.

recover.

heal.

What a terrifying vitality this is.

"My life is endless."

"My body is immortal."

"Human, how many blows can you withstand?"

The hydra on the lower body of the Blood Calamity King opened its mouth and made a harsh sound at the same time, mocking the small and low-level creature in front of it.

"Don't talk too much."

Yang Feng slowly stood up, his eyes became even colder, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yes.

This familiar feeling.

Use the small and the powerful, defeat the strong with the weak, use the fragile human body... to hunt the aloof gods...

【Seven Torture Tools】---Dry sand.

The color of the sky changed.

The bloody sky was covered with a layer of withered yellow sand, sweeping towards the body of the Blood Catastrophe King.

Rotten.

erosion.

old.

years.

The body of the Blood Catastrophe King quickly withered and became weak in the withered sand, but it quickly recovered and became a prosperous state.

The withering sand and years invade.

The king of blood disasters is immortal.

Two completely opposite forces constantly collide, causing this body to become old for a while, and then seem to be reborn again.

"interesting."

The King of Blood Catastrophe felt the gravel of time rushing through his fingertips, and his immortal body emitted a dazzling and bright light in mid-air.

"Then let's continue!!"

The dazzling light fell, like a vast moon hitting the ground.

"bring it on!!"

Yang Feng also shouted loudly, and his whole body exploded into a shooting star.

The root of resentment---turns into full-body armor.

Rusty Hook---Holding a chain covered with rust and blood stains in both hands.

Bitter Silk - Darkest sharp threads surround the body.

The meteors and the bright moon collided with each other, and what followed was a horrific attack that could not be observed by the naked eye.

Rapidly.

Rapidly.

Rapidly.

The afterimages kept colliding with each other.

Every crazy collision would produce ripples of energy shock waves, and the entire space seemed to be severely distorted, and a vacuum area formed at the origin of the battle.

The sound of iron chains colliding followed.

The Blood King tore off his pair of blood wings, and the flesh membrane turned into powder in the collision, forming two indestructible blood-colored battle axes, which kept slashing on the rusty hook chains.

The nine-headed snake roared and entangled, and was cut off by the bitter silk one by one, but it quickly regenerated and spewed blood-colored mist and poisonous blood.

Destroying the world.

The earth cracked into cracks.

The mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood continued to explode into powder mist, and countless monsters were shaken into minced meat in the aftermath of the battle.

Crack! !

The blood axe and the rusty hook broke at the same time.

Yang Feng and the Blood Disaster King started a close combat, the powerful force was surging, the red flesh covered the Root of Resentment Armor, and kept colliding with the Blood Disaster King.

Tear!!

Explosion!!

Yang Feng went around the back of the Blood Disaster King, put his hands on the blood wing, and pulled it out, breaking a large part of the spine together.

The Blood Disaster King punched out, completely smashing the Root of Resentment Armor, and the power of the disaster hit the abdomen, leaving a blood hole the size of a bowl on the side.

Recover.

Heal.

The broken wings of the Disaster King instantly recovered in the blood explosion.

Yang Feng's super healing factor took effect, the blood holes in the abdomen stuck together, the flesh and blood entangled with each other to form new tissues, and became stronger.

Boom.

Boom, boom, boom.

Fists kept colliding with each other, and the sound of morning and evening bells was produced. The whole space was agitated, and the red hot slurry kept falling from the air.

Fighting to madness.

Fighting to madness.

This was a hysterical fight.

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