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Chapter 472
Ming Zai roared, his eyes were extremely blazing, and he swung the Asura magic power to attack and kill Zhang Heng, as if the ancient sky fell at this moment.

"I want to create opportunities for myself to recover my physical body. This deity tells you that once you are entangled by Lao Tzu, you will die or I will live. I want to see, which of us will die first!"

Zhang Heng yelled frantically, and the figure disappeared again.

Ming Zai's soul exploded at this moment!
"Crazy, crazy, fucking crazy..."

This battle was particularly terrifying, it was extremely tragic, the golden sword, the black magic fist, each blow could smash everything, Ming Zai also began to desperately, Zhang Heng was also soaked in blood.

Mingzai's treasure armor was damaged, and the demon's body was mutilated. Blood sprayed out like water jets, making it look extremely ferocious.

He is still not reconciled, he wants to tear Zhang Heng into pieces, the magic knife is born, and once again uses the lost supreme treasure technique, he wants to cut Zhang Heng down, even if it is the price of blood, he will not hesitate.

He didn't dare not to be like this, Zhang Heng played him desperately, if he still had scruples, then he must be the one who died in the end, because barefoot people are not afraid of those who wear shoes, whoever is afraid first will be the first to fall Down.

"Oh!"

Bloody, Zhang Heng chopped off half of Ming Zai's arm, and the black glow on it boiled, it was so evil that it was unimaginable, and then he was thrown out by Zhang Heng!

"Damn, this meat stinks."

"puff!"

Ming Zaiqi's hair exploded, wishing he could swallow Zhang Heng alive, it was a bloody humiliation to him.

Watching this scene, the monks of the two sects who watched the battle almost exploded their souls, and all of them felt chills all over their bodies. Zhang Heng was simply playing a barbaric way, fighting desperately with Ming Zai.

"Oh!"

The Nine Profound Pill came out through the air, the speed was simply too fast, surpassing teleportation, no one discovered how this golden triangular golden seal covered Mingzai's chest.

"Crack!"

The earth-shattering roar could not cover up the roar of ribs being smashed, and Mingzai was thrown upside down immediately.

"Oh!"

He was running the Asura Demon Art, and black lights were jumping on his body, and the hideous wounds were healed again.

"I want to tear your corpse into thousands of pieces, so that I can relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Ming Zai resented Sen Dao.

Zhang Heng didn't dare to show weakness, and the same tit for tat.

"You are dying, smelly salted fish, you can't turn over, you have to die."

Under the sky, the battle between the two started again, and Shi Mo was stuck to everything again, and the battle intensified
"puff!"

Zhang Heng flew upside down, blood splashed on Qiongkong, the golden blood pierced Cang Yu like a holy scorpion, he suffered a big loss this time.

Ming Zai didn't know when, when the magic knife in his hand was slashing in front of Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng blocked it with the power of Fenghan's Nether Sword, but somehow, the magic knife suddenly turned into an enchanting thorn lock, hitting on the ground. When Fenghan's Nether sword was on the ground, it suddenly hit Zhang Heng's shoulder.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng reacted very quickly. If he didn't avoid the previous chest position, it would definitely be even more miserable.

"boom!"

The magic knife is like a knife and snake all over the world. It is extremely tricky. It shakes out the ancient and boundless air and spreads in all directions. Wherever it passes, everything is collapsing. At the same time, the void is corroded and dilapidated. The thorn lock turned into is even more terrifying, it wants to devour everything and carry out the ultimate extermination.

The world trembled, the sun, the moon, and the stars were dark, as if in ancient times, the most terrifying gluttonous demon snake was born, devouring all living beings to show his immortal majesty to the world.

The galaxy on the dome was shattered, and golden blood flowers were blooming. The thorns and locks were like knives and whips, making Zhang Heng impossible to defend against. They were swallowed up from all directions. It was simply too terrifying, and Zhang Heng fell into crisis immediately.

The disease control master rolled like an electric light, breaking into pieces of the galaxy, and Mingzai once again perched on the ground, trying to seize the respite, and handed down the final verdict of destruction to Zhang Heng. This time, Zhang Heng's bones were broken, and he was so crippled that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Under the dark dome, Bing'e, Jin Chankong and others felt chills all over their bodies. Karma Mandala and the giant crocodile were about to swoop down, but they were stopped by Bing'e.

"They are fighting for life and death. You can't stop the wave of destruction. If you go up, you can only restrain Emperor Fengdu Hirata. We must trust Emperor Fengdu now, and we must not act rashly, otherwise, there will be a big change."

"This!"

The giant sky-swallowing crocodile and Karma Mandala looked at the bloody figure in the sky, their teeth itching with hatred, and their fists slapping.

Zhang Heng and Ming Zai were about the same in strength, and now they were both bloody, and their wounds were all bare bones, which made people feel chills just by looking at them.

The two sects of monks at the scene were completely silent, and they were all shaking hard for their master, as if they were fighting.

The huge terrifying fluctuations, carrying monstrous coercion, shattered the universe. Their hair stood on end in horror, and goosebumps popped up all over their bodies instinctively. No one wanted their master to be defeated in battle.

Zhang Heng escaped the life-and-death blow, and the surging ghostly light ignited a sea of ​​fire somewhere, and the sea of ​​fire mixed into waves of fire, like a wall of fire, and everything burned, and he stood in front of Mingzai in an instant, with the sound of bang bang , all exploded, instantly blocking Ming Zai's killing move.

He finally turned death into life, stepped forward with one step, like the body of a prehistoric giant spirit, crushed the sky, trembling in all directions.

He was full of fighting spirit, never dying, regardless of his own pain, he rushed over.

Every time the Fenghan Nether Sword is lowered, a mighty holy splendor is born, and Ming Zai is extremely cold, and tyrannically transposes in the void.

Fighting forward and fighting, every leap is a long distance, stepping on the sky and shining brilliantly.

He is full of demonic hair, and his pupils shoot out resentment. He is almost crazy to seal the demon, but he is extremely calm. This is the most powerful and supreme Taoism!
"My heart is immortal, and my battle spirit lives forever. Life and death are the only way to rest. Kill, kill, kill."

"puff!"

Ming Zai and Zhang Heng's magic soldiers and divine soldiers collided with each other, and the two were bleeding in the air at the same time, and the storm of destruction was born.

The new red blood was floating in the air, one was full of magic, the other was sacred and solemn, and the monks were dumbfounded when they saw it.

Because they saw that the bodies of the two were spurting blood desperately, they simply didn't know where these two people had such tenacious life force.

If it were them, if they had suffered such serious injuries, they would definitely have vanished.

The battle is like this, the two fight for life and death, for the inheritance of the sect, and for the followers under their command. After victory, the glory belongs not only to themselves, but also to their subordinates.

In the end, which of them is weaker and stronger, only when one of them falls in the end can we really see the difference.

Ming Zai was originally a God of Killing born in ancient times, and at this time he had to fight for the number one position of God of Killing, and Zhang Heng, who was in the same realm as Zhang Heng, would never want to chop off his position as God of Killing.

(End of this chapter)