The young man in black robe who claimed to be a demon dodged as if teleporting. He was in front of Zhou Yiren in an instant and punched Zhou Yiren's shoulder blade. The speed was so fast that Zhou Yiren could hardly react.
"Is it just you who wants to kill me?"
Although he felt the power of the young man in black robe, Zhou Yiren was not afraid, but his fighting spirit surged around him.
He has always been a fighting maniac.
Relying on physical instinct and combat experience, Zhou Yiren swayed his shoulders to avoid the attack of the young man in black robe. Then he retreated instead of advancing, stepped forward and punched, like a cannon, directly into the heart of the young man in black robe.
The fist crossed the air, and the friction of the air crackled with a muffled sound of thunder. This shows how fast and powerful the fist is!
Being hit by such a fist on the body, I am afraid that even a piece of steel will be exploded.
But to Zhou Yiren¡¯s expectation, the young man in black robe did not dodge and directly received Zhou Yiren¡¯s punch with his chest. At the same time, he punched Zhou Yiren again and hit Zhou Yiren¡¯s shoulder blade.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
With two muffled sounds in succession, the moment Zhou Yiren's fist hit the young man in black robe, the young man in black robe's fist also hit Zhou Yiren's shoulder blade.
The powerful bombardment force directly shattered Zhou Yiren's shoulder blades, and the bombardment force made Zhou Yiren fly backwards as far as a thrown stone.
Zhou Yiren's fist was still sore at this time. He felt that his fist did not hit a flesh and blood body at all, but hit an extremely hard old rock. The bones in his hand were shattered. Come.
And that young man. After receiving such a heavy blow from Zhou Yiren, nothing seemed to happen. He didn't even take a step back. Instead, he smiled ferociously and rushed towards Zhou Yiren who was flying upside down again.
¡°Bang!¡± ¡°Bang!¡± ¡°Bang!¡± ¡°Bang!¡±¡¡¡¡
There was another series of muffled sounds. The speed of the young man in black robe was far faster than Zhou Yiren. In addition, Zhou Yiren was injured now and couldn't escape. It was like a sandbag being beaten at will by the young man in black robe.
But the young man in black robe does not seem to want Zhou Yiren's life for the time being, but is playing a cat and mouse game. Every punch of his, as long as it hits Zhou Yiren's vital part, will definitely kill Zhou Yiren.
But every punch he struck hit Zhou Yiren¡¯s limbs and bones. No matter how severe the injury is, it will bring unparalleled pain. In a short period of time, lives will not be endangered at all.
After being beaten mercilessly, the muscles of his limbs were beaten to pieces, blood surged, and his bones and flesh turned into mud. Even with Zhou Yiren's tenacity, he couldn't help but change his face in pain. If it weren't for the clones of the gods that were constantly attacking his body through Biyang. The vitality is conveyed in it, and I am afraid it is from Zhou Yi. He was already dying.
"This young man in black robe is really strong. Is it possible that I will be beaten to death by him like this?"
Zhou Yiren felt a sense of powerlessness for the first time in his heart. The strength of this young man in black robe was beyond the scope of his resistance.
No wonder he killed the bones of the genius. It can actually pile up into a mountain.
¡®I am afraid that only those Nirvana warriors who have surpassed the realm of real people can be the opponents of this young man in black robes. ¡¯
Zhou Yiren's thoughts were slightly confused, his mind was racing, and he was thinking about ways to escape: It seems. I'm afraid I still have to use the power of the divine clone. Besides, there is a big connection between this place and the divine clone. Maybe I can get an unexpected surprise by using the power of the divine clone.
¡®Furthermore, in this situation, I can only use the power of the divine clone, otherwise, I will never be the opponent of this young man in black robe! ¡¯
With the thought in his mind, Zhou Yiren steadied his body and slashed the sword of judgment directly at the young man in black robe who rushed towards him.
The Sword of Judgment is Zhou Yiren's strongest attack now. The young man in black robe is too strong. He must knock him down in one go. Otherwise, he will never have the chance to use the Sword of Judgment again.
The battle between masters is always on a thin line. If you fail to seize the opportunity, you will die.
As Zhou Yiren slashed, in front of him, in the space of this mountain of corpses and sea of ??bones, an extremely pure black and white light suddenly flashed. The moment this light appeared, it moved towards the black The young man in black robe was shrouded away, and in the process of shrouding the young man in black robe, it quickly turned into a long sword with a length of ten feet. On one side of this long sword, there is divine peace, warmth of all things, and the hymn of unparalleled angels. Mountains and rivers, on one side are endless evil darkness, demon bones, and hell.
As soon as the Sword of Judgment came out, the space immediately collapsed. Wherever the Sword of Judgment passed, the space became even more mushy and directly vaporized.
"Sword of Judgment!"
The moment the Sword of Judgment appeared, the young man in black robe immediately screamed, and then his face turned extremely ugly. At that moment, the young man in black robe immediately turned into a long black sword that was seven or eight feet long. , and slashed at the sword of judgment.
The two swords met instantly without making any sound, but the space within tens of feet of the collision directly collapsed and sunk.
The sword of judgment turned into nothingness, and Zhou Yiren spurted blood wildly, with a look of horror on his face.
With the power of the Sword of Judgment, even warriors at the sixth level of the Real Realm could not withstand it, but they were so easily defeated by this young man in black robes.
This was his last resort, but it was completely destroyed.
"Could it be that I really can't escape the fate of this place, and do I really want to die here like those talented people who have turned into withered bones?"
Such thoughts flashed through Zhou Yiren's mind, and his face turned slightly gloomy for a moment. The young man in black robe was too powerful, so powerful that he could hardly have the confidence to defeat.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
¡°I came to this world and received the inheritance from the gods, but I was unable to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. This is a great regret!
Qingqiu is still waiting for him, will he really never see her again? This is also a big regret!
Endless unwillingness emerged in Zhou Yiren's heart, but it could not be transformed into strength to fight against the young man in black robe.
¡°Boy, I didn¡¯t expect it, I really didn¡¯t expect it, to be able to use the supreme divine power like the Sword of Judgment. You have obtained the inheritance of the supreme spiritual family of the Void, right?¡±
The pitch-black giant sword transformed into a young man in black robes again. He dodged and shot in front of Zhou Yiren. His face was a little pale now, but his face was full of endless excitement, and the look in his eyes was full of excitement. Hot.
"My guess is indeed good. You are indeed related to the gods. Who are you!" Zhou Yiren stared at the young man in black robe and asked in a deep voice.
"Who am I? Seeing that you can get the inheritance of the Supreme God of the Void, and seeing that you have the opportunity to come here, I can tell you that this demon is the sword of judgment. You can call it This demon is a demon!"