Chapter: 2371
"Don't be careless."
Shui Zhe's eyes became cautious, and he saw his right hand lightly flicked, and the twisted wrist began to recover gradually.
"die!"
Shui Zhe shouted loudly, the breath of death permeated, and behind him, a huge phantom of death appeared.
This phantom of the god of death is tall, wearing a black windbreaker with a hood, and holding a black sickle several feet long.
As soon as the law of death was released, Shui Zhe stepped on the ground with his right foot, a terrifying force spread, and the ground under his feet suddenly cracked.
Whoosh!
Shui Zhe shot out like an arrow leaving the string, and punched out again, this punch condensed an extremely huge meaning of death.
The strong meaning of death spread, and even affected many warriors around, making them feel a sense of fear in the face of death.
"barren!"
Zhuo Wen was not to be outdone, and a barren force spread, as if it could ruin everything in the world.
This barren power condensed in Zhuowen's palm, forming a small black ball.
The moment Shui Zhe came, Zhuo Wen pushed out his palm and pressed it in front of Shui Zhe.
Boom!
The two forces of desolation and death collided together, gray and black, almost filling the entire arena.
Then the huge arena, like a withered flower, began to age, and finally collapsed inch by inch, turning into dust.
Whizzing!
At the moment when the arena shattered, two figures retreated from both sides of the ruins, floating in the air.
The aftermath turned into air waves and spread towards the surroundings, causing the warriors watching in the seventh arena to back up involuntarily, their eyes showing fear.
In mid-air, Shui Zhe and Zhuo Wen faced each other from a distance, their fighting spirit soaring.
"Your strength is very good, and the power of the law of barrenness is also very strong, but unfortunately, the power of the law of death that I comprehend is even higher than your law of barrenness."
The corner of Shui Zhe's mouth was full of mockery. In terms of laws alone, the law of death is indeed more advanced and powerful than the law of barrenness.
"So what? You are still the one who fails in the end."
Zhuo Wen didn't bother to pay attention to Shui Zhe, pinched his right hand, and the law of barrenness rolled and condensed to form a large spear.
Whoosh!
Zhuowen stood holding a gun, his right foot was in the void, and his whole body was like a puff of green smoke, rushing out. With a flick of the gun, a terrifying force of barrenness diffused out, causing the space to start to distort.
Not to be outdone, Shui Zhe stretched out his right hand, and the phantom of the god of death behind him roared, like a shadow, covering Shui Zhe's whole body.
Suddenly, Shui Zhe was filled with the breath of death, and the phantom of the god of death was like a coat, covering Shui Zhe's body, making the breath in his body soar to the extreme.
"die!"
Shui Zhe let out a low growl, and the death scythe slashed out suddenly. The blade erupted with a black awn that was as solid as it was, and rushed out from the void, directly slashing in front of Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he swung the barren spear in his hand, and a gray air of barrenness spread out.
Boom!
The two weapons collided fiercely, and a gray-black mushroom cloud energy group burst out between the two. The aftermath was like ripples, spreading towards the surrounding space, making the surrounding space distorted and unstable.
bang bang bang!
The two stepped back dozens of steps, and then shouted loudly not to be outdone, and stepped on the soles of their feet, and the two were entangled again like a whirlwind.
The power of the two laws of desolation and death intertwined, erupting extremely mysterious fluctuations.
This wave of fluctuations diffused, setting off an endless wave of air, and everyone around the arena, under the influence of this wave of air, all retreated again and again.
Some warriors who were not strong enough spit out a mouthful of blood under the sweep of this wave, and their faces became as pale as snow.
"What a terrifying power of law, the battle between these two..."
Not only the other warriors in the seventh arena, but also the warriors in other arenas in the natural world showed expressions of astonishment. JrNovels.com
Shui Zhe's eyes became cautious, and he saw his right hand lightly flicked, and the twisted wrist began to recover gradually.
"die!"
Shui Zhe shouted loudly, the breath of death permeated, and behind him, a huge phantom of death appeared.
This phantom of the god of death is tall, wearing a black windbreaker with a hood, and holding a black sickle several feet long.
As soon as the law of death was released, Shui Zhe stepped on the ground with his right foot, a terrifying force spread, and the ground under his feet suddenly cracked.
Whoosh!
Shui Zhe shot out like an arrow leaving the string, and punched out again, this punch condensed an extremely huge meaning of death.
The strong meaning of death spread, and even affected many warriors around, making them feel a sense of fear in the face of death.
"barren!"
Zhuo Wen was not to be outdone, and a barren force spread, as if it could ruin everything in the world.
This barren power condensed in Zhuowen's palm, forming a small black ball.
The moment Shui Zhe came, Zhuo Wen pushed out his palm and pressed it in front of Shui Zhe.
Boom!
The two forces of desolation and death collided together, gray and black, almost filling the entire arena.
Then the huge arena, like a withered flower, began to age, and finally collapsed inch by inch, turning into dust.
Whizzing!
At the moment when the arena shattered, two figures retreated from both sides of the ruins, floating in the air.
The aftermath turned into air waves and spread towards the surroundings, causing the warriors watching in the seventh arena to back up involuntarily, their eyes showing fear.
In mid-air, Shui Zhe and Zhuo Wen faced each other from a distance, their fighting spirit soaring.
"Your strength is very good, and the power of the law of barrenness is also very strong, but unfortunately, the power of the law of death that I comprehend is even higher than your law of barrenness."
The corner of Shui Zhe's mouth was full of mockery. In terms of laws alone, the law of death is indeed more advanced and powerful than the law of barrenness.
"So what? You are still the one who fails in the end."
Zhuo Wen didn't bother to pay attention to Shui Zhe, pinched his right hand, and the law of barrenness rolled and condensed to form a large spear.
Whoosh!
Zhuowen stood holding a gun, his right foot was in the void, and his whole body was like a puff of green smoke, rushing out. With a flick of the gun, a terrifying force of barrenness diffused out, causing the space to start to distort.
Not to be outdone, Shui Zhe stretched out his right hand, and the phantom of the god of death behind him roared, like a shadow, covering Shui Zhe's whole body.
Suddenly, Shui Zhe was filled with the breath of death, and the phantom of the god of death was like a coat, covering Shui Zhe's body, making the breath in his body soar to the extreme.
"die!"
Shui Zhe let out a low growl, and the death scythe slashed out suddenly. The blade erupted with a black awn that was as solid as it was, and rushed out from the void, directly slashing in front of Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he swung the barren spear in his hand, and a gray air of barrenness spread out.
Boom!
The two weapons collided fiercely, and a gray-black mushroom cloud energy group burst out between the two. The aftermath was like ripples, spreading towards the surrounding space, making the surrounding space distorted and unstable.
bang bang bang!
The two stepped back dozens of steps, and then shouted loudly not to be outdone, and stepped on the soles of their feet, and the two were entangled again like a whirlwind.
The power of the two laws of desolation and death intertwined, erupting extremely mysterious fluctuations.
This wave of fluctuations diffused, setting off an endless wave of air, and everyone around the arena, under the influence of this wave of air, all retreated again and again.
Some warriors who were not strong enough spit out a mouthful of blood under the sweep of this wave, and their faces became as pale as snow.
"What a terrifying power of law, the battle between these two..."
Not only the other warriors in the seventh arena, but also the warriors in other arenas in the natural world showed expressions of astonishment. JrNovels.com
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