A illusory image of a turtle shell appeared on Zhan Kuang's head. The shell seemed to be able to carry the heavy pressure of a giant mountain.

"bump!"

A loud noise broke out between the two, and the sound was so loud that it was like two giant mountains that existed in ancient times colliding together. The sound waves soared into the sky and stormed around.

Just a sound, the dust on the ground around it flew toward both sides.

With the loud bang, the entire ring seemed to be vibrating.

The huge impact force shocked the two of them to retreat to the rear. Zheng Shiyi's entire forehead was completely cracked, and blood flowed out, and the skull seemed to have changed shape. The dragon's martial soul flew out, and the green light shone out, quickly repairing the injuries in his brain.

In front of Zhan Kuang's forehead, the fiery red turtle phantom suddenly burst out with a dazzling red light. Standing under the arena, it seemed that the sun was setting from the sky and falling to his forehead.

Under the huge impact of Zheng Shiyi's head hammer, a clear crack appeared, and the entire phantom also shook.

Although he was protected by martial souls, his forehead was hit and turned red, his scalp was completely wiped, and his red blood flowed down.

With just one blow, both of them were stained with blood from themselves and each other, and they completely turned into two bloody people.

Below the ring, everyone following the ring was shocked.

"This is too much noise!"

"They used their heads to hit them, not fists, and they made such a big noise!"

"Madman, these two are madmen!"

After each of them took a few steps back, Zheng Shiyi rushed forward again. He was completely intoxicated and could not feel any pain at all.

Zhan Ao also did not stop and rushed forward again. He was the apprentice of the old man Bruts War, how could he retreat?

Looking at Zheng Shiyi who had already rushed to the front, looking at Zheng Shiyi's head that was raised again, his body suddenly turned to the side.

Zheng Shiyi's head hammer fell heavily, but suddenly it broke into empty space. His body rushed forward two more steps because of inertia.

Zhan Ao's waist twisted suddenly, and his shoulders hit Zheng Shiyi heavily.

Almost no one used his shoulder to smash it, but it gave people a thunderous feeling. The shoulders were like hammers, which seemed to be able to break up the mountains and hit Zheng Shiyi's ribs from the side.

The violent force poured over like a flood, and Zheng Shiyi's body fell down with a bang.

Zhan Ao made a big stride forward with one strike, and he was about to pursue.

But just as he took a step forward, one of Zheng Shiyi's legs had already kicked straight in. The golden light shone on his legs, and bursts of crisp thunder sounds came from the air, as if countless rings were exploding in his ears.

He fell down with one foot, as if the ring fell from the nine heavens mixed with the force of thousands of pounds.

Zhan Ao looked at the falling kick, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He ignored Zheng Shiyi's attack, but kicked Zheng Shiyi with one leg hard towards Zheng Shiyi who was lying on the ground.

The two of them kicked each other almost at the same time.

On Zhan Ao's kicked leg, the fiery red black turtle phantom appeared again, completely endured Zheng Shiyi's thunder-like attack. The entire phantom vibrated violently under this attack, and dense cracks appeared on the turtle shell. Under this impact, his body retreated to the rear.

Although his martial soul is good at defense, it is not completely absolute defense. It will only weaken the power of the opponent's attack, but it will still be impacted.

Zheng Shiyi kicked Zhan Ao with one kick, but his abdomen was hit hard by Zhan Ao. The violent force rushed towards him, as if it was a giant pillar supporting the sky and earth. He fell down and kicked Zheng Shiyi's belly cracked, and pieces of blood-carried flesh flew out.

Through his cracked abdomen, you can even see that the intestines in his body have been kicked and deformed.

The Dragon Yancao martial soul in his body was beating wildly, quickly repairing his injured body.

Zheng Shiyi was severely injured by a blow, and seemed to be completely in a state of madness. The dark coffin in his body opened, and resentful souls flew out and flew towards Zhan Ao. Countless resentful souls formed a god of death and flew towards Zhan Ao.

Zhan Ao felt the darkness and terrifying aura coming from the air, and his face suddenly changed. The huge black turtle martial soul behind him turned rapidly around his body, completely protecting him in the middle.

A series of fiery red lights lit up, like a burning fire.

The resentful soul of the God of Death flew out and touched the black turtle martial soul, but made a crisp sound like a collision of weapons, but it was difficult to move forward.

"Blocked?"

"Zheng Shiyi's terrifying martial soul was blocked by Zhan Ao's martial soul?"

Everyone looked at the martial soul blocked outside and was slightly stunned for a moment, but soon someone reported it.

"No, Zheng Shiyi's martial soul is not as strong as before. When Zheng Shiyi released his martial soul, we felt a numbness even under the ring, but now we don't feel that way."

"That's right, the God of Death composed of this resentful soul is just like Zheng Shiyi's release of martial souls before. But before, the martial soul released by Zheng Shiyi could form nine resentful souls of death, but now there is only one."

"It is Zheng Shiyi's martial soul that has become weaker. I think this should be the case. The martial soul cannot be released infinitely. If it is released too much, the power of the martial soul will definitely be weakened. The stronger the martial soul is, the more so it is."

The resentful soul hit the fiery red black turtle martial soul again and again, returning in vain again and again. The color of the martial soul continued to fade, and eventually completely dissipated and resented into human-faced resentful souls, flying back into the coffin.

"Your martial soul cannot break through my defense. Now, all you can do is wait, waiting for the arrival of death." Zhan Ao looked at the dissipated resentful soul, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he stood up and rushed towards Zheng Shiyi.

The two people collided again and kept attacking each other with all parts except their arms.

One of the two is a disciple of the old man Berkeley. His fighting style is extremely crazy. Zheng Shiyi is completely possessed and has no idea of ​​the pain.

The two of them fought, even regardless of defense, and just attacked continuously. After attacking again, every attack was a collision between meat, which was extremely tragic.

Gradually, more and more people were paying attention to the battle between the two.

"It's so tragic. I've never seen such a tragic battle."

"Although neither of them uses fists, this kind of battle looks even more thrilling!"

Under repeated attacks, although Zhan Ao had the Black Turtle Martial Soul, his body was injured more and more. The Long Yancao Martial Soul in Zheng Shiyi's body was constantly repairing himself. Although he was seriously damaged every time he was hit, his body's injuries looked lighter than Zhan Ao, who had the Black Turtle Martial Soul.

Slowly, Zheng Shiyi began to gain the upper hand, suppressing Zhan Ao and constantly attacking wildly, and his shoulders hit Zhan Ao.

Zhan Ao did not show any weakness, but also knocked over with his shoulders.

The next moment, the two of them collided with their shoulders, making a sound like the ground cracking, and their bodies took two steps back.

Zhan Ao's arms trembled slightly. In the previous battle, his shoulders had been damaged many times. Now after another impact, he felt that his shoulders seemed to have cracked.

Zheng Shiyi was completely unable to feel the pain when he was possessed by the devil. He took another step forward and hit his shoulder again.

Zhan Ao looked at Zheng Shiyi who did not give him a chance to breathe. In desperation, he could only hit his shoulders again, unable to use his hands. Only shoulders and heads could be attacked at this position.

The two men collided again.

Snap...

A crisp sound of bone cracking came, and an indescribable severe pain came from Zhan Ao's shoulder. Although there was an unparalleled black turtle martial soul, the shoulders still cracked under repeated collisions. The tingling pain came, and the power of the shoulders dissipated slightly.

Zhan Ao was hit hard and knocked to the ground.

The green light of the Dragon Yancao martial soul shone wildly on Zheng Shiyi's shoulders, repairing the injured shoulders. His legs were like two iron pillars and stuck deep on the bluestone slabs in the ring, raised his head and headed towards Zhan Ao's heavy impact.

The head hammer hit, and it seemed like a giant mountain fell, and the air surrounding it compressed wildly, making sounds of sound booms.

not good!

Zhan Ao was shocked. If Zheng Shiyi hit this blow, he would not die and would lose half his life and not be hit!

Almost instinctively, his hands, which had been carrying behind him, suddenly stretched out and pushed out his palms to block in front of him. Under his palms, the fiery red black turtle martial soul appeared again, and a huge and complicated inscription appeared above the turtle shell. This inscription looked like the character "turtle" and the character "dragon", but the middle part was completely incomprehensible.

Zheng Shiyi's head hammer hit Zhan Ao's hands, and the huge recoil force shocked him and took two steps backwards before he could stabilize his body.

Zhan Ao lay on the ground, blocking Zheng Shiyi's attack with both hands, but the huge force hit him, and the huge impact force trembled. The violent force realized that it could be evaporated and all hit the ring beneath him.

Under this impact, the hard stone strips broke from the middle, revealing dense cracks like spider webs.

"Hand! Zhan Ao actually used his hands!"

"Zhan Ao just blocked Zheng Shiyi's attack with his hands!"

Under the ring, everyone suddenly started shouting loudly, and bursts of ridicule kept coming.

"It's really funny. What did he say before? He didn't take advantage of Zheng Shiyi and tied his hands up, but now? He's using his hands."

"It would be fine if he had used both hands from the beginning, but he claimed not to use both hands."

"He is really the disciple of the Old Man Berry? Can the Old Man Berry do such a backlash?"

Zhan Ao listened to the sarcasm from the bottom of the ring, especially the words of the old disciple of the Warmad, his face turned pale and gritted his teeth hard, and he carried his hands again. After he was shocked, he seemed to have no effect at all. Zheng Shiyi, who rushed over again, raised his legs and collapsed on the ground, jumped up in the air, and raised his other leg, whipping towards Zheng Shiyi like a steel whip.

(End of this chapter)
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