The move from stillness to full force can make people unable to detect any signs of change.

Ometi was clearly aware of Zheng Gan's changes at this moment.

The heavy rain of fist swung out violently seemed to fill the entire line of sight.

However, Zheng Gan's hollow eyes slightly condensed and his mind was so dense that the overwhelming attack touched his body without any attack.

It was like there was an invisible barrier in front of Zheng Gan, and every iron fist was stopped one foot in front of him.

"What skill is this? Is the space cut off?"

"No, he didn't launch magic so, and the space could not stop such a strong physical attack."

"Is it a spiritual position?"

"No, none of them."

As the gods were talking, Yang Jian emitted a faint green light in his third eye: "He did not activate any skills, he just held it with his hands."

Just parry with your hands?!

The gods took a breath.

Looking closely, it turns out.

It seemed that Zheng Gan was standing still, but in fact his arms were moving at a speed that was almost invisible.

Its movement amplitude is extremely small and extremely accurate, making every parry faster and more energy-saving.

Faced with the seemingly violent attack, Zheng Gan was calm in resisting it.

The slightly changed eyes once again returned to absolute calm.

Zheng Gan seemed to be a sea without any waves at this moment.

The energy is as endless as the sea, and as terrifying as a mirror.

It seemed that even if the world collapsed, he could catch it calmly.

Finally, after a few seconds of parrying, Zheng Gan moved after millions of matchups.

He took a step forward.

"Um!!!"

Ometi made a painful voice.

She was obviously the attacking side, but Zheng Gan from the defensive side just took one step forward, and she was forced to slide back and shovel.

Zheng Gan took another step, and she took another step.

The violent fist rain seemed to turn into a spring breeze and cotton rain, and Zheng Gan was walking leisurely in the garden.

"How...probably! Why do you...I don't believe it!!"

Ometi went crazy and launched the most violent attack to date.

The density of boxing rain doubled.

The space behind Zheng Gan was constantly shattered by the impact force.

However, from beginning to end, his expression never moved at all.

Just then.

Zheng Gan slowly raised his hand.

What is he going to do?!

Before Ometi could react, she saw Zheng Gan punching him softly at Quan Yu.

Immediately afterwards, an unimaginable severe pain came from the abdomen.

A seemingly soft and weak punch actually penetrated Ometi's fist rain and hit his abdomen.

Zheng Gan's punch almost made a cloudless blow, and the dense rain of fists disappeared in an instant.

Ometi vomited a lot of blood with a sound of wow.

This Aztec god who was as if no one could defeat him just now was actually beaten by Zheng Gan and knelt on the ground and vomited blood.

"How...how is it possible?!"

Ometi tried to stand up, but before her knees were stretched out, she fell down again after she took off her strength.

She lay on the ground and gasped violently, breathing violently at the air that did not exist.

The boss stared in disbelief.

I actually... can't stand up?!

Just a punch, it will cause such serious damage to me?!

How is this possible?!

If it were just freedom, it wouldn't be possible to become so strong.

What kind of power did he get?!

With difficulty, Zheng Gan stood in front of her and did not pursue the victory.

It seemed that in his eyes, Ometi was not a god-like god at all, but a harmless little rabbit with humans and animals. There was no need to be particularly careful about whether she would suddenly rise up.

How dare you look down on me?!

How dare you look down on me?!

Ometi was furious at this moment, hating and fearing Zheng Gan.

If so, she would love to peel and remove the tendons of Zheng Gan now.

"Master God, how are you?!"

Chantiko, who had finally recovered a little, rushed over and hugged Ometi and pulled her three or four meters away.

The other two demons finally recovered some strength and followed closely behind, protecting Ometi and Zheng Gan.

Zheng Gan looked silently as if it had solidified, without obstructing it.

"Master God, how are you? Don't move, I'll treat you now." Chantiko pressed his hand on Ometi's chest, squeezed out all the MP left, and restored Ometi's injury as much as possible.

Looking at the volcanic goddess Chantiko in front of her, she tried her best to heal and protect herself, which made Ometi stunned for a long time.

Oh, Chantiko, how loyal?!

The dying Ometi reached out and hugged Chantiko.

This sudden favor made Chantiko flattered for a moment.

"Oh? Lord... Lord God, you are..."

"Chantico, you are truly worthy of being the demon god of the Aztec god. It really didn't disappoint me. I felt your loyalty."

Ometi's words made Chantiko at a loss for a moment.

However, before Chantico could speak.

With a puff.

Blood gushed out from behind her.

Blood gushed out of his mouth like a waterfall, dyeing his entire chin red.

Chantiko's eyes widened in an instant, their eyes full of incomprehension.

What happened? What was the pain in the stomach?

She lowered her head.

I saw Ometi's entire hand penetrated into her stomach.

This unexpected scene made Zheng Gan, who was fully devoted to freedom, frown.

Looking up, the last scene she saw in her life was Ometi's hideous and laughing face.

And her weird and cold voice.

"Since you are so loyal, it is worth dying for me, right?"

"Master...Master God..."

What else Chantiko wanted to say, Ometi had already pulled out his hand.

"Turn into my power!"

In his bloody hands, he grabbed the divine core belonging to Chantiko.

Ometi laughed wildly and crushed it.

Chantiko died in a scream of hoarseness.

The same kind of slaughter?

Even the gods who have experienced many battles in this scene couldn't help but gasp in fear.
To be continued...