Soul of Negary

"Liang Jingru, it's definitely Liang Jingru." J Chuan, the killer in the distance, stopped in a spinning state, and casually said something, causing the other people's brows to jump.

Chang Xia retracted the straight knife in his hand, looked at Noah who was standing on the side, and then his eyes fell on Lan Shan in the distance.

"Is that girl the King of Black Death? But why is she now standing with Wang Yuan and others, has she been brainwashed?" Chang Xia's face was gloomy. .

Fang Ze's attack just now smashed Negri into pieces, but it did not cause any damage to Negri's main body.

It may not be difficult to defeat Negri by using hidden means, but the difficulty is how to capture or even control him alive.

After all, if you want to quickly end this cataclysm that has affected the whole world, you must cooperate with Negri, or the help of the Black Death Calamity King.

Just looking at Negri, who revealed a deadly charm in the field, he flashed a thought: using his backhand, can he really defeat this person... this monster?

Negri didn't care about the messy thoughts of others. He just walked towards Fang Ze with the blade in hand. The power of the other party's disaster surged in chaos, showing his inner unrest.

"I became the King of Calamities, but I never gave up my own training. After such hard training, I will never lose to a monster like you!" Fang Ze raised his head and let the blood flow on his forehead: "For the sake of All those who suffer in the disaster, I will definitely defeat you!"

"Personality modeling has changed again." Negri's eyes flickered, and Fang Ze's personality modeling has been constantly updated. As long as the data is perfect, Fang Ze's every move is within Negri's expectations.

To put it simply, the humanoid formula of Fang Ze has been deduced by Negri. What kind of variables are input and what kind of results will be obtained, Negri already knows all about it, and the only variable is the protagonist's halo.

This thing will make Fang Ze's personality model continue to change, and when Negri has a certain model of the protagonist's halo, he will once again grasp Fang Ze's change, but it is from a one-variable two-variable equation to a multivariate one. Just the equation.

Of course, in reality, this kind of personality algorithm will be much more complicated, and there are just too many things to consider.

"I will definitely defeat you!" Fang Ze's aura erupted again, much stronger than his strongest state, and the fist carrying the power of terrifying disaster was swung towards Negri.

"Haha!" Negri smiled, dodged Fang Ze's attack, raised the blade with his other hand and grabbed the tip of the sword. With a flick of his hand, the blade turned into countless fragments and flew towards the unprepared. Fang Ze.

In an instant, Fang Ze was transformed into Liu Ya's authority, and the broken blade passed by Fang Ze's side. Fang Ze, who was not affected, approached Negri and attacked Negri very skillfully, completely no longer as immature as before.

The blade was inserted into the broken concrete floor, trembling slightly, and the fragments seemed to have some connection with each other.

Fang Ze in Negri finally had a certain amount of pressure, especially when the opponent's hard power surpassed his own. Seeing Fang Ze's eyes flashing with inexplicable brilliance, Negri's heart moved. This abnormal speed of progress is also It is the basic treatment of the protagonist.

It only takes two or three months for the opponent to acquire superpowers. No matter how talented he is, even if he exercises every day, his fighting skills are at best a good level, but after fighting Negri, his fighting skills have risen rapidly.

After being marked on his forehead and giving a second-class testimonial, his fighting skills rose again, even surpassing those masters who had been practicing hard for decades, making a leap forward.

All kinds of fighting skills flowed in Fang Ze's heart, and he developed his own root ability again.

With the connection established in the field of illusion before, he once again used the power of others, but this time the "power" was their fighting skills.

The fighting skills of thousands of survivors flowed in Fang Ze's heart. Most of them were ordinary civilians before, but there were also a variety of fighting fans and soldiers. After all, the survival rate of such people in the apocalypse was higher. Much higher.

Hundreds of fighting styles from all over the world have been borrowed by Fang Ze, and so many suitable or inappropriate experiences poured into his mind, but Fang Ze quickly adapted and learned something from it. The fighting skills are already tricks.

His whole body, fists, forearms, elbows, knees, calves, all turned into the most powerful weapons, the power of disaster spread on it, and the properties of high temperature were fully stimulated in the fist swing.

Fang Ze's fists and feet had high-temperature flames, and his fists and feet distorted the air between swings, making the trajectory of his attack full of uncertainty and more complicated and changeable.

The fists and arms collided, and the two forces of disaster continued to confront each other. There was a roaring sound. At this moment, hearing seemed to lose its effectiveness. Fang Ze's pupils enlarged, his body swayed sideways, and the force of disaster in his hands twisted wildly, and then The fist slammed out.

At this moment, the air seemed to be burning too, like the heat wave of the flame rushing towards Negri, impacting the power of disaster on Negri's body. Fang Ze's power of disaster was stimulated to the extreme, and Negri's power of disaster also seemed to be Melt breakdown.

The heat wave blew on Negri, and he took the initiative to open a big hole in his chest, allowing Fang Ze's fist to pass through. Taking advantage of this gap, Negri stepped forward and hit Fang Ze's head with an elbow.

After all, the protection of the power of disaster is not omnipotent, especially when the opponent has the same power of disaster, the strength of the attack cannot be fully resisted, which makes Fang Ze very uncomfortable, there is a buzzing sound in his ears, and his nose is cold. It's cold, I think it's a fragile nose bleeding.

Fang Ze's body leaned back, his feet instinctively took a step back to stabilize his center of gravity, his hands were drawn back and crossed in front of him, the power of disaster surged forward, protecting Negri's next attack, but he found that Negri hit a punch. The fist turned into a palm to suck.

The fragments of the blade scattered on the ground in the distance flew upside down, recondensed into a blade, and stuck it on Fang Ze's back, with the tip of the blade protruding from his chest.

The pain in the back made Fang Ze's spirit slacken, but he was not simple. He understood that things were not good. No power point.

Then he slapped the chest with his palm, flung the blade into the air, and changed his body's power of disaster attribute to He Qiao's ability, using the vitality of plants to quickly repair his injuries.

It's just that the injury this time is different from the slight scratch on the forehead before, and the force of one step is madly destroying his body.