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As if he had been grabbed by a giant hand in his heart, Zhao Yunyang only felt that the heavens and the earth had suddenly become dim at this moment.

And he, subconsciously stretched out a hand and pressed his chest.

A suffocating sensation spread throughout his body, spreading like electricity, everywhere, making him instinctively begin to gasp for air.

At some point, his back was already wet, and cold sweat soaked his clothes.

"How is this possible...... He just glanced at me, how could I have such an illusion of falling into the abyss......"

After gasping for a while, Zhao Yunyang felt that his breathing had returned to normal.

Looking at Lin Junhe again, Zhao Yunyang's eyes were already full of infinite jealousy, and there was no longer even the slightest contempt.

Just when he calmed down his heart and began to think about how to deal with Lin Junhe.

His expression suddenly changed, and he noticed something unusual.

I saw that a hundred meters away in front of him, the real dragon throne and the dragons were still there, but Lin Junhe didn't know when, nowhere to be found!

There was a sudden shock in his heart, and he instinctively felt a threat of death, and Zhao Yunyang only heard a leisurely voice suddenly sounding behind him!

"Where are you looking?"

"I should have said that the game is over, right?"

"Now, it's my turn. ”

With that faint voice sounding, Zhao Yunyang only felt that the Ancient Giant Beast had awakened behind him.

That overwhelming breath made him almost suffocate!

Turning his head sharply, he summoned a silver dagger across his face.

What Zhao Yunyang saw was not an ancient giant, but ......

One has a palm like mutton fat and white jade.

That palm, after pinching the silver short sword lightly, directly grabbed his neck!

"Uh...... Ahh

Zhao Yunyang's heart sank violently, and his expression changed greatly.

He knew that this was different from the illusion just now, and now, this big hand really grabbed his lifeline, and could send him to hell at any time!

"I am the God Realm, I am the strongest person in the north, how can I ...... Die in a place like this!"

The last voice roared violently, and I saw that under Zhao Yunyang's hideous face, the silver ring he was wearing on his index finger suddenly shattered, turning into crumbs, drifting with the wind like sand.

The next moment, I saw a terrifying aura suddenly rising between the two.

With the little gap between Zhao Yunyang and Lin Junhe distorted, an incomparably cold aura erupted from it.

"Give me, die!!"

A beastly roar-like voice sounded from Zhao Yunyang's throat, and he saw a silver short sword covered with countless mysterious runes appear on his chest.

As soon as this short sword appeared, it erupted with a coercion that was more than ten times more terrifying than those short swords.

Although Zhao Yunyang's eyes were somewhat distressed at this time, more of them were crazy!

This magic weapon, called the Silver Marrow Sword, was a high-grade spiritual weapon that he obtained from a historic site more than ten years ago.

I am afraid that if you look at the whole world, there is not much left of these treasures.

But as long as he can kill Lin Junhe and then occupy Tianchi, he feels that everything is worth it.

"Lin Junhe, the biggest mistake you made was to be too arrogant. ”

"You shouldn't have been so close to me, now, go die!!"

Under the laughter, although Zhao Yunyang's face was pale and almost out of breath when he was pinched by Lin Junhe, there was no depression on his face, and some were just crazy and excited.

Because at this time, Lin Junhe and him were less than fifty centimeters away.

At this distance, he sacrificed the full force of the high-grade spirit weapon, and he didn't believe that anyone in this world could resist it!

If there is, there is only one possibility.

That's it.

That person is not a person at all, but a real ......

God!

However, just when Zhao Yunyang roared frantically and excitedly, and manipulated the Silver Marrow Sword to stab Lin Junhe's heart.

A joking voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Yunyang's ears.

"Did you just think that there is no one in this world who can block your sword at such a close distance, unless that person is a god?"

Zhao Yunyang's expression trembled instinctively, and his lips began to tremble inexplicably.

Because of the fighting instinct cultivated over the decades, it was frantically reminding him at this time.

He was wrong, outrageously wrong, and about to pay an unbearable price for it!

His eyes widened to the limit, Zhao Yunyang stared at Lin Junhe deadly, he wanted to roar, wanted to vent, but he couldn't even say a word, he could only listen to Lin Junhe quietly, and said the last thing he wanted to hear.

It was the last thing he wanted to hear.

"Unfortunately, to you, I am God!"

Zhao Yunyang's breathing, at this moment, with this sentence, stagnated.

The whole world, at this moment, seemed to tremble violently.

"Knock ......"

Zhao Yunyang knew that it was not this world that really stagnated, only his heart that was almost collapsed because of fear.

smiled faintly, and finally glanced at Zhao Yunyang, Lin Junhe, moved.

As if grasping a ridiculous plastic toy, Lin Junhe grabbed the Silver Marrow Sword with his free hand.

Then, under Zhao Yunyang's own eyes, he directly pinched it into real dust.

"No...... No...... How is this possible......"

Looking at the silver chalcedony sword that sprinkled from Lin Junhe's fingertips like dust and sand, Zhao Yunyang's face lost the last trace of blood.

Desperation, which took over his face, became his only remaining emotion.

"No...... No...... No...... I can't die, I can't die......"

Talking to himself frantically, Zhao Yunyang began his last struggle.

In the futility of a moment, the last gleam of despair shone in his eyes.

Then, this brilliance gradually evolved into ......

The Last Madness!

The majestic internal energy in Zhao Yunyang's body began to riot and began to compress.

Below, a grandmaster who had fled to a distance to watch the battle suddenly changed his expression and exclaimed in surprise.

"It's not good, Zhao Yunyang is preparing to detonate the internal strength in his body, and he will die with Master Lin!"

"Self-destructed, is he preparing to burn the jade?"

Feeling the restless internal energy that flowed out of Zhao Yunyang's body, everyone present was completely panicked.

Some of the warriors who were still relatively close began to desperately flee towards the entrance when they came.

They knew that if they were swept into the self-explosion of the God Realm powerhouse, they would definitely die!

The internal energy in the body of a god realm powerhouse can only be described as majestic as the sea, and how much lethality such a weight of internal energy can cause when it is released after compression, people can't imagine it at all!

At least, it can be comparable to the sensation caused by the detonation of 10,000-ton explosives!