"Come on, today is either you or I die. But again, for Zhang Ning. Give your enemies, especially powerful enemies, the final fate, unless it is death, or do not want to escape.

The pitch-black lines on the blood armor began to gradually diffuse a terrifying aura, which was because Zhang Ning was gradually relieving his suppression of his own bloodline, otherwise with Zhang Ning's state at this time, he would have torn the Moslet in front of him apart.

"Hmm!"

Obviously, Moslet also noticed that Zhang Ning's momentum began to change drastically, and the whole person seemed to be a different person. If the original Zhang Ning still has a little human touch, Zhang Ning at this time is like a demon in the abyss, a demon king who has returned from hell, full of cold-blooded breath.

"Hmph, Wyvern Slash!"

As a knight, Moslet's heart is extremely firm, and he will not be frightened by this little thing, and the aura on his body is also cold and terrifying, so he will not have any stage fright.

And she was aware of it. Zhang Ming's process of transformation will take some time, but he doesn't plan to give Zhang Ning another chance, and with a random slash of the sword in his hand, a pitch-black slash that is so narrow that it is almost like a hair shoots out.

If I had to describe the state of this slash, I could only describe it as swift as the wind, because it was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye, and all the trees in its place were cut in two, and the trees were gradually falling, but the speed of this slash did not stagnate.

He stood still and didn't dodge anything. The expression was also unwavering, and finally Zhang Ning's golden eyes began to open gradually.

The beast-like vertical pupils made Zhang Ning under the helmet look even more majestic and mysterious.

A powerful momentum rushed straight into the sky from Zhang Ning's center like a raging flame. And the surroundings spread out in all directions. Let the creatures around you only feel heavy on your body.

However, coercion is only useful for living creatures, and it has no use for the black slash Wyvern Slash, which was born only to attack Zhang Ning, and the Wyvern Slash at this time is only a few tens of meters away from Zhang Ning. It was Zhang Ningcai who turned his head to look at the past, his expression was calm and terrifying, and he raised his left hand, which had been idle, and opened it.

"Stupid!"

At this time, Moslet returned to his indifferent posture, and he also secretly sighed in his heart that the terrible pressure exuded from Zhang Ning's body at this time, even he felt depressed.

But he was also secretly mocking Zhang Ning's stupidity, his lifelong learning was integrated into the slash just now, and he even used this attack to kill a young dragon.

But the next scene made Moslet feel terrified, and even vaguely felt the urge to escape, but he quickly forgot about it.

I saw Zhang Ning take his flying dragon slash empty-handed, but his hand was unharmed, although he was shocked back a few steps, but the flying dragon slash that was several meters wide was actually sucked into a mysterious black hole.

The powerful air flow caused some distortion in the air, and finally his black Wyvern slash disappeared without a trace, Zhang Ning only took a few steps back, but stood there unharmed.

"......" Although Moslet stood there unfazed on the surface, his heart was blank, and he couldn't wait to scold Zhang Ning's ancestors for eighteen generations.

However, after a lot of hardships to reach his current strength and status, he quickly calmed down again, and a fierce blood gradually spread in his heart, and his blue eyes, which were originally normal, were also dyed crimson, and vertical pupils like beasts also appeared there.

"Roar!"

Moslet let out a low roar, and his already scaly feet stomped on the ground, and the whole person seemed to be a phantom and suddenly rushed towards Zhang Ning.

"Boom. ”

Zhang Ning raised the gun in his hand and let out a soft sound, and looked ahead with a calm face.

"Dragon Slayer!"

Unlike his previous moves, the long sword in Moslet's hand did not slash again, but began to emerge from the black fighting spirit on top of his evil and domineering long sword.

The wide sword body and the incomparably black fighting spirit drew a wonderful arc, leaving an afterimage in the air, as if it was like a dark starry sky, and slashed towards Zhang Ning.

Seeing this, Zhang Ning's face remained unchanged, and he raised his hand to shoot forward.

But Moslet's face changed drastically when he saw Zhang Ning's posture, and he could see that Zhang Ning was already planning to give up his defense, and fight with him like a beast, regardless of any consequences.

And this kind of fighting method is also what he is most afraid of, although his defense is amazing, but for a powerful opponent like Zhang Ning, it is only a little difficult to break his defense, and the damage he causes is a cutting slash, while Zhang Ning's damage is a stab with a spear, a shot and a hole, which is even more terrible than his damage.

Moslet also thought that the hardness of the blood armor on Zhang Ning's body was probably not inferior to the scale armor on his body.

At that time, in the end, if he really doesn't defend, I'm afraid he will be full of holes, and Zhang Ning's defense, he still can't break it, because he knows that Zhang Ning's blood armor can be constantly repaired, just like the shield just now.

"Damn!"

The tangled Moslet had a look of resentment on his face, but he had to change the direction of his slash, otherwise he would have no good fruit to eat in the end.

The distance is getting closer and closer, and he also finds that Zhang Ning's target is his heart, one of the vital death points of the human body, once this part is pierced, it is better than a thousand holes.

"Bump!"

The extremely sharp long sword slashed at Zhang Ning's hatred, and there was a soft sound, centered on the two people, and the powerful air flow once again turned the land over as if it had been ploughed by an ox.

At this time, a smile like a winner appeared on the corner of Zhang Ning's mouth. He looked at Moslet calmly as if mocking him, although Moslet couldn't see it, but he also seemed to notice Zhang Ning's strange gaze and couldn't help but feel a burst of annoyance.

Zhang Ming's hand-to-hand strength couldn't help but increase a little. But in the few seconds when he was in a trance, Zhang Ning's blood armor had undergone earth-shaking changes, as if it was about to be stripped of something.

"Oops!" When something goes wrong, there is a demon, Moslet couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Zhang Ning's strange situation, and hurriedly wanted to retreat, but found that a strong suction came from the sword and he had to stop in place and couldn't dodge.