Zhulong let out a roar, and his huge, smoke-like body undulated like waves. Seemingly seeing that physical sword skills were ineffective against Han Baiyi, he immediately closed one eye in his direction.
Close the left eye, the cycle of life and death.
thump.
thump.
The heart beats slowly.
Compared with the previous ignorance when he died, Han Baiyi's feelings were obviously much stronger this time.
My heart felt like it was being squeezed hard by a big hand, my brain felt like it was suddenly pierced by a rusty iron rod, stirring vigorously, and my eardrums felt like there was a sword piercing the iron plate, pulling it apart, and making a loud sound.
A harsh sound.
The nerves were stretched to the extreme in an instant.
With a bang, Han Baiyi's head exploded on the spot.
But so what?
Faced with the fact that he was dead, Han Baiyi did not go back to the timeline as usual.
Instead, he went against the norm and jumped forward one second, adjusting the timeline to the future.
Han Baiyi's body was blurred for a moment, and his entire headless body was distorted in space. The images received by his eyes jumped frame by frame. Han Baiyi, who was already dead, directly severed the cause and effect of death and life.
Jumped to the future.
Schrödinger's Han Baiyi.
When he reached the point of 'next second', Han Baiyi was already in perfect shape.
However, the huge spiritual power is still filled with him, and he is domineering and rampant.
In addition, the extreme pain of his head exploding just now was grinding in his mind, and his brain was trembling all the time.
The pain piles up.
This is why Han Baiyi is unwilling to jump to the future during battle.
Although he can survive death in an instant, his body still remains in its previous state. The pain left by each death will continue to be superimposed on the current state, and even jumping back to the past will be of no use.
If he used this move in daily battles, the pain of dozens of deaths would be enough to cause him to collapse physically and mentally.
However, Han Baiyi no longer cares about this.
After the thunder dragon disappeared for a moment, it charged away with a more domineering and arrogant attitude.
Han Baiyi's eyes were red.
Both because of pain and because of anger.
Originally, he had already reached the upper limit of what his body could bear with less than 10,000 spiritual points. However, due to the continuous and reckless accumulation of energy, his body was on the verge of collapse at the moment of recasting. However, because of this momentary
It was intact, giving Han Baiyi a chance to fight to the death.
Like a thunderous dragon, it left a scorched black mark on the path of the clouds, and Han Baiyi moved forward step by step.
One knife is not enough.
Soon, Zhulong was freed from this pain and looked at the ants in front of him with a pair of red eyes angrily.
"roar"
The black mist from the wound dispersed, and the candle dragon roared and swung the seven knives. The giant knife, which was dozens of meters long, suddenly broke through the sound barrier under the swing of the candle dragon. Even a national treasure that carries the destiny of a country, with such strength,
It also made an unbearable tearing sound when it was waved.
What came with it was a slashing attack like a violent storm.
Continuous slashes were thrown out continuously, and each sword could set off a huge wave in the thin clouds. The tearing sound exploded in the ears again and again, and was overshadowed by the next loud noise again and again.
.
Even just one sword represents a stain on the majesty of the noble one.
This is an unacceptable mistake.
However, in the face of these countless slashes, Han Baiyi looked calm, as if all pain did not exist, and he just moved forward step by step, covering the black and white world.
Countless violent winds and huge waves were shattered in front of this thin black and white world, and finally disappeared without a trace.
Every step Han Baiyi took was like a heavy drum beating on Zhulong's heart.
The seven knives fell heavily, and the sword tips were directly on Han Baiyi's head.
Han Baiyi's face turned cold, and he held his hands high in tears.
The black and white world extends in an arc.
laugh.
The two swords intersect.
The seven-branch sword, which was dozens of meters long, and the hilt alone was several times longer than Han Baiyi himself, broke at the moment when it intersected with the black and white blade, and traces of sparse powder followed his blade.
Drifting to both sides.
The huge blade tilted and fell into the sea of clouds, breaking up a cloud wave.
Han Baiyi did not waver at all, he just raised his head high and looked at the candle dragon.
Veins bulged on his arms.
The figure blurred again, and once again crossed into the future.
The pain continued to pile up, and the violent shock seemed to freeze the brain for a moment, but the body remained intact and even in excellent condition.
Taking advantage of this perfect moment, Han Baiyi's whole body was wrapped in almost blazing lightning, and all the signals in his body were activated in an instant.
"Are you having fun?"
The second the words fell, Han Baiyi moved.
He stepped on the cloud-filled sky with his right foot, and the wooden clog under his feet exploded into powder the moment he landed.
The huge impact brought about an equally huge reaction force. I saw an impact piercing through the whole body. The waist and legs exerted force at the same time, and the body rushed into the void with an afterimage that was invisible to the naked eye.
The body rushing forward at super high speed set off huge resistance in the air, and the whole body seemed to be completely wrapped in a layer of white air barrier, but it was torn apart by the power of thunder and lightning.
White and blue are mixed together, highly compressed by the ultra-high pressure air in front of the body, and blooming under the entanglement of thunder and lightning.
Suddenly, it seemed as if a blue sun rose above the ground.
Extremely dazzling.
Zhulong also felt the danger hidden in the brilliant thunder. He was about to let out a roar, but was instantly pierced by the lightning that rushed straight in front of him. The straight thunder and lightning left a long vacuum channel in the air path.
There was a faint burning smell.
The roar stuck in his throat seemed to be stuck in his chest.
A huge hole was exposed in the center of the black smoke-like body.
Even the body seems to have faded a bit.
With just this one knife, Han Baiyi's body had turned into a piece of charcoal that was connected with difficulty.
Using a small body and using huge power that does not belong to him will lead to such results.
But so what?
Continuing to jump to the future, the pain is superimposed again, and the pain of when the body is burned to coke is continuously heard in the brain, but it has no impact on the body.
It was a residual phantom pain.
Han Baiyi stood up straight.
A layer of black and white 'world' wrapped around the red blade of Bai Lai.
Turn around and twist your steps.
His figure once again shone like wild thunder, and the blade wrapped in the stillness expanded millions of times in an instant. The stock of spiritual energy beyond his own limit was not retained in his hands.
The pain of death is enough as long as it blooms for a moment.
Even with a body as huge as Zhulong, it was difficult to resist such a decisive blow. The black and white blade flew past like a tall building collapsing, and a dragon claw separated instantly and fell straight down.
Han Baiyi was covered in blood, with wounds split open on the surface of his body, and blood flowed down his forehead and covered his eyes.