"Humph!" Ye Cheng groaned, and blood gushed out of his left ear... In other words, there was no left ear anymore. His left ear was cut off by Michael.
"Michael!!!" Youlong roared!
"Brother Cheng!" Almeti screamed.
But Michael opened his hands with a face of intoxication, feeling the pure hatred: "The feeling of hate is so beautiful." Then the knife fell again, and Ye Cheng's right ear no longer existed. However, although Ye Cheng's face was covered with sweat caused by the pain, his expression remained unchanged, and his eyes stared at Michael like cold wind.
"Oh? Still a tough guy, huh?"
Poof!
The left arm also flies into the sky!
"Brother Cheng! No! No!" Hermeti's cries and screams were mixed together, becoming an unbearable cry. But a look of determination flashed in her eyes: "Michael! Remember what you said!"
Hearing this, Ye Cheng subconsciously shouted: "Xiao Ai! No..."
But Almeti had almost no hesitation. Her beautiful eyes looked at Ye Cheng for the last time, but they were filled with endless love. But her body was glowing with colorful light!
Introducing the laws of heaven and earth into the body to cause conflict!
Law bomb!
Her facial features kept getting brighter and then exploded!
boom! !
The gray-black airflow was also exploded by such a powerful power of law, but Almaty was no longer visible in it.
"No!!" Ye Cheng screamed. Ye Cheng, who had always been calm and calm, remained unmoved even after having his ears cut off and one arm. But at this moment, he was shedding two tears: "Little love..."
"Hahaha! Youlong! Have you seen it?" Michael jumped excitedly, like a child who has successfully pranked to show off to his friends: "Love? There is no love anymore. How can we love after she is dead? But Hatred will always exist. Just like if I killed your little girlfriend, you will always hate me. Now that I kill that guy’s little girlfriend, he will also always hate me until... Huh? "
Michael suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Ye Cheng.
After Almeti's death, he no longer used the energy of heaven and earth to restrain Ye Cheng. I saw Ye Cheng standing at the place where Almaty had fallen just now. His right arm that still existed reached toward the sky and grabbed it, but he couldn't catch anything.
Because of the power of the conflict of laws, there was no ashes left in Hermati, as if it had never existed.
But Ye Cheng shook his head and looked at Michael: "The love is still there, her love is in my heart."
Michael screamed strangely, and another gray-black air flow broke through the wind!
Poof!
The remaining right arm also soared into the sky!
You Long suddenly wanted to break through the blockage of Haoran's Law and roared: "Michael! You promised! One of them can survive!"
Michael laughed strangely: "You are really crazy! Do you believe my promise? Do you think I am someone who will keep my promise?" However, Ye Cheng's expression remained unchanged. In contrast, although Ye Cheng It looked like the dying man was in a panic, but Michael was even more furious: "Why! Why! Why! Why! Why! Why! Why! Why! Why! Why! Why! Why! Why!!"
Countless gray-black air currents were like an overwhelming rain of needles, piercing Ye Cheng's body.
But Ye Cheng still looked at Michael with a calm expression, as if looking at a clown.
"Why don't you hate me!!!!" Michael screamed angrily, and a gray-black sharp blade hundreds of meters long cut Ye Cheng in half!
Ye Cheng's upper body flew into the sky and then fell to the ground.
His face was covered in blood, but his eyes were still as calm as water. He spoke slowly: "Wandering Dragon."
You Long looked at Ye Cheng, his face full of anger: "Ye Cheng! Don't worry! I will definitely kill this bastard to avenge you!"
Ye Cheng slowly shook his head, even though he was very human. But with his body cut in half like this, it was already very powerful to be able to shake his head and say, "Don't hate."
"What?" You Long was startled.
"Hate is the source of Michael's strength. The more you hate him, the stronger he becomes. Only a normal heart and only love can defeat him."
Michael sneered: "Beat me? If you can do it, try it!"
boom! !
The gray-black air flow fell from the sky like a huge mountain, crushing Ye Cheng into a ball of meat!
"No!!" Youlong roared violently, and the milky white halo of his body swelled!
The gray-black airflow that had been entangled with him seemed to feel something, and spread around to avoid it! Youlong instantly flapped his wings and shot his body towards Michael like a cannonball!
Michael, however, seemed to be completely unconscious, his face once again showing his intoxicated open hands: "Hmm... the smell of hate is really irresistible."
Poof!
The cold flame spear passed through the body. Michael and Youlong were very close, but they showed a mocking look: "You can't use the power of that blow again, can you?"
puff!
A right hook hit You Long hard on the cheek, and he flew away.
"Hmph." Michael suddenly pulled out the cold flame gun from his chest and threw it aside like garbage. The next moment, his body flashed, and he appeared in the path of the flying dragon and punched him again!
boom!
You Long and Ruan Bi'er trembled violently at the same time, You Long spurted out blood, and the blood in his mouth was mixed with some dark blood clots. Those were fragments of internal organs. Michael was riding on Youlong's body, and his fists hit Youlong's face every time he spoke! The wings behind him caused by sublimation had already been blown away.
"Why do you think I didn't destroy the entire world with a soul bomb early on?"
The left fist crashes down!
"Why do you think I keep ordering Sariel to rebel against the human race and cause trouble among the human race?"
The right fist hits down!
"Why do you think we haven't come out in full force in the past four years? If the Gods had done their best, the humans could have defended for four years?"
The left fist crashes down!
Michael pinched You Long's neck and said with a maniacal expression, "It's just because of hate!"
"The more you hate me, the stronger I will be! Only the stronger I am, can I possibly win against the master!"
"Now I have gained enough hate! Plus the body of Zeus and the law of Haoran! Hahahahaha! Lord! I win! Hahahaha!"
Michael looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, looking at the sky with his eyes as black as ink, and roared: "Master! Did you see it! Your last trump card is this boy!? I will destroy him now!"
The shadow flows behind Michael, and the air currents of heaven and earth turn into eight gray-black spears made of the air currents of heaven and earth, like the eight claws and feet of a spider!
"No!" Ruan Bi'er shouted feebly in the void. Just because of the Tongxin Ring, Ruan Bi'er was only a translucent afterimage at this moment, like a three-dimensional projection with unclear picture, and it was trembling all the time, as if under the influence of It dissipated in the wind in an instant.
In fact, if it weren't for the Tongxin Ring to disperse the damage, You Long would have been beaten to death long ago.
Buzz buzz buzz…
White light kept shining from the body of Youlong.
The God-Slaying Demon-Slaying Armor is a powerful piece of armor. In addition to its self-generated shield ability, it also has the effect of restoring power and restoring the wearer's physical strength. But at this moment, under the bombardment of the powerful force after the increase of Michael's Law of Hate, this kind of recovery is undoubtedly no different from a drop in the bucket.
… …
In that mysterious little house, I have been sitting on that high-tech chair. Even if Michael understood the law of hate, he would not have any fluctuations. But when Michael took the body of Zeus, he already showed a look of disbelief.
Looking at Michael who was roaring up to the sky, a look of despair appeared on his face for the first time.
This is a complete suppression of strength.
After taking the body of Zeus, Michael, the Law of Haoran and the Law of Hatred, this kind of powerful strength is no longer at the level of this world. Even in thousands of worlds, he can still be considered a good player. In this world, it is directly like the strength of a god.
Looking at Michael, he was helpless.
The hand on the chair was clenched into a fist.
"Youlong!" Xiaoyou Xiaoxi couldn't care less about her unhappiness and couldn't help shouting. They followed Youlong for a while, and they were like friends to the two divine weapon spirits who were as blank as a sheet of paper.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff!
Eight gray-black spears were stabbed into Youlong's chest.
Poof! Blood flowed from You Long's mouth, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.
Michael and You Long looked at each other, but there was confusion on their faces: "What are you unwilling to do? Go to hell."
Snap!
The hands that had been squeezing You Long's neck suddenly tightened. Seeing You Long's neck twisted at an unreasonable angle, Michael clapped his hands with satisfaction: "That's right."
Youlong, dead.