"Wow!"

Zhao Ziyang's body was lying heavily in the mud pool, and he almost avoided the ruling blow. He copied the website to visit, but even so, he still felt the coldness on his back, and he could clearly hear the sound of cutting clothes.

His back was filled with mud in a pool of mud, which effectively blocked the blade in the judge's hand. Although the mud could not stop the real cutting of the knife, the slightest difference was enough to allow Zhao Ziyang to avoid it. His speed was not as fast as the judge, but he was familiar with the speed and attack mode of the judgment. The so-called knowing oneself and knowing oneself and the enemy, probably this is the case. It was just that the judgment was too fast and too fast, and even if he knew oneself and the enemy, he was still in a terrified state.

The attack failed, and the ruling immediately relied on his own speed to bully himself, pounced on him like a wild wolf. His arms were slightly bent, the blade was down, and his body stretched in the air instantly, making his fall the fastest and more direct.

He knows how to adjust under what circumstances, and is more clear that every movement of the body represents the different effects of gravity. When he tightens and stretches his body, he will definitely fall faster than other movements. Because when the body is stretched and stretched, all the upward lifting forces will be offset by the stretched and stretched. This has nothing to do with gravity, it is just a skill.

There are countless techniques for ruling, everything is to exert its own speed.

Feeling the murderous intent coming from behind, Zhao Ziyang immediately turned his body.

"Crash!"

The mud pool made a sound of water waves turning as his body rotated, and his body stagnated with the sound of water waves, and then went from lying down to lying on his back. This was simply a pool full of mud. When a person's body completely crawled up, he would fall into the mud. The moment he turned over, he would inevitably be suctioned by the mud.

The water is not very deep, only more than twenty centimeters. All the undersides are mud, and it is a viscous mud unique to Africa. It is said that this mud is full of strange therapeutic effects and can make the skin better. Unfortunately, the mud now has caused great obstacles to Zhao Ziyang. If it is on the flat ground, it can roll over in an instant for the most effective avoidance.

"laugh!"

"Um!!!"

The sound of the saber entering his body came from Zhao Ziyang's left shoulder, accompanied by his muffled groans due to pain.

The attraction of the mud slowed his speed by half a second. It was this half second that made him unable to avoid the attack of the ruling and was stabbed into his left shoulder by a saber from the other party.

The blade entered the body, and blood flowed outward, instantly dyeing the surrounding mud and water red.

In the severe pain, Zhao Ziyang reached out and held Judicial's left wrist hard, lifted his knees and rushed towards the other party's crotch.

"Wow!"

Accompanied by the sound of water, Zhao Ziyang's right knee raised and carried out a fierce impact. The powerful force even brought out the sound of breaking the wind. If the attack was solid, the verdict would be destroyed in an instant.

"ah!--"

A painful cry came from Zhao Ziyang's mouth again, and his right leg hit the saber in the right hand of his decision, and let the other party penetrate it as if he was coming from the door.

His speed is slow, which is very, very slow compared to the ruling. When he is suppressed, even if he takes the lead, it is not as fast as the ruling that comes first.

"Aren't you very powerful?" The ruling stared at Zhao Ziyang with excited eyes and made a winner's voice: "Do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? I tell you, I have been waiting for 1,845 days! Since I was transformed into a genetic mutation by your blood, I have been waiting for you one day to kill you! But that's true, the era belonging to Zhao Ziyang is that the times have passed, and from now on, I am the only one in this world!"

After saying this, the ruling turned the saber in his right hand and rotated hard in the wound of Zhao Ziyang's right leg.

"squeak!--"

The numbing friction sound of the scalp sounded, and the flat blade scraped around Zhao Ziyang's thigh bone, making the wound blemish. A large amount of blood spurted out wildly, mixing with the black mud and water. But this mixture was not a complete mixture, because of the difference in weight and density, the red blood showed irregular strips, which showed a sharp contrast with the gray mud and water around it.

"Ao!!!——"

Zhao Ziyang, who was in pain, opened his mouth wide and made a crazy howling sound. His body was trembling and twitching. The central nervous system was completely unable to control the violent reactions caused by the pain, and even the brain showed a brief blank of thinking.

Pain, heart-wrenching pain. No tough guy can stay motionless in the face of pain. This is an instinctive reaction, and it cannot be controlled just by trying to control it.

"I know that your wounds are recombining very quickly, and I know that you are an immortal body, but what if the blood in your body is dry?" The ruling's excited voice trembled, and he continued to say quickly: "Die, you must die. No matter what your genetic mutation becomes, you will still be alone in the end! I know how to kill myself, and of course I know how to kill you, hahaha..."

The crazy laughter came from the judge's mouth, as if the depressed aura in his chest was completely dispersed by Zhao Ziyang's weakness at this time. The inner demon, which had been nearly two thousand days, finally loosened and would disappear without a trace.

"Actually you are nothing, mercenary emperor? Haha, just a genetic mutant!" The different ruling stirred Zhao Ziyang's wound, and everything was in control and smiled: "I mutated more thoroughly than you, do you understand? I have a speed that all human beings can only look up to it. When my speed reaches this kind of Chengdu, killing you will be easy! Zhao Ziyang, you should run away, so you can live a few more days, but unfortunately you are doing it yourself!"

While speaking, the saber in his right hand had not stopped stirring. Because he knew Zhao Ziyang's physical characteristics and cell regeneration ability were stronger than himself. As long as he stopped continuing the wound, the wound would start to heal automatically.

In fact, there is no need to stir it anymore. The wound on Zhao Ziyang's thigh has been stirred into minced meat. Even if the ruling is stopped now, it cannot be restored completely. This piece of meat is already useless and completely useless.

"laugh!"

The stirring saber slid suddenly, and it slipped straight into Zhao Ziyang's thigh bone, and turned the blade upward, carrying the other party's blood vessels and artery!

"When I cut your major artery, guess what happens?" Judgment suddenly bent his head, stared straight at Zhao Ziyang and let out a low roar: "Your major artery will shrink severely after it is broken, and your wound will recover in a short time. Even if you want to, you can't take it. There is no medical equipment here, and the final result is..."
Chapter completed!