Azkamore's giant arm was swung at Chen Zhao.

Ma Long's pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw an incredible scene.

Azkamore's arms are twisting in an incredible way.

That kind of distortion did not come from Azkamore's wishes, but was forcibly distorted by Chen Zhao.

Azkamore's huge body was kicked away by Chen Zhao, and his arms were left behind.

Chen Zhao pinched Azkamore's right arm and was twisting out the demonic blood in his arm by twisting a rag.

"I said that if I do it myself, I will need more than just a drop of blood."

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

Azkamore roared angrily, and at this time his power grew again.

Chen Zhao discovered that Azkamore's power had increased several times.

At the same time, his speed has also increased several times.

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Chen Zhao was not aware of it for a moment and was directly hit by Azkamore with a punch.

Ma Long felt frightened when he saw it.

Azkamore's terrifying figure may become bloody and bloody when he punches him.

Chen Zhao fell a few meters away and stood up again.

"Your power is special."

Azkamore looked at Chen Zhao with a grin: "I am of a higher bloodline, and I am a descendant of the King of Power within ten generations. The more serious my injury is, my strength will increase in multiples."

Azkamore smashed the ground with one arm, and dust was raised on the ground, and he cracked it in a radius of dozens of meters.

Ma Long's scalp was numb when he saw it. Can this demon really be defeated by humans?

The heavier the injury, the more strength will increase.

Chen Zhao patted the dust on his body.

"Then you should have to suffer a more serious injury." Chen Zhao looked at Azkamore calmly.

Azkamore rushed towards Chen Zhao again, like a train rushing over.

Chen Zhao stepped forward and punched a dozen meters away.

Azkamore's body was knocked out again.

Finally, it hit the mountain wall behind me, and most of the mountain walls collapsed and gravel fell down.

Ma Long felt like he was about to suffocate.

The battle between Chen Zhao and Azkamore opened up a brand new world for him.

Whether it is Chen Zhao or Azka Moore, they are powerful and breathtaking.

Azkamore pushed away the boulder pressing on his body and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood from his mouth.

"Human, you still can't learn to be good... I said that the more you hurt me, the stronger I will be."

"Giant Hammer!" Azkamore suddenly hit the ground, and a shock on the ground rushed towards Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao flashed, avoiding Azkamore's attack.

But Azkamore seemed to have seen Chen Zhao's actions and had already been waiting for him in the position where Chen Zhao was dodging.

Chen Zhao was hit by Azkamore's punch, and his feet slid backwards for more than ten meters on the ground. His feet exerted force again and suddenly appeared in front of Azkamore, with another punch.

Azkamore also slid back more than ten meters.

Both sides are fighting in an extremely simple way.

It was like a pair of boxers on the ring fighting each other.

You punch me.

And Azkamore is indeed as he said.

With Chen Zhao's attack and his own injuries gained weight, his strength became stronger and stronger.

The whole space was shaking and the earth was collapsing.

This is originally a different space, but of course it is not as stable as the normal space.

As the two increasingly powerful forces were becoming stronger, the entire alien space was on the verge of collapse.

Azkamore's power is indeed getting stronger and stronger.

But his limbs were also cracking, and his mouth, nose and ears were bleeding.

Azkamore vomited another mouthful of blood, and at this time, the already turbulent alien space collapsed and collapsed.

They returned to that hemispherical room.

But their battle became more and more intense.

However, what surprised Chen Zhao was that in this room, all the impact they caused would be absorbed by all the runes around him.

In a second thought, Chen Zhao realized that this was a seal.

A seal that traps Azkamore.

Azkamore had reached its limit at this time.

"Stop...human...stop, I admit defeat."

Azkamore had to stop.

His power has reached its peak, which is the peak of his body's limit.

And his injuries have reached their limits.

But Chen Zhao seemed to have no limit at all.

No matter how much his strength increases, Chen Zhao can always improve as much as possible.

What scared him even more was that.

His attack had no effect on Chen Zhao.

But every attack from Chen Zhao can increase his injury.

Azkamore's body was already bloody and fuzzy.

Chen Zhao just gasped slightly, his chest was not very ups and downs.

Ma Long was even more shocking.

It was an overwhelming battle.

Both sides are showing their ultimate power.

However, Chen Zhao was obviously better.

Chen Zhao's strength is overwhelming.

Chen Zhao stood calmly in front of Azkamore.

"I said that when I come to pick it up in person, it is not a drop of demon blood. I am very greedy. I want everything, everything about you."

"I have been sealed here for thousands of years. I am already sad enough. Are you going to put a detriment?"

"Have you been sealed for thousands of years? But it seems that you have not stayed here honestly at all, and you are still making trouble."

"Human, I still have a trump card, I have a near-death blow, which is a blow that humans can absolutely not bear."

Chen Zhao was still so calm: "You will definitely die today, regardless of whether you use the near-death blow."

Azkamore looked at Chen Zhao with gritted teeth: "Why do you have to force me?"

"I didn't force you. All this is your own choice. In addition, I really hope to see how powerful your near-death blow is."

Ma Long looked at Chen Zhao. Has he not used all his strength yet?

Such a powerful person is really not the limit?

Azkamore was still struggling because he used that move to the moment when his death came.

But without using that trick, Chen Zhao would also usher in death for him.

"Okay... let's die together." Azkamore suddenly calmed down, and it seemed that he had made a decision.

"I hope you can do it." Chen Zhao turned his head and looked at Ma Long: "If you don't want to die, you will hide behind me."

Ma Long stood up with difficulty, but his legs were trembling: "I can't walk."

"Then you wait for death."

"After all, I was able to get rid of my power in order to fight him."

"But your role is meaningless. Even if you don't take action to draw the sword, I can pull it up, so your role is zero."

When Ma Long heard Chen Zhao's words, he was very upset, but it made sense.
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