Chapter 379 Shi'er 4

It is said that the perfect body, which has been artificialized and immortal, seems to have become as fragile as ordinary people under the blade of the frost cold sword.

Zhao Zhiping was really panicked. The instant reversal of the situation made him even forget that he still had the ability to resist. He just wanted to escape quickly, but he was caught up again and again. His body was quickly stabbed, and even one arm was removed.

The deep darkness is as turbulent as ink, and the breath of death is still strong, which shows that he actually has extremely powerful power, but the sudden setback destroyed his mind and plunged him into desperate madness.

No matter how hard he struggled, there was a hazy shadow behind him. While the breath of death still surrounds the whole space, the smell of the shadow is slightly inaudible. Only when Zhao Zhiping's air machine is stagnant, the breath occasionally highlights, like the stubborn stone after the water falls, which has not changed.

The lonely shadow walks in the dark, and his sword flows crystal clear light in the bright light. There is no obvious distinction between darkness and light. With the hilt to the tip of the sword, from dark to bright, the light deepens layer by layer, and finally the tip finally converges into silver and white, which is the invincible edge.

Qin Yan proved with this sharpness that the so-called immortal body is just a joke.

However, he still dared not be careless, suppressed the sweetness in his throat, maintained the indifferent and cold look on his face, found out the weakness of the immortal body over and over again, and then stabbed the sword in.

Although Zhao Zhiping's body has not reached the level of true immortality, it is not much different in the secular world. However, in front of Qin Yan, who showed his eyes, he happened to be completely restrained.

This is the second time that Qin Yan has used Tianyan. The dirty dead body in front of him showed a clear vein in his eyes, and the weakness and sparseness were obvious. Zhao Zhiping's body also turned into countless changing lines and stripes in his eyes, interpreting the unpredictable sky.

Only after slowing down the evolution of the machine a thousand times can he capture the fleeting defect and take advantage of it.

In a sense, Zhao Zhiping is actually right to boast about his immortal body. Unfortunately, he met Qin Yan, a freak. Only Qin Yan can see through the defects of his immortal body with his heavenly eyes, and only he can seize the opportunity of one thousandth of a second to pierce his body with his sword.

In today's world, there may be many Buddhist monks who have been practicing heavenly eyesight. Looking at the world, there are also many swordsmen who take action faster than Qin Yan now, but I'm afraid this is the only one in the world who can have both at the same time!

So, Zhao Zhiping is very lucky. God is going to kill him!

In this case, Qin Yan could not destroy the immortal body in one fell swoop. He could only keep creating wounds on Zhao Zhiping and expanding the defect. If Zhao Zhiping resists, it is still unknown who will die. Unfortunately, he allowed this opportunity to slip through his fingers.

In the end, although Zhao Zhiping did not resist, Qin Yan was a little weak. There is little spiritual power left in the body, and the spiritual power consumed by using the heavenly eye is also very serious. If he pokes the small hole so slowly, he may fall down first.

' After so long, the gap is big enough...'

He took a deep breath and concentrated on the sword, aiming at the only flaw in the golden wall that once made him sigh. The tip of the sword drew a short arc and stabbed it out fiercely--

This is the last blow!

"Kka, Ka..."

The wall-like body made of gold cast iron seems to suddenly turn into a fragile glass, with a little silver-white light spot** and a strange knife tip on the back. Then, his whole body burst into cobweb-like cracks, emitting the last burst of irreparable despair, one by one, disintegrating and disintegrating from the inside.

The broken glazed tiles can no longer be pieced together and restored! Unfortunately, I wanted to ask the secret of the silver ghost face, but at the critical moment, I couldn't allow myself to leave, so I had to completely destroy him.

Qin Yan's heart relaxed and suddenly felt black in front of his eyes. His body shook a few times and he could stand firmly in the place with his sword.

The enemy has been killed, and the strength of his body has been exhausted with the last sword, and many people feel empty. However, we can't completely relax our vigilance now. There is still the last survivor left among the zombies. Yinxiu stands on a high slope in the distance, with his head slightly lowered, his eyes and pulses, and his hair is flying. Seeing Zhao Zhiping's death, her eyes did not fluctuate, as if she were just a bystander outside the matter, watching the strife in the chess game with cold eyes in a detached manner.

Qin Yan raised his eyes, and Yin Xiu's eyes also moved away from the wreckage of Zhao Zhiping. The two were intertwined in one place. One was as warm as water, and the other was waveless in the ancient well.

Fang Qiuyao got up from the ground, gasped violently, stared at the blue-shirt shadow on the high slope, and raised his voice, "Miss Yinxiu, you have no chance of winning. Surrender!"

Yinxiu smiled and gently opened his lips: "What about surrender? Can you spare my last remnants?" She answered Fang Qiuyao's words, but her eyes were always fixed on Qin Yan's face.

Qin Yan said slowly, "Miss Yinxiu, you have always done no harm to me. I don't want to kill you. I only ask you one question, and then you can go..."

"You can't let her go!" Liu Wanyun's voice suddenly sounded in the rear, "She is the first generation of zombies. She can easily create an army and release tigers back to the mountains to leave future troubles, which will certainly cause a catastrophe in the world!"

"The catastrophe is the catastrophe! Find something to do for those decent righteous people." Qin Yan said carelessly, "This is a good opportunity for young heroes to become famous!"

Liu Wanyun's tone choked: "You--"

"If you have to let me take action, use 'that thing' to order, and I won't owe you anything from now on." Qin Yan looked back at her and said, "Well, have you made up your mind?"

Liu Wanyun stared at him hatefully and said nothing. She herself is both a good and evil character, but she has no noble sentiment to save the world. She wants to kill Yinxiu only because she is Zhao Zhiping's accomplice and once wanted to be unfavorable to Ye Ying. Since Qin Yan is reluctant, she does not want to waste human feelings on such things.

Ye Yingru also wanted to speak and stopped, but Qin Yan pretended not to see it. He turned his face and saw Yinxiu smile at him: "Mr. Han, ask!"

Qin Yan nodded and asked, "Your blood should have been directly converted by the silver ghost face. Can you tell me the specific process?"