The gray-white luster shines, and the mountains sway from side to side.

Xiang Yang looked indifferent.

Fist, palm, elbow, lean...

He made one move after another, each punch exerting 120% or even 150% lethality.

These are just normal attacks.

After every round of normal attacks, and the breath is almost adjusted, there will be another fierce attack.

The battle has been going on for a long time.

Both sides are still extremely physically strong.

One side can absorb shadows to replenish itself anytime and anywhere.

One side is a monster that is almost a humanoid god.

Other night watchmen came to help, but they were all asked by Fang Yang to go to the northeast to support them first.

At this moment, he seemed to be the same as when he first appeared, but in fact, the intensity of the gray flames had weakened a bit.

The force of the punches was not as violent as it was at the beginning.

Blood was drawn from many places on his body, but he quickly recovered due to his unnatural self-healing ability.

Bang!

Xiang Yang opened his palms and grabbed the punch.

After a dull sound, the contact point between the two parties splashed a stream of air around them.

His right fist was raised and opened, and his whole body was stretched like a big bow.

The dark species realized something was wrong and wanted to pull away, but Xiang Yang's slender fingers were like iron pliers, clamping down on him.

So the next second, the gray-white fist rubbed the air to create a long flame dragon, which landed heavily on the surface of the opponent's body.

With just a slight touch, the dark species exploded backwards.

The body is directly embedded in the mountain, and a tunnel is carved into the mountain.

Xiangyang let out a long breath of turbid air.

The right arm showed an abnormal red color after being steamed at high temperatures.

Xiang Yang shook his fist, and under the bath of flames, some wounds began to heal.

Since the beating, he could already feel some pain in the bones of his hand without any real time to rest.

Needless to say, the defense of this shadow species is not strong, but its healing power is exaggerated.

His arms were a little sore, and it was only now that he severely injured the shadow species.

Xiangyang flew up.

Before flying a hundred or two hundred meters, an unspeakable sense of crisis suddenly emerged in my heart!

He instantly changed direction and looked behind him.

He crossed his arms in front of his chest almost instantly.

A large spear made of shadows penetrated and was caught by his hands.

A harsh sound came from the palm, and the rotating shadow rubbed out sparks, which quickly flew around.

The muscles in Xiangyang's arms bulged, and his body that was originally moving forward was pushed back a little bit.

Finally, he slapped it hard, and the shadow thorn flew towards the sky.

Xiang Yang's chest rose and fell, and he stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood marks on his face that were cut by the air blade.

He looked forward calmly.

There, the dark images seemed to be delayed, gradually condensing into a body in order from the feet to the body.

Then the mountains shook, and the shadow species that was knocked away smashed the rocks and flew out, standing side by side with the shadow species that came over.

"Two?"

"No, one is seriously injured. If you look at it this way, it's actually one and a half."

Xiang Yang showed no expression on his face.

"You guys are really difficult to deal with."

He spoke softly, and then his body suddenly disappeared.

The violent sound wave cloud took a few minutes to explode in all directions, and Fang Yang's fist had already collided with the seriously injured shadow species.

Unfortunately, before he could continue to exert force, one of his feet was locked by the shadow, directly pulling his body.

Then the shells are usually smashed from the air to the ground.

Explosive smoke spread across the trembling ground.

The two alien species fell down together.

After they landed, no one was found where the sun should have been.

"Hooooo——!!"

The seriously injured one let out an anxious and angry roar, and before it could react, a gray-white fist penetrated its head.

The fist sank into it and turned into a palm.

Then I heard an extremely harsh sound.

Well...it was torn into two pieces.

After doing all this, Xiang Yang had no time to dodge, and a blow that exceeded the speed of sound landed on his chest.

Then the whole body was like a foreign species, and it began to break trees and dig through mountains.

The severe pain and the loss of physical strength finally caused some changes in the expression on Xiangyang's face.

He frowned slightly and crushed the rocks on his body.

Snap, snap.

Step by step out of the ruins.

Xiang Yang frowned slightly and looked at another void dark seed appearing in the sky.

A body was darker, black and purple, and in the darkness, there seemed to be countless evil spirits roaring, trying to break out of the surface.

The other body is lighter in color and glows a little red. If you look carefully, the red color looks like flowing blood.

The shapes are almost the same, they all resemble human figures.

The black and purple one is a proper half-sixth level, while the red one has a small weakness, but it is also a warrior-level combat power.

"After beating one, come the next. After beating one, come the next. It's not over yet."

Xiang Yang twisted his wrist.

He now regrets it. He would have beaten Mr. Jiang a few more times to get better at it.

The shadow ability is too difficult to deal with.

The fire ignited again, along with the white texture on Xiang Yang's chest.

These textures spread rapidly upwards. If you peel off the clothes, you will find the textures beating like flames, cheering as if they have emotions!

The pupils turned white, spreading and creating ripples.

Raising his hand, he blocked the shadow as thin as a hair with a single finger.

The strong wind blew his long hair.

The next moment, this slender shadow quickly broke through the defense line, but only stabbed the residual image in the middle.

Xiang Yang came to the other party in an instant.

Pick the soft persimmons first, and then deal with the next one after finishing this or that warrior-level one.

A punch hit the person's head.

The body was thrown far away.

Xiang Yang prepared for the attack of the black and purple alien species.

After a few rounds, he realized something was wrong. Why had the red shadow species been silent for a long time?

He was punched in the front, and at most he was slightly injured. If not, he would be stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't react for a long time.

Thinking like this, the black and purple shadow species also felt something was wrong.

After the two sides exchanged punches, they distanced themselves and looked at each other.

Xiang Yang's eyelids twitched.

Far away, as far as the eye can see.

In the normal darkness, there seems to be an extremely abnormal dark field.

This dark field completely swallowed up all the light, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The black and purple mutant looked over there as if facing a formidable enemy.

Under the gaze of both parties, suddenly, a gap opened in the dark field.

A tall figure dressed in black walked out carrying a half-dead red body.

A steady stream of shadow threads was pulled away from the alien body and poured into the body.

In just a few seconds, the body was completely swallowed up, leaving some residue scattered in the wind.

A head of broken black hair was flying in the wind. The young man's eyes glanced at Xiang Yang and settled on that huge body.

"You are the one called Void Dark Seed?"
Chapter completed!