364: C364 Heavy Sword Without Edge

C364 Heavy Sword Without Edge

In the arena.

Devil God was still a Silver Dragon War Armor. The combination of strength and beauty made the armor look majestic.

However, the heavy sword that Devil God used to like to show off had disappeared. In his hands, there was instead a shining red and blue sword blade.

"Plasma Flame Beam Blade. Damn, I heard that this guy is very rich in real life. Looks like it's true."

"Of course. Do you still remember that Xiao Dao and the Meteor Shower that we used to play with in the past were found by this guy in reality and never entered here again?"

"Damn, this mad dog usually likes to bully people, I really want to cut him apart."

"Forget it, I heard that this guy knows a few experts on the rankings that he shouldn't offend."

Devil God stood proudly in the middle of the crowd. Behind him, more than a dozen warriors dressed in gorgeous armors followed.

These were all members of the Dragon Slayer Team. After getting their heads smashed, Devil Godqiang endured the Spiritual Power's scouring and quickly entered the virtual space. He quickly gathered the members and finally managed to trap the arrogant brat.

"Bastard, if I don't chop you into meat paste today, I will delete my account from today onwards."

He did not care about this brat's background, nor did he think about the other party's real strength. In his eyes, even if it was a real world level master, they would call him Second Young Master politely.

Moreover, he didn't think that his opponent was that strong. He had clearly been careless in the previous battle. If he activated his armor and helmet, he wouldn't be able to injure himself at all.

Looking at the people gathered around him, Devil God felt a faint sense of superiority. He looked at the crowd around him and sneered. Then, he waved his hand in a flaunting manner.

Shua shua shua!

Everyone's eyes swept across the area at the same time. The armored warriors behind Devil God moved in unison. In an instant, the area within ten meters of Zhang Yang was filled with vacuum.

Noticing Zhang Yang's slightly confused expression, Devil God smiled sinisterly, pointed at Zhang Yang and waved his hand, shouting harshly, "Tear this bastard to shreds."

Ever since the digital virtual space was structured, all data acts according to the criterion of being close to the real world. Virtual time and real time are almost synchronized, the delay can't be more than three seconds.

During the day, there would be a sun formed from numbers, stars formed at night, a vast universe with a digital structure. On the streets, there would be virtual industries, shaking car Flying Car s, towering buildings, etc.

If it wasn't for the existence of the data collection towers, people would have a visual confusion.

In a word, everything was based on the criterion of being close to reality.

Free Area was the projection of the initial form of the dark side of the real world. Here, there was no restriction of the spatial laws, no standards to measure morals.

Just like this, after Devil God's head was blown off, he could quickly gather his teammates, discard all the rules in space, and directly fight in a group at Free Area.

Those without strength and power would not be able to survive in the Free Area.

Of course, Zhang Yang didn't care about these rules. What made him angry was that this guy interrupted his search again and again. To him, this was a challenge to his patience.

When Devil God gave the order to surround and kill, Zhang Yang had already taken out the Heaven Breaking Sword from his warehouse.

The Heaven Breaking Sword was three meters long and half a foot wide. Sparks danced on its surface as it was waved around. A brilliant divine light enveloped it. At this moment, such a heavy sword was being held in the hands of the emaciated Zhang Yang.

Without any unnecessary words, when the opponent rushed over, Zhang Yang dragged his heavy sword along the ground. The tip of his sword was rubbing against the ground, making a "chi chi chi" sound, the muscles and muscles under his pants were jumping up and down, dragging his heavy sword as he faced Devil God and the others.

At this moment, no one noticed that while Zhang Yang was running, the heavy sword in his right hand trembled slightly. Due to his speed being too fast, only sparks were left.

The square was shrouded by a formless killing intent. The airflow in the air seemed to have already frozen, and even the white light spots in the data tower floated down, filling the sky.

To dare to charge at eighteen armed War Armor, this kind of aura was astonishing, the scene itself was shocking!

Both sides charged each other. Separated by a distance of several meters, Zhang Yang raised his heavy sword and a dazzling light burst out. An unparalleled sharp light cut through the air like a bright flame, instantly sweeping towards the neck of one of the members of the Dragon Slayer Team.

Puff!

The head flew up high, flying obliquely for more than ten meters, while the Blood Wave spat out two to three meters high.

It was an absolute shock!

The moment they appeared, they shattered the armor of one of the enemy's warriors. He was like an unbeatable killing demon king, his clothes flapping wildly as he ran.

Devil God's group also launched their fierce attacks at the same time. The [Maglite Glow Blade], the Ion Blade's blade, emitted a dazzling, cold light with endless killing intent as it swept towards Zhang Yang.

He left an afterimage where he stood and quickly disappeared. The next moment, his figure shot out a burst of sword shadows from another direction. Following which, his angry voice filled with clamor as a terrifying cold light submerged the area!

Shock!

The power of vibration was the symbol of a World Level Expert. Of course, there was no difference to Zhang Yang because even though his strength hadn't been restored, he still had an overwhelming advantage when facing them.

The light dissipated, and one of the armored warriors fell back. Just as he took three steps back, his armor suddenly cracked and crumbled into pieces.

The other person was blown away by the force of the explosion. He was still in the air when he was hit by the explosion. When he landed, his armor was destroyed.

All of this happened too fast. In less than ten seconds of fighting, Devil God had lost three experts at one go. This was a terrifying result. His physical body against the armor had an overwhelming advantage as soon as he started.

The crowd went into an uproar, and everyone was shocked. Although they didn't see what had just happened clearly, the fact that they had destroyed their armor and shattered their bodies was something they couldn't understand.

Could it be because of that heavy sword? Everyone looked at each other.

In the arena, Zhang Yang's right hand that was holding the heavy sword trembled slightly. He sighed in his heart. Although he couldn't use the vibrating power, it was still a type of resonating power.

However, regardless of whether it was the simulation of the virtual space or the heavy sword with data, it was unable to smoothly transmit the resonance of the magic prints. If it were a plasma weapon, it might have been better.

"Smash this bastard into pieces. I will hack him into a thousand pieces."

Devil God did not participate in the battle. Instead, he waved his Flame Bind Blade and shouted ferociously. Zhang Yang had killed three people the moment he came up, which made him very unhappy.

Especially the scene of his armor disintegrating in midair a moment ago, which made his heart jump. Even at that moment, he felt a trace of terror that originated from his soul.

Five of them suddenly stopped moving and stood on their swords. Their senses boosted their armor, causing the sword light on their magnetic blades to flicker. All of a sudden, five of them raised their swords high and swept towards Zhang Yang.

Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!

Sharp whistling sounds rang out in the air as the five light blades emitted a dazzling light. However, this kind of energy attack consumed a lot of perception and Zhang Yang had already disappeared before it could even land on the ground.

The energy attack did not come from Zhang Yang himself, but from the connection between the weapon's light blade's characteristics and the armor's perception. Zhang Yang was constantly changing his position in the field and decided to first deal with the five armored warriors who were exhausted.

The scene was a mess. Sword lights and sword shadows flashed, and countless cold lights came falling down. At the same time, three meter tall armored figures chased after Zhang Yang like Vicious Beast in human form.

Zhang Yang shifted his form and left afterimages on the ground. He waved the heavy sword in his hand and slashed horizontally, as if there was no one around.

"Pfft."

He leapt up and swept out with his heavy sword. A wave of Blood Light s rose at the same time and actually killed three of them at the same time. At the same time, he swept out with his leg while carrying the corpse.

Fresh blood spurted out, Zhang Yang felt the same feeling he had that year. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling, as if it was going to ignite his fighting spirit in the next moment.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he still felt that it was lacking. No matter the reason, the people in front of him were too weak.

On the other side of the arena, Devil God's expression had turned ashen. Today, he felt extremely aggrieved, just like this moment, although these armored warriors' combat abilities were not ordinary, they could not even touch a single strand of the opponent's clothes. He was truly angry and unwilling.

After killing a few more people in a row, Zhang Yang finally gave up. In the end, he couldn't find that feeling of boiling blood anymore, even though he had yet to recover his strength.2

The feeling made him uncomfortable. It was as if a master armed with a weapon was fighting a group of ants. Furthermore, there were so many spectators. Zhang Yang felt like he was a clown.

"Damn." Cursing in his heart, he decided to end the battle.

Zhang Yang's body trembled slightly while he was running. His body was like a cannonball that was fired out. Once he used all his strength, this would be a one-sided massacre!

The heavy sword had no edge, so it wasn't hard work.

Along with Zhang Yang's heavy sword's quick horizontal push, a head flew out diagonally and the headless body sprayed out for more than two meters before falling onto the ground.

Following that, a miserable wail came out, the other person's body was split into pieces, leaving behind a terrified expression on his face, the wail did not stop, the heavy sword in his hands slashed down, the Blood Light s burst out, and were cut into two pieces by the armor at the waist, falling into the pool of blood.

This couldn't be called a battle anymore. The difference in combat power between the two of them was too huge. Zhang Yang's bloody method made the remaining few people tremble in fear.

The spectators outside the arena had already gone from shock to shock. At this moment, their blood was boiling, and many people felt as if they were in the act, as if their loved ones were experiencing a blood slaughter.

Cheers, howls, shouts... Not a moment.

On the other hand, Devil God no longer had his arrogant attitude from before. His expression was shocked and his right hand, which was holding the plasma fire blade, was also trembling slightly.

This had become a one-sided massacre!

Zhang Yang was like a Shura that was bathed in blood, constantly swinging his heavy sword as he walked. As his body continued to fall, even the data tower didn't have time to collect the data on the bloodstains.

"Pfft."

Blood Light s splattered, and heads exploded.

"Pfft."

The heavy sword shook, and the corpse shattered.

"Pfft."

His shoulder was slanted as blood spurted into the air.

"..."

The slaughter continued.

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