"As you can see, I can freely transform my body into molecules and reorganize them as I wish. It is simply impossible for you to kill me!"

"Haah...here we go again."

Hearing the proud self-bragging on the other side, Fang Zheng sighed helplessly.

Why do so many people think that as long as they can’t be killed, they can just mess around?

There are things in this world that are scarier than death.

There are a bunch of similar patients locked up in Frostmourne, and they are probably all in agony now, sharing their illnesses with each other.

Oh, by the way, it seems to be a single room inside.

That's hopeless.

If I have Frostmourne in my hands, I really want to lock him in too.

"Stop talking nonsense. Mephisto won't go to the second level, and I won't drop the dark gold equipment if I kill you. Just pack it up quickly and prepare to die."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng clenched the blade in his hand, placed it on his waist, and assumed an Iai posture.

"Huh? Kid? Even so, do you still plan to continue fighting with me?"

"There's no need to waste time, let's decide the outcome with one strike."

Fang Zheng glanced at the distant sky.

"I'm still waiting to go back for dinner."

"very good."

Hearing Fang Zheng's casual answer, the Desert Death God's tone began to turn cold. As a mercenary, he had been fighting on the battlefield until now, and this was the first time he had encountered someone who didn't take him seriously.

Of course he admitted that the kid in front of him had quite powerful power, but... he was still too young to compare with himself!

Can we only say that it is worthy of being the Star Pulse Generation? I don’t know what real battle is at all, kid, this is not a game you are performing on the stage!

"Then let's see what's going on!"

At this moment, the Desert God of Death decided not to hold back anymore. He accelerated suddenly, rushed in front of Fang Zheng, and then punched Fang Zheng with his clenched left fist!

The final critical attack!!

This is an irresistible blow from the Desert God of Death. Anyone hit by this blow will be completely turned into dust and disappear completely!

However, at this moment, the sword light flashed.

The next moment, Fang Zheng put away his sword, yawned and turned around to leave.

But the desert god of death stood there, motionless.

"You, what did you do!"

At this moment, the Desert Death God stared at Fang Zheng with eyes full of surprise. It wasn't that he didn't want to move, but that he couldn't move! The moment he punched out his fist, the Desert Death God suddenly found that his movements had been completely stopped! Now

He is almost no different from a statue.

"Just look down and see for yourself."

Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders and said casually. The Desert God of Death lowered his head and was surprised to see a scar on his waist... No, that's not a scar!

What he cut open was not his own body, but... space?!

"Click... click..."

At the same time, centered around the Desert Death God's waist, cracks in the spider web gradually spread like broken glass, and the Desert Death God also began to tremble.

"You, what did you do!!"

"Don't you think it's awesome that you can't be killed? Then I'll send you to a more fun place. I wonder what will happen to your body and the space after it is shattered? In short, come on."

"No, wait, you can't...!!"

"boom!!!"

However, before the Desert God of Death finished speaking, his body and the space exploded instantly like the windows of a high-altitude airplane, and then the whistling space air flow swept past, swallowing up those casual things in the blink of an eye.

In the endless gaps of space.

"call……………"

Only then did Fang Zheng stretch out.
Chapter completed!