Once, twice, three times... ten times, twenty times... a hundred times...
Yang Ji's iron fist was like rain, and he struck hard and hard as if he was crazy. The standard armor groaned and continued to twist and deform under Yang Ji's iron fist.
Yang Ji has completely forgotten about others and only has eyes for this one opponent.
"Get up!"
"Get up, get up!..."
…
Crazy roars resounded through the void, and the sound was filled with fierce murderous intent. Yang Ji's iron fist punch was heavier than the previous one, and he didn't care at all even if the shock made his wrist go numb.
The black-armored cavalry began to struggle hard, but as Yang Ji's iron fist fell again and again, his head became more and more deformed, and his struggle became weaker and weaker.
After suffering hundreds of punches from Yang Ji, the seemingly immortal black-armored cavalry finally lay on the ground, motionless.
Yang Ji didn't notice at all, and he hit hard again and again.
boom!
I don't know how long it took, but after the last hard blow, Yang Ji finally stopped. The blood red in his eyes slowly dissipated, and Yang Ji realized that the black armored cavalry no longer had any breath.
After confirming that the black-armored cavalry was indeed dead and would never get up again, Yang Ji came back to his senses and his eyes slowly regained clarity.
"What's going on? It feels like I'm out of control..."
Recalling his actions just now, Yang Ji finally came to his senses. In fact, the best way just now was to drag the black armored cavalry underground, use the earth to restrict his movements, and then deal with him.
But he chose the most time-consuming and craziest way to confront him. His body and will seemed to be completely out of control, which was completely different from his usual self.
"It's the essence and blood of Great Asura!"
A flash of lightning flashed across his mind, and Yang Ji reacted quickly. The remnant soul of the great Asura was still sealed by himself, so naturally it was impossible for him to come out to cause trouble.
The real reason is probably the great Asura essence and blood in his body.
This essence and blood is integrated into your own blood and cannot be erased no matter what.
Asuras are a fighting race, and their lives are dedicated to fighting. Under normal circumstances, they would never be affected by the blood of the great Asuras.
But every time these black-armored cavalry were blown away, they got up again and again, and returned to the battle as if nothing had happened, as if they were immortal.
For the Great Asura, there is no opponent that is impossible to defeat. Asura will never admit that there is an opponent that he cannot defeat.
The same is true for Yang Ji.
The coupling of the two creates this resonance effect, which also inspires the great Asura's crazy will to fight. So much so that he must defeat his opponent in a face-to-face duel.
At that moment, Yang Ji's madness was almost more terrifying and powerful than the armored cavalry.
"...Fortunately, we won!"
Yang Ji took a breath, glanced at the body of the black armored cavalry, and felt lucky in his heart. Although the blood of Asura in his body was stimulated, it was not without its benefits.
Yang Ji found that it seemed particularly effective to deal with this unbeatable black-armored cavalry by repeatedly hitting him on the head. r1152
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Chapter completed!