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"Berserk!"

In that moment of life and death, Zhan Tianming activated Berserk without hesitation.

All his attributes were doubled.

"Proud Dragon Repents!"

Zhan Tianming's other hand, which carried a trace of an angry fire Genuine Essence, slammed out.

That speed was so fast that it arrived in the blink of an eye.

Before Zhang Yong's finger could hit Zhan Tianming, Zhan Tianming's second palm strike had already arrived.

It instantly hit.

Bang!

When the palm struck Zhang Yong's head, his head exploded like a watermelon. At the same time, the flames instantly wrapped around Zhang Yong's body and those flying fragments of his head.

"Humph!" Haven't you seen father's violence? "

"Blast your ass to death!"

"Explode for me!" Let the tempest come strike harder! "

Zhan Tianming raised his hands up high, and shouted loudly.

Revenge for his parents …

He finally got his report!

And there was also the hatred of the Third Uncle of Wood.

It was announced!

At the same time, he was also waiting for this Hidden Booth to drop some good items.

Right now, he really needed something that could increase his strength.

However …

The expected system notification did not come.

"Hmm?"

Zhan Tianming was startled.

He was already dead, how could there be no notification?

Could the Supreme Dragon God System be broken?

Just as Zhan Tianming was startled, Little Purple's voice came out.

"Master, Zhang Yong is fifty meters to the left."

"What?"

Zhan Tianming was startled.

Could it be, the person that he had just killed was not Zhang Yong?

Or perhaps, there were two Zhang Yong s?

Zhan Tianming was a little confused.

However, this was not the time to think about such things.

Chase!

Using Nine Dragons Step, Zhan Tianming chased after him at full speed.

Right now, the 30 seconds of berserk time was not over, Zhan Tianming's speed was so fast that it was shocking.

Fifty meters, in the blink of an eye.

However, Zhang Yong had already scuttled far away, and was already more than thirty meters away.

Zhang Yong's heart was as shocked as a wave.

Never would he have thought that Zhan Tianming's speed would actually increase by an entire fold at that instant, and this caused Proud Dragon Repents, who originally did not rely on speed to fight superiority, to actually reach a speed he could not even see clearly.

"Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise …"

Zhang Yong's lingering fear in his heart had not dissipated yet.

If he didn't get a substitute doll from the lord when he accepted the surveillance task.

Most likely, he had already died just now.

The substitute helped him block the previous attack and teleported him fifty meters away.

This was a very ancient secret art.

Zhan Tianming did not know about this.

There were only five seconds left before the berserk mode ended.

He didn't waste a second.

He quickly gave chase.

Five seconds passed in the blink of an eye.

However, Zhan Tianming also used these five seconds to close the distance between him and Zhang Yong to a distance of ten meters.

"Ba Jie! Do it! "

"Master, just watch me."

After he finished speaking, Little Purple had already crawled out from the War Pet's dimension.

"Purple Light Flash Kill!"

"Whiz!"

Little Purple turned into a purple light and flashed away at a speed close to the speed of light.

Pfft!

The purple light had pierced through Zhang Yong's back and out through his chest.

Zhang Yong froze.

His entire body lost its flexibility at that moment, and he flew out in a consistent manner.

Bang!

Hualala …

Zhang Yong's body rolled over ten meters away as he scraped the ground.

As for Little Purple, after she finished casting the Purple Light Flash Killing Strike, it seemed to have reached her limit. The purple light on her body disappeared, and she fell down, rolling away like a rolling gourd.

Bang!

This time, he hit a tree.

"Master, my head is spinning …"

Little Purple tried to stand up, but she was unable to stand steadily and with a plop, she fell to the ground again.

Zhang Yong was not dead yet.

However, it was already in a state of critical HP. It lay on the ground weakly, with less than 1% of its remaining HP left on its head.

Zhan Tianming walked over with a gloomy face.

"Old bastard, today is the day you die." Zhan Tianming bellowed.

"No, you …" You can't kill me, you... If you kill me, that lord will know immediately. At that time, you … The only thing you can do is die … A dead end. You... You'd better not... "Don't kill …"

Zhang Yong did not want to die.

However, Zhan Tianming would never let him live.

The anger in his heart towards Zhang Yong had long ago reached the heavens.

The palm was raised high up in the air.

"Old fart, didn't you just escape with your life? Now, do you want to escape again? "

"Proud Dragon Repents!"

"Ding dong!" Triggering double the power! "Activate the garrotte effect!"

Whoosh!

Zhan Tianming furiously struck out with his palm.

Even when facing Zhang Yong who no longer had the strength to resist, he did not show the slightest bit of mercy, and had even used a profound strength technique.

Cannon against mosquitoes?

What he wanted was to show off! What he wanted was to be carefree! He wanted to vent all the hatred in his heart!

"Go to hell!"

The sharp and overbearing metal attribute Genuine Essence turned into a golden dragon image, as if it was letting out a soundless and furious roar. Accompanied by an incomparably powerful might, the golden image suddenly smashed towards Zhang Yong's head with the palm.

At this moment, a strange scene occurred.

Zhang Yong, who had originally been bleeding profusely, had actually instantly recovered to full health.

"Whiz!"

Zhang Yong's figure disappeared from Zhan Tianming's line of sight.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Zhan Tianming smacked his palm to the ground, causing mud to fly out and a large hole to appear in the ground.

Behind him was a sharp claw aura.

Not good!

Zhan Tianming was startled, he did not have any time to think, and rolled on the ground.

Pfft!

The sharp claw Qi grazed past his shoulder, causing a pool of blood to emerge.

Zhan Tianming's left shoulder was injured. For a moment, his strength seemed to have been severely suppressed, and he could not even unleash half of his usual strength.

As for Zhang Yong, who had cast an unknown evil art, his eyes turned blood-red like a beast's.

"Roar …" "Roar … Roar …"

Zhang Yong emitted a low roar that was like that of a wild beast.

Zhan Tianming looked carefully.

The current Zhang Yong was actually even more terrifying than the previous Zhang Yong. Even the blood trace on the top of his head had grown by a full two times.

"Little bastard, you forced me to do this."

Zhang Yong's voice had a strange sound to it, that was like a human's voice, but also like a beast's roar.

Furthermore, a sharp armor grew on all ten of his fingers.

Tendrils of cyan colored Genuine Essence still lingered between his ten fingers. Those Genuine Essence s were like little green snakes, swimming between their ten fingers and teasing each other, as if they were intelligent.

What was even more bizarre was that as the cyan Genuine Essence swam about, the aura on Zhang Yong's body continued to grow.

It was as if he could break through to a 2-star Martial Master at any moment.

If that was the case, it would be troublesome.