This endless world

A complete stab through the heart is equivalent to death.

Because unless there is some special bloodline with extremely strong vitality that can maintain the vital signs after the heart is destroyed, before reaching the fourth level of gene lock, even for reincarnation, the heart is a fatal point——

That's how it should be.

There was no scream, no pain, nothing. The fatally wounded Gunnir was like an iceberg, without any emotional fluctuations after being attacked. On the contrary, the Frost Fruit ability inside his body seemed to suddenly jump to a higher level at this moment. A large amount of cold air erupted from the wound in his chest, quickly covering the surrounding area of ​​tens of meters in an icy field!

This is a trap, a fatal trap, because after delivering a seemingly fatal blow to an enemy, most people will have a moment of relaxation, both mentally and physically. This kind of relaxation, even for a short moment, is enough to become a fatal flaw. This is a common feature of human beings...

However, the person holding the weapon was Zhao Yingkong.

She would not make the mistakes that novice assassins often make. The moment Sanye sliced ​​Gunnir's body with the sword, she immediately realized the unusual feeling - it was not the touch that should be felt when cutting living muscles. .

It felt more like a lifeless corpse than a normal living person.

A corpse that has been dead for a long time, but remains active at ultra-low temperatures and can even move freely.

Coming to this conclusion only requires the effort of a thought, which also gives Zhao Yingkong enough reaction time. The moment the cold air breaks out from the wound, she is fully capable of quickly retreating to a safe place to avoid the upcoming attack and return to the darkness. Regroup and plan the next fatal ambush...

However, precisely because she is Zhao Yingkong, this kind of normal and stable thinking is not suitable for the code of conduct of a genius.

The face under the owl helmet was also as cold as ice. Even in such a tense battle, her expression did not fluctuate and she looked extremely calm. Facing Gunnir who uses the frost fruit ability, her coldness seems to be even better.

A faint light suddenly flashed on the wide watcher's cloak, like a protective shield, resisting the cold air released by Gunnir for a moment... and the next moment, the jagged edge of the skirt acted as a deadly blade, These blades seemed to have a will of their own, spinning and dancing around her, each one emitting a cold light.

Knife array whirlwind!

Every rotation caused the air to make a whistling sound, as if even the wind had been cut into countless tiny fragments.

As Zhao Yingkong's figure rushed forward, her skirt also rotated like a whirlwind. Under the control of Zhao Yingkong, the wide cloak continued to expand and contract, as regular as breathing. Each expansion excluded surrounding enemies and attacks. Each contraction was to accumulate energy for the next explosion. It was supposed to be defense. The functional cloak now became a deadly weapon, beating Gunnir back steadily!

The ice mist was cut by the whirlwind and turned into crystal clear dust. The fatal trap set by Gunnir with his own body was actually broken through by Zhao Yingkong head-on in an unreasonable way!

But this does not mean that Gunnir is defeated. Even if his movements can be described as "slow", the man standing opposite the Central Continent team is still like an invincible little strongman, just in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, the large hole pierced by Sanye's sword suddenly grew sprouts and was about to heal. The small wound that Cheng Xiao had previously cut on the skin had disappeared... In fact, he was using A strange recovery speed gradually adapted to Zhao Yingkong's knife array whirlwind!

He became stronger... no, rather than getting stronger, it was more like he finally reacted under the continuous attacks, adapted to this extremely wrong body, and thus regained his own strength.

In an instant, the original flesh and blood body expanded more than ten times, as if the frost giant in Nordic mythology reappeared in the world. Then the giant raised his hand, and the cold wave rained down from the sky!

Using the heat conduction speed of air to create a pure ultra-low temperature environment is an inefficient method that achieves twice the result with half the effort. It may be quite fatal for ordinary people, but for reincarnators, even if it does not require high reinforcement, it is enough to cope with this sudden drop. low temperature.

However, what Zhao Yingkong faced was not an ordinary low-temperature environment, but a terrifying cold wave that could freeze the invisible blade here!

The surrounding world was eroded by ice, and the water molecules in the air quickly crystallized, as if everything around them was sealed in eternal glaciers. The blade at the end of the cloak, which was dancing freely under the infusion of Zhao Yingkong's energy, became fragile and powerless in the impact of the cold wave. It was frozen in the cold air and shattered like an ice sculpture.

She can retreat.

But she still didn't choose to retreat.

Because Cheng Xiao, who had returned to the ground, was already standing beside her. The warrior drew his right fist to his side, and his body was ready to go, like a fully drawn bow, ready to release the fatal arrow at any time.

The next moment, countless fist shadows carrying air-piercing roars swept out like a storm, intertwining into an airtight net in the air. The strong wind pressure was like a substantial sharp blade bombarding the air, making a deafening explosion. . Even the cold air that filled the sky when the Frost Giant turned his palms down couldn't resist Cheng Xiao's punch!

Amidst the roar, a clear road was forcibly opened amid the cold air.

——The road has been opened.

Sanhua, Yaksha, and Huiguang, the three daggers were gently turned on Zhao Yingkong's fingertips. They were perfectly combined with incredible speed and accuracy, and instantly turned into a long trident. There was a cold light shining on it. In the field of vision of the demon-level soul armor that Zhao Yingkong had long worn, the red dot on the frost giant's chest was so clear.

The next moment, the three-yuan heavy halberd cut through the air.

"Pfft."

The sound of the blade piercing the frost.

The ice waves all over the sky condensed in the air, making it impossible to move forward. The cold air condensed in the air and became intangible, like a thin layer of dust mist, losing its previous power to freeze everything.

For the first time, the Frost Giant's eyes had a will of their own. Gunnir lowered his huge head, and his eyes fell on the trident on his strong chest. The sharpest blue blade was It accurately pierced what was left of his soul.

"……Thanks."

The next moment, the frost giant collapsed, and the main god's prompt sounded in the ears of every member of the Central Continent team.