God level funny comparison system

"Dang!" The flame demon sword collided with the long sword of the black-robed warrior, and the powerful energy caused the warrior to fly backwards, but Zhang Long felt something was wrong.

Before the long sword could be retracted, in Zhang Long's field of vision, all the warriors in all directions suddenly flew into the air, and after flipping in the air, they swung their swords heavily towards the ground in the center.

Zhang Long is right here.

The power of 800 people fell into the ground in an instant, and was conveyed along the ground to the place where Zhang Long was standing in an instant.

"Damn!" Zhang Long frowned, instinctively stepped on the ground, and his figure soared into the sky.

"Boom!" As soon as Zhang Long's figure flew up, the ground under his feet suddenly collapsed, and a mass of dense white light burst out, rushing straight into the sky like a fountain gushing from the ground.

A layer of azure blue brilliance appeared on Zhang Long's body, and the powerful energy burst from below made him rise faster.

Originally, there was not much energy left, so Zhang Long didn't dare to use the star shield crystal rashly, this kind of martial skill consumes a lot of energy.

However, just as he managed to avoid the combined move of the 800 people below, he felt a greater threat coming from the sky.

"Clang! Puchi!" Feeling the strong wind pressure from the sudden bombardment of the void in front of him, Zhang Long raised his head, and even if there was no time to dodge it, he had to instinctively raise the Flaming Demon Sword to block.

A huge golden and black ax shadow swirled from the sky, right in the middle of Zhang Long's Burning Demon Sword across his chest.

When the two confronted each other, there was an ear-splitting sound of gold and iron clashing, and the gold and red exploded with incomparable strength. The shocking Zhang Long flew upside down.

"Damn it..." Spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, Zhang Long bared his teeth and cursed secretly while looking at the armored knight floating in the sky in the distance.

"Zhang Long, hurry up." In the sea of ​​knowledge, death is even more anxious.

"Ah..." Enduring the great pain, Zhang Long's upside-down figure suddenly reversed and rushed into the crowd below again.

"Boom...boom!"

Just after killing two black-robed warriors, another huge phantom battle ax swirled and hit Zhang Long's back behind him.

Another spurt of blood spewed out, and Zhang Long came straight to eat shit like a dog, lying heavily on the ground, rubbing against the ground and sliding far ahead before stopping, rubbing a deep groove on the ground.

In Zhang Long's current state, the attack speed of the warriors in the Tongshen stage is simply not enough to dodge.

"Uh..." Turning over with difficulty, Zhang Long's usually bright and dark star eyes became blurred, he blinked vigorously, but the whole world still seemed to be spinning, and the energy and blood in his body surged, making his face look pale. Pale, with blood gurgling from the corner of his mouth.

The meager body protection energy on the body surface has been completely shattered by the golden and black ax shadow, and disappeared. The black clothes are covered with mud, and even the pale face is stained with a lot of muddy water.

Pain can no longer describe the feeling of being hit twice. A master in the psychic stage can't resist Zhang Long at this moment with a random move.

He shook his head vigorously, the sea of ​​consciousness and the void became hazy, and he felt that his whole soul was going to be shattered.

"Zhang Long, Zhang Long stand up! Don't pass out, or you'll be doomed! There's still a little left, come on! Get up!" The screams of death came, but Zhang Long was dizzy almost.

At this time, densely packed black-robed warriors walked over with long swords, and above the sky in the distance, the armored knight also floated over like a ghost.

"Crack!" The long sword of a man in black pierced Zhang Long's chest, blood gushed out, and the pain came from the heart.

"Ah... Fuck you!" Zhang Long's vague consciousness became more sober in the extreme pain. He cursed in a trance, and instinctively raised his left hand to grab the sword's edge that was more than a palm deep into his chest. , and swung his right hand forward indiscriminately.

"Om..." The Burning Flame Demon Sword let out a mournful roar, and swept across the man in black holding the sword, leaving a red gap in the waist of the man in black. The long sword on the chest of the dragon.

A bloody sword gushed out from Zhang Long's chest, and the sharp sword was pulled out of his hand, and his palm was bruised.

"Crack." Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the long sword of a man in black next to him pierced Zhang Long's waist again.

Even Zhang Long's strong physical body was pierced with a blood hole in his waist, the blood gushed out violently, and his consciousness became more blurred.

"Uh..." With his eyes almost closed, Zhang Long let out a cry of pain, but his pale face distorted to become more ferocious, and he instinctively swiped out the Scorching Demon Sword in his hand, killing the man in black.

"Zhang Long, hold on, it's still a little bit, hold on..." Si Zhijian looked at Zhang Long's sea of ​​consciousness, which was about to shatter and became more and more blurred, and cried out.

"Brother Long..." In the distance, looking at Zhang Long, who was lying on the ground and hacking wildly among the dark crowd, Xiang Chaoyang stood completely stunned.

"Zhang Long... woo woo..." Lin Yanran broke down in tears, wanted to go up, but was pulled tightly by the charming woman, there was no way, they were also powerless to fight any more, going up, they could only die.

"Brother Long will be fine, hehe, just look at it, he has a talent against the sky, he has a god-like cultivation, he has a miracle all over him, he..." Shang Gu comforted himself, trying to smile He said, but at the end he couldn't continue, his eyes trembled, and tears welled up in his cold and heartless eyes.

After all, Brother Long is not the god who is said to be immortal. He also knows pain, and he also bleeds. Even in the past, he bleeds many times, but in the eyes of others, he has a much stronger tolerance than ordinary people. Painful heart.

"Boy, please, let me make your death easier." In the sky, the armored knight's gloomy voice came with a strong sense of death.

"Please, sir!" Zhang Long murmured as he looked at the men in black who were surrounded by him with tranced eyes, and then weakly waved the Scorching Flame Demon Sword again.

"Dang." Almost without any strength, the Flaming Demon Sword was easily swung away, and there was another sound of metal piercing through flesh and blood.

These members of the Dark God Sect seemed to give Zhang Long a thousand arrows to pierce his heart. They stabbed Zhang Long with long swords in turn. Zhang Long was like a trapped beast on the verge of death. While trying not to faint, he waved the long sword in his hand randomly. However, swinging without any energy was no longer enough to kill anyone.

More and more blood holes appeared, Zhang Long's blood was almost drained, and his consciousness was completely in chaos, only a trace of unyielding, he insisted not to stop breathing.

Rumor has it that on the battlefield, a person with enough willpower can continue to sweep thousands of troops even if they break their guts.

However, Zhang Long has insisted on it for too long, he feels that all the blood has been shed, and if it is lost, it will be his soul.

The arm is also unable to wield the Scorching Flame Demon Sword, and even the mental power is unable to control the Scorching Flame Demon Sword.

The Scorching Flame Demon Sword was trembling alone, with sixteen spars flickering, staring at the surrounding crowd, and constantly screaming sadly and powerlessly.

A dead end like never before.

"Death is so cheap, my brother hurts so much... so fucking tired." Zhang Long lay still, looking at the blurry dark sky with his cloudy eyes, said the last sentence in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then completely closed his eyes. eyes.

The chugging sound was still being heard, and those men in black around were like machines without emotion. Even though Zhang Long didn't move, they were still stabbing with sword after sword, picking Zhang Long's flesh and blood with the tip of the sword, letting the blood It flowed, dyed the ground red, and spread in the rainwater melted by the hailstone.

"Zhang Long, you can't sleep, then you will really die, and I will disappear with you!" In the sea of ​​consciousness, he cried out loudly.

She looked back at the void of the sea of ​​consciousness that had fallen into chaos. There, a dim red glow was trembling slightly, as if she was about to escape from this dead person's sea of ​​consciousness. In this trembling, there was also extreme powerlessness and sadness. .

"Wait, he can do it." Si Zhijian begged while touching her tears, looking at the Zhijian system. Then, she raised her hands, and two balls of lightning appeared, and then dispersed loudly, facing the entire chaotic consciousness at the same time. Hai let out a mournful roar, "Zhang Long, wake me up! The Zhijian system has said that as long as your will is not destroyed, you will not die! Persevere, forget your body, and you will not be in pain!"

"Crackling." A thin layer of azure electric current floated on Zhang Long's body, and his whole bloody body trembled, and his muddy hair suddenly stood upright with blue smoke.

"Crack." Another long sword pierced his shoulder.

"Uh..." Zhang Long finally made another sound, and the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness stabilized, and his weak cursing sound came, "Death is so cheap, you, you are an idiot, if you forget your body, you won't hurt. It would be better to simply let Lao Tzu die and become a soul."

At the same time, Zhang Long raised his left hand again, and suddenly grabbed the sword tip on his shoulder, and then he opened his eyes.

In the haze, looking at the men in black holding swords around him, he forced a smile, "Isn't it, it's very refreshing to stab, Mr. Caoni!"

As he spoke, he exhausted the energy he had just brewed, and suddenly swung the Flaming Demon Sword, and saw four or five men in black fall down around him.

Fortunately, it was an eight-star weapon called the Scorching Flame Demon Sword. If it were replaced with other weapons, with Zhang Long's current strength, it would be difficult to kill a chicken, let alone these puppets who don't understand pain or consciousness.

Immediately, his body was limp as mud again, and he closed his eyes again.

"Hmph, your will is quite firm, let's see how you hold on!"

"Boom!"

In the sky, the knight in armor looked at Zhang Long who was still fighting even when he was dying, and smiled sinisterly. He swung the golden and black battle ax in his hand, and another huge golden and black ax shadow spun out.

In the ear-shattering sound, the shadow of the golden and black ax directly hit Zhang Long's body, a huge deep pit was cracked on the ground, dust billowed up, and the hail in the sky turned into rainwater all over the sky at this time, and it was endless. The rushing dust was quickly washed away, and then everything returned to dead silence.

Only the heavy rain poured down on the deep pit, on Zhang Long's body that was almost submerged in the mud...

"thump."

Lin Yanran, Le Ying, Xiang Chaoyang, and even the strong-willed Shang Gu collapsed limply after standing up just now. The tears stopped flowing, everyone's eyes suddenly became blank, and the spiritual world completely collapsed.