Who had ever seen Yang Zhen in such a state of disgrace? His clothes were almost torn into rags, and blood was oozing out from his entire body. The blood was gushing out like a fountain, dyeing the ground around him red.

No one had ever seen Yang Zhen in such a miserable state. Even Jianmao, Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er had never seen Yang Zhen so seriously injured.

However, the most unbelievable thing is that for the sake of Saoji, Yang Zhen would actually give up resistance and let Saoji hit him directly.

Cry! Sao Ji let out a scream that pierced through the heavens and the earth. The fluctuations of the lightning energy on his body became even more violent. Endless thunder dragons roared crazily on Sao Ji, flying up and down, as if they were going to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The terrifying gale force wind turned the entire valley into a mess. Countless rocks collapsed, and trees rose from the ground. Under the violent wind waves, a thick layer of dust was lifted up from the entire ground.

Such a terrifying power that can destroy the world made everyone fully realize the horror of the will of heaven and earth.

Under such violent force, no living creature can survive.

Is this the real punishment from heaven?

Countless people looked at the nearly destroyed world before them, and suddenly felt that the natural disasters they had experienced in the past were almost like heaven playing a joke on them.

Those heavenly tribulations that make people shudder are, in the face of such horrific divine punishment, simply insignificant, like a gentle breeze blowing on your face.

In full view of everyone, Yang Zhen stood up unsteadily, his face covered in blood, but his smile became even brighter.

After Yang Zhen staggered back to his feet, he wiped the blood from his eyes, looked at the angry Saoji in the air, and then looked at the dark clouds in the sky. He suddenly said, "Damn it, Saoji, is this all you have? You look so great, even the heavens have given you a thunder robe, but you can't even break through the defense of this Sao Saint?"

As he said that, Yang Zhen laughed loudly, waved his hand at Saoji and said, "Come on, use some strength, don't let this thief God look down on us two brothers."

Roar! Saoji roared to the sky, and the whole calamity cloud seemed to boil. Light yellow lightning fell on Saoji, and Saoji's momentum suddenly increased to a higher level, covering the sky and the sun, as if the world was about to end. In the endless dance of thunder, the surrounding world became hideous.

Around Tianfa, countless people almost bit off their tongues after hearing Yang Zhen’s words.

"Yang Zhen, you bastard, you're still caring about Saoji even at this point. If you continue like this, you're really going to die!"

"Damn it, Yang Zhen is really a real man. He actually endured a heavenly punishment with his flesh, and it was such a terrifying heavenly punishment from a fierce beast. This... Saoji is not in vain to have such a master."

"Master, didn't you hear that Yang Zhen did this on purpose? He didn't want the gods to look down on the two brothers. Damn it, Yang Zhen has such affection for Sao Ji, who dares to say that Yang Zhen is a selfish villain?"

"Yang Zhen, this bastard, is really admirable!"

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Countless people were filled with excitement as they watched Yang Zhen stand up shakily, covered in blood and roaring at the heaven. Their blood almost burned.

Hua Youyue's face turned pale. She exchanged glances with Han Yan'er and murmured, "Yang Zhen, you... why bother!"

Han Yan'er's eyes were filled with tears as she tightly grasped the sunlight in her hands. The veins on the backs of her hands, which were as white as jade and lotus roots, were exposed.

Jianmao was the most shocked. He stared at Yang Zhen blankly with shock in his eyes. He muttered for a while and then cursed, "This bastard is so reckless. You will die if you keep going like this. Don't you know that Saoji doesn't want you to die either? This bastard cheats countless people on weekdays, how come he cheated himself in the end? But... it's so damn handsome, wow, so damn handsome, Saoji, wake up quickly!"

By the end of howling, the cat's eyes were full of twinkling little stars.

Roar! Sao Ji roared to the sky, and the endless mad dragons on his body roared and rushed towards Yang Zhen, carrying the terrifying power of heaven and earth, as if he wanted to wipe out Yang Zhen completely.

Yang Zhen laughed loudly, spitting out the blood in his mouth, stretched out his hands and stood there, shouting: "That's right, let this bastard see that neither of us brothers is easy to mess with!"

Boom! The earth trembled, the sky changed color, and the entire mountain shattered into countless pieces. Yang Zhen's body was directly blasted into the ground by Saoji and disappeared completely. Even the breath on his body became intermittent.

"Dead...dead? Could it be that Yang Zhen died just like that?"

"Damn it, it gives me chills. Yang Zhen is such a true character. Could it be that the thief... is really blind...?"

"Yang Zhen! Stand up!" Someone shouted, completely detonating the entire valley.

"Yang Zhen! Stand up!"

"Yang Zhen! Stand up for me! You are not allowed to die. At least you cannot die here."

Taking the brother that Yang Zhen had been looking for for more than a year as a punishment from heaven to wipe out Yang Zhen, God's ruthlessness almost made everyone despair.

But Yang Zhen actually managed to withstand two attacks of heavenly punishment with his physical body. With this level of heavenly punishment, no one could resist it, and even if they were slightly touched, they would probably end up dead.

Yang Zhen's behavior was almost crazy. At first, most people thought that Yang Zhen was completely crazy, but gradually, everyone's heart became hot and they looked at Yang Zhen with burning eyes. At this moment, among the tens of thousands of people present, no one wanted Yang Zhen to die in vain under the punishment from heaven.

It's such a pity to die in this way.

"Yang Zhen, stand up!" Hua Youyue murmured to herself, her face pale. Two tears slid down her flawless white cheeks and fell to the ground, splashing countless crystals.

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"Yang Zhen, you bastard, don't die!" Han Yan'er shouted. Her vision had already been blurred by tears, but she still stared at the direction where Yang Zhen was, afraid of missing any details.

After a long time, the world fell into dead silence. The scarlet color in the eyes of Sao Ji in the air seemed to flash with struggle, and gradually faded.

Countless people stared blankly at the place where the mountain was shattered. The mountain wind blew up the dust, and the whole place was in a mess.

In the dead silence, everyone could even hear their own breathing.

At this moment, at the highest point buried by countless rocks, a stone suddenly loosened and rolled down with a snap.

Countless people's eyes lit up instantly, staring at the place where the stone fell.

A bloody hand stretched out.

Roar! Around the valley, countless people roared with excitement, and the atmosphere became boiling.

Yang Zhen crawled out, his body covered in blood and flesh, staggering as if a gust of wind would blow him down. But in the end, he grinned at everyone like a piece of stone.

"Not bad, this time... I have some strength. Come on, let's do it again..."

Yang Zhen's voice was intermittent, his lips were broken, and there was a feeling of air leaking out. It was a bit funny, causing countless people to laugh hysterically, and as they laughed, tears began to flow.

Yang Zhen, this bastard, is almost dead, but he is still so ridiculous, what on earth is he trying to do? At this moment, Saoji suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a roar that pierced through the nine heavens. Suddenly, a raging fire wave burst out from his body with a bang, and countless thunders crackled and exploded on his body.

A clear cry resounded throughout the world, and his eyes became clear and turned golden.

The waves of fire were surging, fighting against the sky! Just as everyone was shocked, a dark golden fire slowly condensed on the body of the Golden Crow, burning quietly, and came in front of Yang Zhen. Under Yang Zhen's cross-eyed gaze, it slowly came to the space between Yang Zhen's eyebrows.

"Damn it!" The mean cat jumped up three feet high with a look of disbelief on his face: "Life sacrifice?"

(End of this chapter)