Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 145 The First Killing Move: Natural Disaster - Waterfall
The pile of rubble began to tremble, and within just a few seconds, the trembling of the rubble pile reached an extremely exaggerated level.

Immediately afterwards, under Gao Yang's gaze, the pile of rubble exploded.

The Canyon Singer appeared in front of Gao Yang again, but unlike the previous elegant singer, the current Canyon Singer had undergone tremendous changes.

Its skinny body suddenly expanded several times. Its original stick-like figure was no longer there, replaced by blue veins and red flesh. There was no skin on the surface of the large muscles, which were exposed to the air.

The dark purple robe on its body was torn into pieces in the process, turning into pieces of cloth that stuck to the surface of its muscles, looking both disgusting and ferocious.

Roar!
A head that was so hideous that it didn't look like a human roared at Gao Yang. The light pink mist around it turned scarlet, as if blood flames were burning on its body.

The current Canyon Singer can no longer be called the Canyon Singer. With that ferocious aura, perverted body, and scarlet flames surrounding him, he should be called the "Lord of Hatred"!
It comes from hard work and ends in hatred!
As soon as the Lord of Hatred appeared, his pair of red eyes locked onto Gao Yang.

Its claw-like hand plunged into the rubble and pulled hard, and the giant sickle was picked up in its hand again.

The giant scythe was swung, and scarlet blood flames followed closely behind, leaving a distorted mark of burning in the air.

Gao Yang looked up at the Lord of Hatred floating in the blood flames. He understood that the other party was also observing him at this moment.

This process did not last long. A violent explosion was heard, and Gao Yang and the Lord of Hatred collided violently in mid-air.

The strong air wave made the cloth strips on the Lord of Hatred rustle. Its strong arms suddenly exerted force, and the giant scythe swept across, and Gao Yang slammed heavily into the rock wall like a cannonball.

The Lord of Hatred followed closely behind, and his ferocious and brutal body slammed into the rock wall created by Gao Yang.

Gravel flew everywhere and blood flames erupted again.

The Lord of Hatred gripped the giant sickle tightly in both hands, and the sharp sickle blade pressed down towards Gao Yang's face inch by inch.

Gao Yang held the sword horizontally in front of him, and the veins on his arms bulged under the armor.

With the blessing of the Lookout Armor, his strength and physique have reached 18 points.

But even so, he was still at a disadvantage in the wrestling with the Lord of Hatred.

The power gap between them should not be that big, but even so, due to the base number issue, the power gap between the two is still very obvious.

The giant sickle was getting closer and closer. Gao Yang tilted his sword and the giant sickle slid to the side along the sword edge. At the same time, his body instantly moved one meter to the side, avoiding this attack that was enough to decapitate him.

The giant sickle cut into the rock wall effortlessly, and its sharpness made Gao Yang narrow his eyes slightly.

If he were hit by this giant sickle, with its unique attack method, he would probably be beheaded in one blow.

The Lord of Hatred raised his arm high, and the five-meter-long scythe suddenly slashed down with a sound of breaking wind.

puff!
Being in mid-air and in a suppressed state, Gao Yang failed to block the attack. The giant sickle hit his chest heavily, and an extremely concentrated penetrating force made him breathless.

His chest felt stuffy and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood onto his visor.

Gao Yang slapped the rock wall beneath him with his left hand, and his body suddenly bounced up due to the reaction force.

hiss!hiss!hiss!
The dim sword light flashed across, and a terrifying force burst out, tearing the air apart and emitting a series of hoarse hissing sounds.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the six interwoven sword energies formed a huge sword energy net that enveloped the Lord of Hatred.

The Lord of Hatred's huge body retreated in an irrational manner. It seemed slow, but it made Gao Yang's sword energy net fall into the air.

But Gao Yang's goal has been achieved. After the test just now, he has understood the general attack method of the Lord of Hatred.

All he needs to do next is to defeat his opponent.

The Lord of Hatred looked at Gao Yang standing on the ground. It carefully circled in the air several times, but Gao Yang was not moved at all.

Finally, the blood flames on the Lord of Hatred erupted again, transforming into a blood shadow that swooped down from mid-air. Seeing this, Gao Yang smiled beneath his mask.

Just as the name of this BOSS suggests, as the lord of hatred, its rationality would definitely not be too high, and the actions of this BOSS did not exceed Gao Yang's expectations.

The huge sickle swept towards him, but he was not panicked at all.

The black jade seemed to come alive in his hands, suddenly exploding and becoming even more terrifying.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

As the sword flashed, there seemed to be the roar of a waterfall, vigorous and mighty. Indistinctly, it seemed as if a hundred-foot waterfall was falling from the edge of a cliff, bringing with it an unparalleled power.

It is like a silver dragon swooping down from the sky, its scales and armor forming waves, its claws forming waves, its momentum constantly accumulating until it becomes unstoppable!
Gao Yang practiced waterfall swordsmanship for a long time, and often gained insights alone in the training space. He also felt the power of nature under the waterfall every night, which led to the formation of this sword.

This sword is the secret of the waterfall sword technique, and it was also integrated into the natural disaster sword technique by Gao Yang, thus forming his own unique killer move: natural disaster - the waterfall!

With a slash of sword, fighting spirit poured down like a waterfall, unstoppable and continuous. At this moment, Heiyao's slashing force was directly superimposed to the peak.

clang!
The sound of violent metal collisions resounded throughout the canyon, and the Lord of Hatred flew backwards at a faster speed than before, slamming into the rock wall.

This scene was exactly the same as when Gao Yang was knocked away just now.

But unlike when Gao Yang was knocked flying, after the Lord of Hatred was slammed heavily against the rock wall, layer upon layer of power continued to collide and vibrate in its body, making it impossible for it to get up immediately and resume combat status.

Even the rock wall beneath it became increasingly broken by the continuous impact.

This is Gao Yang's killer move formed by combining the natural disaster swordsmanship and waterfall swordsmanship. It simulates the endless impact of a waterfall and gives the enemy non-stop multiple blows.

Gao Yang had never used this move before because the monsters were unable to make him use this move.

The Lord of Hatred at this time already has such qualifications.

With one sword, Gao Yang embedded the Lord of Hatred on the rock wall. He suddenly exerted force with his legs and rushed towards the location where the Lord of Hatred was.

"Ow!"

A ferocious roar erupted, and the Lord of Hatred rushed out from the rubble, waving a huge scythe and rushing towards Gao Yang like a madman.

Clang! Clang! Bang!
After repeated clashes and collisions, the Lord of Hatred and Gao Yang fought frantically in this canyon.

In the constant fighting, Gao Yang's armor gradually shattered and wounds continued to appear on his body.

On the other hand, the blood flames surrounding the Lord of Hatred became increasingly weaker, no longer as ferocious as before.

It was another fierce fight, and a flash of black gold burst out in Gao Yang's eyes.

Therefore, the slashing blow that should have been suppressed still fell along its original trajectory, and as for the giant sickle that was blocking the way, it was swept away by a sword.

"Die!"

Gao Yang's eyes suddenly flashed with light, and all his strength burst out instantly. As his fighting spirit gushed out, his spine became as round as a bow, and the terrifying power passed through the ground beneath his feet, through his waist and abdomen, and into his arms.

The obsidian sword suddenly doubled in size, the sword wind whistled, and a sword light like a silver dragon burst out across the canyon.

"laugh!"

A cold light flashed, and the sword blade slashed through the chest of the Lord of Hatred, splitting it completely in two.

(End of this chapter)