Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

Now, he is trying his best just to keep Aguru's body from dissipating.

Able to stand up, all in one breath.

【bring it on. 】

In the space completely condensed by azure photons, Fujimiya Yi's body with tiny light spots slowly took a posture.

[This battle is not just for that guy. 】

PS

first change

come, come, late, late

The second is to wait until the meal is over.

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[It was put on by you, empty justice. 】

Seeing Zheng Yi pounced forward, the Yabo people recovered from the brief shock.

Zheng Yi has the ability to deal with anti-matter, which Yabo people know, but they are limited to knowing that he has this ability, how to deal with it, and where the upper limit of processing is, these Yabo people don't know at all.

The reason is simple - that part of the battle data, its temporary ally has no intention of handing it over from the beginning.

The Yabo people don't think there is any problem with this.

This is a temporary alliance connected only by interests. Sometimes it will be strong, but most of the time it will be fragile.

The Yabo people don't think it's the only one who wants to eat the other party in private.

It's just that when encountering such a variable in battle, it is inevitable that some thoughts of venting anger will arise.

Of course, more is to consider how to make a fuss about this matter.

Before the face is torn, such a thing can be used as a good opportunity to test each other.

As for now.

[However, how can it be! 】

Manipulating the Justice Killer to advance instead of retreat, the Yabo people's eerie cold shouts are the signal for the Justice Killer to fight back brazenly.

【Even if it freezes the antimatter bomb, as long as it knocks you down—】

Before he finished speaking, a wide palm suddenly grabbed the righteous killer's throat, and his thick five fingers directly smashed the biological armor on the neck, and was deeply embedded in the flesh and blood under the splash of light blue body fluid.

Immediately, an astonishing force invaded from the left face of the justice killer.

The majestic impact was mixed with a kind of inexplicable coldness, obviously only a part of the spiritual body was attached to the justice killer for manipulation, but the Yabo people produced a synchronous severe sting!

Under the galloping pain, the Yabo people's swaying consciousness only heard a roar like a meteor falling to the ground!

【—Ola! ! ! 】

That was Zheng Yi's heavy right fist that was bursting with frosty white air and deep purple thunder light!

Pulling back his consciousness from the aftermath of pain, the Yabo people struggled through the eyes of the righteous killer, and clearly saw Zheng Yi who appeared in front of him at some point.

[This, this speed, you bastard! 】

Immediately afterwards, the Yabo people closed their mouths.

It's not that there is nothing to say, but that the mouth can't speak.

No, it should be said that the spiritual energy attached to the righteous killer no longer has the room to think and speak in peace.

Because, what followed was a seemingly endless wave of pain!

Just like the tides, whenever the ebb tide of the previous wave goes quickly, the rising tide of the next wave will be more menacing.

And what burst out at this moment were layers upon layers of turbulent waves, one wave higher than the other!

[Ola Ola Ola Ola Ola——]

The rampant roar in the consciousness, like a violent storm, the impact and frequency of heavy punches are unclear.

The fast-moving punches occupied the entire field of vision of the Justice Killer and the Yabo phantom in an instant.

The frosty white freezing air swirled the deep purple thunder, as if rendering the pitch-black space into a sunny day with thunder rushing!

Every time a fist falls, the Justice Killer's body will tremble violently. The power poured into one point spreads out the moment it invades the body, and the destructive force tears and shakes the Justice Killer's body along the limbs.

And the countless heavy punches in an instant made the Justice Killer's body like a flat boat in a storm, as if it would fall apart in the next second.

But no matter how the body swayed, Justice's left hand held the Justice Killer's neck motionless, and his flesh-soaked five fingers hooked the spine made of some kind of alloy, cruelly depriving the Justice Killer of the possibility of dodging and escaping.

If it's just a purely physical blow, even if it has elements of a surprise attack, the Yabo phantom can make the righteous killer who is not afraid of life and death, tireless and painless, resist the attack and respond strongly.

However, at this moment, the phantom of the Yabo people cannot protect themselves.

Although the fist of justice is aggressive and violent, it can always stare at the dark blue inverted triangle crystal on the justice killer's chest and the head falling with incomparable precision.

It is power that smashes into the body of the righteous killer.

At the same time, what invaded the spiritual body of the Yabo people was something that it could not understand.

Incomprehensible, but not unfamiliar.

——Because a few seconds ago, when it tried to invade those purple ice crystals with mental energy, it felt like this!

The invisible beast showed its fangs this time, and took the initiative to bite!

And it was different from the silent one before, this time it seemed to express the anger of the holder, every hit of the fist was a heart-piercing gnawing.

Not only that, but what really makes it hard for Yapo people to move is the novelty.

Painful freshness.

Uninterrupted pain will gradually numb the spirit of the creature, and the process of adapting to the pain will make the creature develop positive or negative resistance to the pain.

Maybe it's the improvement of endurance, maybe it's simply escaping through fainting, the mechanism of self-protection will pull the creature away in the vortex of pain.

But this pain is quite different.

The pain of each heavy punch is so fresh, it seems that every time the spirit begins to adapt, the will to endure and escape will be reduced to nothing.

Only pain remains in the consciousness of the Yabo spiritual body.

Can't escape.

Can't stand it.

Only bear.

The consciousness of the Yabo people's spiritual body gradually faded away in the wave of pain...

until--

【—Ola! 】

The scolding that resounds through the spiritual world is the clarion call for the waves of pain to stop rolling.

Without the restraint of the left hand clenched the spine, the free justice killer finally ushered in, and fell straight down under the squeeze of the right fist that sank deeply into the left cheek, almost shattering the entire exoskeleton of the skull.

The broken body plunged into the cold world made of ice crystals, and the burst ice crystal fragments flew up.

[Alright, let my old lady give this impostor the final blow! 】

[Unfortunately, it seems that this cannot be reserved as research material. I am actually still curious about the internal structure. 】

【Although it's a bit pitiful, but the words of the enemy...】

The little guys in their minds are talking about their own thoughts.

Zheng Yi, who was suspended above, looked at the righteous killer who appeared in the scattered frost.

At this moment, he was devastated.

The head and chest that had been taken care of were almost on the verge of falling apart, and the overflowing light blue body fluid quickly turned into a fine crystal in the cosmic space.

The joints of the limbs are completely deformed, and the inner bones are pierced with reinforced muscles and biological armor like the spine at the neck, revealing a metallic luster of unknown material.

It can be seen that the last blow is only missing.

However, Zheng Yi, who was staring at him, slowly dissipated the thunder light from his palm.

【……Zheng Yi. 】

【I see. 】

Zheng Yi stared at the righteous killer.

【I understand. 】

The wings around Zheng Yi's waist were completely stretched, and he swung down suddenly.

Frost-white freezing air spewed out from Zheng Yi's body up and down, and was as strong as a stream of pure white light rushing towards the righteous killer below, completely enveloping that miserable body.

In an instant, the righteous killer who was struggling to hold onto the edge of the pothole and seemed to want to get up to do something was caught in the white freezing air, and turned into a huge deformed purple ice crystal in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Yi was silent for a moment, retracting his wings.

A dark purple thunder suddenly bloomed.

There is no passionate battle roar in the past, and the jumping thunder is like some kind of silent hymn.

In the silence, Zheng Yi's flying kick fell down.

PS:

the second

End

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