Zhang Hangen didn''t intend to fight with bailegang. The more exposed he is, the more prepared lanran is. This is what he doesn''t want to see.


    Therefore, as soon as he fought with bailegang Fu, he directly sent out a sharp virtual flash.


    Boom!


    Suddenly, the dark golden ball condensed at the fingertips turned into a huge column of light, which whirled like a storm. Zhang Han even saw that at the moment of the virtual flash, the air in front of him blew several shallow white air waves and dispersed slowly.


    Bailegang did not move, but deflected his head a little, and easily passed the dark gold beam.


    "What''s going on?"


    Zhang Han narrowed his eyes and ran at high speed in his head.


    The scene in front of him was by no means due to dynamic vision. In fact, he didn''t open the writing wheel eye at all. Like a movie I''ve seen in my previous life, bullet time in the matrix.


    But the problem is that Zhang Han didn''t encounter bullet time when he crossed the world of the matrix.


    This strange sense of delay, as if time was infinitely elongated at this moment.


    "Time?"


    Thinking of this word, combined with his impression of the original work, Zhang Han reacted instantly. This is not his illusion, but the speed of virtual flash really slowed down, and a lot slower!


    "Can''t you understand? The ten blades are in charge of different death forms. That''s the thought of each ten blade and the reason for our existence. Sometimes these death forms are also related to their corresponding abilities."


    Looking at Zhang Han''s strange expression, bailegang casually explained, "the form of death in my charge is aging! Aging is time! It is the most powerful and absolute force!"


    "Cut! Aging equals time? This is the funniest joke I''ve ever heard!"


    Zhang Han left his mouth and said with a slight irony, "you don''t know the real power of time at all. Don''t deceive people with some specious things."


    Seriously, aging can only be regarded as a branch of the power of time, and it is still a relatively weak branch. It can only push the time of the object into the future, and can''t go back. Its function is relatively single, and even the caster can''t control it.


    Compared with the arc of time, the only advantage of aging is that it can work on life.


    Of course, this is because the time force robbed by Zhang Han from timaria has not been fully integrated with himself. After the integration, Zhang Han has a great grasp and improves the power of the arc of time to a new level. At that time, it is not impossible to directly apply magic to life.


    His proudest ability was mercilessly ridiculed by his opponent. Bailegan was very angry and said with a gloomy face, "if you say so, you should have more power than aging. Why don''t you let me see it?"


    While talking, bailegan reversed his axe and stood in front of him, blurting out the liberation language.


    "Decadent, skeleton king!"


    In the center of the axe is an eye like blood red ball. At the moment when the soul chopping knife was liberated, layers of black and purple smoke burst out from the blood red eyes, spread rapidly in the air, and wrapped bailegang''s body in it.


    In the purple fog, bailegang''s body shriveled with the naked eye and turned into a skeleton wearing a golden crown and a purple black robe.


    After returning to the blade, bailegang immediately urged the spirit pressure, and saw a sudden burst of black fog under his feet, like a flowing wave, invading Zhang Han.


    Both of them were standing in mid air, so it was difficult to determine the effect of the black fog with the naked eye alone. If you touch anything on the ground, it will decay and decompose into nothingness.


    Zhang Han knew the ability of bailegang. He had planned to dodge first with the help of the speed of lightning, and then erase the black fog with the arc of time. But when he was ready to dodge, he looked at the black fog and suddenly thought of his ability.


    A not very commonly used fruit ability, dark fruit!


    At first, in the pirate world, Zhang Han always had great expectations for this fruit. No matter facing the red dog saakashi or the Yellow ape porusalino, with this fruit, they all kill every second when they meet, which is strong and outrageous.


    However, after changing the map, the restraint effect of dark fruit on those with ability has been reduced to the lowest point, which is almost negligible. In the world other than pirates, the dark fruit has little restraint effect on other forces.


    It is also because of this that Zhang Han has not developed this fruit much recently.


    Of course, even if the dark fruit loses its restraint effect, the phagocytic effect is still. Whether the power of aging is strong or weak, it always belongs to the power of time. Of course, Zhang Han doesn''t want to let go.


    Just take this opportunity to swallow up this power!


    Just do it! Zhang Han''s mind sank and urged the strength of the fruit. Half of his body turned dark, and more clouds of smoke extended from his back and feet.


    As like as two peas of black smoke, it was turned into a rolling current and headed up to the front.


    "What''s that?"


    At this moment, not only bailegang, but also lanran, who was watching the war, was shocked.


    "Can it be said that his soul chopping knife can copy even the broken back blade?" lanran thought of Zhang Han''s copying ability for a moment, and her heart couldn''t help but feel a little heavy.


    The skeleton emperor of bailegang is not the strongest skill, but the degree of metamorphosis is not lower than other soul chopping knives. If it is really copied by Zhang Han, even if he is against him, it will become a lot more difficult.


    No wonder lanran thinks so much, but because the scene in front of her is so similar! Especially when the black fog released by the two are intertwined, we can''t tell each other at all!


    "Dark cave way!"


    Zhang Han bent down abruptly and clapped his right hand into the black fog. For a moment, the black fog rolled violently like waves in the sea, spreading several times faster than before. In a few seconds, it included the decaying power of bailegang.


    In other people''s eyes, the two kinds of black fog collide and conflict with each other violently, while in Zhang Han''s eyes, the black fog transformed by dark fruits seems like a glutton, constantly swallowing each other''s strength.


    After a short stalemate, bailegan suddenly became stiff and obviously felt the weakening of his own strength. What surprised him even more was that his feet stepped in the black fog, just like stepping into a swamp and sinking slowly.


    "Damn it! This is not the power of corruption. What the hell is it?"


    Bailegang turned and raised his body by more than ten meters. On the face of the skeleton, a little flame appeared in the depths of his empty eyes and kept jumping.


    "This kind of power, no matter in the face of life or spiritual power, can be swallowed without scruples... It''s terrible!"


    Not believing in evil, bailegang urged the spirit pressure again and released a larger and thick black fog, like a landslide and tsunami, sweeping away at Zhang Han.