Chapter 994: 994
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The mountain wind roared and the flag was strong.
Zheng Feiyue and his brothers continued to climb the mountain. At the next banner, there were six friars of the cult God sect, all of whom were in great repair. Each of them was full of energy and waited for work at ease.
"Annoying guy, wave after wave!"
Han Shizhong licked his lips. After two previous wars, his lips turned white and cracked in some places by the mountain wind, revealing dark red blood.
On the other side, an overhaul man, holding a long knife, said coldly, "the Dragon slaughtering array and Tianmen array can't stop you, but that's all."
Behind him, there are five major repair workers with varying strength, all standing with knives.
"Do you have a knife?" Han Shizhong grinned, took out a bright long knife from his pocket, and grinned, "bright guys, brothers."
Knives, guns, halberds and spears appear together.
Finally, Zheng Feiyue took out his Duxiu stick, twisted his neck and said, "after the array is finished, it's time to fight hand to hand. Five to six, give me the two tallest ones, and make a quick decision!"
"Kill!"
The blade pierced through the void, and two fierce long knives came fiercely.
Duxiu stick turned in Zheng Feiyue's palm, one end of which ran out of his palm like a poisonous tongue and directly hit the belly of an evil god Zong.
The latter was hit by a 300000 kg Duxiu stick. The strength of the rules on his body flashed wildly, and an empty shadow of a long black knife appeared behind him. He fought hard, but his eyes were raised.
The knife in his hand also took advantage of the situation to cut Zheng Feiyue.
Zheng Feiyue bowed down, and a virtual image of a mysterious turtle appeared behind him. He was forced to take the knife. Juli bounced from the blade and hit his internal organs. At the same time, another knife was cut on him.
The competition at the same level is not easy to play with one to two, let alone Zheng Feiyue's method of exchanging injuries for injuries in order to make a quick decision.
When the two knives were cut down, the power of rules raged, and he vomited blood on the spot.
Blood spray.
Zheng Feiyue bared his teeth and smiled. The opponent with blood between his teeth fainted in front of him. His body was like a shell crashing into each other's arms. He shouted: "the profound meaning of the eight poles, shake!"
Bang!
Zheng Feiyue bumped up and flew the man. Then he suddenly turned back, grabbed another stabbing knife, and let the blood flow all over his palm without loosening it.
There was another bang.
The second opponent was also held in his arms by Zheng Feiyue. The Black Turtle virtual shadow roared, making his whole person rise by a circle, and then blow out with a fist!
Dong!
People were hammered out.
Although people flew, Zheng Feiyue didn't stop the attack. The Duxiu stick chased people and bit them. The weight of 300000 kg roared out and directly hit people with blood.
Poof!
Zheng Feiyue got another knife on his back.
As if he hadn't felt it, Duxiu stick flew back to his hand with blood, turned and swept out.
"Kill!"
As soon as the battle began, it became white hot. Zheng Feiyue was a completely desperate play. Regardless of his own injury, he caught his opponent and tried to change his injury.
Even if it is an overhaul, it is not suitable for this attack.
Soon, one of his two opponents was seriously injured and the other was robbed. The more he played, the more he couldn't let go. Finally, he was beaten by Zheng Feiyue and kept going backwards.
……
Hiss!
The sharp halberd pierced into the lower abdomen and came out from the other side. The air was filled with the smell of destruction. An unknown fierce animal virtual shadow roared angrily in the air.
Holding a halberd, Lv Bu pierced his opponent and shook his wrist violently.
Prick!
The strong anti shock force exploded, and the stabbed big Sutton was torn apart.
An evil god Zong was killed in battle, and even the yuan God did not escape. He was shattered by Lv Bu's way of killing.
The sudden victory became the turning point of the encounter. The iron blood camp showed an overwhelming advantage. When three consecutive enemies fell, the overhaul of the evil god sect began to flee.
When the wind was blowing hard, Han Shizhong caught a slow runner and stabbed him!
Hiss!
The knife came out through the body, and the stabbed blew out a stream of blood, but he didn't even fight back. He ran away from the mountain with his injury and didn't miss it.
Han Shizhong "bah", clamped the bloody knife in the creaking nest, smoothed it clean, and scolded, "zhithief mother, are people of the evil god sect so counselled?"
Zhao Yun slowly put away his long gun and said, "it's not counseling. When the defeat is settled, the sooner they get out of the battle, the more time they have to recuperate, and then continue to wait for us in the back, wheel battle!"
Han Shizhong put his knife on the ground and sat down on the ground. Depressed, he said, "if you step on a horse, one door beats seven of us, and you have to fight by car. Do you want to face?"
"It has nothing to do with his face..." Zhao Yun said. He suddenly noticed Han Shizhong sitting there grinning, and a bad hunch appeared in his heart, "what's the matter with you?"
Han Shizhong said with a smile, "it's all right. I just hit too hard and lost some strength."
"Release force?"
Zhao Yun looked puzzled. He stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Han Shizhong's shoulder, pulled it down to the side, and his eyes suddenly shrunk.
He saw a wound, a knife wound, long and long, which could almost split people in two.
"Boss, come and see!" Zhao Yun shouted strangely.
Zheng Feiyue, who was quietly healing, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the speech. His body turned into a residual shadow. He suddenly appeared next to Han Shizhong, and then saw the wound.
"Pill!"
A precious healing pill was stuffed into Han Shizhong's mouth.
Han Shizhong swallowed it without chewing. He smiled and said, "it's okay. It's a little hurt. Give me half an hour to rest. Let's move on."
Zheng Feiyue pressed his wound. There was black blood in it. His face sank immediately: "the blade is highly toxic, and the power of rules is constantly destroying your wound."
The other brothers looked at Han Shizhong with worried eyes.
Han Shizhong grabbed the handle of the knife next to him, struggled to stand up and grinned: "I've been fighting all year round. I've been hurt more than this... I'll rest and move on."
Zheng Feiyue pressed his shoulder and said in a harsh voice, "the sword of the evil god sect is to destroy you! If you go on, I will collect the body for you."
Han Shizhong lowered his head slowly with shame. "I'm sorry, boss... I'm ashamed of you. I'm really a waste!"
"Fart!"
Zheng Feiyue's eyes flashed with tears and said, "who dares to say you're a waste? I'll break his neck! Go and have a rest. Accompany Lao Chang and Lao Zhang and fight two landlords casually, and victory will be won."
Han Shizhong nodded and gasped, "go on! Boss, you must go on!"
"I will."
The bloody tripod appeared. Before jumping into the tripod, Han Shizhong shouted to the people, "take a step first, and the boss will give it to you!"
Lv Bu, Zhao Yun and Yuchi Gong saluted him together.
Bang!
Close the tripod cover.
Zheng Feiyue broke the third flag, turned and said to only half of his brothers: "only half of the mountain was climbed, and half of his brothers were abandoned. The iron blood camp has not suffered this crime since its establishment!"
Lv Bu roared: "fight!"
Zhao Yun roared: "fight!"
Yuchi Gong roared, "climb to the top and defeat the evil god!"
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The mountain wind roared and the flag was strong.
Zheng Feiyue and his brothers continued to climb the mountain. At the next banner, there were six friars of the cult God sect, all of whom were in great repair. Each of them was full of energy and waited for work at ease.
"Annoying guy, wave after wave!"
Han Shizhong licked his lips. After two previous wars, his lips turned white and cracked in some places by the mountain wind, revealing dark red blood.
On the other side, an overhaul man, holding a long knife, said coldly, "the Dragon slaughtering array and Tianmen array can't stop you, but that's all."
Behind him, there are five major repair workers with varying strength, all standing with knives.
"Do you have a knife?" Han Shizhong grinned, took out a bright long knife from his pocket, and grinned, "bright guys, brothers."
Knives, guns, halberds and spears appear together.
Finally, Zheng Feiyue took out his Duxiu stick, twisted his neck and said, "after the array is finished, it's time to fight hand to hand. Five to six, give me the two tallest ones, and make a quick decision!"
"Kill!"
The blade pierced through the void, and two fierce long knives came fiercely.
Duxiu stick turned in Zheng Feiyue's palm, one end of which ran out of his palm like a poisonous tongue and directly hit the belly of an evil god Zong.
The latter was hit by a 300000 kg Duxiu stick. The strength of the rules on his body flashed wildly, and an empty shadow of a long black knife appeared behind him. He fought hard, but his eyes were raised.
The knife in his hand also took advantage of the situation to cut Zheng Feiyue.
Zheng Feiyue bowed down, and a virtual image of a mysterious turtle appeared behind him. He was forced to take the knife. Juli bounced from the blade and hit his internal organs. At the same time, another knife was cut on him.
The competition at the same level is not easy to play with one to two, let alone Zheng Feiyue's method of exchanging injuries for injuries in order to make a quick decision.
When the two knives were cut down, the power of rules raged, and he vomited blood on the spot.
Blood spray.
Zheng Feiyue bared his teeth and smiled. The opponent with blood between his teeth fainted in front of him. His body was like a shell crashing into each other's arms. He shouted: "the profound meaning of the eight poles, shake!"
Bang!
Zheng Feiyue bumped up and flew the man. Then he suddenly turned back, grabbed another stabbing knife, and let the blood flow all over his palm without loosening it.
There was another bang.
The second opponent was also held in his arms by Zheng Feiyue. The Black Turtle virtual shadow roared, making his whole person rise by a circle, and then blow out with a fist!
Dong!
People were hammered out.
Although people flew, Zheng Feiyue didn't stop the attack. The Duxiu stick chased people and bit them. The weight of 300000 kg roared out and directly hit people with blood.
Poof!
Zheng Feiyue got another knife on his back.
As if he hadn't felt it, Duxiu stick flew back to his hand with blood, turned and swept out.
"Kill!"
As soon as the battle began, it became white hot. Zheng Feiyue was a completely desperate play. Regardless of his own injury, he caught his opponent and tried to change his injury.
Even if it is an overhaul, it is not suitable for this attack.
Soon, one of his two opponents was seriously injured and the other was robbed. The more he played, the more he couldn't let go. Finally, he was beaten by Zheng Feiyue and kept going backwards.
……
Hiss!
The sharp halberd pierced into the lower abdomen and came out from the other side. The air was filled with the smell of destruction. An unknown fierce animal virtual shadow roared angrily in the air.
Holding a halberd, Lv Bu pierced his opponent and shook his wrist violently.
Prick!
The strong anti shock force exploded, and the stabbed big Sutton was torn apart.
An evil god Zong was killed in battle, and even the yuan God did not escape. He was shattered by Lv Bu's way of killing.
The sudden victory became the turning point of the encounter. The iron blood camp showed an overwhelming advantage. When three consecutive enemies fell, the overhaul of the evil god sect began to flee.
When the wind was blowing hard, Han Shizhong caught a slow runner and stabbed him!
Hiss!
The knife came out through the body, and the stabbed blew out a stream of blood, but he didn't even fight back. He ran away from the mountain with his injury and didn't miss it.
Han Shizhong "bah", clamped the bloody knife in the creaking nest, smoothed it clean, and scolded, "zhithief mother, are people of the evil god sect so counselled?"
Zhao Yun slowly put away his long gun and said, "it's not counseling. When the defeat is settled, the sooner they get out of the battle, the more time they have to recuperate, and then continue to wait for us in the back, wheel battle!"
Han Shizhong put his knife on the ground and sat down on the ground. Depressed, he said, "if you step on a horse, one door beats seven of us, and you have to fight by car. Do you want to face?"
"It has nothing to do with his face..." Zhao Yun said. He suddenly noticed Han Shizhong sitting there grinning, and a bad hunch appeared in his heart, "what's the matter with you?"
Han Shizhong said with a smile, "it's all right. I just hit too hard and lost some strength."
"Release force?"
Zhao Yun looked puzzled. He stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Han Shizhong's shoulder, pulled it down to the side, and his eyes suddenly shrunk.
He saw a wound, a knife wound, long and long, which could almost split people in two.
"Boss, come and see!" Zhao Yun shouted strangely.
Zheng Feiyue, who was quietly healing, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the speech. His body turned into a residual shadow. He suddenly appeared next to Han Shizhong, and then saw the wound.
"Pill!"
A precious healing pill was stuffed into Han Shizhong's mouth.
Han Shizhong swallowed it without chewing. He smiled and said, "it's okay. It's a little hurt. Give me half an hour to rest. Let's move on."
Zheng Feiyue pressed his wound. There was black blood in it. His face sank immediately: "the blade is highly toxic, and the power of rules is constantly destroying your wound."
The other brothers looked at Han Shizhong with worried eyes.
Han Shizhong grabbed the handle of the knife next to him, struggled to stand up and grinned: "I've been fighting all year round. I've been hurt more than this... I'll rest and move on."
Zheng Feiyue pressed his shoulder and said in a harsh voice, "the sword of the evil god sect is to destroy you! If you go on, I will collect the body for you."
Han Shizhong lowered his head slowly with shame. "I'm sorry, boss... I'm ashamed of you. I'm really a waste!"
"Fart!"
Zheng Feiyue's eyes flashed with tears and said, "who dares to say you're a waste? I'll break his neck! Go and have a rest. Accompany Lao Chang and Lao Zhang and fight two landlords casually, and victory will be won."
Han Shizhong nodded and gasped, "go on! Boss, you must go on!"
"I will."
The bloody tripod appeared. Before jumping into the tripod, Han Shizhong shouted to the people, "take a step first, and the boss will give it to you!"
Lv Bu, Zhao Yun and Yuchi Gong saluted him together.
Bang!
Close the tripod cover.
Zheng Feiyue broke the third flag, turned and said to only half of his brothers: "only half of the mountain was climbed, and half of his brothers were abandoned. The iron blood camp has not suffered this crime since its establishment!"
Lv Bu roared: "fight!"
Zhao Yun roared: "fight!"
Yuchi Gong roared, "climb to the top and defeat the evil god!"
The mountain wind roared and the flag was strong.Zheng Feiyue and his brothers continued to climb the mountain. At the next banner, there were six friars of the cult God sect, all of whom were in great repair. Each of them was full of energy and waited for work at ease."Annoying guy, wave after wave!"Han Shizhong licked his lips. After two previous wars, his lips turned white and cracked in some places by the mountain wind, revealing dark red blood.On the other side, an overhaul man, holding a long knife, said coldly, "the Dragon slaughtering array and Tianmen array can't stop you, but that's all."Behind him, there are five major repair workers with varying strength, all standing with knives."Do you have a knife?" Han Shizhong grinned, took out a bright long knife from his pocket, and grinned, "bright guys, brothers."Knives, guns, halberds and spears appear together.Finally, Zheng Feiyue took out his Duxiu stick, twisted his neck and said, "after the array is finished, it's time to fight hand to hand. Five to six, give me the two tallest ones, and make a quick decision!""Kill!"The blade pierced through the void, and two fierce long knives came fiercely.Duxiu stick turned in Zheng Feiyue's palm, one end of which ran out of his palm like a poisonous tongue and directly hit the belly of an evil god Zong.The latter was hit by a 300000 kg Duxiu stick. The strength of the rules on his body flashed wildly, and an empty shadow of a long black knife appeared behind him. He fought hard, but his eyes were raised.The knife in his hand also took advantage of the situation to cut Zheng Feiyue.Zheng Feiyue bowed down, and a virtual image of a mysterious turtle appeared behind him. He was forced to take the knife. Juli bounced from the blade and hit his internal organs. At the same time, another knife was cut on him.The competition at the same level is not easy to play with one to two, let alone Zheng Feiyue's method of exchanging injuries for injuries in order to make a quick decision.When the two knives were cut down, the power of rules raged, and he vomited blood on the spot.Blood spray.Zheng Feiyue bared his teeth and smiled. The opponent with blood between his teeth fainted in front of him. His body was like a shell crashing into each other's arms. He shouted: "the profound meaning of the eight poles, shake!"Bang!Zheng Feiyue bumped up and flew the man. Then he suddenly turned back, grabbed another stabbing knife, and let the blood flow all over his palm without loosening it.There was another bang.The second opponent was also held in his arms by Zheng Feiyue. The Black Turtle virtual shadow roared, making his whole person rise by a circle, and then blow out with a fist!Dong!People were hammered out.Although people flew, Zheng Feiyue didn't stop the attack. The Duxiu stick chased people and bit them. The weight of 300000 kg roared out and directly hit people with blood.Poof!Zheng Feiyue got another knife on his back.As if he hadn't felt it, Duxiu stick flew back to his hand with blood, turned and swept out."Kill!"As soon as the battle began, it became white hot. Zheng Feiyue was a completely desperate play. Regardless of his own injury, he caught his opponent and tried to change his injury.Even if it is an overhaul, it is not suitable for this attack.Soon, one of his two opponents was seriously injured and the other was robbed. The more he played, the more he couldn't let go. Finally, he was beaten by Zheng Feiyue and kept going backwards.Hiss!The sharp halberd pierced into the lower abdomen and came out from the other side. The air was filled with the smell of destruction. An unknown fierce animal virtual shadow roared angrily in the air.Holding a halberd, Lv Bu pierced his opponent and shook his wrist violently.Prick!The strong anti shock force exploded, and the stabbed big Sutton was torn apart.An evil god Zong was killed in battle, and even the yuan God did not escape. He was shattered by Lv Bu's way of killing.The sudden victory became the turning point of the encounter. The iron blood camp showed an overwhelming advantage. When three consecutive enemies fell, the overhaul of the evil god sect began to flee.When the wind was blowing hard, Han Shizhong caught a slow runner and stabbed him!Hiss!The knife came out through the body, and the stabbed blew out a stream of blood, but he didn't even fight back. He ran away from the mountain with his injury and didn't miss it.Han Shizhong "bah", clamped the bloody knife in the creaking nest, smoothed it clean, and scolded, "zhithief mother, are people of the evil god sect so counselled?"Zhao Yun slowly put away his long gun and said, "it's not counseling. When the defeat is settled, the sooner they get out of the battle, the more time they have to recuperate, and then continue to wait for us in the back, wheel battle!"Han Shizhong put his knife on the ground and sat down on the ground. Depressed, he said, "if you step on a horse, one door beats seven of us, and you have to fight by car. Do you want to face?""It has nothing to do with his face..." Zhao Yun said. He suddenly noticed Han Shizhong sitting there grinning, and a bad hunch appeared in his heart, "what's the matter with you?"Han Shizhong said with a smile, "it's all right. I just hit too hard and lost some strength.""Release force?"Zhao Yun looked puzzled. He stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Han Shizhong's shoulder, pulled it down to the side, and his eyes suddenly shrunk.He saw a wound, a knife wound, long and long, which could almost split people in two."Boss, come and see!" Zhao Yun shouted strangely.Zheng Feiyue, who was quietly healing, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the speech. His body turned into a residual shadow. He suddenly appeared next to Han Shizhong, and then saw the wound."Pill!"A precious healing pill was stuffed into Han Shizhong's mouth.Han Shizhong swallowed it without chewing. He smiled and said, "it's okay. It's a little hurt. Give me half an hour to rest. Let's move on."Zheng Feiyue pressed his wound. There was black blood in it. His face sank immediately: "the blade is highly toxic, and the power of rules is constantly destroying your wound."The other brothers looked at Han Shizhong with worried eyes.Han Shizhong grabbed the handle of the knife next to him, struggled to stand up and grinned: "I've been fighting all year round. I've been hurt more than this... I'll rest and move on."Zheng Feiyue pressed his shoulder and said in a harsh voice, "the sword of the evil god sect is to destroy you! If you go on, I will collect the body for you."Han Shizhong lowered his head slowly with shame. "I'm sorry, boss... I'm ashamed of you. I'm really a waste!""Fart!"Zheng Feiyue's eyes flashed with tears and said, "who dares to say you're a waste? I'll break his neck! Go and have a rest. Accompany Lao Chang and Lao Zhang and fight two landlords casually, and victory will be won."Han Shizhong nodded and gasped, "go on! Boss, you must go on!""I will."The bloody tripod appeared. Before jumping into the tripod, Han Shizhong shouted to the people, "take a step first, and the boss will give it to you!"Lv Bu, Zhao Yun and Yuchi Gong saluted him together.Bang!Close the tripod cover.Zheng Feiyue broke the third flag, turned and said to only half of his brothers: "only half of the mountain was climbed, and half of his brothers were abandoned. The iron blood camp has not suffered this crime since its establishment!"Lv Bu roared: "fight!"Zhao Yun roared: "fight!"Yuchi Gong roared, "climb to the top and defeat the evil god!"
