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Chapter 122 Addicted and sober 1 more, still owes 38 more]

An ominous premonition arose spontaneously. Wu Mingxing, who was sitting on the tiger chair not far away with his legs crossed, also suppressed his smile. He stared at Zhou Ming in shock, who looked like a corpse, and said in surprise: "Isn't he dead yet?"

Lou Zhixin also squinted his eyes and stared warily at Zhou Ming lying on the ground in the distance. He knew the power of his elder brother's attack very well. With that attack just now, a normal human would definitely be killed instantly, but this man could still speak.

"Aren't you dead yet? He seems to be crazy." Lou Wenzhi said coldly.

"I'm sorry, I...I can't die yet."

Zhou Ming said with difficulty, his voice seemed to be two voices overlapping each other, and the same voice seemed to be echoing deep in his throat.

He stood up slowly from the ground with his feet on the ground in an extremely weird posture, standing crookedly against the wall. His upper body was slightly to the right, but his lower body was standing slightly to the left. His upper body and lower body seemed to be staggered and not aligned at all.

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I saw Zhou Ming reaching out to press his hat, twisting his waist suddenly, and with a "click", the top and bottom were aligned.

"I... must correct this world." Zhou Ming raised his head and said in a hoarse voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Ming lowered his body and let out a deafening roar.

"Ahhhhh!"

He rushed forward suddenly, brandishing his sword, and fought with Lou Wen again.

"Correction of the world? What the hell, I can't even understand it."

Lou Wenzhi had a look of impatience on his face. He dodged Zhou Ming's attack and kept changing his position at an extremely fast speed. He continued to launch powerful attacks that could not be resisted. His body was as fast as lightning.

One moment he soared into the sky like an eagle, passing over Zhou Ming's head, and the next moment he circled back in the air, ignoring the normal laws of physics and falling back to where he was.

His movements are flexible and changeable, making it difficult to predict. His attacks are sure to kill with one hit, and his punching power is astonishing.

He circled around Zhou Ming like a strong wind and attacked like thunder.



Zhou Ming struggled in the whirlpool formed by wind and thunder, holding a big sword in one hand and a long sword in the other, slashing in a wide range around him. The two swords kept hitting the wall and rebounding.

His reaction was several times faster than before. Gradually, he began to dodge with ease, but he no longer dodge some attacks that he could have avoided.

When Lou Wenzhi's fist struck again, the edge of the fist grazed his ribs and shattered them, Zhou Ming's body showed no reaction, but the depths of his pupils were filled with uncontrollable obsession.

"Don't get in my way...someone has to do it, I'm going to kill you!"

Zhou Ming's words were incoherent, his expression gradually began to distort, and his movements of swinging his sword began to show a strange mania.

As he was injured again and again, each time he felt a trace of heat spreading from the injured area, and his body seemed to have evolved again.

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Wang Siyan, who was sitting against the wall, looked at the crazy Zhou Ming and felt an unspeakable despair in his heart.

She felt that Zhou Ming's unique qualities had disappeared, that calmness no longer existed, and weird instincts had taken over her friend's body... He had become so strange.

On the central battlefield, Lou Wenzhi calmly controlled the rhythm of the entire battle.

"incredible!"

Lou Wenzhi exclaimed in amazement, his pupils showing serious emotions for the first time, and he finally noticed the strange difference.

"Your spell is physical regeneration?!"

Lou Wenzhi was not sure, but he was very sure. He had felt that he had broken the opponent's bones several times, but the opponent's actions were not affected at all.

This guy is recovering, like weirdo!

Zhou Ming did not answer the other party. His spirit fell into a trance, and there was only one goal left in his eyes, which was to kill the powerful enemy in front of him!

"I'm going to kill you!" Zhou Ming roared hoarsely, like a madman.

The sword swept across, and cold mist erupted with Zhou Ming as the center, and then instantly condensed into ice crystals.

Lou Wenzhi felt a bone-chilling coldness in his body! The joint movements of his hands and feet were slightly hindered.

Zhou Ming laughed wildly and approached, the airflow around him rolled back, and the wind and snow gathered in Zhou Ming's palm. He was going to use this move to freeze this troublesome enemy to death!

Under the mask, Lou Wenzhi's expression became extremely solemn. He backed away lightly, his eyes quietly watching Zhou Ming.

"I wanted to observe you for a while longer, but you are too dangerous. Let's kill you now."

Zhou Ming reached out his hand towards the opponent, but Lou Wenzhi easily dodged it.

But just when Zhou Ming was about to calibrate the attack direction, his arm could not move.

"How stupid. Your friend has obviously given you a hint, but you keep ignoring the function of these gloves. This is what you asked for!"

Lou Wenzhi said contemptuously, making a fist with his right hand and swinging it towards Zhou Ming's left chest.

Seeing this, Zhou Ming wanted to dodge, but his body was pulled away by his clothes uncontrollably. The sleeves of his clothes became a prison, and the arms in the sleeves could not bend, let alone change direction.

The next second, a huge impact shook Zhou Ming's body. In an instant, his chest suddenly became extremely cold, and something reached into his body and was stirring.

"Well!"

Zhou Ming felt very hot liquid flowing out of his chest.

"I'll accept this."

Lou Wenzhi pulled out his hand, and Zhou Ming felt that something had been taken out by the other party.

As something left his body, all his strength was taken away. The cold night wind blew through the big hole in his left chest, and the cold penetrated from the wound to his whole body and even to his bone marrow.

It was really cold... Zhou Ming opened his eyes wide and looked at the bright red thing beating in Lou Wenzhi's hand... that was his heart.

The chaotic thinking finally sobered up, the mania receded like a tide, and a sense of peace enveloped Zhou Ming's spiritual sky.

It turns out that this is how the horse-faced man felt at that time. It was really like waking up from a dream, he thought to himself.

"You should be calmer." Ping Xingyue's voice came from behind, as if he was making a final conclusion.

Zhou Ming wanted to turn around and look at the other person, but he didn't even have the strength to look back.

"If your heart is removed, can you still recover?"

Lou Wenzhi sneered with narrowed eyes, let go and threw his heart on the ground to crush it.

Zhou Ming's feet went weak and his body fell backwards. However, Lou Wenzhi raised his hand, grabbed Zhou Ming's collar, and pulled him back.

At the same time, Lou Wenzhi raised his other hand high, then suddenly dropped it, hitting Zhou Ming in the face.

Punch after punch, the fist hit Zhou Ming's face and his temple.

Each punch is like a hammer thrown by a strong man, but the power is even greater. Even if it hits an object, the impact will not be reduced at all.

With the first punch, Zhou Ming's cervical vertebrae were immediately broken, leaving only skin and flesh connecting his head and neck, dangling feebly on his shoulders.

Then with the second and third punches, his eyes and nostrils lost their shape, and all the holes connecting the head and brain, including the ears, overflowed with thick blood, mixed with what might be brain matter.

Lou Wenzhi looked at Zhou Ming as if he were looking at a small animal that was seriously injured and dying due to disability, with a cruel curiosity in his eyes.

In the distance, Wu Mingxing, with his heart in his throat, breathed a sigh of relief, his half-suspended butt dropped down again, and he sat firmly into the soft cushions of the chair.

Just now, he was really frightened. He actually thought that this guy could defeat Lou Wenzhi. Wu Mingxing shook his head.

"What a stupid idea."
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