Zhou Zheng's eyes were almost sunken because he had overlooked one thing.
"Grass……"
Zhou Zheng couldn't help shouting. At this moment, the armored bull was not avoiding the Hongding Company and the Tianhe Gang at all. Instead, it turned around, flew with its hooves, and rushed towards their position with a roar.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The heavy iron hoofs hit the soil, creating mud pits. The soil splashed and the whole ground shook.
Zhou Zheng completely forgot that he had not yet mastered the skills of controlling the armored ox.
For example, let the armored ox go east and west.
When Zhou Zheng came, he would immediately jump down after the armored ox went astray, and use driving methods to correct the direction of the armored ox. The reason why he brought the armored ox here was to cultivate a tacit understanding. Anyway, this red area
Here, the sky and the earth are vast enough for armored oxen to gallop.
but……
Who would have thought that two gangs of bored people would actually play a passionate game here.
"Fuck, turn left, turn left!"
Zhou Zheng shouted and kept slapping the scales of the armored ox. Unfortunately, the armored ox didn't pay attention at all and just walked on with a roar.
The speed of the armored ox frightened Song Heng and Zhong Yijun. In just a blink of an eye, the armored ox rushed in front of them. Subconsciously, they both dodged at the same time and followed the other warriors.
They were angry and frightened, and they all tried their best to dodge.
"Boom!"
The armored oxen trampled down, flying mud and debris.
"Stop him." Song Heng roared angrily, because in his eyes, two warriors from the Tianhe Gang were thrown away by the armored bull, and they were already vomiting blood in the air. The strength of the armored bull is definitely not
Just kidding, even eighth-dan warriors can't handle it.
Song Heng was angry, but it didn't matter whether you were Zhou Zheng or not.
Even Zhong Yijun was not angry at all. Not only the Tianhe Gang, but also a warrior from his own Hongding Company was hit head-on by the armored bull and flew directly into the air. It is certain that even if he did not die, he would be seriously injured.
It's for sure.
Zhong Yijun didn't need to say much, several warriors had already swept their weapons towards Zhou Zheng on the back of the bull.
This time, Zhou Zheng was absolutely crying without tears.
"**, you bastard, I really suffered a lot from you this time." The weapons that were coming at him made Zhou Zheng suddenly jump up. After dodging, before falling, several more long weapons were fired.
The weapon swept over, leaving Zhou Zheng in the air with no way to dodge.
"Bang!"
With a dull sound, Zhou Zheng was struck in the chest, and this force pushed Zhou Zheng away.
"Depend on!"
The pain from his chest made Zhou Zheng almost faint. With this force, Zhou Zheng turned over and fell. However, he missed the armored ox and landed in the middle of the two teams. When he looked down, he saw that the clothes on his chest were chopped into pieces.
, fortunately he has soft lizard armor, otherwise it would be difficult for Zhou Zheng not to die.
Zhou Zheng was also angry and shouted: "Who did it?"
His hand slid across his thigh, two daggers appeared in Zhou Zheng's hands, and his two eyes scanned the group of people.
At this time, Zhou Zheng's aura and the coldness of the thieves made every warrior feel the coldness on their necks wherever his eyes passed, as if the opponent's dagger had been placed on their own necks.
Many warriors were shocked: "How is this possible?"
The sixth-level warriors were originally weak in front of them, but due to their momentum, the other party suppressed them.
The armored bull seemed to have noticed that Zhou Zheng was not on its back. It braked suddenly, turned its head suddenly, and ran back towards Zhou Zheng's position.
Zhou Zheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He finally managed to control the situation, but the bully came back again... No, it was a backlash. Didn't this push the whole situation out of control?
"Boom!"
The armored bull once again charged towards the group of warriors.
Zhou Zheng closed his eyes in pain, but opened them suddenly, locked on one of the warriors, activated his "blitz attack", and appeared in front of the opponent instantly. When the opponent was frightened and ready to react, Zhou Zheng had already launched a "blow attack"
"Faint" was knocked over, causing the opponent to faint and fall to the ground.
Before the warrior next to him could react, a "jump attack" directly forced Zhou Zheng to appear above the head of a warrior several meters away.
"Stop him."
Song Heng and Zhong Yijun shouted in unison.
The other warriors reacted one after another, holding weapons one by one, and surrounded Zhou Zheng.
Nearly two hundred people, such a huge encirclement, plus their strength, are like mosquitoes. If they want to fly out, they need their consent.
Zhou Zheng also smiled bitterly, "Damn it, didn't they risk their lives just now to kill each other? Why did they become the same enemy in an instant?" He just couldn't allow him to think too much and wanted to break out. If he didn't show some real skills, he would really do it.
It doesn't work anymore.
"Chasing the wind!"
The speed increase by 100 is extremely domineering.
Zhou Zheng's speed was already abnormal, but now it has doubled. Every time he takes a step, he drags out an afterimage.
Facing the weapons that were slashed at him one after another, his sharp edge was hesitating, but Zhou Zheng couldn't equip the lizard suit at this moment, otherwise he would really turn into a monster in this mysterious way. Of course, if there is really a threat to his life
, Zhou Zheng wouldn’t mind equipping himself with the lizard suit.
But...if they want to threaten their own lives, they need to use more of their abilities.
"Bah!"
With a roar, Zhou Zheng swung around like a wind, passing in front of a warrior, leaving behind only an afterimage of the warrior.
Zhou Zheng ran headlong into the front of the two warriors. They swung their swords and struck at them. When they thought they were about to succeed, they discovered that what they struck was just an afterimage, and the real body had already jumped several meters away. This speed, let
They were shocked and couldn't believe it.
Countless weapons greeted Zhou Zheng. Zhou Zheng concentrated his energy to the extreme. His intermediate macro dodge made Zhou Zheng sway in the forest of weapons, and his figure was blurred.
The skill effect of "Chasing the Wind" only lasts for 5 seconds. In Zhou Zheng's opinion, 5 seconds is enough for him to use it.
A spear swung over, glowing with green light.
Zhou Zheng suddenly stepped out with mysterious steps, pulled out his hand, and with the reverberation of the spear, he had moved more than one meter laterally, successfully avoiding several swords swept from the side. And in front of him, there was
Song Heng, the leader of the Tianhe Gang at the peak of his eighth stage.
Without a trace of hesitation, Zhou Zheng had already bumped into him.
"court death!"
Song Heng didn't care what Zhou Zheng's status was at this moment. He swung his sword and struck down on his head.
Zhou Zheng's body was blurred, and the sword cut him. Even Song Heng didn't know whether he had hit the opponent. He only felt a gust of wind passing in front of him, and then the protection of his neck was cut by the dagger. It was so fast that it turned out to be
After being cut open, a cold feeling made Song Heng's hair stand up.
"Without the neck armor..."
Song Heng was almost certain that there would be at least one scar on his neck.
After crushing Song Heng, Zhou Zheng ran a few steps, as fast as the wind.
I looked at the remaining time of chasing the wind, and there were still 2 seconds left.
Without hesitation, Zhou Zheng faced several warriors, dodged at a slight distance, squeezed through the gap between them, and appeared in front of Zhong Yijun in one step.
The war stick ripped through the air and came sideways. Zhou Zheng slipped directly. The figure seemed to fall, but he had already dodged. Before Zhong Yijun could withdraw the war stick, Zhou Zheng had already pressed his hand, and the man was already supported.
He stood up, kicked off the ground with his toes, and was launched several meters away.
A dagger.
"Qiang!"
His arms went numb, but Zhou Zheng no longer cared about so much. He stepped around and threw away the two warriors.
"1 second!"
Zhou Zheng, who dragged out an afterimage, faced a sharp sword and gave the opponent a dagger casually, not intending to kill the opponent, but as a warning. After all, with the armor, the dagger could not break them without the star power.
of armor.
"Bang!"
The warrior was startled. He almost thought the dagger was going to cut his neck.
The vision suddenly became empty, and there were no warriors to stop him.
"**, finally rushed out."
God knows how great the test was for Zhou Zheng in less than ten seconds just now. The strongest explosion of potential left Zhou Zheng's brain completely blank. He relied entirely on the body's instinctive reaction to drive the body to make subtle changes.
Distance dodge.
At this moment, the armored ox happened to rush in front of Zhou Zheng.
Turning over, Zhou Zheng rode on the back of the armored bull again and cursed: "Dead cow, get out of the way."
Fortunately, this time the armored bull finally reached a tacit understanding with Zhou Zheng. The bull's head moved, its hooves flew, and it directly threw away the warriors chasing after it, leaving them with the dust after galloping.
…
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Looking at the armored ox gradually disappearing, nearly two hundred warriors were in a daze, with horrified expressions on their faces and overwhelming emotions in their hearts. No matter what words they used, it was difficult to describe their current mood.
Nearly two hundred people, seventh- and eighth-level warriors, did not even stop a sixth-level warrior.
Especially Song Heng and Zhong Yijun, they were so shocked that they could not calm down.
"This...this is possible."
If someone had dared Song Heng to say that someone could break through the siege of nearly two hundred warriors and kill Song Heng, he would not have believed it. But now he believed it. The flashing dagger and the scratched armor made Song Heng
I believe that if Zhou Zheng really wanted to kill him, he would just need a few more daggers and there would be no way for him to survive.
Even Zhong Yijun seemed to be possessed by a demon.
Zhou Zheng's strength was completely beyond the scope of his cognition. That kind of mysterious and incredible pace, and his figure was blurred due to the violent shaking. This kind of movement may not be able to be used by eighth-level warriors, like Zhu Zhenghua, who is ninth-level.
, there is no way to compare with it.
"Monster!"
As if they had a telepathic connection, Song Heng and Zhong Yijun looked at each other and both smiled bitterly.
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