Yu Jianzhong's voice was full of disbelief, as if he had seen something unbelievable.
"No, how could it be a loser like you?"
The force that was just transmitted was absolutely astonishing. Even his fifth-level warrior weapon was knocked away. What Yu Jianzhong couldn't accept was that the arrow that missed him turned out to be an arrow. In the moment of rapid changes in the battle, it could hit.
The ability of the long sword in his hand is even more astonishing.
Even Yan Chuan, the fat on his face is shaking.
Zhou Hongqiang, who had escaped the fatal blow, also had a look of disbelief on his face when he saw that the person who appeared was his son Zhou Zheng, but then he laughed wildly, "As expected of me, Zhou Hongqiang's son, how could he
It’s trash, hahahaha!”
Zhou Zheng stood in the battle circle holding a bow, and slowly put the strong bow on his back. He lowered his hand to his thigh and pulled out the dagger.
There is no need to hold back at this time. The aura exuded by Zhou Zheng holding the dagger makes people feel like they are being targeted and in infinite danger, which makes people's hair stand on end.
Zhou Zheng flipped his hand, and a small bottle of blood replenishing agent appeared in his hand. He gently threw it towards Zhou Hongqiang, "Dad, drink it." Zhou Hongqiang took it, without doubting that it was there, unscrewed the cork and took out the red blood inside.
Drink the liquid.
The blood tonic is magical and its effectiveness is huge.
Soon, Zhou Hongqiang felt the heat coming from his whole body, and the severe pain was weakening. He keenly felt that his wounds were stopping bleeding, and his muscles were moving slightly and healing. This effect surprised Zhou Hongqiang.
But he knew now was not the time to ask such questions.
"Zheng'er, hold on to this fat guy while I deal with the other bastard."
At this moment, Zhou Hongqiang was so heroic.
Zhou Zheng looked at Yan Chuan's miserable appearance and nodded.
Zhou Hongqiang drew his sword with his hand, and he pressed towards Yu Jianzhong with a wild smile. His fighting style was originally very rough and focused on opening and closing.
As soon as Zhou Hongqiang gained momentum, Yan Chuan wanted to move, but Zhou Zheng took a step forward, blocked Yan Chuan at a speed not inferior to him, and said quietly: "Manager Yan, your opponent is here."
The fat on Yan Chuan's face was twisted. Although his face was pale, he still had enough strength to get rid of the waste in front of him.
"Zhou Zheng, I'm very curious. I think that in hiding my strength, no one in the entire siege is better than me. How do you hide your true strength? Hahaha, trainee warrior, very good, very good!" Yan Chuan bit
Gritting his teeth, he said, "But you can't stop me. Just in case, lest I go back to the besieged city to find you, I'll send you father and son on the road together here."
A smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Zheng's mouth, "Your son Yan Baixun said the same thing, but I chopped him into eight pieces and threw his body into the wild. How miserable!"
"You killed my son?"
Yan Chuan's voice screamed, and his eyes seemed to bulge out.
Zhou Zheng nodded: "Yes, An Xiangdong next to my father must be yours, he is also dead."
Seeing Zhou Zheng mention this, Yan Chuan, who had been feeling lucky just now, suddenly became blinded. Being able to know that An Xiangdong was a traitor proved Zhou Zheng's words that his son was killed.
"Ah...ah..."
Stimulated, Yan Chuan suddenly became arrogant and pointed his sword at Zhou Zheng: "Captain He, kill him."
He Yanqing and the others, who had been watching eagerly from the side, did not hesitate. Suddenly, more than a dozen guns were pointed at Zhou Zheng, and fierce gunshots rang out. They knew that if they did not kill Zhou Hongqiang and his son, there would be only death waiting for them, and they had no way out.
Zhou Zheng's figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, the dagger disappeared, and a strong bow appeared in his hand.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
…
A series of flying bamboo arrows came out of the string. With the rapid movement, Zhou Zheng didn't need to aim at all.
The falling bamboo arrows turned into meteors, setting off a dance of death in the blink of an eye. The speed of these falling bamboo arrows was too fast under the force.
"ah!"
Screams rang out continuously. The first and second-level warriors around He Yanqing, their reflexes were several times better than ordinary people, but they still had no way to dodge these sharp arrows. They were hit by these sharp arrows and were driven by powerful force.
, these meteorite bamboo arrows were almost completely engulfed in their bodies, and they fell down one after another.
Bullets were flying, but Zhou Zheng was running wildly, and the thief's super agility meant that the bullets could only follow behind him.
When Zhou Zheng suddenly stood still, no one was standing around him except He Yanqing.
He Yanqing's face turned livid, "Are you a fifth-level warrior?"
The voice was full of disbelief. Only those who were in the fifth level of martial arts could not be afraid of bullets due to their speed. What Zhou Zheng showed just now was one of the most basic standards for a fifth-level warrior.
.At this moment, He Yanqing felt a trace of regret, and he hated why he chose to betray.
But in this world, there will never be any regret medicine.
"I am going to kill you!"
A shrill voice rang out, and Yan Chuan was like a madman. His long sword danced out into a blue light, and countless sword energy tore through the air. He came out of the sword and struck towards Zhou Zheng. Yan Chuan just wanted to kill Zhou Zheng and consume more stars.
There is no need to spare any effort.
Zhou Zheng knew that in terms of defense and HP, he was still not up to the fifth-level warrior standard. Only his attack was barely enough, but his agility was higher than the fifth-level warrior standard.
This is enough.
His father just wanted to hold Yan Chuan off by himself, and Zhou Zheng believed that he was fully capable of doing the job.
Facing the turbulent sword energy, this is the standard for a warrior, using star power. Warriors at the same stage have different fighting spirits, which involves a new situation in the new world.
A kind of weapon manufacturing technology, star power transmission technology.
A good weapon, the stronger its conductivity, the more expensive it is, but it is rare.
Although the long knife that He Yanqing threw to Yan Chuan had weak transmission power, when used by Yan Chuan, a fifth-level martial artist, its power was equally astonishing.
Speed burst out, Zhou Zheng walked around Yan Chuan with the mysterious steps of a thief.
He Yanqing did not need Yan Chuan's order. He also found a machete in the hands of his dead men and jumped into the battle. As long as Zhou Zheng was killed, Zhou Hongqiang would definitely become insane and there would be no more threats.
Zhou Hongqiang and Yu Jianzhong next to them also decided the winner at this moment.
The two collided, both staring at each other.
"You are so cruel!"
Yu Jianzhong's eyes were bloodshot and his face was twisted as he stared at Zhou Hongqiang.
"Follow me all the way. You should have known what kind of person I am. If I wasn't ruthless, how could I have built such a siege? A man must first be ruthless to himself, and then he can be ruthless to his enemies." Zhou Hongqiang had the same expression on his face.
Twisted, Yu Jianzhong's long knife penetrated his thigh, and blood spurted out.
A trace of blood seeped out from Yu Jianzhong's mouth, more and more.
Zhou Hongqiang's long and narrow sword was inserted into Yu Jianzhong's abdomen, and the tip of the sword came out from his back, exposed in the air with blood.
"What I sacrificed is just a broken leg, but what you sacrifice is your life."
The sword was violently stirred, and Yu Jianzhong's mouth opened wide, his throat moved, blood came out in streams, his eyes widened, his head dropped suddenly, and he leaned on Zhou Hongqiang's shoulder.