Lan Yue took Zhang Cheng away and found a random direction to get into a room.
"How are you?" Lan Yue put down Zhang Cheng and asked.
"It's okay, I can't die." Zhang Cheng's limbs were weak and his vitality was depleted. "I really didn't expect that guy Yan Zhengjie to practice such weird kung fu. This is the first time I've seen the absorption of kung fu. But having said that, Lan Yue, you also
It’s really powerful. One person killed seven top masters of the Dark Church with just a few breaths. If this was spread, it would cause an uproar."
"It's all thanks to the Green Dragon Sword. This weapon is very suitable for me. My shortcomings are my lack of lethality and defensive power. The ability of the Green Dragon Sword can just make up for my lethality and defensive power. No wonder Sweet
At first, I said that I can only use my talent when I find the right weapon." Now, Lan Yue understands what Sweet said at the time, "It's just that using the Qinglong Sword consumes a lot of internal energy. I kill many people in one breath, but it also consumes internal energy.
Too much, I have to take you away."
Lan Yue gasped repeatedly.
"I see that not only are your internal strength excessive, but your physical strength is also excessive." Zhang Cheng looked at her and said.
"That's for sure. Those seven people are not as easy to kill as you think. Every time, I tried my best to do it. In the past, it was impossible to do it." Lan Yue said,
But he was suddenly stunned for a moment, "What is this?"
She took her hand away, and there were two corpses next to them. It looked like they had just died. They were shot and died. Blood flowed all over the floor. Lan Yue's hand touched the blood.
"Great, it's blood." Zhang Cheng's eyes were bright.
"What are you excited about?"
"Buy me some time." Zhang Cheng couldn't help but said, almost crawling over, activating the field and sucking blood.
A scene that made Lan Yue feel chills in his scalp appeared. Zhang Cheng was seen frantically sucking blood, and the two corpses quickly shriveled up.
Vampire?
In comparison, the scene just now where Yan Zhengjie absorbed Zhang Cheng's skills was much friendlier.
"Cohen, you are at the end of your rope. You can't even walk. Come out and surrender. You can't escape."
Yan Zhengjie's voice came from outside.
Lan Yue concentrated and held her breath, disappeared into the invisible state, came to the door behind the wall, and raised the Qinglong Sword.
Bang!
Not far away, the wall suddenly shattered, and a figure rushed in from the outside. Lan Yue screamed secretly, and immediately turned around to save him. However, three ghost-like figures appeared around Lan Yue almost at the same time, surrounding each other, and together they
pincer attack.
Lan Yue wanted to kill them instantly and go to save them. But with the previous example, they already understood that Lan Yue was a powerful killer, so they did not fight with him, but chose to wander around to delay time.
And that figure rushed towards Zhang Cheng like lightning. That figure was none other than Yan Zhengjie.
"No one will help you this time. Cohen, let me see how you escape this time?" Yan Zhengjie sneered and shouted sternly.
Zhang Cheng was lying on the ground, dying. A lot of his energy was sucked away by Yan Zhengjie. As Yan Zhengjie said, he didn't even have the strength to walk.
Yan Zhengjie's knife swung at Zhang Cheng's neck again, slashing his head. This time, no one interfered.
"No!"
Lan Yue's eyes turned red, and she took one regardless of their attacks. Her body was injured, but she instantly killed one person with the Green Dragon Sword, seriously injuring another person, and the remaining one turned around and ran away in despair.
However, even so, it was already too late.
"die!"
The knife in Yan Zhengjie's hand had already hit Zhang Cheng's neck. The blade separated the skin and blood flowed out.
Zhang Cheng was not afraid, but smiled and said: "This time, I won't run into you. Yan Zhengjie!"
Zhang Cheng raised a finger and gathered his strength into one point. Then, with a flick of his finger, invisible power burst out from his finger.
Elephant strike!
At this point in his martial arts cultivation, he has mastered the Elephant Strike beyond the level of proficiency. He can perform the Elephant Strike casually.
A strike from the air!
Just when Yan Zhengjie was about to cut off Zhang Cheng's head with his knife, this blow hit the former's abdomen.
The power was condensed into a point, which, like a knife, penetrated Yan Zhengjie's abdomen and came out from behind.
At the same time, Yan Zhengjie was knocked upside down and fell hard to the ground.
"How is that possible? Cohen, you obviously have no power to fight back."
Yan Zhengjie's eyes widened and he watched in disbelief as Zhang Cheng stood up from the ground. His weak breath had recovered a lot, and his pale face became rosy.
"Didn't you just say that most of the people who have looked down on you over the years are dead? Haha, I'll tell you this again. Most of the people who have looked down on me over the years are also dead." Zhang Cheng said with a smile.
"As expected of Cohen, this is something I have never thought of. The title of China's number one genius is indeed not for nothing. You are indeed very strong! No wonder you can intervene in the battle of the Conferred God Supreme." After saying this, Yan Zhengjie became powerful again.
Attacking, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and ran away like lightning.
"Don't chase him, this person is very dangerous." Zhang Cheng stopped Lan Yue from chasing him.
"How are you?"
Lan Yue then gave up, put down the Qinglong Sword, and turned to ask.
"Now that I have recovered a little, I can manage to strike a blow at a critical moment. But now I am still strong on the outside but weak on the inside. If Yan Zhengjie does it again, I will really be dead." Zhang Cheng coughed twice and replied.
"Boss, how are you?" Outside, Owen and the others suddenly rushed in.
At the same time, the sound of fierce fighting came from outside.
"I'm fine." Zhang Cheng replied, and then asked: "What's going on outside?"
"Suddenly many people appeared in the church, and we started fighting with them. By the way, Yan Zhengjie and the others also started fighting with the church."
Owen said.
Zhang Cheng went out and took a look, and sure enough, the two sides were fighting fiercely. Not only were they fighting with the Church, but also the Beasts, Thunder Stormtroopers, Dark Church and other unknown forces were also fighting with each other.
Four words, chaos!
"Tell them to stop fighting and leave. Retreat immediately, right here." Zhang Cheng ordered.
Fortunately, they only brought elites with them this time. There were not many of them, so it was easy to retreat.
Soon, they broke away from the battle circle and ran towards the northwest.
"It seems that you are really dying, Cohen. You don't even dare to stay any longer, so you run away in embarrassment. Damn it, I was deceived by you just now." Witnessing this scene, Yan Zhengjie gritted his teeth. Now, where is he?
I still don’t understand that Zhang Cheng was bluffing just now.
"There's nothing wrong with that. Just let him run away. A guy who doesn't have the courage to fear death can't win the final victory," said a person from the Dark Church.
"Yeah, don't worry about that guy. Our mission is to get that thing."
Someone else spoke.
"Cohen, right? He dared to kill so many of us. Remember this grudge and let him live for a few more days. If he dares to offend our dark church, no one in the world can save him."