Chapter Seventy-Five: Scuffle

Especially Mu Zhiqing, who is a girl, looked at the situation in front of her and almost couldn't help but vomit, although she was trained.

However, the robots in the training room do not bleed or feel pain, unlike the current ones, they are all living people!

Whether it is a sharp blade inserted into the body, or someone forcefully pulls it out, it will bring out bright red blood, and the screams made by these people when they are injured are constantly stimulating their nerves!

Suddenly, some people were kicked upside down and flew out, and they just fell in front of Mu Zhiqing.

After quickly getting up from the ground, he looked at her and was stunned for a moment, and then pounced with a weapon.

However, as soon as this person took two or three steps, his body stopped, and Ze Ming's long sword pierced through his body, and blood continued to fall down the sword body.

Pulling back his sword vigorously, holding it on his chest with his backhand, looking at the people around him with a vigilant face, Ze Ming said coldly: "Now is not the time to be merciful, if we don't kill them, we will be killed by them!"

Before Mu Zhiqing fully agreed, Ze Ming's words, the cruel facts, had already proved this sentence!

Similar to Zhuo Fei, the team that is ready to reap the benefits is targeted by the people who are fighting, and they are all ready to deal with them first!

Zhuo Fei lifted Nong Yu hard, blocked the attack of the strong man falling from the sky in front of his chest, and kicked this person in the chest hard, and the person who kicked flew out upside down, spitting blood.

The short sword was close to Ze Ming's left hand, and it kept spinning, flicking away all the hidden weapons that flew towards him, causing bursts of sparks.

Mu Miao puffed up the muscles on his body, and with his own flesh, he endured it stiffly, and the big knife swung by the two strong men.

Then, grabbing the handle of a big knife with both hands, he pulled back vigorously, pulling the two people into his own front, and violently swung his fist, and the violent force penetrated the bodies of these two people, directly leaving two holes the size of the bowl!

The last Mu Zhiqing, after the figure flickered a few times, the sword in his hand was stuck in a person's throat, and he frowned and tugged at it, and the blood immediately gushed out!

However, at this moment, Zhuo Fei suddenly turned around quickly, Nong Yu was placed horizontally on his chest, and he was still holding the back of the knife with the palm of his left hand, and holding the handle of the knife in his right hand!

"When"!

A round of axes was cut down, and a burly man, with a dark red glow all over his body, his eyes covered with red strips of cloth, held the axe in his left hand, and picked it up from the bottom up.

Zhuo Fei's eyes slanted, his hands shook hard, and at the same time, his feet jumped up hard, his body kept spinning in circles in mid-air, and the axe picked up by the strong man just happened to be close to his body, drawing a dark red light!

The left hand hit the person's shoulder hard, Zhuo Fei took advantage of the power of the shock, retreated several meters, at this time, the axe just fell, and he caught it steadily, crossed his hands for a point, and exuded an amazing momentum!

After Zhuo Fei landed on the ground, he waved the sword in his hand vigorously, which stabilized his slightly trembling right hand.

Staring at the strong man tightly, Zhuo Fei secretly said in his heart: "What a lot of strength?"

"Hah!" the strong man roared, took heavy steps, left one footprint after another on the ground, and pounced towards Zhuo Fei like a wild bull, throwing the axe in his hand vigorously.

Zhuo Fei's face was heavy, he took a deep breath, and stretched out his right hand straight, when Nong Yu's blade touched the axe.

After picking up slightly, Zhuo Fei's toes hit the ground, and his whole body twisted, the axe was on the body of the knife, constantly rotating, but the direction of attack had changed, and after a few turns, he swung hard.

The axe that flew back was faster than the strong man just threw it!

The strong man who was running grabbed the handle of the axe, but the pace of progress stopped, and the whole person turned in place several times.

The strong man glanced down, his right hand, which was already trembling slightly, frowned together, and said secretly in his heart: "What a big dark energy!"

To be honest, he really didn't expect that Zhuo Fei looked weak and weak, and the moves he used actually contained such strong strength.

Moreover, unlike all his own routes, he walked pure strength, no matter what opponent he met, he relied on his own brute strength.

However, Zhuo Fei was different, the axe that he had just thrown back contained a powerful dark energy, and the moment the strong man grabbed the handle of the axe, it entered his body and spread out in his right hand.

However, how did he know that the moves used by Zhuo Fei were exactly the best way for Taoists to "overcome rigidity with softness"!

Moreover, Zhuo Fei has been infected in this area for many years, and now he has been able to do it to the point of breaking gold inch by inch!

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a man in a white ancient costume, holding a sword in his hand, descended into the sky and attacked Zhuo Fei!

The strong man with the double axe, at this time, Ze saw the season, and pounced towards Zhuo Fei again, swung out his right hand vigorously, throwing out an axe, and the axe in his left hand was instantly handed over to his right hand.

Suddenly, a golden light lit up, and he instantly came to Zhuo Fei's side from a distance.

It was Mu Miao, in fact, when Zhuo Fei was attacked just now, the other three were ready to rush over as soon as possible, but they were all blocked by different people.

Especially Mu Zhiqing, as a girl, he was actually attacked the most among the three!

At that time, Ze Ming and Mu Miao were solving the enemies in front of each other, and they leaned towards Zhuo Fei's side!

After they saw Mu Zhiqing's situation, Ze Ming retreated, and Mu Miao continued to lean over.

Fortunately, it wasn't too late, and Zhuo Fei didn't suffer much damage!

I saw Mu Miao grab the sharp sword that fell from the sky, and threw this person at the strong man who was rushing towards this side like throwing a javelin.

Seeing such a scene, the strong man immediately stepped into the ground with a fierce kick, dissolving the inertia of his own buffer. The white man used his body as a pedal, stepped on the strong man's shoulder several times in a row, and when he landed, he held the sword diagonally to the side, drawing out a sword qi, leaving a deep ravine on the ground.

You can imagine what the situation would be if this sword stabbed on Zhuo Fei's body!

Mu Miao immediately stood in front of Zhuo Fei with a heavy waist, his eyes staring at the strong man tightly.

I don't know why, on this person's body, Mu Miao felt a familiar breath!

At this moment, the earth suddenly trembled, and the original breeze turned into a monstrous hurricane, blowing up the yellow sand in the sky.

However, Zhuo Fei and the others didn't care about these at this time, the man in white moved his wrist, held the sword in his backhand, and his figure moved, leaving several afterimages on the way.

However, at the same time, Zhuo Fei also moved, waved the nong feather in his hand, and his body suddenly became illusory!

Up and down, he flickered left and right towards the man in white.

The cold light flashed, the swords intersected, and after the sparks that were aroused, the man and Zhuo Fei's right foot stepped heavily on the ground at the same time.

Two streams of air burst out from the two of them, colliding violently.

In an instant, the two of them retreated like lightning, and the man in white bent his legs slightly, and the sword in his hand danced quickly around his waist.

A few sounds, dozens of shapes, exactly the same as the cold sword in his hand, appeared beside him, and after he let out a "go" sound, the sword qi flew towards Zhuo Fei at the same time.

With a movement of his wrist, Nong Yu was heavily inserted into the ground, Zhuo Fei's right foot took a step, and once again held the handle of the knife with his left hand, and took a few steps forward, exuding black and white on his body, and pulled out Nong Yu vigorously.

A sharp sword qi, as if it was about to split the heavens and the earth, collided with dozens of sword qi in the middle of the two, and exploded in an instant!

The man in white suddenly jumped into the air, and the sword in his hand had already come to the top of his head, stretching his hands as far as he could, and slowly closing them together.

A white-gold giant sword appeared behind him in an instant, followed by the man's hand, and slowly slashed down.

At this time, Zhuo Fei's face was completely gloomy, his eyes were slightly narrowed staring at the giant sword, and the light emitted from his body became even more intense!

Suddenly, Zhuo Fei knelt on one knee, clenched his left hand into a fist, and hit the ground hard.

In the next moment, several black and white pillars of light rose into the sky, colliding with the giant sword.

Compared to them, the battle between Mu Miao and the strong man was quite simple!

It's completely tight hand-to-hand combat, two muscular men, just like two gorillas fighting together!

After the fists hit each other hard, both of them were shocked by the other's power and flew out, and their legs were on the ground, leaving two furrows!

At this time, Zhuo Fei got up and jumped to Mu Miao's side.

The giant sword conjured up by the man in white in the sky had disappeared, and even he himself was surrounded by Zhuo Fei's pillar of light.

"After a long battle, go find Zeming and Mu Zhiqing first!" Zhuo Fei said this because he felt that the energy between heaven and earth became restless.

Moreover, the hurricane is getting stronger and stronger, and it has just blown up sand and dust, and now even some slightly smaller stones have been blown up, which can really be described as flying sand and rocks!

"Where to go!" the strong man shouted, of course he saw what Zhuo Fei meant.

Mu Miao let out a cold snort, kicked a big stone on the ground with a strong kick, and then grabbed Zhuo Fei's shoulder, and opened the distance in a few flashes.

When they landed, the long sword dancing in Ze Ming's hand just stopped, and several people standing beside him fell to the ground one after another!