Chapter 105: A Fight to the Death

Just as Zheng Zha lost his balance and was about to fall in a pool of blood, he was held by a person next to him.

The body of the person holding him shrouded in combat clothes looked slender and graceful, she held Zheng Zha with one hand, put down the gun in her hand with the other, and pushed the helmet back, her hair flying, and she completely exposed her face to the air full of corrosive blood energy.

"Zhan Lan, are you crazy, put on your helmet and leave me alone!" Zheng Zha was stunned and immediately yelled.

But the bespectacled girl smiled softly: "Don't forget, I can use healing!"

Then, she closed her eyes and began to chant the incantation, which resonated with the magical elements in the outside world, and the magic fluctuations in the void were already fully running.

She had to take the risk of removing the helmet that could block all kinds of cosmic rays and even other energies in order to most effectively resonate with the magical elements in the air and maximize the effects of magic.

Seeing that the two stopped, Wang Zongchao also stopped his advancing figure, put the spear down, and with a flick of his hand on his waist, a black and red rope suddenly rose from his waist, with an extremely violent wind, like a dragon leaving the water, sweeping in all directions.

The black rope rubbed violently against the air, and it actually ignited a red flame like a meteoric flame, swept around, and suddenly swept out a large flame channel, like a fan opened, and the black rope broke through the air and roared like a dead person in rural China, and hundreds of suona blew a terrible ghost song.

This sweep actually swept out all the dead within a radius of seven or eight meters like a wind sweeping leaves, and although several deceased with heavy armor and burly bodies were still able to stand in place, they also left deep visible whip marks on their bodies. Stood still for a moment. and turned into blood.

Wang Zongchao has never used the black rope, so the blood on the ground Van Helsing has not been exhausted.

However, such as Si is domineering, such as a mighty sweep, but it is also extremely energy-consuming, long whip weapons are always not suitable for battlefield tearing weapons, if Wang Zongchao used black rope at the beginning. Can't get here at all.

It was also after he had temporarily cleared the surrounding land of the dead. Zhan Lan had finished chanting the incantation. I opened my eyes. There was a blank look in her eyes. Seems to have lost focus. But it seemed to be reflected in her eyes.

She spread her hands out. Soft and holy white light. It's as smooth as the waves of water. Light gauze is as ethereal. Five strands are split in the air. It is embedded in the bodies of Wang Zongchao, Zheng Zha, Mu Gang, and Princess Anna. There was another strand that went out. It flowed to the nearby corpses that had just fallen and had not yet turned into blood. There's a haunting female assassin there. Even on a bloody battlefield where the enemy is in the dust. Still able to make yourself disappear from the sight of both sides of the world a lot of times. Use the dagger in your hand to send one dead person after another back to hell.

Under the warmly energy fluctuation wash. They feel like every cell in their body is taking a sauna. Exhausted, the body regained its vigor and vitality. The mental condition on the verge of collapse is also as if he has been injected with stimulants. The bruises all over the body began to heal. Some of the more superficial wounds even disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zheng Zha felt that he was already numb and did not look like he had the ground, and his right leg regained consciousness. It's a pity that the leg is still slightly twisted. It seems that even this kind of healing technique could not completely restore the shattered bones in the blink of an eye.

Zhan Lan smiled apologetically. Then turn around. Muster the last bit of strength. Barely moving. Move towards the legions of the dead that have begun to surround again.

Zheng Zha is a spirit. Regardless of his leg injury, he has not yet recovered. jumped hard and grabbed Zhan Lan. He said sharply, "What do you want to do?"

“…… I've ...... I can't fight anymore,...... It should be my turn to go......" Zhan Landi's words were already too weak to hear, if it weren't for Zheng Zha's keen hearing beyond ordinary people, he really couldn't hear it.

"No!" Zheng Zha's heart was sad and indignant, seeing that Zhan Lan was still struggling to walk away, she had to hit her on the back of the head, the girl's weak body collapsed in his arms, and she was unconscious, and it was impossible for her to let her combat uniform explode by itself.

Zheng Zha hugged Zhan Lan tightly, his heart was empty and dazed, his legs were useless, although his physical fatigue and injuries had recovered a lot under Zhan Lan's healing technique, but the treatment technique could not replenish the depleted internal blood energy, and the remaining blood energy was no longer enough for him to launch the blood control technique to let the solidified blood replace the shattered bones.

I can't go on anymore, so what's the point of stopping Zhan Lan from committing suicide, is it possible that the two of them are standing together, waiting for the dead to surround them, and die as horribly as Princess Anna said?

Seeing him standing still, Wang Zongchao sighed, shook the black rope in his hand, rolled Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan by the waist, tied the two together, and then raised them upward.

"Settle Zhan Lan for me first, and then come over!" With Wang Zongchao's strength, the black rope was like a dragon churning, throwing Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan straight into the sky, and then loosening the black rope in the air, causing the two of them to fall towards a corner in the legion of the dead more than twenty meters away.

"Are you going to die......" Zheng Zhe didn't have any other thoughts in his heart, he was undoubtedly destined to die if he fell into the dense crowd of the dead like this.

"Die and die, save yourself from burdening others......" He laughed at himself and was helpless, but suddenly he saw a strange appearance of the deceased below, and immediately like a starving person meeting food, and a drowning person caught a life-saving wood, all his energy cheered up in an instant, and he turned over in the air, and then switched positions with Zhan Lan, hugged Zhan Lan tightly, let Zhan Lan's body be on top, and he fell down with his back down.

With a "bang", he fell to the ground solidly, and the weight of the two people was superimposed on his body, and even with his body, he felt five internal churns and dizzy.

However, he was not greeted by the swords, guns, swords and halberds of the dead, and less than a meter beside him, the half-wolf Van Helsing was still lying motionless on the ground, although the blood was flowing all over the ground, but there was still a faint breath.

There were no dead within a radius of six or seven meters around him, after all, Van Helsing's blood still restrained them.

But even so. Van Helsing couldn't break through such a large army of the dead to reach Dracula with this blood. The difference in the amount of the two is too great, and the reason why he has been able to live to this day is because he can't act and can't threaten the legion of the dead, and the source blood that killed him is still there, so Dracula doesn't want to pay the price to kill him!

"It's close, it's time to decide the winner!" After sending Zheng Zha and Zhan Lan away, Wang Zongchao swept out three whips like lightning with a black rope. The black light swept out like a mountain, and before the blood of Van Helsing on the black rope was exhausted, a blank area with a radius of more than ten meters was swept away, and the other dead were temporarily distanced for a while.

Then he put his hand in his arms, took out a small bottle, and poured it into his mouth. A rippling almost dazzling golden glow, a liquid that was so thick that it didn't look like water had poured into his mouth.

It was extremely pure holy water, and by absorbing and fusing its earthly holy power into the icy internal force, the two forces in his body were balanced again.

Ice and fire, two true qi, each fused with a large amount of holy power and blood energy. In Wang Zongchao's body, it is like a galloping horse. The surging tide made Wang Zongchao's dantian swell and crack at the same time. It also temporarily replenished his depleted strength, pushing his internal strength to a new peak state.

After the body was restored to its best state due to Zhan Landi's white magic. The internal force also rushed to subvert, and at this time, Wang Zong's super-ground combat power had temporarily reached the strongest state that had never been seen before.

Then he retracted the black cord. Clenched the sharpshooter "Lonely" with both hands, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Mu Gang, Anna, with your greatest strength, send me there, and you must send me with the consciousness of giving your life!"

The two nodded, Wang Zongchao had already bounced up, his body was in the air, and his left and right feet were mercilessly kicked down towards Mu Gang and Anna behind him!

With this kick, Mu Gang and Anna both felt the pressure of the mountain enveloping them, almost suffocating, Wang Zongchao's kick was so powerful and powerful that they both had a feeling that they couldn't bear it.

But they didn't retreat, Princess Anna gathered all the fighting energy of her body to her left palm, and her left palm flashing with white light met Wang Zongchao's kick, and at the same time, Mu Gang stood on the pile, and with his newly cultivated warrior monk physique, he met Wang Zongchao's feet with his fists.

There was a thunderous sound that made the listener's heart sink to the extreme, and then a wave of qi suddenly exploded in all directions centered on the three of them, pushing the dead who had just surrounded them several steps back to the periphery.

Anna felt that her left palm was numb and unconscious for a moment, and the person flew straight backwards like a cloud, knocking seven or eight dead people into the air in a row before stopping and retreating, and after falling, she struggled to carry the fighting spirit that was almost scattered by this kick again, and the scimitar in her right hand swung a full moon-like arc, cutting off the heads of several dead people around her.

After temporarily relieving herself, Anna came back to her senses and looked in the direction she had just flown from, but was surprised to see that nearly twenty meters away, Mu Gang, who had also endured such a powerful kick, was still standing with his back to him!

Mu Gang's feet were deeply sunk into the rocky ground, up to his ankles, and he was no longer able to pull his feet out.

"I'm so stupid, Brother Wang has taught me so many times the unloading technique, but I haven't been able to learn it well. Mu Gang smiled bitterly and shook his head, blood kept oozing out of his mouth and nose, and he couldn't stop it.

He knew that due to too much force and too strong force, his heart had been broken and broken!

"If I commit suicide, I shouldn't have deducted Wang SIR's points......" With this thought, when the dead rushed up and drowned him, he detonated the self-detonation button of his combat uniform.

An incomparably brilliant spark bloomed in the Blood Legion......

Relying on the superposition of the strength of the three people, Wang Zongchao obtained a sprint speed beyond the limit in an instant, and his body pulled out a long wave of air in the air, bursting out with a sharp and sharp roar like a train flute, and circle after circle of visible air waves spread outward with the trajectory of his jet as the center, which is a phenomenon that can only be caused by supersonic fighters sprinting in the sky and tearing the air.

Everywhere he passed, all the dead below were overturned and blown down by this wave of air in the blink of an eye, and when he was invincible, there was nothing that could stop his existence.

Like a meteor across the sky, along the trajectory of his sweeping, the dense army of the dead was forced out of a passage, as if a thrilling word was written by the gods.

There was a huge bang, accompanied by a huge tide of blood-red energy sandwiched with flames and ice pouring out like a monstrous wave, and a large number of dead people were thrown outward like dead leaves in the wind, and Wang Zongchao's indomitable figure finally stopped, as if hitting the hardest rock.

In the bloody rain and wind, Wang Zongchao stretched out his gun and confronted the tall blood-red figure in front of him.

Dracula still had a cloud of blood with the eyes of countless dead people on his body, and he was protected by amoeba-like blood, making his figure look hazy and terrifying.

He seems to have used some kind of secret technique to separate the bodies of all the devoured unfortunate people from their eyes, and the bodies become members of the puppet legion of the dead, but the eyes form a fierce blood dog that is unstable.

"It broke through the array of thousands of lives and reached me...... Humans, it's really amazing!" Dracula's eyes at this time no longer had the same banter and toying as before, and some were just vigilant and cautious in the face of a strong enemy who was evenly matched...... And respect!

And not far away, Akado, who was in the six-pointed star barrier, also looked at the man who was confronting his father with incredulous complicated eyes.

Wang Zongchao didn't answer, and after a little recuperation, he immediately stabbed forward with his gun, which was still an incomparably ordinary shot, but as soon as this gun came out, the strange sound like thunderbolt in the surrounding air was another masterpiece, sweeping through the four fields and filling the world!

In the face of this shot, Dracula didn't dare to take it hard, and his body retreated sharply, but Wang Zongchao's gun momentum was only faster, although the tip of the gun was still more than a meter away from Dracula, but the killing intent and momentum were condensed, and countless blood holes had suddenly burst out on Dracula's body!

"Baskerville!" Dracula roared, and suddenly, he splashed the blood outside his body and the blood around his body, condensing an unprecedented huge blood dog, with a body as dense as the eyes of the dead, in the earth-shattering roar, the blood basin mouth has been swallowed towards Wang Zongchao with the momentum of devouring the sky and the earth.

What was in front of him was the surging wind, the surging airflow, and the surging bloody and ferocious aura, but Wang Zongchao ignored all the qiē, did not retreat or dodge, and still stabbed out at the dog's head.

Sneering and screaming, as fast as a shower, as fierce as thunder, facing the blood dog of this shot, the eyes of the dead that were densely packed all over the body suddenly exploded as if they had been shot by countless invisible sharp arrows, and a large number of body tissues of the dog's head were scattered.

A large amount of splashed blood made the terror contained in Wang Zongchao's ordinary shot also revealed, the blood outlined the true trajectory of Wang Zongchao's shot, and the air crisscrossed the air, and the impermeable red line proved that Wang Zongchao had pierced an astonishing number of guns that were difficult to see with the naked eye in an instant!

Just seven days ago, Wang Zongchao was almost helpless in the face of the same huge dog head, but at this time, the dog head collapsed in one face, which shows that Wang Zongchao's strength has transformed to an unimaginable new realm.

The dog's head collapsed, and in the blood splashed all over the sky, Wang Zong stepped forward in a huge stride, and the spear stabbed out like lightning!