Chapter Fifty-Four: Their Respective Battlefields

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"Yang Yun!"

Listening to the cold prompt voice of the main god, Zheng Zha's eyes instantly turned blood-red.

Although reason told him that Yang Yun was dead, what he should do now was to take Zhang Heng and Zhao Yingkong beside him and turn around and run away to avoid more sacrifices. And the big explosion that Yang Yun made before he died also left them plenty of time to escape, but ......

But Yang Yun is dead! Yang Yun, who has always been mysterious and secretive, has always given advice to the Central Continent team, and has been with him since the Resident Evil era...... He's really dead!

Seeing his partner die in front of him, this scene made Zheng Zhe's reason collapse instantly. The killing intent in his heart could no longer be held back, and he broke through the shackles of reason in an instant.

"Whew!"

Zheng Zha roared wildly, the muscles on his back surged violently, and suddenly a pair of black bat meat wings grew, although these pair of meat wings looked small, but they also grew on his back. Then he stepped out and rushed into the smoke of the explosion......

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"Abominable ......"

The clone Zheng Zhe's body was burning with monstrous black flames, gritting his teeth and slowly spitting out two words, and a blood line slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth. Although the place where the Celestial Crystal Sword exploded was a certain distance away from him, it still caused him a little injury before he had time to defend against the flames.

But these were just small things, because he had already felt a familiar aura full of murderous intent and tyranny......

"My body, this is the first time we've met, I'm really happy, I'm so happy that ......"

"I want to kill you!"

After that, the black flame beside the clone Zheng Zhe became a little darker, and he flapped the demon wings behind him and rushed straight in the direction of the tyrannical aura.

The next moment, there was another sky-high explosion......

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"Zhao Fukong, you come out for me! I know you're here!"

Zhao Yingkong didn't care about Zheng Zha's battle at all, and after arriving at this battlefield, she howled like a wounded she-wolf. In that voice, there was a piercing killing intent.

"Hehe, it's still such a sensitive skill, like a kitten, my cute ** child-faced little cousin. ”

In the next second, suddenly a voice came from the smoke and struck Zhao Yingkong head-on. And the moment she heard this voice, Zhao Yingkong had already pulled out the dagger of flames behind her, although her expression did not change in the slightest, but those who were familiar with her could feel that she was in a rage at the moment.

Zhao Yingkong only felt that her eyes were flowering, and Zhao Yukong appeared in front of her. However, Zhao Fukong's condition is really not very good, not only does his face look like a thirty or forty-year-old uncle, but he also has blood stains on his body, the only thing that remains unchanged is the faint smile on his face.

"Zhao!Empty!"

Zhao Yingkong roared word by word, she rushed at Zhao Yukong as she roared, and the dagger with flames in her hand stabbed him even more fiercely in the heart. Zhao Yingkong, who was so furious, was something that the members of the Zhongzhou team had never seen before. The anger in her eyes seemed to burn her completely clean, and the blow was almost like no return.

Zhao Shukong shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and let the dagger stab into his heart without moving. But Zhao Yingkong didn't feel the feeling of the dagger piercing into the entity at all, and her whole person actually passed through Zhao Fukong's body, looking as if she had pounced in front of a phantom, and Zhao Fukong still turned around innocently.

"Little cousin, your actions are still so good, simple and direct assassination, a natural assassin who is almost immaculate, of course, if you keep a normal heart, I think even I need a lot of energy to defeat you, are you angry?

Zhao Ying didn't look back, she rushed directly to a wall, kicked hard with her feet on the wall, and the whole person was Zhao Fukong again, but again, her pounce passed through the middle of Zhao Fukong's body.

Only then did Zhao Yingkong ask coldly, "Why do you want to do this...... Why are you doing this?"

Zhao Fukong scratched his head helplessly and said: "I have done too many things, I don't know what my little cousin is talking about, can you remind me?"

After speaking, he still maintained that very pure smile on his face, but this smile contained an extremely cold smile, and he didn't feel the warmth that a smile should have.

Zhao Yingkong took a deep breath and said, "Why did you kill Brother Yukong? You and Brother Yukong are the people I respect the most, why did you kill him, and Sister Mingkong, Sister Nikong, why did you kill them!"

Zhao Fukong scratched his head helplessly and said, "Oh, how can I answer this question? Hehe, I thought you would ask me why I fled the Assassin World, but you asked such a boring question about why I killed them...... I want to try my own strength. ”

"If I can't even do anything to them, then why should I leave the Assassin family......?"

Zhao Yingkong took a deep breath, and she only felt a rush of hot blood rush to her chest. Before she could come back to her senses, this hot blood had already spurted out of her mouth, and then, she held the dagger in her hand and rushed towards Zhao Fukong......

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Zhang Heng was just stunned, and his two teammates took care of their opponents. This made Zhang Heng can't help but clench the Windranger Bow in his hand, because only when he holds the bow will he feel at ease......

"Zhang Heng......" Suddenly, a voice full of hatred came from above Zhang Heng's head.

And the moment he heard this voice, Zhang Heng's heart seemed to be slammed by a sledgehammer, and he immediately spit out a mouthful of the boss's blood. But Zhang Heng didn't care about his body at all, and hurriedly looked up.

In the sky, Ming Yanwei was holding a small silver bow, which looked like Cupid's bow of love, and even the curved bow was made of a heart. And there was a ball of light feathers behind her that kept fanning, just like the wings of a goblin, and it flew slowly towards Zhang Heng......

Zhang Heng stupidly watched Ming Yanwei fly closer and closer, he muttered and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say for a while, especially when he saw Ming Yanwei's eyes with tears, Zhang Heng didn't know what to say for a while.

He wanted to say sorry, he wanted to say sorry, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again. Zhang Heng looked at Ming Yanwei so stupidly, and gradually, his head also lowered. ”

"Heng, remember what I said to you? I have a very strong premonition about some things, especially what some people might do next......

"But I didn't have a hunch that you would leave me and run away alone, Heng, this is the first time I guessed wrong......"

A small silver light flashed, and a silver arrow like a toy shot at Zhang Heng's right arm, and then came out through the bone......