But in this way, the density of Zheng Ya's defense naturally decreased, and just now he forcibly danced the stick to repel the enemies around him, and he couldn't help but show a flaw behind him.

Zheng Ya only heard Yi He's exclamation: "Zheng Ya be careful." ”

Shocked in his heart, Xingyue Bodhi Zi also gave the scene behind him, a thin sword and poisonous snake came out of a hole, found the gap in his defense, and quickly drilled over.

In a hurry, Zheng Ya King Kong's body magic skills quickly spread all over his body, and his body shook slightly.

With a stabbing sound, Zheng Ya felt a chill on his shoulder, and instantly there was a pain, a ding, like a golden iron, a sword!

Fortunately, King Kong is not bad, this sword did not penetrate too deep into the flesh, Zheng Ya also sideways the middle sword, and this sword just crossed Zheng Ya's shoulder.

Yi He covered his little mouth, and Tuoba Yanqiong tried hard to cheer up and stand up to help, but in the midst of the bells, his eyelids only fought, but he couldn't move.

Her mental condition is not as good as Yihe's.

The body is injured, especially this kind of sword wound is likely to be highly toxic, Zheng Ya also hit the liver fire, the two internal forces in the body are running rapidly, Yi Jin tightly protects the injured parts through the internal strength, and forcibly suppresses the toxins that may erupt, and the King Kong is not bad The body is driven to the maximum, and it is infused into the titanium osmium alloy long stick, and the onslaught is launched.

The titanium-osmium alloy long stick seemed to be flashing with a golden light against the sun, and Zheng Ya struck out with a stick, summoning the demons from all directions, and killing the three sacrifices with great might.

The three swordsmanship unfolded together, and the three priests unloaded their strength together, wanting to dissolve Zheng Yashi's powerful stick.

Zheng Ya roared violently: "Get out of ...... for me"

This move has Zheng Ya's King Kong not bad internal strength, as well as the weight of the titanium osmium alloy itself, and it is struck out with a stick, and the momentum sinks vigorously, and finally completely exceeds the tolerance range of the three sacrificial swordsmanship.

Dangdang, three explosions in a row, the three sacrifices were shaken back by Zheng Ya's stick, and they retreated again and again, and the swordsmanship of the three talents was broken.

Zheng Ya let out a tiger roar, and the dancing stick chased forward.

At this moment, the strong men around rushed up fearlessly, desperately beckoning to Zheng Ya to buy time for the three sacrifices to retreat.

Zheng Yajin had a stick in his hand, mercilessly, bang bang, bang bang, bang, and knocked on several strong men with several sticks in a row.

With a few plops, the three strong men were directly knocked to the ground by the heavy titanium osmium alloy long sticks, spitting blood from their mouths, and the injuries were not light.

There are also two strong men who will not retreat, Zheng Ya is angry, the titanium osmium alloy long stick swept the air, and the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and the three strong men who were in front of Zheng Ya were suddenly swept to the ground by Zheng Ya with a stick, hugging their calves and wailing.

Injured himself, Zheng Ya was merciless when he got off the stick, the calves of these three were swept off by Zheng Ya with a stick, don't think about standing up, if the treatment is not timely, the three strong men will be disabled for life.

Brave and brave, Zheng Ya with a long stick in his hand, instantly repelled the strong men who besieged him, and continued to rush towards the three sacrifices.

The big priest said loudly: "This kid is desperate, don't fight him, let's fight, just wait for a while, wait for him to be poisonous, and then we won't be too late to clean him up." ”

The two sacrifices and the three sacrifices said in unison, and the three of them took their swords in the air, and once again used the three-talent swordsmanship, but this time, the three of them did not seek no merit, but no fault, and started a fight with Zheng Ya.

Yi He shouted loudly behind Zheng Ya: "Zheng Ya, are you okay?" Let's not fight, let them catch us, presumably they don't dare to hurt us at will, otherwise, the country will make them pay the price......"

The Great Priest danced his sword to defend the side of his body, and shouted in his mouth: "Yes, as long as you leave obediently and don't come to disturb the rest of the dead, we can be safe, little brother, don't be reckless, the fiercer you fight, the faster the poison will infiltrate, if the poison attacks the heart, the gods can't save you." ”

Zheng Ya's heart moved, the speed of the dance stick slowed down, and he raised his mouth and said: "Professor Yi, I'm fine, don't believe their nonsense, you look at their attacks, but there is any feeling of mercy on the part of their subordinates, they are a group of outlaws, once they are caught, it is better to live than to die......"

Behind Zheng Ya, Yi He, who was about to stand up and surrender, was slightly stunned and hesitated.

Beside her, Tuoba Yanqiong also grabbed Yi He, and said reluctantly: "Professor, this group of people is extremely rare fanatics, that is, the kind of people who do everything for their ideals, don't believe them, Zheng Ya is right, I'd rather die in battle than be caught." ”

Zealot? A special group of people who swear in their hearts and souls to accomplish their mission at the cost of their lives.

As a historian, Yi He knew that this kind of person was unreasonable, but she said anxiously: "Zheng Ya, are you okay?" Does it matter if the toxin is toxin? ”

Zheng Ya wants to say that he is not afraid of poison, and if he can't do it, the opposite side will immediately speed up the pace of attack, and if he wants to say that he is so poisonous, he will run out and surrender if he doesn't see Yihe's posture well.

Hard-headed, Zheng Ya shouted: "It's okay for the time being, I sealed my heart, don't worry, although it will be a little uncomfortable later, it should be difficult to really kill me." ”

Sealed the heart? Yi He didn't understand this term very well, and couldn't help but look at Tuoba Yanqiong.

Tuoba Yanqiong reluctantly said: "Zheng Ya should be able to seal the blood flow rate on his arm in a special way, so that the toxins cannot flow quickly to the whole body, so he is safe for the time being, but the sequelae of this method are not small." ”

The three priests on the opposite side saw that Zheng Ya's attack rhythm slowed down, and it seemed that their strength was getting weaker and weaker, so they looked at each other with understanding, and decided to wait a few more minutes, and when Zheng Ya's toxin attack reached a certain level, they would knock Zheng Ya to the ground in one fell swoop.

As long as Zheng Ya falls, they can completely catch all these members of the scientific expedition team, as long as they catch these main members, then everything will be easy to say.

The power of Zheng Ya's dance stick is getting smaller and smaller.

The three priests waited for four or five minutes, and when they felt that they were almost done, the priest said loudly, "Do it, take him down for me." ”

The three of them burst out in unison, jumped out, and the rhythm of the Sancai swordsmanship instantly accelerated, and in three directions, they attacked Zheng Ya in unison.

Zheng Ya made a strong beating spirit, and roared loudly in his mouth: "Don't think about it, eat me with a stick......"

The speed of the titanium-osmium alloy long stick instantly increased, and the strength instantly increased, as if it was very reluctant, but it was just right, and with a few bangs, the three sacrifices were blocked back.

Moreover, without waiting for the three priests to stand firmly, Zheng Ya made a few sticks in a row, and the power of these sticks was still not small, but it seemed a little chaotic, and it did not have the same fierce momentum as just now.

The Great Priest frowned, and said in his mouth: "This kid still has Yu Yong." ”

The second priest said, "His consciousness is a little unclear, isn't it?" This should be a sign of poisoning. ”

Yi He was startled, and asked in his mouth, "Zheng Ya, are you okay?" ”

Zheng Ya has already sealed his injured parts with the internal strength of the Yijin Sutra and suppressed the toxin, but this poison is indeed quite powerful, Zheng Ya does feel a little dizzy, of course, it is not to the point of being so confused that he dances indiscriminately, just a few times, he is confusing the opponent and delaying time for himself.

Hearing Yi He's question, Zheng Ya thought in his heart, doesn't this professor hate himself very much? Why did he care so much about his life and death at this time, as if he was barely lifting his spirits, Zheng Ya replied: "It's okay, it's just a little dizzy." ”

The three priests attacked Zheng Ya again, but the rhythm was not very fast, and the three priests said loudly: "Big brother and second brother, let's increase the hypnosis and expand the effect of the toxin......"

The two priests of the big sacrifice said yes in unison, the bells in the hands of the three sacrifices shook even more, and the voices of the words in their mouths increased a lot, this time, not only Yihe and Tuoba Yanqiong were shaky and wanted to sleep, but even the entourage of the big men brought by the sacrifice were also a little faltering and affected.

Not to mention, this move also had some effect on Zheng Ya.

Zheng Ya felt that her dizziness was aggravated, and the Sun Bodhi had to shine again, strengthening the defense of Zheng Ya's body.

With the Sun Bodhi Son in his body, the other party's secret technique can't hypnotize Zheng Ya.

Tenacious, seemingly crumbling, it seems that the strength of the dancing stick is not particularly great, but Zheng Ya always blocks the attack of the three sacrifices' three-talent swordsmanship just right.

After entangled for another seven or eight minutes, the result that Zheng Ya was waiting for finally came, and in the distance, the Gao team led people to run wildly, and from a distance, they began to fire warnings, and the sound of crackling gunshots resounded in the sky.

The great priest looked at Zheng Ya, who was crumbling but never falling, unwillingly, angry, and yelled loudly: "Withdraw, you will regret it......"

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