Because Su Tianran did not rush back to the location of the science and technology team in time, the videos in the Bilalbia area are still being transmitted to the Internet in a steady stream, which is almost equivalent to live broadcast.

Wang Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood in the wind and sand, quietly looking at the scene of the eastern sky, which was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Wang Zheng said this to Li Yiran, but her life and death are uncertain now, and she can't hear this sentence at all.

"I'm sorry." Wang Zheng said reproachfully, he clenched his fists, there are always so many people who have a relationship with him, and put their lives in danger, this is where Wang Zheng feels the most guilty.

Even though he had killed Arrog, he still couldn't calm the hatred and anger in his heart.

At this time, Wang Zheng's hatred for the man in sunglasses is increasing day by day, if it weren't for this guy who pretends to be a ghost, none of this would have happened!

Standing under the scorching sun and in the wind and sand, Wang Zheng seemed to clearly smell the smell of blood wafting in the distance, and turned around to look back, it was already the smoke of war in the sky.

Just now he was chasing all the way in an off-road vehicle, and he was already so far away from the battlefield, and it had to be at least more than twenty kilometers away from the battlefield, Wang Zheng glanced at Brother Luo's body again, shook his head, and prepared to get in the car and return to the battlefield.

Now his physical exertion is extremely huge, and the wounds on his body are still oozing blood, and the pain all over his body has made him numb. Now Wang Zheng is completely supported by gritting his teeth with a strong will as strong as iron, and he is also approaching the limit of his body little by little!

However, at this time, the corner of Wang Zheng's eyes swept a figure.

Under the scorching sun, in the bare and desolate desert, this figure seemed so abrupt.

In the abruptness, but there is harmony, Wang Zheng fixed his eyes and looked again, as if he had become one with this desert.

What's more, Wang Zheng didn't know when the figure of Lu Dao came here!

A Chinese old man in a white robe, with a snow-white beard hanging down to his chest, and his smooth white hair hanging down to his waist, simply tied up, with the demeanor of a martial arts master.

Crane hair and childish face, nothing more than that.

Looking at the old man, Wang Zheng's expression became completely solemn. At this time, he didn't forget to take a bottle of water from the passenger seat, poured it down violently, and the cool liquid instantly moistened his body as if it was about to burn, and his physical strength recovered little by little, which also calmed him down a lot.

Looking at this old man, Wang Zheng's heart felt an infinite chill, and he was also associating this person with the legendary character from many years ago.

"Are you...... Duanmu Yichen? Wang Zheng asked with some uncertainty, his eyes had narrowed into a line, whether the old man opposite was the legendary figure or not, it gave him a feeling of extreme danger!

"Yes, it's me." The old man named Duanmu Yichen stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would still be able to recognize me, young man, you are very good, worthy of my shot." ”

Hearing Duanmu Yichen say this, Wang Zheng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"Aren't you dead?" Wang Zheng's voice was low: "You are a dead man, you have been dead for twenty years. ”

Duanmu Yichen, the descendant of the Tai Chi family, legend has it that he improved the kung fu of Tai Chi, which is both rigid and soft, and added many elements of his own, making the attack sharper and the defense more stable, and eventually becoming a generation of grandmasters.

The above is not the reason for Wang Zheng to worry, because this old man with a childish face has another identity in addition to being a Tai Chi master.

In the past, there were seven masters under Su Fuhua's account, and the leader was naturally known as the "South Wind and North Lake" with Blazing Sky Lake, and had the supreme reputation of "The First Battle King". Xie Ping'an, the "Wing Chun War King" who once fought with Wang Zheng, can only rank in the middle and lower reaches of the seven masters, and as time goes by, these seven masters die and retreat, and the only one who can bear fruit is Xie Ping'an.

Xie Ping'an was seriously injured in the island country by Wang Zheng, who suddenly raised his speed, and then the martial arts have been perfected in the realm of the Tangtai appeared with the wind, and a light fluttering palm turned the former comrades-in-arms into flesh and blood, and the once most prestigious Tangtai Suifeng was unacceptably turned into a half-human and half-ghost appearance, and the most Lu died under the siege of the dragon scale troops, which can be said to be miserable and miserable.

And this Duanmu Yichen is the second master of the seven generals after Yutai Suifeng! Among these seven people, Wang Zheng can't even deal with Xie Ping'an, let alone the second-ranked Tai Chi genius!

Duanmu Yichen is a generation of martial arts wizards, his talent is not under the wind, and his understanding is extremely high, otherwise he would not be able to push the traditional martial arts of Tai Chi to such a peak just by virtue of his personal perception, with both offense and defense, both rigidity and softness, and almost no flaws and weaknesses.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Duanmu Yichen died of cardiopulmonary failure twenty years ago due to excessive overdraft of his body during practice, and in the past twenty years, Duanmu Yichen has indeed never shown up, and everyone thinks he is dead, including Wang Zheng.

However, facts have proved that the history of the rivers and lakes cannot withstand scrutiny, and the people who once died stood alive in front of Wang Zheng.

Is it weird? Fortunately, Wang Zheng has grown up since he was a child, and he doesn't know how many weird things he has seen.

Now that he's here, it's all clear.

Su Fuhua, this old guy, finally couldn't help but do it! Sure enough, he still has hidden hole cards!

"If you're dead, settle down, why do you have to jump out of the coffin?" Wang Zheng said sarcastically.

"No, I'm not dead, the wild history of the world is all apocryphal, you can't believe it casually, if you believe it, you will be wrong." Duanmu Yichen shook his head.

"Am I wrong?" Wang Zheng sneered: "I'm not wrong, I have always adhered to what I think is the right path." ”

"What you think is right is not necessarily right, and what you think is wrong may also be right." Duanmu Yichen's words are very straightforward, and they also have some Tai Chi artistic conception.

"Are you talking nonsense?" Before the fight, Wang Zheng didn't like to talk too much nonsense, but now he has changed his strategy, and he wants to take advantage of the gap between words to recover his precious physical strength.

"I rarely talk nonsense, or rather, I rarely speak, so many years younger than me, and you are the first person who makes me say so much."

"In the past twenty years, I have never made a single move, young man, and this is your honor." Duanmu Yichen smiled faintly, and there was a smell of dust.

However, Wang Zheng didn't feel that the person opposite looked like an old immortal, he shook his head and said, "From you, I smell a strong smell of pretending. ”

: I finally saw the friends who sent the flame red envelopes in the background, Gao Gao, Jia Qi, Xin Youmu Li, Walton Wang, and Excalibur, I would like to thank you. I also tried to hit the zombie on the page of the city evil king today, but I didn't expect that every red envelope could burst out of vertical and horizontal coins, so everyone saw it, I critted thirty times, and gave myself thirty red envelopes nakedly, which is so shameless.