This round of combat ended in the blink of an eye, and the situation was extremely dangerous, first Wang Yang's turtle faction qigong bombardment was led away by the clone Zheng Zhe's adventure, and then Zhao Wei entered by the void, Wang Yang unexpectedly hit the clone Zheng Zha with an instantaneous movement, and was forced to retreat by Zhao Zhukong who rushed to the scene when he almost succeeded, and the consequence of a slight miss on either side was blood splashing on the spot.

After Wang Yang pulled out and retreated, a backflip fell to the ground. And on the opposite side of him, the clone Zheng Zha also retracted his wings.

The frenzied rain carried a bitter wind, filling the space between the opposing sides again.

I saw the wind and rain, but I didn't see anyone.

However, the fighting spirit and fighting spirit of the two sides were strangled-for-tat in an invisible place, and a leaf that I didn't know where the wind was swept up from inadvertently fell, but it was suddenly shattered and unheard.

"Wang Yang, you are the only person in the Zhongzhou team that I can't see through, and the only person who can make me look at each other squarely, the Zhongzhou team is not worthy of your strength." The voice of the clone Zheng Zha came from afar, and it was extremely clear in the wind and rain, "So I said one last time, the Zhongzhou team is doomed, join us." ”

Wang Yang was obviously on the other side, but his voice vibrated from all directions at the same time, covering the sky overwhelmingly: "Now, I am the Zhongzhou team." ”

The clone Zheng Zha originally thought that Wang Yang's move to quit the Zhongzhou team was to abandon the obstacles and seek the Tao wholeheartedly, in this case, wouldn't the demon team that pursues the law of the jungle be more suitable for him? Unexpectedly, after the destruction of the Middle-earth team, Wang Yang stood firmly on the team's position.

This can only show one point: in Wang Yang's heart, he has always regarded himself as a member of the Zhongzhou team.

The clone Zheng Zha took a deep breath and said coldly: "It turns out that you are not as indifferent as you showed, although you keep saying that you have withdrawn from the Zhongzhou team, but you still can't let go of their deaths, especially since you had the opportunity to stop 。。。。。。 I thought you would be the only person in the Middle-earth team who can understand the powerful, but I didn't expect you to have the same essence as them, naïve and naïve, hypocritical and stupid. ”

Wang Yang's eyes fluctuated slightly, and the voices of the Zhongzhou team appeared in front of him one by one, the hot-blooded idiot Zheng Zha, the sentimental Zhan Lan, the silent and reliable Zero Point, the cold and strong Ming Yanwei, the painful and speechless Chu Xuan, and the calm and sincere Zhao Yingkong。。。。。。 Each one was so vivid and vivid, how could he treat these people as just NPCs to this day? They are either in love, or heartbroken, but each of them has a heart that has never died, as long as it is touched, it immediately bursts out with the brilliance of human nature, they are burdened with too many and too heavy expectations, but no one has ever thought about letting go, they undoubtedly live a very painful life, but in this pain, it makes Wang Yang's solid Dao heart feel wordless moved.

Resident Evil II, a world haunted by countless infinite fans, when they died in a heroic battle, almost everyone had the same expectation - we have Wang Yang! We won't fail!

- What a heavy expectation! But this heaviness made me feel very clearly the original intention that I would never forget when I chose infinite horror.

- Okay, you've done everything I wanted to see, so let me live up to your expectations.

- Middle-earth team, will not be defeated!

- I, I will not be defeated!

An unstoppable belief suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, turning into a surging torrent, which swam all over his body in an instant, and Wang Yang slowly raised his head:

"Yes, but I'm not going to indulge in that, and since I choose to let go, I'm going to face it up and accept it, and let it work for me—just as they know they're going to die but still die peacefully. Because we all know that what can make us miserable and weak can also make us stronger. Do you know why I say you're not as good as your body? You can't even protect your own beliefs, so why should you protect others?! ”

The clone Zheng Zha was furious: "You。。。。。。 ”

Wang Yang interrupted him unceremoniously: "Before the fateful battle between the two of you, I might as well let you feel what the real strength is, and also let you see, give up and take responsibility, which one is the source of strength to become powerful." ”

The clone Zheng Zha laughed angrily: "It's up to you? ”

Wang Yang looked up to the sky and shouted: "It's up to me—Wang Yang!" ”

"Knock"

Wang Yang's figure disappeared suddenly, leaving only a fan-shaped pit with a diameter of several meters in place.

At the same time, in the induction of the clones Zheng Zha and Zhao Fukong, the entire space on the front was squeezed towards the two of them under the impetus of an incomparable force, and the air was so viscous that it almost solidified, and it seemed to be difficult to even move.

"This is the suppression of the will of war。。。。。。 Well done! The clone Zheng Zha roared, the black flames erupted like a volcano, and the two-handed big sword stabbed out like lightning, and in front of his sword, a light blue light and shadow that was almost invisible to the naked eye caused violent air fluctuations to come towards him.

With a bang, two lights and shadows, one blue and one black, collided fiercely, and the violent shock wave swept through the wind and rain, instantly expanding into a huge water ball, and the water ball expanded sharply under the aftermath of the energy that escaped, thirty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters。。。。。。 Ten thousand rays of light burst out from the inside of the water balloon, obscuring the fierce lightning light.

In this shock wave that swept the heavens and the earth, Wang Yang's figure flew out upside down.

A fountain of blood erupted from his body.

And in the center of the shock wave, the ground has been flattened for more than ten meters, and the clone Zheng Zha still stays in place, his face remains unchanged, but his body shakes and shakes, and finally the tip of the sword droops, standing on the sword.

In this round, no one took advantage.

But on the side of the clone Zheng Zha, there is also a super assassin who is not inferior to him in the slightest.

Just as Wang Yang flew out upside down, the feeling of endless horror instantly exploded in his sea of consciousness.

The consequence of fighting with the full-fledged clone Zheng Zha is that the two of them are in a semi-detached state at the same time, and the existence of this state is extremely short, which can be described as a snap of the fingers, and under the impact of the terrifying explosion aftermath, the induction will be infinitely suppressed, so it is almost impossible to make a move against Wang Yang at this moment.

Unless the person who made the shot was called Zhao Fukong.

A little red light suddenly flashed from behind Wang Yang.

When the red light first appeared, it was still very faint, like a candle in the wind, it seemed to be nothing, and it could be extinguished at any time, but it began to soar at the same time as it appeared, tenfold, twentyfold, hundredfold。。。。。。 until the blinding eyes are like lightning in the sky.

What's even more tragic is the killing intent in the red mang.

There is no emptiness, no life, no life, no life.

It's all a crash.

"Snort"

Blood. The red mangs disappeared.

Just as Kankan pierced Wang Yang's heart, the red mang suddenly fell into a hand.

The red light is like lightning, but that hand is like the sky covering the top, no matter how the lightning rages, it can't break free from the vastness of the sky, and it can't tear the heaviness of the sky.

This hand, of course, came from Wang Yang. As he was dying, his momentum suddenly doubled for no apparent reason, sweeping away his weakened state, and he grabbed the life-threatening vampire touch. It's just the sharpness of a double A-level weapon, even with Wang Yang's steel body, it can't resist it, and blood immediately shoots out along the blade of the dagger.

But this shocking stab also ended in failure.

Zhao Fukong was slightly stunned, and immediately withdrew his hand, his body was blurred for a while, and disappeared into the air like a ghost, and Wang Yang's hand was empty, and the vampire touch was also hidden at the same time, leaving only a deep scar that could be seen in the bone.

In the face of the demon god-like Wang Yang, when even the clone Zheng Zha was faintly suppressed, he was able to shoot three times and create the enemy twice, this is Zhao Fukong.

Injured three times, Wang Yang's momentum not only did not fade in the slightest, but skyrocketed to an incredible extent, just standing there, the ground kept shaking, as if it was unbearable. And his one-meter-eight figure is also like the god of war descending into the world, standing up to the sky and the earth, shocking all living beings, and cannot be forced.

Zhao Fukong, who reappeared next to the clone Zheng Zha, said: "When he seized the weapon, I had a very dangerous feeling, as if I would die if I didn't dodge it immediately. It's really interesting, does he dare to hide his strength in this kind of battle? ”

Zheng Zha, the clone who had already passed the detachment period, had a solemn face: "His strength has suddenly doubled。。。。。。 Since you have performed the Turtle Sect Qigong just now, then this skill should be-"

The two of them glanced at each other and said in unison: "Realm King Fist." ”