Cheng Xiao had completely lost the power to parry, and in just a few seconds, he had gone from intact to covered in bruises, and the individual armor that could defend against heavy machine gun bullets had almost become a beggar's suit, and in front of the vampire's touch, the super strong fibers seemed to have become as fragile as tofu.

What's more, every attack of Zhao Shukong was carefully calculated, and each scar did not seem to be deep, but when it was concentrated, it consumed and disintegrated Cheng Xiao's resistance little by little, until this stab, Cheng Xiao's strength seemed to be drained all of a sudden, his meridians were sore, his limbs were weak, and he couldn't even pinch the most basic sword trick.

So in the face of this stab, he was neither able to parry nor dodge.

But he had time to lose both.

Cheng Xiao suddenly backhanded a sword and stabbed abruptly in a certain direction in the air. There, Zhao Fukong's figure was eerily emerging from the void, and what his sword was pointing at was Zhao Fukong's throat.

This sword is no longer an ancient martial art handed down by his family, let alone recorded in the Zige sword spectrum, it is completely an instinctive reaction in a state of stress.

"Snort"

Cheng Xiao only felt a chill on his neck, but the crazy killing intent behind him suddenly faded, knowing that it was his sword that forced the opponent away, making this killing pierce into the flesh without hurting the bones, and he also picked up a life without danger.

Zhao Fukong's figure appeared dozens of meters away, and he looked at Cheng Xiao: "It's a little interesting." ”

Cheng Xiao was covered in blood, but the smile on his face was as good as ever: "Scared, right?" ”

Zhao Weikong's eyes were as cold as ice, and there was a little playfulness in his killing intent: "Obviously, your reaction shouldn't keep up with my movements, but you did it, and your vigor and blood exceed your internal strength cultivation, it seems that even the most ordinary members of the Zhongzhou team have their own hole cards." ”

"Any idea what that means?" Cheng Xiao grinned, "This is called the protagonist's aura." It's specially designed to counterattack a rich and handsome person like you. ”

Zhao Weikong didn't care about Cheng Xiao's mouth at all, and said lightly: "Since that's the case, let you open your hole cards yourself." The dagger in his hand suddenly became indistinct, and with a flick of his wrist, the vibrating dagger stabbed forward slightly.

A fluctuation visible to the naked eye shot out from the tip of the dagger in an instant, and it arrived at Cheng Xiao's side in the blink of an eye. This move was cut by the high-shock space that Zhao Fukong used when he duel Zhao Yingkong, but because of the serious injury, this move has changed from a coverage attack to a directional attack.

An extremely strong sense of danger made Cheng Xiao instinctively open the genetic lock, and urged all his internal force, coupled with the stimulation of Gu power, he was able to dodge this blow, and the position he was standing in had been replaced by an extremely deep ravine.

"Click"

Just when Cheng Xiao was in shock, he suddenly backhanded one square, and the high-energy laser sword reversed one square, and there, the blood-red vampire touch was protruding from the air, and it only did not pierce his vest by a fraction of a margin.

If Zhao Shukong had another hand at this time, then Cheng Xiao would have at least thirty different ways to die at this moment. But it's a pity that his other hand has been spelled out by Zhao Yingkong, so Zhao Fukong, who appeared again, can only take advantage of the situation and press it.

Cheng Xiao's face was so white that he lost his blood color in an instant, his feet immediately sank into the dirt, the tendons holding the sword were exposed, and the green tendons between his foreheads also jumped suddenly.

Zhao Weikong's seemingly casual one-handed pressure felt like a huge rock approaching his head, and the whole person was almost crushed by the incomparable force to the point that his bones were broken and his flesh and blood were shattered.

Thankfully, he still has a hand.

At the moment when Zhao Weikong's strength attacked, Cheng Xiao's other hand quickly slid out a high-energy laser sword, and a blazing beam of light stabbed directly at Zhao Weikong behind him.

Then there was a light blow on his body, and the overwhelming force vanished along with the vampire's touch, as if it had never been there.

Zhao Fukong's huge force attacked, Cheng Xiao desperately resisted, he suddenly retreated, and Cheng Xiao almost fell to the ground softly. hurriedly rolled forward, trying to stabilize himself.

Such an obvious opportunity, Zhao Weikong naturally would not let it go, his figure moved, and appeared behind Cheng Xiao like a ghost, and the touch of a vampire was like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, looking for a gap and entering.

The timing and angle of this stab have been wonderful, with Cheng Xiao's reaction and skills, it is already unavoidable, but I don't know what's going on, when Zhao Yukong's figure suddenly appeared, Cheng Xiao seemed to have expected it, the high-energy laser sword stabbed out from under the flank, and Zhao Shukong's appearance seemed to automatically cooperate with the light blade facing the other party.

Zhao Fukong frowned slightly, his figure disappeared again, Cheng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly bounced up, but there was a tingling pain in the vest.

The opponent's dagger is not more than a foot long, and his light blade is four feet long, the two sides stabbed each other, and he still had the advantage, but the result turned out to be his own injury, Cheng Xiao couldn't believe his eyes: "Damn, what kind of monster is this?" ”

Although he complained in his mouth, he didn't dare to relax in his hands, as soon as Cheng Xiao stabilized his figure, the high-energy laser sword in his hand immediately danced impermeably, firmly protecting himself. But he knew that if Zhao Fukong continued to press at this moment, it would be difficult for him to carry it down.

But with such an obvious omission, Zhao Yukong did not make a move.

Several times he was forced away by his opponent, he didn't seem to care, and even his eyes didn't pay attention to Cheng Xiao, but looked at Zhu Wen, who was standing by and watching from the sidelines a hundred meters away.

"The real reason for being able to escape in my hands a few times is you, right? Orthodox Zhu Wen? Zhao Shukong smiled, if only looking at his smile, no one could have imagined that a person who often showed such a gentle and warm smile would be the most terrifying assassin.

Zhu Wen's face turned slightly pale, and she didn't need to rely on the early warning of the gene lock, but the dead air in her eyes that almost condensed into substance could make her understand how terrifying the seemingly harmless handsome guy in front of her was: "You, how do you know?" ”

"Have you forgotten that your clone is on the Demon Team?" Zhao Weikong said with a smile: "Speaking of which, your potential is really good, the first horror movie opened the two-order gene lock, and you can be selected as the enhancer of the Great Prophecy Technique, even the captain can't do it." If it weren't for you, I'm afraid this guy wouldn't have lasted even ten seconds, right? So can you tell me, how did you do that? ”

Zhu Wen stepped back step by step, the other party's killing intent that seemed to be like a substance, even if it was a distance of hundreds of meters, made her blood almost frozen, she bit her lip hard, and said slowly: "Since you have seen my clone, you should know that my optic nerve has been mutated, and you can see the dead qi that gathers before a person dies。。。。。。 ”

As soon as he said this, Zhao Fukong's figure suddenly moved, and he appeared in front of Zhu Wen strangely, and then a blood-red flash flashed, and he didn't wait for Zhu Wen to answer, and shot directly.

But at the same time as he made a move, a layer of fluctuations suddenly floated around Zhu Wen's body, and several pale golden gossip hexagrams swam quickly, and the blood-red sharp light and touch suddenly dissipated into nothingness. It turned out to be Zhu Wen's gossip talisman jade talisman automatic protector. As for Zhu Wen herself, she had already closed her eyes in fright.

Zhao Fukong missed a blow, and immediately dodged away, and the Gauss bullet fired by Cheng Xiao missed.

Zhao Fukong, who appeared dozens of meters away again, still had such a gentle smile, as if the person who was ruthless just now was not him at all, he shook his fingers: "So, it's not that your vision can keep up with my speed, but that your mutated optic nerve can see the direction of the gathering of dead qi one step earlier, just like my shot just now, you can close your eyes in advance, right?" ”

Zhu Wen slowly opened her eyes, and her face was completely bloodless: "。。。。。。 Yes. ”

"Thank you!" Zhao Weikong said politely, "Then the second question, how did you tell him this?" As far as I know, your psychic power controllers can't break the shield, right? ”

Zhu Wen really didn't want to answer, the protective power of the gossip talisman jade talisman was very strong, and Zhao Fukong couldn't hurt her at all in a short time, but this B-level protective prop couldn't stop the killing intent from infecting, under the pressure of the killing intent that could almost freeze the soul, as long as Zhao Fukong opened his mouth, Zhu Wen couldn't help but answer: "It's glasses。。。。。。 With the help of this high-frequency information sensing glass, we share visual 。。。。。。 I only need to focus on the weakest part of the dead air to help him find a glimmer of life。。。。。。 ”

"Ahh ”

"More than that," Zhu Wen smiled bitterly, "Originally, you already have a real human realm, and the two of us are not your opponents in any case, but somehow, your three souls are missing, your seven spirits are lost, and your strength is greatly reduced, and I happen to know the Taoist method, and I am the best at taking advantage of the situation, and the weak enemy is strong. ”

Zhao Yingkong heard the murderous power, of course he knew that his spiritual light was incomplete, this was exactly the sign that the three souls were missing, and when he duel against Zhao Yingkong, he broke an arm, and was pierced through the heart by an arrow, and naturally the seven spirits were lost. But Zhu Wen saw all this at a glance, such a subtle insight is really terrifying, if she is given enough time to grow, or with a perfect enough partner, it is really hard to say whether she will succeed in counterattacking. In the Demon Team, even if the Zhu Wen Replica that had strengthened the Great Prophecy Technique, he didn't pay too much attention to it, because the gap in the gene lock was not something that one or two powerful skills could fill; But at this moment, the orthodox Zhu Wen gave him a sense of crisis for the first time - not because of the inner demon, let alone because of the team battle, but from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want this opponent to grow up.

"A perfect answer, as a reward I can give you a hint," Zhao Fukong's vampire touch appeared silently in his hand, "You see that you are right, now I only have half of my strength left, so the next life depends on whether you have the ability to seize the opportunity." Although I personally don't think it's possible. ”

As soon as the last word came out, Zhao Fukong's figure had already conjured up from Zhu Wen's back, and the vampire's touch was as sharp as blood, stabbing at Zhu Wen's neck without a sound. Although the flowing light of the talisman and the swimming hexagram blocked this blow, everyone could see that the fluctuation of the light and the flow speed of the hexagram were even faster.