As the building shook, the walls of the office building, which had seemed to be impregnable, had been blasted out of a huge hole by the Slaughterers with rocket launchers.

Through that hole, Tang Zheng could see the huge and strange blood-colored full moon hanging in mid-air.

Tang Zheng couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, how thick and strong the walls of the office building were, Tang Zheng's heart was clear.

And such a strong wall, but still the slaughterer used artillery to blow such a big hole, Tang Zheng's plan to escape was dispelled.

He didn't have the confidence to think that he and Yang Yueying would run faster.

At this time, Yang Yueying, who was pressed by Tang Zheng, suddenly pushed away Tang Zheng who was pressing him.

She looked at the huge hole behind her that was still smoking, and then said to Tang Zheng with a somewhat gloomy face: "Stinky boy, how powerful the bazooka in the hand of this monster is, you can clearly see it now, let me tell you, if we want to live, then we must kill him!" So, you get serious, show all your skills, and let's kill him together! ”

After speaking, Yang Yueying stood up, her eyes were firmly locked on the slaughterer with a cruel smile on the front, and then she opened her mouth and said in a low voice to Tang Zheng beside her: "That guy's bazooka is very powerful, let's find a way to scrap that thing first, now, you listen carefully to my plan, and later I will launch a frontal attack on that guy to attract his attention, while you are looking for an opportunity to find a way to scrap that bazooka!" ”

Tang Zheng sighed, and then grabbed Yang Yueying, who was about to make a move, and said to her in a somewhat low voice: "The plan is reversed, I will launch a frontal attack on him, and you find an opportunity to attack the bazooka in his hand, after all, my level is higher than yours." ”

After saying this, the withered butterfly knife in Tang Zheng's hand shook suddenly, and then he let out a roar of rage, and then set up the withered butterfly knife and the slaughterer attacked away.

"Hey, stinky boy!"

Yang Yueying actually didn't want to hold Tang Zheng, but Tang Zheng's momentum was too fast, and she couldn't hold it.

Yang Yueying scolded angrily After Tang Zheng deserved to die, she took a step and followed closely behind Tang Zheng.

After Tang Zheng quickly approached the slaughterer, a huge red formation spread around him at an extremely fast pace.

After releasing the Kazan of the Sword Soul, Tang Zheng's strength instantly increased, and his arms suddenly burst into thick black tendons, and then with Tang Zheng's roar, the withered butterfly knife slashed towards the slaughterer with a burst of wind.

In the face of Tang Zheng's extraordinary all-out blow, the slaughterer raised his huge battle axe with one hand, and then he picked up the axe's body and rotated it in a circle at great speed, rotating at high speed and generating centrifugal force, brutally facing Tang Zheng's withered butterfly knife that contained his full force.

"Bang!"

With an extremely piercing huge impact sound, Tang Zheng's body was repelled by the slaughterer's giant axe five or six meters away, while the slaughterer who had completely withstood Tang Zheng's full force was less than two meters back.

It is clear which is strong and which is weak.

Tang Zheng's tiger's mouth holding the hilt of the knife was drenched in blood by the slaughterer in the battle just now.

He shook his numb arm from the shock, then gritted his teeth and attacked the slayer again.

As the saying goes, once you go up, then you will exhaust, and then you will decline.

After he struck the slaughtered person with all his strength and took it all in a brutal manner, the momentum and sharpness of Tang Zheng's attack could no longer reach his peak state.

Therefore, after making contact with the slaughterer for the second time, Tang Zheng was quickly overwhelmed by the slaughterer.

Tang Zheng tried his best to force the slaughterer to reveal a little flaw, so as to provide Yang Yueying with a chance, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break the flying giant axe in the slaughterer's hand.

Tang Zheng's physical strength was quickly consumed by the slaughterer in the fierce battle.

And the duration of the skill of Sword Soul Kazan was about to end, and Tang Zheng was anxious at this time.

If he didn't provide Yang Yueying with the opportunity to kill the Slayer's Bazooka as soon as possible, then when the duration of the skill of Sword Soul Kazan ended or Tang Zheng's physical strength was exhausted, then he and Yang Yueying would be completely finished.

How powerful the slaughterer's bazooka is Tang Zheng knew very well in his heart, the one-meter-thick reinforced concrete wall of the office building was blasted out of such a big hole with a single shot, how could Tang Zheng and Yang Yueying stop it?

Not to mention blocking, there is no place to hide, they only have a small ammunition depot for them to hide now,

But if they don't get rid of the Slayer's bazooka, then even if they can hide in the ammunition depot without any problems, they will be killed by the Slayer with the bazooka.

Tang Zheng's physical strength became less and less, and Yang Yueying's every attack against the Slayer Bazooka was also repelled by the Slayer.

Thinking of the serious consequences caused by their inability to break through the bazooka, Tang Zheng couldn't help gritting his teeth, and then roared angrily in his heart: "Fight!" ”

The withered butterfly knife in Tang Zheng's hand suddenly increased the frequency of attacks and several times, and he ignored his sore arm and his physical strength that was about to be exhausted, and frantically launched a fierce attack like a storm on the slaughterer.

The form of Tang Zheng's battle with the slaughterer was gradually flattened by Tang Zheng's desperate Saburo's fighting style.

Yang Yueying cheered up Tang Zheng with some excitement: "It's good, just keep it in this state!" ”

A wry smile appeared on Tang Zheng's somewhat pale face.

Keep it up?

How to keep it up...

After another brutal confrontation with the slaughterer, Tang Zheng's physical strength had already reached a state of exhaustion.

His strength and speed began to decline significantly, and his form was instantly reversed by the Slayer back to the state he was in just now, and it was even worse than just now.

The Slayer's giant axe attack was still fierce, but Tang Zheng was defeated under that fierce attack, and wounds of all sizes began to appear on his body.

Tang Zheng's attack speed and power became weaker and weaker, and soon he was caught by the Slayer and slashed down his shoulder with an axe.

"Be careful!"

Yang Yueying's somewhat sharp reminder sounded in his ears, and the huge axe that the slaughterer slashed at him continued to expand in Tang Zheng's pupils.

Tang Zheng gritted his teeth, and then put the withered butterfly knife on his shoulder as fast as he could, a touch of madness faintly welled up on his face, whether he could take this attack or not would directly determine the life and death of him and Yang Yueying.

As soon as Tang Zheng put the withered butterfly knife on his shoulder, the giant axe of the slaughterer arrived as scheduled.

"Tang Zheng!"

"Choke!"

"Poof!"