Everyone on the demon team tore off the camouflage on their bodies at the beginning of the battle. This sudden change caught everyone in the Middle-earth team off guard.

"Come on, continue our battle that is not over!" The demon team's Weiyang shook the whip in his hand, which was purely composed of energy, and whipped it towards Weiyang. After Weiyang flashed sideways, he rushed towards him.

Because they had the experience of a battle, the two sides already had seven or eight points of calculation in their hearts about each other's understanding, so at the beginning of the battle, the two people directly raised it to a white-hot level.

Zhan Lan, who originally tried to use himself to drag 'Weiyang', already knew that it was useless to plan when she saw that the guy in front of her had become a woman from the demon team. Because the battle has already begun.

Coincidentally, the opponent she chose turned out to be also a mental power controller! When his own spiritual whipping was pumped over, he was obviously parried by the other party's spiritual power! The attack and defense of the two men were all going on silently, and this was a battlefield that only they could participate in. The air between the two of them had become a little viscous and distorted by the mutual pouring of spiritual power.

If you throw a leaf in the middle of the two at this time, it will inevitably be stirred into a pile of powder in less than a blink of an eye!

This is the confrontation between the mental power controllers, and the loser, at the lightest, will end up becoming an idiot......

The two Ming Yanwei stood on the roof, and although the bows in their hands had already been equipped with arrows, no one shot them first.

"He's dead?" Ming Yanwei of the Demon Team asked with a cold face.

He?

Ming Yanwei naturally knew who her clone was talking about. In his mind, the picture of Zhang Heng pushing himself away but being cut in half by the wind blade flashed in his mind. She opened her mouth and said, "Dead." ”

A complicated look flashed in the eyes of the clone Ming Yanwei, there were two points of happiness, and the rest was the complexity of grievance, hatred and chagrin kneaded together.

"How did he die, you killed it with your own hands?"

Ming Yanwei shook her head slightly, "I didn't kill him, but he died in front of me." ”

"Didn't you kill it...... clone Ming Yanwei muttered softly, then shook her head with a smile, "It doesn't matter who killed it...... The important thing is why are you still alive?! ”

The clone Ming Yanwei's words fell, the small silver bow in her hand suddenly opened, and the small silver arrows shot out silently towards Ming Yanwei, and at the same time, a pair of wings like light balls lit up behind her, and she flew out of thin air!

Ming Yanwei also let go of her hand, and the wind swirled around the arrow and shot out, it and the small silver arrow that came almost flew by, but no matter which arrow it was, it did not affect the flight trajectory of the other in the end.

Two arrows sank into the bodies of two people at the same time, and two blood flowers bloomed in the air.

"You are my clone, how could I not guess what you are thinking......" The corners of Ming Yanwei's mouth were slightly upturned, and the expression on her face was a little mocking, and she didn't know if it was aimed at herself or the self opposite.

"Then let's die together......"

Zhao Yingkong was still chasing the figure in front of her, and under her shining speed, the distance between the two people was being rapidly narrowed.

"How long are you going to run?" Zhao Yingkong raised the deceitful blade in his hand and stabbed it towards the back of the heart of the person in front of him.

Simple, direct, and silent!

In the face of Zhao Yingkong's attack, the people in front also had to parry!

'Zhao Fukong' turned around out of thin air, and then blasted at Zhao Yingkong with a punch, this punch was extremely powerful, and a strong sonic boom exploded in front of his fist.

Zhao Yingkong frowned, the whole person moved sideways, and the blade of the fraudster was swept horizontally! The serpentine blade left small wounds on the arm that 'Zhao Fukong' blasted over.

Curse, the power of the toxin spreads instantly!

"You're not Zhao Fukong!" Zhao Yingkong held the weapon in his right hand, and his left hand was behind the handle, and his whole body was slightly bent, and he could burst out at any time to attack fiercely.

"Of course not." 'Zhao Fukong' grinned, and then reached out and grabbed the translucent tights that Chu Xuan had prepared for them on his body, revealing his original face.

"Zheng Zha!" Zhao Yingkong's face was slightly gloomy, "Long time no see." ”

Zhao Yingkong said that she hadn't seen her for a long time, but she shot without a trace in her hand, compared to Zheng Zha's powerful attack, her attack was silent, but it was extremely deadly!

"Let's ......" Zheng Zhe opened his mouth to answer while swinging his punch, but when this punch went out, he felt that something was wrong, because he obviously felt that his strength seemed to be cut by three layers out of thin air! His gaze swept over the wounds that Zhao Yingkong had left on his arm just now, and the wounds glowed with a faint purple light, obviously quenched with poison. However, if it is venom alone, Zheng Zha doesn't pay much attention to it, because with his current physical fitness, although the power of the toxin cannot be said to be immune, the effect is already minimal. As for his own strength being reduced by three layers, this should be the effect of a spell or a curse.

Zheng Zha's fist was three points weaker, Zheng Zha's own did not expect it, and Zhao Yingkong did not expect it.

The curse of the Deceiter's Blade is triggered completely randomly, God knows if it will be triggered by an attack, and the weapon does not say, only the curse can be guessed based on the changes of the curse sufferer.

But looking at Zheng Zhe's appearance, this curse should be weak.

Zhao Yingkong had a number in his heart, and his attack was even more aggressive.

The two of them had just passed dozens of moves, and Zhao Yingkong had already left more than a dozen wounds on Zheng Zha's body. The deadliest of these was a wound in the chest. This wound is not big, but it is extremely deep, this is the wound left by Zhao Ying's empty stabbing, if it weren't for Zheng Zha's quick reaction, this blow would be enough to kill most of his life!

"Tsk......" Zheng Zha grinned, red flames densely covered his fist, and then he smashed it to the ground with a punch!

This time it was extremely ruthless, and the huge force shook the entire ground to pieces, and the splashed stones were wrapped in red flames and spread out in all directions with a shock wave!

This time, Zhao Yingkong was finally forced to retreat as Zheng Zhe wished. At the same time, he flipped over and took out two syringes from his storage ring, broke the plastic on the needle, and stabbed it into his body, and the two tubes of solution were quickly injected into his body.

In these two tubes of solution, one tube is a universal antidote to suppress toxins, and the other tube is a solvent that reduces its own abnormal state for a short time! The duration of the latter is only five minutes, that is, next, Zheng Zha has to solve the battle within five minutes!

"Roar!!"

Zheng Zha roared, the muscles of his whole body exploded, a pair of black bat wings opened behind him, his eyes revealed scarlet light, and his eyes quickly locked on the figure of Zhao Yingkong, who was forced to retreat just now, and then his wings moved, and the whole person pounced towards Zhao Yingkong.

The battle is going on again!

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