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When the tyrant appeared, Chenyang felt that he had not caught up with Ge Jun and them, but had chosen to deal with it alone, which was extremely wise.

Through the information exploration of the Eight Mirrors, the basic information of the tyrant is already in Chenyang's hands.

Based on the data displayed by the tyrant at this time, if the four people of Chenyang were here at the same time, it would definitely not be a problem to drag the four people until the zombies appeared with the strength of the tyrant.

On the contrary, when Chenyang is alone, he doesn't have to worry too much about attacking and defending, or escaping, but is more free.

However, in the face of the tyrant blocking the way, if you want to catch up with Ge Jun and them, I am afraid it will become a little more troublesome.

When he left, Chenyang felt that he would be able to catch up with them soon, so he didn't leave a trace of tracking.

Now that they are blocked at the intersection by the tyrant again, they have completely lost their traces, and maybe the next time Chenyang meets them will be when he meets Alice.

"Ding!"

There was a soft sound like a bell shaking, and the tyrant's eyes in front of him suddenly flashed red, and then dimmed.

However, the appearance of this red light represents the initiation of the tyrant.

It also means that the battle between Chenyang and the tyrant has officially begun.

In the face of the tyrant who is particularly famous in the movie game, Chenyang also has a little fighting spirit in his heart, and there is a bit of expectation in his eyes.

It's an expectation of being able to take out the tyrant with your own hands, or maybe even more of the reward for taking it down.

After the tyrant was activated, some of the lowered heads were raised, staring directly at the morning sun, with a straight and burly body, giving people a strong sense of oppression, like a big mountain standing in front of you, pressing you out of breath.

After completing the start, the tyrant walked over step by step, his steps were heavy and powerful, and he quickly walked in front of Chenyang, raised his fist the size of a casserole, and slammed it towards Chenyang.

The strong wind driven by this punch made Chenyang's face hurt, if it smashed on an ordinary person's body, it might not be impossible to explode with a direct punch and explode a cloud of blood mist.

In the face of a terrifying punch, Chenyang naturally couldn't make a hard connection.

Tyrants are based on strength, but Chenyang is not, he is better at speed and flexibility, and it is not a smart choice to use his own shortcomings against the strengths of the opposite.

The Wood Emperor's spiritual power infused his legs, generating a wind whirlwind of green spiritual light, which flowed through his legs, greatly enhancing the speed of the morning sun.

One step sideways, Chenyang took two steps sideways to dodge the punch that the tyrant smashed from the front, and then a twist appeared behind the tyrant, the Cangmu Tang knife was already in his hand, and the shadow energy was condensed on the blade, and it had been gathering momentum for a long time.

This knife is enough to teach the tyrant an unforgettable lesson.

The sword wind howled, and a sharp sword light flashed in the darkness.

The tyrant couldn't seem to react to the sudden slash from behind him, and could only catch Chenyang's attack hard.

However, this knife was not as powerful as Chenyang imagined, at least under the protection of the dark green fur coat, the Tang knife only broke a hole more than ten centimeters long, and did not cause too serious a wound.

Especially for tyrants who are extremely healing.

The wound, which was less than two centimeters deep, was like a scratch on the skin for him, and he could recover quickly.

Chenyang also looked a little surprised and puzzled in the face of the damage caused by this knife, and seemed to be puzzled by the damage he had caused.

It wasn't until he noticed the peculiarity of the fur coat that he couldn't see why his knife could only cause such a painless injury.

If I am not mistaken, the dark green leather coat worn by the tyrant in front of him should be a high-tech protective suit made of umbrellas, and its defensive power even surpasses that of the Shadow Armor possessed by Chenyang.

After tearing this protective coat, it can still inflict that level of injury on the tyrant, and among all the planes, it can already be regarded as a standout.

Chenyang, who learned this fact, finally relaxed in his heart.

At least he knew that his fighting ability had not decreased, and the danger of this world was not as terrifying as he had imagined.

In the next second, the tyrant was stabbed in the back, still with that calm appearance, and the expressionless face was serious and inexplicably evil.

Turning to look at Chenyang, his fist was raised again, and a punch slammed towards Chenyang.

Chenyang had already dodged an attack, and in the face of the tyrant's punch again, it was naturally impossible to be hit by him.

I have to say that the tyrant currently shows too few offensive means, and he is not equipped with any weapons, and he may have a huge advantage in the face of some ordinary people, but in the face of the morning sun, it seems a little unsightly.

The punch missed, and the fist exploded in the air.

After the tyrant threw a punch, he directly ignored the inertia driven by his body, and suddenly swept sideways and swept towards Chenyang, as if swinging a heavy hammer.

The sudden change in direction of this punch caught Chenyang off guard, especially after the power and speed of this punch increased significantly.

In the face of the sweeping punch, Chenyang also had to use his spiritual skills, summoning dozens of vines to drill out of the ground, wrapping around the tyrant's arms from all corners, trying to slow down the speed of his punch and buy himself some time.

The thorns wrapped around the arm, and they were immediately pulled by a huge force, and quickly broke in two, without the slightest effect of blocking.

The blocking of dozens of vines still had no effect, and this punch could be described as extremely domineering.

Looking at the fists that were getting closer and closer, Chenyang had no choice but to hold the Cangmu Tang Knife with both hands, the blade was mixed with the shadow spiritual power and the Wood Emperor spiritual power, and the convergence of the two spiritual powers made the lethality of the Tang Dao reach its peak in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Chenyang raised the Tang knife with both hands, and slashed out at the swinging heavy punch with an oblique knife, intending to fight the tyrant head-on.

The blade collided with the fist, making a crisp sonorous sound.

In an instant, the winner was decided.

Chenyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew backwards a few meters, and the Cangmu Tang knife in his hand flew out and smashed heavily on the ground.

In this fight, Chenyang lost, and lost very completely.

At the moment of the collision just now, the power of the tyrant increased again in an unbelievable way, to a point where the morning sun could not resist.

However, at that juncture, Chenyang couldn't dodge at all, so he could only catch this punch hard, and the only means of protection was only to create a layer of bark phantom on the surface, barely buffering part of the strength, so that Chenyang's injuries were lightened a little.

"Ahem!"

On the street, Chenyang couldn't help coughing twice, spit out two mouthfuls of blood in his mouth again, and endured the severe pain and got up from the ground again.

With a hard stretch of his right hand, he grabbed the Cangmu Tang Knife that flew back, and used the Wood Spirit Healing Technique to barely heal some of the injuries on his body.

However, after defeating Chenyang with one punch, the tyrant seemed to realize that Chenyang's strength was not as good as his own, and took a step forward, met Chenyang again, and blasted out with a clenched fist.

This punch made it clear that he would not give Chenyang a chance to breathe, and wanted to kill the guy who suddenly appeared in front of him and had mysterious abilities in the pressure little by little.