Chapter 170: Golden Thighs (Ninth Shift)
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Liu Wentao and they lost their temper, but Wang Zheng couldn't.
Is the danger now lifted?
No, only three or so fierce beasts were damaged, and when they reacted from the chaos, they would beat themselves up.
"Opportunity ......"
Wang Zheng moved, holding the Nepalese saber and pounced, and the object was the three iron-armored fanged beasts that stopped their bodies. Solve them before they can get a big contrast.
【Speed (small)】Wang Zheng is the first time to use it, only to increase the speed by 30%, but Wang Zheng's speed has always been very impressive, and under the continuous accumulation, with this speed aura, Wang Zheng's speed soared to 75 meters per second, almost dragging out an afterimage.
Wang Zheng made an instant move, grabbed the huge fangs of one of the iron-armored fanged beasts, and his left arm burst out with all his strength, forcibly lifting the head of this iron-armored fanged beast, allowing it to expose the lower part of its neck.
What is the weakness of the Ironclad Fanged Beast?
Its whole body was covered by heavy scale armor, and Wang Zheng was sure that the Nepalese saber in his hand could not cut through its scale armor at once.
To deal with them, what Wang Zheng needs is a quick battle, really fight slowly, and wait until the iron-armored fanged beast that has just fallen out stands up, which is another troublesome matter.
"Poof!"
The Nepalese saber that Wang Zheng bought with a lot of money fully reflects its value.
The sixth-level excellent quality rune Nepalese saber, its sharpness, under Wang Zheng's great force, was easily sent into the neck of the iron-armored fanged beast that was raised by Wang Zheng to expose its neck, and there was no stabbing under it. Holding the saber, Wang Zheng could also feel the rhythm of the iron-armored fanged beast's powerful arteries.
As soon as the saber was drawn, a stream of blood spurted out.
The next moment, Wang Zheng's left hand loosened, allowing the iron-armored fanged beast to fall, struggling frantically on the street.
In the next second, Wang Zheng was in front of another iron-armored fanged beast, although this one was prepared, but its movements were not as good as Wang Zheng's, and in a flick of its head, the Nepalese saber in its hand cut through, and a bloody mark was cut on the weak part of its neck.
This iron-armored fanged beast was in pain, and in the scream, Wang Zheng made a mistake, and the second knife arrived, and in the same position, it directly cut its neck into one-third.
After solving the two iron-armored fanged beasts, the third iron-armored fanged beast reacted, its hooves scraping the old street, and its head lowered, just towards Wang Zheng. It's just that it didn't expect that a pool of blood on the ground made it slip, so it slipped on the ground without any grace and slid towards Wang Zheng.
Wang Zheng's large [lucky] is still playing a role, and its mistakes are also expected by Wang Zheng.
While Liu Wentao and the others were dumbfounded, the Nepalese saber in Wang Zheng's hand decisively cut the neck of the iron-armored tusked beast that had slid over uncontrollably, and then regardless of its terrible roar, the person stomped his feet and moved more than ten meters away.
"This ...... This ......"
If it was a shock just now, the impact on them now is not weak.
Why is it that the sixth-level iron-armored fanged beast is also a famous fierce beast, but at this moment, it is like a weak chicken, let Wang Zheng kill it?
Looking at Wang Zheng's appearance, it seems that it is simpler than killing chickens.
How not to make them stunned by this scene?
Wang Zheng didn't stop, more than a dozen iron-armored fanged beasts, and now they are only half of the solution.
The iron-armored fanged beasts that had just tumbled and smashed into the buildings on either side of the street were now struggling with a snort, crushing with a head of dust. The dust flying in the sky made them subconsciously close their eyes.
And then?
They felt their fangs being grasped, and then a huge force came, and they forcibly raised their heads, and the cold in their necks, and then the sharp pain that followed, made them go crazy, like headless flies, and pounded here frantically.
The madness of the last passing of life is the constant breaking of the load-bearing pillars of the buildings on both sides of the street, making these buildings crumble.
Under the tuba [borrowing strength], Wang Zheng's strength is not weaker than them, and his speed is even more explosive, and under their mistakes, he easily harvests their lives.
More than a dozen iron-armored fanged beasts, in just a few minutes before and after, all of them were cut by Wang Zheng's neck.
When Wang Zheng stood on the street, in Liu Wentao's eyes, it completely changed. I'm afraid that if a strong man comes, he can't be so good, so crazy, so impactful, and so ...... Scared to death you don't pay for your life.
More than a dozen sixth-level iron-armored fanged beasts, but like chickens, they didn't even have the strength to resist, so they were solved by the captain.
Wang Zheng shook the blood on the Nepalese saber and looked at the three-headed iron-armored fanged beast at the beginning.
Strictly speaking, among the iron-armored fanged beasts whose necks were cut off by Wang Zheng, there was absolutely no share of these three heads. The first and second heads were stabbed to death by fangs, and the third head, with a strong impact, may have been unexpected, or for some reason, its neck was twisted and broken, and it had been out of breath for a long time.
The whole street was littered with the corpses of iron-armored fanged beasts, and Wang Zheng stood up like a god of war.
The rumbling sound didn't have much impact on the surroundings, at least not yet, it hadn't attracted too many fierce beasts to arrive.
"What are you still stunned about, why don't you come down and deal with it?"
Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and shouted.
Liu Wentao and the others woke up like a dream, jumped down from the tall building one by one, and then surrounded Wang Zheng. If this isn't a dream, this is so amazing, it's just a big deal for Niu B, such a captain, the entire Chinese District, don't ...... The whole world is absolutely unique.
When they first joined the team, they thought that Wang Zheng was arrogant, but now that they have seen Wang Zheng's magic again and again, they don't think so anymore.
In the world, there will always be some demons that cannot be understood by common sense.
Since you can't become a demon, then find a demon to be your friend, and he will cover you for the rest of your life.
Now Liu Wentao and the others have discovered that Wang Zheng is a golden thigh with golden light, as long as he takes it, do they still have to worry about glory and wealth in this life?
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Wang Zheng sat on the roof of the building, just after a tear down, the outbreak of instant oppression, but now he is a little tired.
Simply, rest in place.
asked for a pack of cigarettes from Chen Lili, and Wang Zheng wanted to smoke one for the first time.
In fact, just now, in the street, who could see Wang Zheng's hand holding the Nepalese saber trembling violently? In the face of this group of roaring iron-armored fanged beasts, Wang Zheng is not a strong man or a god, how can he not be afraid?
To put it bluntly, Wang Zheng is gambling on the effect of [luck].
This kind of bet, if it goes wrong, these fangs will make Wang Zheng something, what is called piercing the heart, and what is called penetrating the heart.
Faced with this kind of possible failure and piercing result, Wang Zheng was of course afraid.
But no matter how scared he was, Wang Zheng still did it.
Fortunately, it was successful in the end, and this [luck] is really amazing.
Lighting a cigarette, Wang Zheng gasped too hard, and kept coughing, only feeling that this cigarette was really not much, why did so many people like it?
Liu Wentao: They wanted to laugh, but no one dared.
The pressure on Wang Zheng is too great for them now, and the inhuman performance makes them feel awe, and they have long agreed with it in their hearts. At this moment, many people have already made a decision to see when they will remove their status as a temporary worker?
What freedom, what doesn't sign a formal martial arts contract, all of them,,, die.
This kind of captain, this kind of team doesn't sign, and the head is kicked, right?
"Hadron, send me the image."
Wang Zheng opened the martial arts terminal and shouted, and after a while, Sun Qiang passed on the previous shooting.
I just spent a million tattoo power, how can I earn it back? If Sun Qiang shoots everything, naturally the content in it can prove his name again, and the title of Lucky Emperor is not called in vain.
After receiving it, Wang Zheng took a closer look, and I have to say that he was also shocked by his god-like performance.
Cough...... It's a bit too much to say that it's like a god, how do you look at yourself as a fool, it's like being scared stupid. The god-like performance should be the iron-armored fanged beasts, and even Wang Zheng watched it, and some thought that these iron-armored fanged beasts were not actors invited by himself.
The first thought, even Wang Zheng couldn't cry or laugh, it was really a bit fake.
How much more rebellious does this take...... Oh, is it the luck of the flying sky that will cause the collective collapse of this kind of dozen iron-armored tusked beasts?
"Whatever, what he wants is the topic, and what he wants is their argument." Wang Zheng grinned, but he still had to make some cuts, such as removing the part of killing the iron-armored fanged beast later, Wang Zheng didn't want to expose his strength too early.
Whether you can become a strong person or not depends on your strength, not what others think.
But there is one who needs the approval of others, such as...... Lucky Emperor or something.
Sometimes, luck is more important than strength, and it is also a part of strength.
Taking advantage of the break, Wang Zheng logged in to the martial arts forum, and opened a post directly, putting his cut video on it, and @ the gods one by one. The title, there is nothing to say, it is directly put on the lucky emperor to reproduce.
Anyway, I've already posted a video before, and it's similar to this one, and it's nothing to call it Lucky Emperor.
Why do you want to send it, of course, Wang Zheng hopes that he will have high exposure, drive fame, and increase his wrinkle power.
What kind of place is the martial arts forum, there are hundreds of millions of martial artists online every day, and all kinds of things happen every minute. If you don't keep the heat up, it doesn't take much, the attention of the warriors will be diverted, and it will not be easy to get together.
After posting, Wang Zheng did not wander around the forum this time, but retreated, opened the electronic map, and stared at the map in contemplation. It's already the second day, but I've only walked a few districts, and at this rate, I can't really get to the city center in five days.
In this way, it is stable, but the speed is too slow. (To be continued.) )