Chapter 115: Retreat

Zimo nodded towards Xuanyuan Xiaoyi, and everyone put the hope of victory on him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He can't lose.

Feeling the rapid recovery of the strength in his body, Zang Feng was held tighter by him, and as long as he did not fall, he could continue to fight.

Boom.

As if there was a huge explosion, all the attacks pounced on the woman's bloody eyes, and the figure of the woman's bloody eyes slowly appeared.

Zimo stared at the woman's blood-eyed figure, and his eyes shrank again.

The woman's blood-eyed clothes weren't even dirty, as if she hadn't fought, the only difference was that her hair was messy and spread out, so that it made her look like a female ghost.

Of course, if it weren't for this change, Zimo would not even think that he had hit the woman's bloody eye.

How can it be? How can it be?

How could this woman's bloody eyes be so strong?

A tremor rose in Zimo's heart, or was it that all the primordial blood eyes were so strong? At this time, he shook Zang Feng's hand, and even sweated, if such a trick that was carefully calculated with all his might, it was impossible to even hurt a woman, what else to fight?

Zimo breathed a long sigh of relief, he can't mess up, he can't mess up at this time, the fluctuations in his calm eyes regained his composure, at this time, he was extremely grateful for the three years of the training camp.

Three years of training allowed him to not lose the courage to fight even when facing such an enemy, even if he seemed to have no power to resist.

These thoughts were just fleeting, and at the moment when the woman's figure appeared, these thoughts had been abandoned by him, and he even laughed at himself in his heart, at this time, he would even be distracted.

Eyes regained composure.

What he did was very simple, the moment the woman's figure appeared, the body recovered its few natal powers, and poured into Zang Feng again, without hesitation, without hesitation, he had already rushed forward.

Combat can make people progress, and at this time, in the past, the moves of killing and fighting continued to appear in his heart, and he seemed to have an understanding in an instant.

One of the biggest criteria for judging a true warrior is to form his own style and moves with his own style.

A soldier who has just stepped into the battlefield always intentionally or unconsciously brings someone else's style and uses someone else's moves.

And only after fighting again and again can you get rid of such influences, integrate them, completely form your own fighting style, and exercise your own combat moves.

Zimo already has his own style, but he doesn't have his own moves, the hidden blade is simply used to cut people, but this moment is different.

The first form of Tibetan Feng - the ultimate.

Zimo's eyes are bright and sharp, different from the Emperor Annihilation Blade, it is a skill that matches his Emperor Annihilation Natal Comprehension, that is a natal skill, a natal skill, and the Hidden Blade Sword is just a way to use this skill.

The ultimate, it is a move that cooperates with Zang Feng and comprehends, regardless of whether there is the power of the emperor's destruction of the natal life, it can be used in battle.

After cooperating with the power of the Emperor's Destroying Natal Force, the power has become more powerful.

To put it simply, this is a knife style, Zimo may continue to improve it in future battles, and even in the end, it can form Zimo's own knife technique.

This is a knife method that really belongs to Zimo - the ultimate.

What is the ultimate?

Study, for the extreme, extreme, but also for the extreme.

Zimo's knife is very simple, it is just such a pure and pure pursuit of killing the enemy as quickly as possible.

Zang Feng drew a half-arc, drawing a half-moon silver glow, bringing up a fluctuation similar to scales, a move that looked beautiful, but with a thick killing intent, it slashed heavily at the woman's bloody eyes.

Her daughter's bloody eyes had just reacted from the round of bombardment just now, and the ultimate had already beckoned to her, and this move hit her again.

I think it will work this time.

Soon, Zimo's heart sank and he was disappointed again.

Is this all right? If so, the enemy stands there and asks you to fight, you can't even fight to death, what else to fight?

The woman's bloody eyes didn't move, she stared at Zimo, and then suddenly her body trembled, and the indifference she looked just now completely disappeared, and a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out of her mouth.

A hideous wound appeared from her body, and her body trembled. For Bloody Eyes, it seems that blood is the most precious, and although their self-healing power is amazing, they are built on the abundance of blood.

And losing too much blood hurts them the most.

Seeing this scene, Zimo finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was not as imagined, it was really invulnerable, as long as she could hurt her, there would still be a chance.

The wounds on the woman's bloody eyes are slowly healing, but obviously she has been greatly injured, taking advantage of your illness and asking for your life, Zimo will not stupidly wait for the woman's bloody eyes to recover.

The hidden blade was pressing step by step, and the sharp killing machine was wanton, but it was easily dodged by the woman, after all, just now, it was difficult to hit the woman with the unexpected and ordinary attack.

Zimo was not discouraged, he keenly noticed that the woman's face was getting paler and paler, and it was becoming more and more difficult to dodge.

This is normal, after all, the woman is already injured and she has a baby in her arms.

From the beginning, the battle was not fair, the strength of the women was strong, but she did not take theirs to heart in the first place.

There are no ants in the eyes of the eagle, even if these ants are a group, but she is afraid that she did not expect that Zimo and these people can force her to this step.

Zimo's state is also not good, although he has the natal power of healing to help him recover in his body, but this is just to support him not to fall down immediately.

The weakness of his body almost made him not want to move a finger.

But he knew that he couldn't stop, and once he stopped, he would no longer have the strength to continue fighting.

The hidden blade continued to attack the woman, and at this time it was unknown if it was his willpower that was holding on, or if his body's instinct was supporting him to continue fighting.

Can't stop, can't stop.

"Ahh Damn boy. ”

At this time, the woman's bloody eyes have been beaten out of the real fire, and at this time, there is no doubt that this battle has changed, either you die or I live. It would be strange if such a woman would let them go.

The woman's bloody eyes were also unable to advance or retreat at this time, originally thought that it was just a few ants that could be pinched to death later, but who knew that she could force her to this step.

If she hadn't always had this mentality, she wouldn't have gotten to this point.

The virus infected with the bloody eye is not only changing people's bodies, but also seems to be slowly changing their personalities, and at the same time making them slowly adapt to their identity.

Even if an ordinary person has mastered a powerful power in an instant, he still won't have the mentality of a master at that time.

And the original bloody eye, almost instantly, developed a high-minded mentality, and regarded humans as ants.

Of course, the only difference is the combat experience, the woman's bloody eye fighting method is extremely simple, that is, simply using her life, patting, beating, even if she adds the reason that she has a baby in her arms, she can't hide the weakness of her combat experience.

Of course, she doesn't seem to need much experience, and she's just going to have absolute strength.

But in the end, it was Yuzi who took advantage of her weakness and forced her to this point.

Wow wow.

The baby in the woman's arms cried louder, she glanced at the baby in her arms, and said lovingly, "The baby doesn't cry, mom will go find you something to eat." ”

Then as soon as she stepped forward, she walked dozens of meters, and a cold voice came, "Count yourself lucky today, let you go." Next time, you won't have that luck. ”