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It's just that Fang Zheng wants to go, but someone doesn't let Fang Zheng go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The luck accumulated before info seems to have run out.,At this time, Fang Zheng walked out.,But before leaving.,,Ran into someone who had been dodged by himself once.。 "Founder!" There was surprise in the scream, Ma Dang didn't expect that his gang would surround and suppress a fleeing hidden assassin, and they would actually wait for Fang Zheng. The Chosen of each world has its own set of ways of survival, just like the Chosen One of their mirror worlds, they can not fight the powerful natives, and they can also be pitted because of impulse, but they can't be angry with the people who are also the Chosen One, especially the people who make them angry are still the Chosen One of the earth. After his cousin was killed and his missions were repeatedly pitted, Madang and his friends are actively looking for Fangzheng's whereabouts. Now, when Madang locked on to Fangzheng, the other five Mirror World Chosen Ones present directly sealed all of Fangzheng's retreat with great speed, and the Golden Templars quickly chased after him. A total of seven people surrounded Fang Zheng, more silver and bronze Templars appeared, and a large number of warriors wearing heavy armor were blocking the roads everywhere, Fang Zheng was just one person, attracting so many people to deal with him. With a slight self-deprecating smile, Fang Zheng didn't expect the situation to become like this in an instant: "I should say that it is my honor, I can let so many people work for me, or should I ......" "There is nothing that should not be, Jumping Beam Clown, after cleaning you up today, I will go to hell that old thing in the Assassin Alliance!" The Chosen One of the Mirror Worlds said, looked at Ma Dang and nodded, and of course the three of them rushed forward. Most of the Chosen ones who come to this world are the Chosen ones of the mirror world who need to be armed, and they have a variety of different ways to equip themselves with the ability to be armed. Therefore, after the three Chosen ones rushed up, Fang Zheng did not dare to relax in the slightest, their attacks were not only powerful, but their defensive power was not something they could easily deal with. It's just that Fang Zheng also thought that he was probably going to be planted, and at the same time, he heard the meaning of the other party's words. He said that he was unlucky to be surrounded by these people, but the other party said that he didn't have such a big face, and after cleaning himself up, he had to deal with even more powerful ones. Although Fang Zheng has no habit of conceit, he is not a person who looks down on himself. Don't say much, it's the record of your own hands, it's definitely not a cat or a dog that can talk about it casually, so there is no doubt that since today's people who are so fierce are just foils, who is the person who is surrounded and suppressed? And not to mention anything else, it is the other party's attitude of looking down on himself, but Fang Zheng thinks it's very good. To look down on oneself is to despise oneself, according to the arrogant attitude of people in the mirror world, looking down on oneself means ignoring one's own strength, so isn't this your own opportunity? Thinking of this, Founder already has a plan. The holy sword in his hand burst out with ten times the strength, and Fang Zheng retreated to let the positions of the three people who rushed up stagger with his own, trying to face only one enemy at the same time, and at the same time facing this person. Feeling that the strength of the other party was almost the same compared to ten times that of the other party, Fang Zheng was surprised in his heart that after these people broke out, they really had enough strength to be proud of, but they also saw the hope of getting out of themselves. "Be careful, this kid is not weak!" He and Fang Zheng's Chosen One roared against the sword, making Fang Zheng laugh in his heart that he had only used half of his strength. However, Fang Zheng was obviously happy too early, the three of them fought with Fang Zheng, and they could not be surrounded under Fang Zheng's deliberate dodge, and among the remaining Chosen One, the strongest Ma Dang no longer continued to spend time with Fang Zheng, but directly joined the battle. "The power of a cow!" The armament on Ma Dang's body erupted with a strong red glow, and at the familiar scene of seeing the ox-shaped mark rushing into Ma Dang's body, Fang Zheng immediately burst out fifteen times his speed and strength, and at the same time as Ma Dang's seemingly opposite sword, his speed skyrocketed! Twenty times faster! Twenty times the power! Seeing that it was about to collide with Madang, Fang Zheng suddenly bypassed Madang, and after the wind element value exploded three times, the holy sword burst out with a brilliance that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the holy sword was like the scythe of death passing through the neck of the Chosen One who faced the sword for the first time. When the huge head flew up in the air and had not yet landed, Fang Zheng's speed did not decrease, and the whirlwind sword technique was used, and the holy sword was like an all-breaking light sword under the huge power, directly cutting through half of the body of the other Chosen One, but the last sword was too late to split, not only the remaining Chosen One made a quick reaction, but also Ma Dang, who had axe splitting the air, took advantage of the momentum to rotate his body and turn towards Fang Zheng behind. Fang Zheng, who had stopped his hand, didn't let the last piece of the Whirlwind Sword Technique come out, and it was enough to be able to kill the two Chosen One, make them tense when they were careless and nervous, and create an opportunity for themselves. Catching the speed that was about to disappear at this time, Fang Zheng quickly jumped to the window next to him, and after climbing to the roof three times and two times, he saw that the Chosen One below jumped straight to his feet, but he couldn't catch up with him, Fang Zheng was about to make an arrogant gesture but saw the head of the Golden Templar below, and a black figure fell on it. From the front, I have been wondering if the way my gang fights is too rough? Although he has always been committed to making the combat more gorgeous, it doesn't seem to be of any greater use. In his own opinion, gorgeous means tedious, and the battle of life and death cannot tolerate his own cumbersomeness. But now, Fang Zheng finally knows what kind of battle is the perfect battle he imagined. The trench coat behind him fluttered gently in the wind, the hood covered the bottom of the upper half of his face, and although the white mustache was a little old, the person in the air rotated slightly, and the hidden blade under his left hand suddenly stabbed out from the sleeve. As if holding the man, the old man sent his Hidden Blade behind the guard. The right hand pointed at the Golden Templar, the telescopic crossbow arrow stretched out behind the back of the hand opened, and a short arrow flew towards the Golden Templar like a meteor, and the Golden Templar casually tilted his head to dodge, but the screams of his own people came from behind him, making the Templar's face ugly, this arrow was actually not for himself, but for the people behind him! "You cunning old fox, today, I will judge you on behalf of justice!" The Templar roared in rage, and the sword in his hand slashed at the old Assassin in front of him. There was no answer, the old assassin just turned slightly, as if he was walking in the clouds, as if he had jumped out of a nimble waltz, although he was old, his pace was erratic, and he did not fight hard with the person in front of him. Although the old assassin landed, he had no intention of fighting directly, but snapped his fingers, and the three assassins who had already been ambushed in the air fell from the surroundings after blowing their whistles at the same time. The movements of the three assassins were uniform, and when they landed, they directly stabbed the two people below, and the well-dressed warriors, who seemed to be naked prostitutes in front of the assassins, fell directly with just a casual movement. For the old Assassins and Templars in the battlefield, they did not have the slightest idea of reasoning, but did one thing with all their heart. That's the harvest...... This was the first time Fang Zheng had seen the fighting style of the Assassins, to be precise, it was a more elegant way of fighting when he saw the real Assassins. When the Hidden Arrow under the Assassin's wrist appeared, you thought they would get closer? As a result, the assassin's hand was raised, and the sleeve arrow behind his hand looked like +15 crossbow arrows, and the helmet made of steel was pierced in front of him like papier-mâché, and in the blink of an eye, the warriors rushing around him had already fallen a piece. The assassins were all indifferent, and after killing people, they directly grabbed the bulge of the building next to them and left directly. After seeing this scene at this time, Fang Zheng was a little dumbfounded, the fighting style of these people is so elegant, thinking about the chic comparison he had tried his best to create before compared to them, it was simply a dumpling and a lump of earth. It's rough, it's too rough! Looking at the old Assassin again, Fang Zheng thought that the other party must have flagged and ran, no, the other party had no idea of leaving at all, and began to deal with the Templars. Seeing that the old assassin was so arrogant and killed all the soldiers who approached him in an instant, one of the Chosen Ones in the mirror world rushed forward unconvinced, and seeing this, the Templars exclaimed, "Don't be reckless! "For the Templars, this Chosen One in the mirror world is not a serious thing to do. With strong armament and such powerful strength, he can't even handle an old man, isn't it waste? So the Chosen One stood tall and saw it, and without fifteen times his strength, the armor that couldn't even break the opponent's defense directly met the old assassin. The thick cavalry spear in his hand stabbed out, and there seemed to be a huge pressure in the air, which made people feel depressed at the same time, Fang Zheng was frightened, this shot, he touched it, and if he couldn't dodge, he would die! But the old assassin tilted his body indifferently for this shot, dodging the attack as if he was taking a leisurely stroll, and then suddenly burst out with speed, although this speed was not as terrifying as Fang Zheng's twenty times the speed, but it was also about thirteen times, and in an instant it was close to his enemy, and the old assassin's hidden blade rushed to the opponent's throat. "Hmph, this trick didn't work for me!" Although the reaction is not as good as that of the old assassin, but in the heart of this Chosen One of the mirror worlds, he already knew that he probably wanted to assassinate himself against the sarcasm of the armor, but he was very confident that his armor did not have any gaps, and even the defense on his neck was stronger, how could a mere Hidden Blade hurt himself? That's right, the old assassin also knew this, and just after the Hidden Blade attack was weak, the old assassin who suddenly withdrew flicked his backhand, and the hidden arrow on the back of his hand switched, and an arrow erupted from the small bow and crossbow. "It's useless!" For this weak attack, the Chosen One, who had already defended against the opponent's attack, had already seen the results at this time. But the next moment, the arrow hit the armor of the Chosen One, and it exploded! Sturdy armor for outstanding defense? However, the aftermath of the explosion of this arrow swept the Chosen One, and then the old assassin's left hand shot out again, and along the trajectory of the Chosen One, the arrow pierced into the face of the Chosen One, and there was a loud bombardment. This voice blew the head of the Chosen One into a rotten watermelon, and also made Fang Zheng think in his heart, wasn't it this weird explosive arrow that he was almost hit in the first place, it was actually so powerful?! After the old assassin did this, he turned around and finally spoke to the gnashing Templar behind him: "You, do you dare to transform?" "Do you want to be so handsome?! The old man's words were so powerful that they really spoke to the heart of the Templar. That's right, the Templars, especially the golden ones, were so powerful because they weren't humans at all, but werewolves. However, werewolves cannot appear in human cities, especially since they become werewolves, and the impact is too bad. Although humans are only qualified to tremble under the power of werewolves, the reason why werewolves dare not run rampant is because they are also afraid of humans. The strongest of the human race is like the old assassin in front of him, and as soon as the werewolf appears, they can launch a clearance operation. If it weren't for the fact that this was too heavy for the casualties of humans, these strong men would have had many scruples, and werewolves would not have been able to infiltrate into humans. And at this time, this old assassin was notorious, standing on the street and asking the werewolf, do you dare to transform? As long as you transform, we will turn over and become the righteous side, and if you don't change, you won't be able to beat me. For the person in front of him, the werewolf was really angry, but when this werewolf was angry, Ma Dang and the Chosen One around him stood up one after another. "My lord, leave this old thing to us, you can just watch from the side." Madang said, with great confidence in his tone. "Are you sure?" The Templars apparently did not believe it. "Don't worry, this will be a pinnacle showdown!" Speaking confidently, the bull-shaped mark in Ma Dang's body actually rushed out of his body at this time, and then spread in the air, slowly clinging to the armor on his body. A surging momentum rushed out, and the power on Ma Dang's body was constantly spreading and rising, making Fang Zheng feel a terrifying huge coercion and appear on the spot. "Hahaha, my Bull Demon King's possession, who can stop it!" Roaring loudly, the cold Ma Dang in his eyes had no respect for the werewolf at this time: "My lord, if you can, I hope you can help us solve that kid, otherwise even if it is a battle, we will not feel at ease." "And he will leave it to me!" The Templars were very unhappy with Madang's tone, but thinking of the battle in which they could let go, the Templars were more willing to exchange in their hearts: "But you need to hold me for half a minute, and I'll go change my look." "The Templars are talking about transforming into werewolves, of course." I'm going to delay him. When the Chosen One heard this, his heart moved, and instead of fighting the dangerous old assassin here, it was better to delay Fangzheng. And when they were acting, Fang Zheng was not a fool, how could he not escape from such a dangerous thing? But just as the footsteps were raised, the task prompt in my ear stopped anyway. "Find your creed!" There was no hint in this mission, just this sentence, which made Fang Zheng a little overwhelmed. Own creed? What about the hint? No? What is this bird quest? Just when Fang Zheng stopped, the Chosen One, who was ignored by Fang Zheng, had already chased Fang Zheng's surroundings. Since he dares to say that he is entangled, he is a person with the ability, and the reason why this Chosen One is not afraid of the speed anyway is that his speed can also explode to fifteen times. If he had known that alternating fifteen and twenty times had given him the illusion at that time, he would have regretted his decision. And when Fang Zheng was face to face with the other party, a few of the assassins around him observed the battlefield, probably because the old assassin told him that Fang Zheng was also his own person, especially his own person who had assassinated the big man, and wanted to come over to help. But after seeing the behavior of several people, Fang Zheng suddenly stretched out his hand to stop: "No! It's my own battle! "That's right, standing on a high place and seeing the assassins of the Assassin Alliance, fighting to the death with the surrounding warriors, Fang Zheng suddenly understood the meaning of the mission. These people are fighting for the conviction in their hearts, for the creed in the mouth of the old assassin, that is, the president of the Chengxi Assassin Alliance, why not fight for their own hearts. That's right, it's a creed, but it's a belief in your heart. Joseph was willing to die for the sake of mankind and his son, and he rescued himself, not to get his own reward, but to hope that he could live and work hard for the future of mankind. It's a pity that I'm not from this world, but this doesn't prevent me from still being the square of this world at this time, and I have a membership of the League of Assassins to work hard for humanity. "I don't know why I have this kind of mission, but my credo is simple, I just do what I want to do. Joseph deserves my respect, so I will not refuse to give my strength when I have the ability to help the other person. Now, let me use the werewolf in front of me to give you a ride! Fang Zheng said, his eyes becoming more and more determined. For the Chosen One in front of him, Fang Zheng didn't care about the other party, and the werewolf after him was the one he needed to deal with, thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help laughing. Madonna, is that the pinnacle showdown? This should also be the highest level duel between the Chosen and the natives in this world, without twenty times the speed and strength, I really don't know how to defeat the other party. "What are you laughing at? Death is on the verge of death, and you can still laugh? Suddenly, Fangzheng's smile was interrupted by the person in front of him. Alas, it's you who are dying, you're unlucky, so let me try it before your extreme strength and speed disappear. A phantasm flashed, a simple stab, the proud speed of the Chosen One fell, and the werewolf, in the midst of the people's exclamations, jumped onto the roof of the house, and stood far away from Fang Zheng.