"Come on!"

Wu Zhen held his breath and condensed, the bones of his whole body exploded, and the tenth-level aura circulated in his body, suppressing all the injuries, he needed enough explosions, as an evolutionary of strength ability, he could only rely on his own strength, the strongest move? No, he doesn't have such a move, Wang. Ce has planned a route for him that is most suitable for the evolution of his body, and his body is the strongest. Burst out the power of the whole body, this is Wu Zhen's strongest attack.

In order to kill the sniper, Wu Zhen paid a great price, and these almost piercing wounds all over his body proved that the assassin's attack penetration was too strong, and his body was cut into thousands of holes after only a few minutes of resistance, and the current assassin is the strongest state, and the lethality of his strongest move is definitely several levels higher than that of Xuelong's attack.

In the small and tough blood, bright red blood flowed everywhere, rushing, squeezing the flesh and blood near the wound, forming a thin arch, these arches temporarily sealed the wound, and the blood no longer flowed, although the cold energy attached to the wound slowed down the recovery speed, but with this layer of protection, his combat effectiveness would recover a lot.

The assassin is almost the strongest state, Wu Zhen paid a certain price in order to kill several other people, and the gap between the levels was narrowed by his injury, and now, the strength of the two is about the same, and it is not obvious who wins and who loses.

The falling snow suddenly stopped, and the howling wind suddenly stopped!

In mid-air, a cloud of snow gathered together, floating quietly, and opposite, a dark cyan mass of material continued to compress and finally condensed into a ball.

On one side is the energy of the snow, and on the other side is the wind.

In winter, the wind and snow are the best companions, they often come out together, galloping between heaven and earth, and now, the two energies are captured by the Assassins, each in a group, far away from each other. No one knows what will happen next!

Wu Zhen looked at the air in a daze, he suddenly understood the assassin's thoughts, the wind and snow originally appeared at the same time, but now because of the special ability of the assassin. He has this power to separate them, and the two masses of energy after separation look very unusual, Wu Zhen has already tried their strength, and it is very strong.

The mere wind can form a powerful hammer, and it can also form other weapons. No matter what kind of weapon it is, Wu Zhen knows very well that the attack power will not be weak, and it is estimated that it is similar to that of the air hammer, and the simple snow is also, the spinning snow dragon, the snow ball, the ubiquitous blade, this is the power of snow, now. The Assassin put these two terrifying energies in mid-air to fuse them! A single wind or snow is terrifyingly powerful, and what can be done in one?

Snort!

The wheal stretched out a thread, and the snow spread out a crystal line. The moment the two touched, the air clicked like a lit dead grass.

The wind and snow touched each other, and the two clouds of energy in mid-air continued to merge. A round openwork snowball is formed.

Whistling wind blades and sharp snow blades chased inside the snowball, extremely fast, each time they approached the shell. Restrained by the seemingly fragile shell of the snowball, through the countless small holes on the snowball, Wu Zhen saw the scene inside and couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp. There are almost a thousand blades in there. Fall all on him, I'm afraid it will stab him into a sieve.

"Are you really ready?"

The assassin asked, holding the snowball in a false tale, smiling.

Sting! Sting!

The snowball suddenly shrank, from a radius of one meter to half a meter, and the space decreased, but the number of blades inside did not decrease. They move noticeably faster, are disorganized, and the power they carry on each stem is even more terrifying. The energy leaking from the small hole in the snowball caused a change in the surroundings, and the snow around the assassin seemed to have been swept by something, turning into even finer snow powder, and the soil under the ground could not bear it, and shattered piece by piece.

These blades have been compressed to the limit, and the speed and strength have all reached the extreme, and the attack power of a single handle may not be high enough, and it will not add up to the same, such a number will almost exceed the bottom line that the assassin can control, and if it does not explode, it may be the assassin who dies.

Click!

Wu Zhen suddenly felt a cold stomach, as if he had been hollowed out.

Boom!

An explosion sounded on Wu Zhen's body.

When I looked down, a circular blood hole appeared in my abdomen, and some internal organs were also blown up, and the fragments mixed with blood flowed out.

"Ahem...... Ahem! ”

Wu Zhen coughed violently, his mouth was full of blood, the pain was still secondary, he couldn't feel the existence of his abdomen, which made him very painful, which was equivalent to losing the sense of his body below the abdomen, he trembled and covered his bloody abdomen with his hands, a fart. The stock fell and sat down.

"Deng Ganzhu's attack is not so easy to block."

The assassin glanced at Wu Zhen's abdomen and said regretfully. With such an injury on his body, it is impossible to overcome himself.

Wu Zhen sat on the ground, panting in pain. Still, he was careless, the bamboo pole man's attack was able to lurk for a while, and it happened to burrow into the deepest wound on his body, such an outbreak almost destroyed his abdomen, and the battle with the assassin was destined to turn into a fierce battle. The Assassin thought he didn't have much fighting power left, but he knew very well about his body, he wasn't there yet, and his body wasn't as fragile as other beings of the same level.

The assassin held the snowball and approached step by step, and suddenly, he saw a very strange piece of flesh in the blood in front of Wu Zhen's body, he had never seen a flesh of that shape before.

Syllable!

When Wu Zhen was still five or six meters away, the assassin stopped, staring at the pieces of minced flesh in his blood, his face cloudy.

The minced meat is part of Wu Zhen's lungs that were blown up, the color is brighter red than the lobes of ordinary humans, and the volume is smaller, but the efficiency is higher, and it can also store a certain amount of air, assisting Wu Zhen to hold his breath for a while, just looking at the minced meat for a few times, the assassin naturally can't see these things, but even if the piece of minced meat is separated from Wu Zhen's body, it still looks extremely rejuvenated, which makes the assassin a little cringe.

He didn't know what it was, it made him feel strange and afraid, although he was not very familiar with the various organs of the human body, but every organ was known, and he had never seen anything about the shape of the minced meat that fell from Wu Zhen's body in other people.

This may mean that there are mutations, many mutations are failures, once successful, it can be called evolution, that is the jump of the essence of life, is this piece of minced meat the body tissue evolved by Wu Zhen? Evolution represents a change in strength, and the assassin has always wondered how this person has weak ability, how can he become a tenth level, and his combat effectiveness is not weak, it seems that he has produced a different evolution.

The assassin decided to be cautious, did not come any closer, aimed at Wu Zhen, and threw the snowball in his hand. (To be continued.) )