"Damn it!" Holding his broken arm, Yinhu roared wildly and rushed backwards. Then it wasn't until he ran about two or three hundred meters that he stopped with a vigilant face.

"Hehe, it seems that this illusion is indeed like a copy of the game, all changes and development can only be evidenced by the memories in my mind, and expressions or things that I don't have in my memory are impossible." Looking at Yinhu not far away, Zhou Yulong nodded thoughtfully. Now Yinhu's appearance and expression are exactly the same as the expression he had when his arm was cut off by Monk Qingyuan that day. It follows that even though the content of the illusion can change according to his movements, those changes must be based on the memories in his mind. Just like Yin Hu's expression now, it is only one of Zhou Yulong's memories, not out of thin air.

"Next, it should be the angel potion." Approaching Yinhu step by step, Zhou Yulong looked at the man in his memory for a long time. Sure enough, after a few seconds, a trace of determination appeared on Yinhu's face, and he took out the angel potion from his body and injected it into his body.

"Interesting, Yinhu, my former enemy. Let me defeat you today. Looking at Yinhu, who had become extremely strong because of drinking the angel potion, Zhou Yulong smiled slightly, restored the two long blades into fists, and rushed towards Yinhu.

The assassination of Yinhu is an unrelenting knot in Zhou Yulong's heart. Although it is not that he regrets that he plotted to kill Yinhu, he still has a little regret that he failed to kill this unruly and powerful enemy in a dignified manner. At this moment, he can finally defeat Yinhu in the illusion world with his own strength.

"Drink"

As a memory fragment, Yin Hu certainly didn't take into account what Zhou Yulong was thinking now, he just launched an attack just like that day. With the blessing of great strength, Yin Hu's huge body was like a human tank, carrying the momentum of thunder and crashing into Zhou Yulong.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

In the blink of an eye, two figures, one large and one small, paused in the air, and then passed by. But at this moment, dozens of thunderous roars rang out between the two. Then, as if crushed by an invisible force, the entire ground sinked violently. And the stone chips all over the ground were also under the incomparably powerful fist wind, like bullets, beating the X soldiers around them into meat sauce.

"Huh, this Yinhu's force is really fucking strong." Looking at the flesh and blood stumps all over the ground, Zhou Yulong shook his fists that were a little paralyzed, and then took a deep breath. Yin Hu's combat power was reasonable, but it was unexpected.

It is reasonable to say that it is because Yin Hu's combat power is not weak, and he has been injected with angel medicine, and his combat power has increased several times, so Yin Hu's difficulty is to deal with, for sure. But fighting in person, he was still surprised by Yinhu's combat power. This man is already powerful and agile. And he is also proficient in Taijiquan, which makes his combat power beyond Zhou Yulong's expectations.

The strength of Yinhu Taijiquan is too weird, and only when it is really right, Zhou Yulong knows the terrifying nature of this martial arts master. Although his strength at this moment has surpassed Yinhu by a lot, under the mellow unloading force of Yinhu Taijiquan, Zhou Yulong often has a quarter or even half of his strength being unloaded by Yinhu elsewhere. So in this fight, he didn't take much advantage.

"You're dead, boy." Just as Zhou Yulong was pondering, Yin Hu also recovered from the turmoil of the two fists, and then roared angrily at Zhou Yulong. But at this moment, he really doesn't look very good, in terms of physical fitness, he is far inferior to Zhou Yulong's body, so when Zhou Yulong was only slightly numb in his fists, he was seriously injured, his meridians were damaged, and his mouth and nose were bleeding. However, with the help of angelic medicine, his little injury was only a breath of time, and he was healed.

"You're really strong, Yinhu. I admit that with my skills that day, there is really no way to kill you except for plotting. And if I hadn't entered the illusion with the power of reality, I'm afraid I'd still be beaten by you and run away. (After Zhou Yulong cracked the illusion, he had already recognized what reality was and what illusion was.) Therefore, he can exert all the power of reality in the illusion, without being confused by the illusion, and can only exert the power of the memory fragment at that time. Looking at Yin Hu's angry appearance, Zhou Yulong shook his head and said indifferently: "But strength is power, although you are dead, I will still let you see how strong the ant in your eyes is now." ”

With that, he slammed his right foot on the ground, and a piercing grinding sound and a huge roar sounded at the same time, and even the ground trembled slightly. And Zhou Yulong's body, like lightning, instantly tore open the distance between him and Yin Hu and rushed to Yin Hu.

"Random arrows!"

As soon as he made a move, Zhou Yulong used a killer move that he summarized from the novel. The fists danced wildly, like a sharp arrow in the sky, attacking Yinhu. And as he punched again and again, there was also a dense crash between his tendons like loosening the bowstring.

"Boom Boom"

In fact, it is said that it is a random arrow fight, but in the final analysis, it is just a random fight with both fists. But under this kind of dense attack, no matter how undisciplined the punch is, it will cause great lethality. With a muffled sound of fists hitting the flesh, Yin Hu's arms in front of him were suddenly beaten into a ball of meat sauce.

Yi Yinhu's body, which could barely resist even the "Yama" bullets, was actually hit hard in an instant under Zhou Yulong's heavy punch.

"Ahhh

Unable to parry, Yinhu roared wildly, and at the same time, his body moved, and he retreated violently. However, with his speed at the moment, how could he be compared to Zhou Yulong. I saw that he had just run less than 100 meters before he was caught up by Zhou Yulong and hit him in the chest with a punch.

"Boom-wipe card!"

A huge roar and the sound of broken bones sounded at the same time, and under Zhou Yulong's heavy punch, Yin Hu's tough chest was dented like rotten wood. And his body slammed into the walls of the base like a cannonball.

Looking at the deep pit on the wall, Zhou Yulong took a deep breath, and then muttered to himself, "Yinhu, I finally defeated you with dignity." "Although the Yinhu in front of him is fake, his strength is indeed real and there is no fraud. Therefore, he also defeated Yinhu with his own hands and broke a small knot in his heart.

"Roar! Go to hell! ”

Yinhu, who was embedded in the wall, did not lose his breath, and with the help of angelic medicine, his body returned to its original state in the blink of an eye. Then he rushed out of the wall with a rage and killed Zhou Yulong.

"Dust to dust, Yinhu, goodbye." Looking at Yinhu who rushed over, Zhou Yulong smiled indifferently, raised his right hand, and slashed at Yinhu. He has already defeated this man with his own hands, and it is time to get out of the illusion.

The right arm instantly condensed in mid-air, turned into a snow-bright long blade, and slashed at Yin Hu's head.

"Hahaha" At this moment, a sudden change occurred. Facing the sharp blade that slashed at him, Yinhu laughed wildly, then turned sideways slightly, and let the blade slash on his left shoulder. And his body, however, still rushed towards Zhou Yulong with an indomitable momentum.

"Boom"

A slight tearing sound and a huge roar sounded at the same time, and under the sharp blade of Xue Liang, half of Yin Hu's body was directly torn apart. But his right fist also hit Zhou Yulong's chest hard.

"Poof"

Yin Hu's desperate blow was not comfortable, and after this blow, the ribs in Zhou Yulong's chest made a slight bone cracking sound. The huge impact caused his internal organs to be injured instantly, and a stream of blood spurted out violently along his trachea.

"Hahaha-ha..."

Watching Zhou Yulong vomit blood, Yinhu laughed wildly. However, as his body was almost cut in two, his laughter became smaller and weaker.

The angel elixir is not an elixir, and now Yinhu has almost been cut in half from it, and the injury is so serious, even if it can be recovered, it will not be a matter of time and a half.

"Hehe, Yinhu, you are such a respectable and hateful opponent." Looking at Yinhu who fell to the ground, Zhou Yulong smiled reluctantly, then shook his head and closed his eyes.

The battle had reached such a point that no matter how much he tempered it in the illusion, there was no point in it.

After half a ring, Zhou Yulong opened his eyes. In front of him, it was the dusty room, the stench of sleeping beside him.

"It seems that my conjecture is correct, I am injured in the illusion, and it is not comfortable in reality." Touching his slightly aching chest, Zhou Yulong closed his eyes and looked inward, and then smiled bitterly. From the inner view, it seems that his body is now in its prime. And now the dull pain in his chest is also a real sign that he is injured. This paradoxical feeling allowed him to verify a conjecture he had begun with. That is, if you are injured in the illusion, the subconscious of the body will also think that you are hurt. So after waking up from the illusion, he was obviously not injured, but his body felt a dull pain. In fact, this pain is just a hypnotic effect of the illusion on his body.

It wasn't until after the half-ring that the pain in Zhou Yulong's body slowly disappeared. However, Zhou Yulong's mood did not relax because of this, but felt a trace of fear of the illusion. If you are injured in the illusion, you will feel the corresponding pain, but what if you die in the illusion?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yulong couldn't help but shudder. He didn't want to get the answer himself.

"Ahh

Just when Zhou Yulong's heart was palpitating, a miserable scream suddenly reached Zhou Yulong's ears from the distant city. The piercing wail was like the best brain-waking agent, instantly forcing Zhou Yulong's drowsiness completely.