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Unable to see the expression under the face armor, Song Zheng naturally couldn't speculate what Lang Yan was thinking in his heart.

However, as his question came out, Lang Yan stopped moving forward, and this reflection made Song Zheng and the three of them feel hope, and they couldn't help but light up.

There is a door to the heart.

"Throw your crossbows first!"

The voice came from inside the armor, muffled, as if with a metallic echo.

After hesitating for a moment, Song Zheng was about to signal Zhou Xiaomei to throw the crossbow over, of course he didn't believe that Lang Yan could speak, and in the case that he couldn't beat the other party, he actually didn't have too many choices.

At the same time, he had quietly released his spiritual power tentacles, weaving a blockade in front of him, and quietly took a step forward.

Because he stood in front of the Zhou family's brothers and sisters, once Lang Yan made a move, the subconscious object of his action would most likely be him.

And with the spiritual power tentacles as the first wave of defense, he felt that even if he couldn't block Lang Yan's fist, he could weaken most of the attack power, so that he wouldn't lose his combat effectiveness like the duo, so maybe there was still hope of escaping, although this hope seemed relatively slim.

"Throw the crossbow over. Song Zheng said.

Zhou Xiaomei's expression was struggling, she liked this crossbow too much, although she hadn't shot a single arrow, but just the feeling of holding it in her hand, as well as the peace of mind brought by the improvement of combat effectiveness, had already made her fall in love with this crossbow, and she didn't want to let go.

But she was not stupid, knowing that Song Zheng must have his plans, and in the face of Lang Yan's strength, the three of them had no other choice.

So despite her reluctance, she still chose to listen to Song Zheng's words and hand over the crossbow.

Gently unloading the arrows on the crossbow, Zhou Xiaomei was about to throw the crossbow back to Lang Yan.

At this moment, a weak shout interrupted the process of returning.

"Don't believe him! He's lying to you! He's running out of energy!"

was originally a peaceful situation, but because of the appearance of this sentence, the situation changed abruptly.

Zhou Xiaomei's hand stopped, Song Zheng's expression changed from stunned to clear, Zhou Jianming's wrist flipped up, and the flying knife could be shot at any time.

It was the fat man who said this by leaning on the pillar, and I don't know when, the thin man also climbed to his side, and the two of them leaned side by side on a pillar.

Looking at their faces, they didn't recover much, they still looked seriously injured and weak.

It would take a lot of courage for them to dare to say this, even if what they said was true.

After all, even if Lang Yan needed to recover his strength, his state was a thousand times that of the two of them, and it was not too easy to reflexively kill them.

Could it be that they were counting on Song Zheng and the others?

Would Song Zheng really believe what the fat man said?

Song Zheng didn't have full faith, but he planned to give it a try.

A tentacle flew out in an instant, heading straight for Lang Yan's choked throat.

This person is wrapped in armor, and it may not be easy to pierce the armor, so I can only try to tie him up.

Just because the iron can is as difficult to start as it is doesn't mean that there is no way to deal with him, limiting his movements, locking his joints, and often having excellent results against opponents with strong defense.

It's just that before the spiritual power tentacles touched the surface of the armor, Lang Yan disappeared from the spot with a snap.

Then he appeared in front of the fat man and smashed it down with a punch, hitting the fat man in the head!

Finish!

Zhou Xiaomei didn't dare to look at it, and closed her eyes tightly, lest she see the tragic situation of ** bursting.

Even Song Zheng and Zhou Jianming swallowed a mouthful of saliva and felt a chill in their hearts.

They could see that there was some truth in what the fat man said, and this time Lang Yan's speed had decreased.

But even if it drops a little, such a speed is still completely unattainable for them. It's too late to block, it's too late to dodge, and you can't even move the key points!

So, the fat man was hit in the head.

Of course, the hard armor includes gloves, no matter how hard the fat man's head is, it will have to be smashed!

"Haha! You've been fooled!"

However, they didn't see the ** splash scene, but they heard the fat man's excited voice.

I looked over in amazement, and saw that above the fat man's head, I don't know when a kitchen knife appeared, blocking between the fist and the skull.

It was the kitchen knife that the fat man had taken out to use as a weapon before, and the one with a silver star pattern on it.

Song Zheng: They were all surprised.

"A kitchen knife...... Blocking his fist?"

Zhou Xiaomei asked the doubts in the hearts of the three of them.

But unfortunately there is no one to answer them.

Looking at the fat man's smiling face, it was obvious that this was his premeditated action, and it was obviously not just as simple as blocking it.

"Black Demon God Lang Yan! Do you think we will kill you without doing an investigation? That is too idiotic! Your black evil armor is powerful, but it may not be without restraining your existence! Now you should feel it, aren't you terrified? Hahahaha!"

The fat man was obviously a broken mouth, and as soon as he gained the upper hand, he immediately began to compare wildly, although how he gained the upper hand, Song Zheng and the others couldn't see it at all.

But I also know that he shouldn't be talking nonsense.

This question was quickly solved by Lang Yan himself.

Lang Yan was pulling out his hand vigorously! But his hand seemed to be glued to the kitchen knife, and he couldn't pull it out.

And the kitchen knife seems to be stuck to the fat man's hand and skull, and it can't be separated.

"Look, the stars on the kitchen knife have moved!"

Zhou Xiaomei's eyes were good, and she was the first to find the clue.

On top of the kitchen knife on top of the fat man's head, the originally stationary circle of silver stars had slowly turned, and as they turned, the fat man's laughter became louder and more hearty.

And Lang Yan no longer pulls out his hand, but uses his other hand and feet to constantly attack the fat man, as if he wants to force the fat man to take the initiative to let go of the kitchen knife, or simply beat the fat man to death!

However, a layer of black evil qi appeared on the fat man's body, helping the fat man resist Lang Yan's attack.

"Why does this fat man also use black evil?" Zhou Xiaomei asked in surprise.

"I understand!" Zhou Jianming said, "The fat man's kitchen knife is weird! it absorbs Lang Yan's ability!"

Song Zheng nodded, Zhou Jianming's guess was very accurate, and through spiritual perception, he could see more details.

"It's not absorbing ability, it's absorbing evil qi, Lang Yan can't hold it for too long, but the fat man can't absorb more, whoever can hold out until the other party falls, who is the winner!" Song Zheng said.