Jingling!

The chains intolerably shot the wind sword that had come in front of him.?? Bayi Chinese Net ==≤.≤ After the two collided, the wind sword was knocked away, and soon left the range of perception and disappeared.

Song Zheng didn't feel relaxed at all, not only because of a hard touch with the wind sword, which consumed a lot of mental power, but also caused an effect like a concussion. This has never happened before. That invisible wind sword could actually cause damage to mental power! It made him feel even more tricky.

Blocking the wind sword, Song Zheng turned his head and wanted to continue rushing towards the girl, but now the girl was gone.

Obviously the bell is still there, what about the girl, what about the bell?

Perceiving and observing the fluctuation of the rippling bell in the air, Song Zheng was surprised to find the starting point of the ripples.

The ripple concussions became chaotic and complex, as if there were multiple starting points, and many ripples collided in the air, which interfered with his discernment even more, and for a moment he could not find out where the girl had gone.

didn't dare to leave Li Wanru and the others too far, and Song Zheng fell into an unprecedented dilemma.

The panic did not make Song Zheng behave at a loss, he understood that the more this situation was, the more he had to stay calm.

Rushing will only give the other side a chance.

The wind sword just now was so powerful, if he tried to do it again while he was distracted, he might not be able to block it.

Adjusting his breathing and gradually calming down, Song Zheng no longer greeted to find the girl's location, but instead went to check the physical state of Li Wanru and others.

With the help of perception, he quickly put his mind at ease. It seems that the ringtone can only interfere with other people's sanity, leaving them in a state of hypnotization for a while, and there will not be much material harm.

Ordinary people who have been hypnotized for a long time will have some damage to their bodies, and new humans who have been strengthened physically and mentally will not have this problem, and their bearing capacity has increased tenfold.

With a little relief, Song Zheng looked around, moved Li Wanru Zhoupan and Bai Xin together, and protected them by his side.

Outside the makeshift camp, Bemy jumped around like an elf, constantly changing her position, while the bell in her hand continued to shake, emitting an uninterrupted hypnotic ringtone.

Dillon stood on a tree and looked condescendingly at Song Zheng in the center of the camp, his brows furrowed slightly.

It's really troublesome to deal with such an old way.

Thinking of this, Dillon looked at Milo, the lazy young man sitting wilted on the branch at this time, and his spirit was sluggish.

"How are you? The Wind Sword was hit, and it actually hurt you?"

There was a hint of surprise in Dillon's tone, it was always the opponent who was silently defeated by the wind sword, even if he was revealed, he couldn't resist the characteristics of the wind sword, and he was defeated in the end, even if Milo failed in the battle, he just couldn't attack it, and he had never seen him hurt in turn. Even if he is a master among several strong teams in Xinzhou District, I am afraid that he will not have such a means.

The corners of Milo's mouth twitched, and he said with a wry smile: "The other party's chain also has spiritual attributes, and even the strength of the other party's spiritual power is higher than mine, and if he didn't kill me, he was already considered fast." ”

"Can you still make a move?" After a moment's hesitation, Dillon still asked the question in his heart.

Milo wasn't angry, just smiled wryly and shook his hand: "No, it will take two days to recover." ”

Nodding at him, Dillon wasn't ready to let Milo make another move, he said to the air, "Night Chase, I'll leave it to you." ”

Suddenly there was a voice in the empty place.

A young man's voice replied, "Yes." I went. ”

Dillon nodded, the shadow killing technique of night chase is not worse than Milo's wind sword, it should be able to kill that guy.

Song Zheng sat cross-legged beside Li Wanru and the others, thinking about the origin of the girl and the people behind her.

It doesn't seem reasonable to say that it's just other survivors, but if it's an elite master in the inner perimeter, it makes perfect sense.

So why is the master of the inner circle here?

It's here to put those soldiers in formation? It doesn't look like it.

Is it here to give the army a forward station? There is no reason.

Is it here to deal with yourself?

Since the most likely scenario is that those people are specifically here to deal with themselves, then it will definitely not be the only one just now.

Song Zheng secretly sneered, to see how long you can endure it, I am afraid that if you don't make a move, you will be caught! No, if you make a move, you will be counterattacked!

As long as the other party doesn't keep consuming like this, Song Zheng has nothing to fear. What he is most worried about is that the other party will surround him and continue to consume, and when the other party comes with more people and a large army, that is the really difficult situation.

Just thinking about it, the expression on Song Zheng's face moved slightly. "Can't help it, it's just in time!"

Song Zheng sat motionless on his knees, as if he was an old monk who had settled down, unshaken by the changes in the outside world.

The sun deflected, shining on the trees in the camp, casting a shadow, with leaves, branches, and trunks.

The trees were sparse, the shadows were sufficient, and the shadows slowly extended, approaching Song Zheng silently from behind.

The cold light exploded.

The shadow stood up from the ground like a poisonous snake, and fiercely turned into a knife and stabbed Song Zheng in the back of the heart.

Bite!

Ye Chase only felt that his shadow had collided not with armor or with a human body, but with a steel plate several meters thick, and there was no hope of success at all.

Not good!

One hit missed, and Night Chase immediately evacuated. The shadows on the ground retreated as swiftly as water.

"Want to go, it's not that easy!"

Song Zheng's voice appeared in the ears of the night chaser, and the night chasing ghost was in danger, and the other party actually found his body!

Whoosh!

Three chains shot out of Song Zheng's hands, constantly winding in the air, and where there should have been nothing, something was actually tied up by chains.

The sword of frost was pulled out, and the cold air fell on Ye Chase's neck, and a layer of light frost condensed on Ye Chase's body, forcing his figure to appear.

"Let her stop the ringing!" Song Zheng pressed the blade of the sword, and a blood mark immediately appeared on Ye Chase's neck, and the blood slowly seeped out.

At that time, the change was too rapid, but it was just the time when the rabbit rose and fell, from the night chase sneak attack to Song Zheng catching the night chase and starting to persecute with a sword. It's just a few seconds of effort, and the reversal of the offensive and defensive momentum in an instant catches everyone off guard.

When Dillon saw the chains rise, his hand was already pressed against the fanged dagger on his waist, and before he could pull out the dagger, the frost sword was already on the neck of Night Chaser. Dillon immediately did not dare to move.

Ye chased a glance at Song Zheng, snorted coldly, but did not speak, obviously did not plan to do what Song Zheng said, and stopped Bei Mi's ringtone.