Chapter 111: A Sudden Battle

And this time, Yang Zheng met two groups in one day!

Is it because Urrel is already a five-star difference this time, or is it more difficult to hunt space this time?

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Heh, when you said this, were you blind?" ”

With a hint of sarcasm, it floated, and the Tutan brothers, who followed behind him left and right, also floated.

Seeing that three four-stars suddenly appeared, the three leading chickens instantly appeared with the intention of retreating.

"Are you really going to meddle with our business?" The rooster said unwillingly.

"So, you bite me, I didn't tell you not to bite." Yang Zheng was unscrupulously stimulated.

The rooster glanced at Yang Zheng indifferently, but was not stimulated.

"Let's go!" The rooster gave an order.

Turning around and about to leave, the serpent on the high priest's shoulder suddenly moved.

Like lightning, it flew out.

Before everyone could react, he had already turned into a streamer, piercing the smallest hen among the three four-star tall chickens.

Thread through the tail and out of the breast.

All of this was done in an instant.

During the whole process, even Yang Zheng didn't react.

The wound of the huge hen that was pierced was not big, and it stands to reason that it was at the four-star level, and such a small hole was not even a serious injury.

However, the wound quickly became pitch black.

By the time everyone came to their senses, the huge hen had already kicked her legs and died.

A four-star level life, just like that?

After piercing the giant chicken, the Teng Snake did not stop.

Instead, in the air, it quickly grew larger and turned into a giant snake about 20 zhang long.

On the back of the snake, the wings like cicada wings are slightly transparent.

When it is small, it is a representative of rapidity, and when it grows larger, it gives a feeling of heaviness.

As it grew larger, it looked up to the sky, and a thick green mist turned into a green light mask, enveloping its surroundings.

At this time, the thirty people below also quickly stood in a row.

The snake wrapped around all of them stuck out their heads and bit the tail of the previous snake.

At the front of the line, there was the old man, on the old man's shoulder, where the snake was waiting just now, the snake head of the person behind him appeared.

They did it all very quickly.

Obviously, he had already done it countless times, and the moment Yang Zheng appeared, he communicated through the spiritual network.

By the time the roosters came to their senses, they had just finished the action.

Thirty-one people, disappeared in place.

Another huge serpent flew up, slightly smaller than the one in the sky, but it did indeed enter the four-star level.

The whole shape is extremely similar to the two Teng snakes, as if carved out of a mold.

With an instant change, Yang Zheng and their side became five four-star units, and there were only two on the opposite side.

Yang Zheng originally planned to intimidate the other party to leave, but when he found that he could talk and communicate, he confirmed such an idea.

However, with this instantaneous change, he quickly changed his mind and said directly: "Up." ”

Then he took the sword of victory and rushed forward.

Fifteen black men behind him, at the moment he gave the order, completed the transformation of the giant wolf very skillfully.

At one of the slightly smaller chickens, he pounced.

A very dramatic scene appeared, when the giant wolf appeared, five weak giant chickens instantly exploded, regardless of the huge rooster beside them, flew away.

It's as if I've met something terrible.

Even the two four-star chickens looked at the giant wolf with fear.

The little giant chickens crashed headlong into the green shield, and although they understood that they couldn't get out, they didn't gather.

Instead, he ran around the light mask in a panic, avoiding the giant wolf, a wolf, and jumping up and down the five chickens that were directly chasing.

"Is this racial oppression? What's the matter, it's not a weasel! Yang Zheng rushed at the slightly smaller hen, complaining and fighting.

With him, there are also the two Tutan brothers, the two of them do not have scarabs, even if they burst out of energy connection and reach the four-star high level, they are still a bit weak.

There is no necromancer who summons monsters, that's a real weak chicken.

However, with Yang Zheng, it is enough.

On the other side, two serpents besieged the most powerful rooster.

The war was initiated by them, and of course the main force should belong to them, and such a distribution is a tacit understanding of everyone.

Among the two Teng Snakes, the larger one seemed to be a little weak, and it was obvious that the lightning sneak attack just now had consumed it very much.

At this moment, the main force is the slightly smaller Teng snake that everyone has synthesized.

Therefore, even if two snakes besiege a rooster, they can only maintain a draw.

This time, the one who solved the battle the fastest was the giant wolf below, and in a moment, he bit five chickens to death with a mouthful of hair.

The main thing is that these chickens have a low IQ, and when they are stimulated by the giant wolf, they only know how to fly around.

From time to time, they hit the shield, and even the red rooster didn't break the shield, and they could only hit it dizzy.

And at this time, the battle in the sky has just begun.

Yang Zheng, on the premise of not using the Holy Light Cross, can only be regarded as a pseudo-fourth-rate, and he only fought last night, or rather, in the early hours of this morning, and the energy in the Bible has not been completely filled.

Therefore, Yang Zheng still did not rely on the ability of cause and effect to fight, but carried the victory sword and went forward recklessly.

With the restorative effect of this Holy Light Cross, this is the most advantageous way for him to fight at the moment, and it is also the way Yang Zheng has been using to enter the hunting space.

After all, I don't know how long I'll have to stay in the hunting space.

Yang Zheng held the victory sword and fought directly with the slightly smaller hen in close combat.

The two Tutankhamun brothers, at this moment, really have a bit of a soy sauce taste, and all their skills are on the scarab beetle.

In a flash, the huge paws of the hen's feet came to him, and Yang Zheng was about to dodge, but his movements were stiff.

This is?

Rules? Locking the side?

No wonder Yang Zheng didn't see these chickens before to launch their abilities, it turned out that they were locked on the side.

Generally, the ability to lock on the side is all physical melee type, and there are very few long-range extraordinary abilities.

appeared, and that was the king of the locked side.

Because, the attacks that are issued, with hit locks, are simply the most suitable mages for mobile turret positioning.

Yang Zheng just stiffened his body, and he knew that he couldn't hide.

Experienced in his experience, he instantly raised his hand and used the long sword as a block.

"When ......"

There was a loud thud of metal striking.

Yang Zheng did a few backflips before he unloaded the huge force.

This hen, the sense of battle is obviously not bad, while Yang Zheng retreated, it stiffened slightly, and unloaded the impact brought by Yang Zheng's defense.

Directly stepped forward, pecked it with a chicken mouth.

Yang Zheng's retreat was not completely stable, and at the moment when the chicken pecked under his mouth, Yang Zheng's movements were stiff again, and he stopped very discordantly.