Hearing this, Feng Qingyang muttered, and his lips moved with difficulty, as if he wanted to say something.

"Am I defeated?" a question suddenly appeared in his heart, and at the same time, accompanied by the roar of the Qiangzun, his head suddenly cleared.

"No, I'm not defeated, I can't lose, I have the bloodline of the Supreme Corpse King of Zombies, and there are many people waiting for me to wake up, how can I be defeated?"

His eyes shone brightly, as if he had gained great strength at this moment, and in the astonished gaze of the Great Witch Saintess, a carp stood upright, although there was still blood on its body, although some bones had come out of its body.

He took a deep breath, it was the desolation of blood mixed with the white bones around him, and for a moment, his spirit was lifted, he didn't use the 'copper skin and iron bone', but just stood there quietly.

The white crescent moon shirt rattled in the wind, and at this moment, his body actually changed suddenly, in addition to the previous domineering, the suppressed unyielding meaning was like a volcano, erupting in an instant.

It seems that at this moment, he has obtained a kind of transformation, a transformation that is close to death, that is the guardian, he has his own beliefs, and he has always been steadfast.

He stood up, the black mist on his body flashed, like a sharp arrow flying out, and then rushed towards the great martial arts girl who was walking towards him, and at that moment, with unparalleled anger and hatred, he rushed forward.

Seeing this, the Great Witch Saintess smiled lightly, although she was surprised why Feng Qingyang was able to stand up, but she didn't care about his strength.

Her long skirt fluttered, and in an instant, she regained her appearance of not eating the fireworks of the world, raised her hand, and suddenly slapped Feng Qingyang who rushed up.

This time, Feng Qingyang no longer flinched, he wanted to fight, he had to fight! This was his belief, and it was also his will, he not only wanted to fight the god of war, the Great Witch and Holy Maiden, but also to defeat himself.

The weakness in the heart of the god of war makes himself stronger, defeats the one in his heart, and allows him to break through and be tempered in battle. It is like turning into a butterfly, no longer relying on the indomitable power of the corpse king's bloodline, but his own spiritual will.

is like a spring silkworm, the moment it breaks out of the cocoon, it is the most brilliant time for him!

"I won't lose, let alone die!" he let out a low roar, although the Great Witch Saintess was strong, it was not that he was out of reach, after all, the previous intention of the town had also injured her, based on this alone, Feng Qingyang knew that he could still resist.

The two collided, palms together, and at that moment, he felt as if he had slapped on a piece of cold Rouyi, and then, with a bang in his ears, he instantly flew backwards behind him.

This qiē, he did not roll on the ground, but stood on the ground, and even sparks appeared under his feet, he was covered in blood, and the previous palm made his arm tremble.

What a powerful physical strength, he can actually be on a par with him, and sure enough, anyone who is on the edge of a zombie is a group of perverted people.

Shaking his head to sober himself up, he did not hesitate, and the strength of his whole body of two million nine hundred and ninety thousand catties was poured into the palm of his hand.

At that moment, the moon had dissipated its brilliance, and his body was shouting, that was the desire, the desire to fight, that was when he broke out of the cocoon into a butterfly, and gave birth to his own unyielding, that was his courage to move forward and be invincible in the world!

Boom Boom Boom ...... In just a few breaths, he collided with the Great Witch Saintess more than a dozen times, although every time you collided, his whole body was numb and blood flowed, but he still clenched his teeth and did not retreat in the slightest.

In this way, Feng Qingyang became more and more courageous the more he fought, and he actually threw away his defense and rushed away in a lifeless posture of destroying 3,000 enemies and destroying 800 enemies.

The Great Witch Saintess's pupils shrank, and there was a flash of light in it, her chest trembled slightly, it was her wheezing, and the beads of sweat on the tip of her nose also showed that her state at this time was not as relaxed as it appeared on the surface.

He looked at the wind Qingyang who rushed over like a demon, and it seemed that he was not a person, but a machine qì, a machine born only for war, a battle maniac.

On him, there is a sharp edge, his eyes are like a sharp knife, which reveals the trapped beast fighting, fighting to the death, but more than that, it is the color of perseverance that will not retreat before being brave.

He is like a mountain, which will never fall again, even if it is crushed and collapsed, it will not bend lightly.

At this time, he had a thought in his mind, and finally turned into a woman's face that he missed, which was his spirit and his protection.

All of these qiē began to merge in an instant, and finally turned into an indestructible strong will, tearing the sky and coming out of the body.

"I won't be afraid, I won't admit defeat, I won't fall!" he punched out, two hundred catties and 190,000 catties of power, the power that made the void tremble.

In front of his eyes, he suddenly returned to the scene in the dark night ghost market, Zhu Xuezhu fell on his body covered in blood, and Qian Duoduo was taken away by a mysterious woman!

This qiē made him angry, this punch, with unwillingness, with a strong heart, his gaze remained the same, and the color of perseverance made the Great Witch Saint Maiden not even dare to look at him.

"Next time, if I face a strong man, I will not run away, even if I die in battle, I will not retreat, I will protect my faith, because that is my deepest softness!"

He was roaring, and he was shouting, and between running, his fist collided with the palm of the Great Witch and Holy Maiden again.

At that moment, there was a creaking of bones, a reminder that the limit had been reached.

Although it was painful, his face did not appear half a point, but he swung his fist again, slammed into the upper part of the fist and moved a distance of several feet, and in an instant, another punch was thrown.

Boom Boom Boom ...... The sound of vibration was incessant, echoing over this empty battlefield, far away, transmitting, knowing that it was going far, far away.

In the Wuzhen tribe, some young people clenched their fists one after another, and their eyes did not have the previous weakness, but on the contrary, there was a kind of surging.

That's strength, that's a symbol of strength, they worship the wind and the wind is clear, and they worship him and never back down.

They saw Feng Qingyang vomiting blood, saw the white bones on his chest, saw half of his body almost broken, but also saw the wolf bèi of the Great Witch and the blood on the corner of his mouth.

This battle, so tragic and brave, shocked all the people present, even the giant beast that was docked in mid-air was slightly distracted and stopped roaring.

"I'm going to fight, I'm going to fight!"

Feng Qingyang went back again, at this moment, it seemed that he had reached the end of the strong crossbow, he no longer knew whether he still had the strength, but he knew that he couldn't fall, he didn't want to try the taste of failure again, because, he had the heart of a strong man, he was proud!

"Brother Qingyang, I'm waiting for you...... Waiting for you...... Waiting for you to ......" In front of him, the faces of several women appeared at the same time, and they felt that their eyes were a little foggy, but in their hands, there was no pause.

One, two, three......

"When I am no longer afraid of anything, have I already defeated you?"