Battles broke out everywhere, and Zhong Banjin and the commander of the first military region and other masters were all caught in a bitter battle, surrounded by zombie groups and werewolf soldiers on all sides.
In the center of the crowd, a young man was covered in blood, his black hair and black shirt were dyed blood-red, tattered, and there was a scarlet wound on his back, and blood was gushing out.
Luo Yunxi's expression was indifferent, there was a thick worry on her slightly pale face, she held a white silk scarf in her jade hand, folded it into three layers, and wanted to stop the bleeding for him, but the three-layer white silk scarf, just after going up, was stained red by the overflowing blood.
"Why can't this blood stop?"
For the first time in Luo Yunxi's life, she was so flustered, her jade hands trembled, and her voice was full of worry.
"Boss, you have to cheer up" "Ahem" Huang Sheng said worriedly, his face was pale, his body was full of colors, and his breath was a little unstable.
On the periphery of the three of them, there were several black-clothed warriors standing, and several of them were more or less colored, and their state was not at their peak.
On the ground around them, there were many corpses lying on the ground, with no heads in sight.
"Hmph, I've heard about the military gods of the Eighth Military Region for a long time, and I can see it today, sure enough, but unfortunately, you are destined to die here" A wolf knight laughed, he was covered in blood and had many wounds on his body, but the injuries were not serious.
Hearing this, the blood-haired young man's closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes as bright as stars, incomparably deep, surging with endless thunder at this time, he glanced indifferently ahead, and everywhere he looked, everyone took a step back in fear.
"This is a killing god, even if he is seriously injured, he still can't rush close," someone muttered.
The blood-haired youth's gaze fell on the Wolf Clan's knight, who for some reason, he couldn't help but feel a little chill in his body, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, cheered up, and took a step forward, not looking timid.
"I'm right here, trying to take my life, you can try."
The blood-haired young man spoke indifferently, his voice a little weak, but it was still frightening.
This is a kind of deterrence of the strong, Yang Zhiqiang's name, maybe not everyone knows it in the werewolf clan, but the name of the god of war, no one knows it, just this title is enough to make many people frightened and fearful.
"What nonsense, this kid is just the end of the crossbow, everyone goes up together and kills him" Someone on the periphery instigated, everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to move forward.
No one dared to be the first person to die.
"Roar" At this moment, a living corpse king close to the purple eyes roared, and suddenly launched an attack on Yang Zhiqiang, Huang Sheng saw this, and hurriedly propped up his seriously injured body to face it, but was pulled by Yang Zhiqiang.
The corpse king was very cautious, launching an attack from a distance of several meters, he knew that Yang Zhiqiang was terrible, if it was Yang Zhiqiang at his peak, he would never dare to attack him if he was given a hundred dares, but at this time the latter was extremely weak. smashed a punch in the air, Yang Zhiqiang's eyes sank slightly, and the fist blade came suddenly, with a terrifying anger and evil aura, which made the hearts of the soldiers of country Z behind Yang Zhiqiang feel terrified.
When the fist appeared in the close distance, Yang Zhiqiang slowly stretched out his palm, the palm wind was facing outward, and he was powerless to shoot it, but this seemingly weak and soft palm smashed this powerful punch in the blink of an eye, and the palm wind did not stop, and went straight to the corpse king.
Such a scene shocked everyone, the corpse king's eyes shrank suddenly, "not good" He secretly complained in his heart, he already regretted coming to be this bird.
The monstrous aura of evil and evil suddenly swept over at this moment, forming a barrier like a waterfall in front of him.
"Bang" The palm wind penetrated the barrier and finally landed on the body of the Corpse King, whose body flew out directly, and the blood sprayed all over the ground, everyone thought that the Corpse King would definitely die, but the latter was able to get up from the ground after flying upside down for a few feet.
"I'm not dead, I'm not dead" The corpse king was overjoyed, as if he was the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and at that moment just now, he thought he was dead.
Everyone looked at this scene in shock, and then turned to Yang Zhiqiang, with a touch of joy on their faces.
Behind Huang Shang, many soldiers of Country Z were still happy that Yang Zhiqiang could so easily shock the Corpse King, while Huang Sheng and the others frowned.
They all looked at Yang Zhiqiang, and their hands couldn't help but clench together.
Those who are familiar with Yang Zhiqiang know that even if the top master among the seven grades is obviously the enemy of his one-punch, he is usually killed with one blow.
And at this time, the corpse king, his strength is only equivalent to an ordinary seventh-grade monk, such a guy, in front of the former, should be an existence that can be pinched to death by reaching out, but now after receiving a palm, he can still jump alive.
Yang Zhiqiang, no.
This is the conclusion reached by all those who are familiar with Yang Zhiqiang.
"Hahahaha, hahahaha" The werewolf knight laughed and couldn't step forward, compared to the previous cautious and cautious, he seemed much more arrogant and arrogant at this time.
"Yang Zhiqiang, you also have today" "The name of the god of war will be terminated today" "And I, Terz, will also be the greatest knight of the werewolves," he laughed, and behind him, the werewolf soldiers all approached.
"Kill him, kill him" The werewolf soldiers were enthusiastic and excited.
"Roar" All around, several corpse kings made a comeback, and in the middle of a long roar, groups of corpses crawled out from under the ground.
"My life, right here, if you have the guts, you can take it" Yang Zhiqiang looked indifferent and stared at Telz coldly.
"Hmph, the god of the army really deserves to be the god of the army, to this point, he can still be so calm, I Terzi admires you, rest assured, after you die, I will definitely leave you a whole corpse" He burst to his feet with a wild laugh, and smashed down from above with a mace, and the terrible wind directly cut off the two ancient trees.
Huang Shang's face was ugly, and he dragged his seriously injured body to meet him, but he was too injured after all, and he was shocked by the powerful force of this blow, and blood stained his chest red.
"Yellow Dress" Luo Yunxi's face sank, and her jade hand clenched tightly.
"Hahaha, now, who can stop me" Telzi laughed, and came again with a mace, Luo Yunxi bit her thin lip lightly, and wanted to get up, but Yang Zhiqiang, who was beside her, reached out to hold her jade hand, and shook his head slightly at her.
Behind Yang Zhiqiang, several black-clothed soldiers in the darkness frowned slightly, and several eyes fell on Yang Zhiqiang's body, and between his hands, a blade was revealed in his sleeve robe, and he was about to step forward, and at this moment, above the sky, a streamer crossed by, like a comet sweeping its tail, with a long tail
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