Zhan Yue's dark and slender blade was deeply inserted into the head of the demon corpse. Ma Xingkong exerted force with his arm, and Zhan Yue shook and turned, and the brain matter in the head of the demon corpse was instantly shattered into a ball of paste.

The devil corpse, who had lost his vitality, collapsed on the ground weakly, turned into powder all over the sky, scattered into the remaining thousand corpses, and selflessly passed on the combat experience he had obtained to them.[]

"Huhuhu... the fifteenth one." Even though he was as strong as Ma Xingkong, he had to feel a sense of exhaustion from the bottom of his heart after facing a wheel battle of fifteen powerful men of the same level.

He controlled his internal force with consciousness and stimulated the qi and blood in his body. Ma Xingkong forced himself to cheer up and stared at the enemy who had gradually become alive.

A huge iron tower like a mountain climbed up, and as it stepped out, the entire black and white world seemed to start to tremble.

"Looking back now, there are only fifteen demon corpses I have killed in the real world before. Are you all facing enemies I have killed before?"

Ma Xingkong's tired expression suddenly turned up: "Impossible. If this is the case, it will be completely unsolvable! Even if this black and white world is a spiritual world created by Zhan Yue and I, my current physical strength is still consumed at a normal level. If this continues, at most thirty games, I will exhaust my energy! There must be something in between that I didn't expect!"

However, the tower would not give Ma Xingkong time to think. In the direction of Ma Xingkong, the tower directly punched it and broke the mountain and cracked the stone.

boom!

Although Ma Xingkong blocked it with Zhan Yue, he was also bombarded dozens of meters away by this punch.

After slidding force in the air and slid on the ground for more than ten meters, Ma Xingkong gradually stopped.

Even with Zhan Yue blocking and his instinctive power removal, he couldn't help feeling stuffy in his chest, and a urge to vomit blood arises naturally.

"So fast speed! So strong power! This iron tower is probably also a zombie at the middle level of the second stage!"

Ma Xingkong's pupils contracted slightly, and the divine light in his eyes condensed, and all his attention was focused on the Iron Tower.

Ten internal forces were drawn out from the lower dantian, flowed into the spiral burst between the legs, and rushed to the ground at the same frequency.

Void Explosion Step x Shave!

Swish!

Ma Xingkong turned into a stream of lightning, broke out in the air, avoided the interception of the tower, and flashed in front of it in an instant. He held Zhan Yue with all his strength, and inserted it into the tower's brain with a fierce sword. He held the knife handle in both hands and flirted with one move. Ma Xingkong directly split the tower's brain in half.

No matter how strong the tower's vitality is, as a zombie, it loses the control of its brain nerves, and its extremely powerful body has to fall down.

As always, the body of the tower turned into dust and scattered into the remaining thousand corpses on the ground.

“Huhu…”

The internal strength was consumed a lot again, and Ma Xingkong took a breath twice in order to restore his physical strength as quickly as possible.

The combination of the Void Blast Step and Shaving just exploded. Although it seemed like a stupid way to consume internal energy, Ma Xingkong's long-term combat experience told him that this method is the most effective and physically efficient tactic at present!

Several explosive forces were emitted again under his feet. With the help of the thrust, Ma Xingkong instantly approached the tower that he had just gotten up...

...

"How could this tower have two heads?"

The enemy became more and more difficult. After 25 battles, Ma Xingkong's internal strength was completely squeezed out. Although the power of ** could barely support his battle, the violent mental loss made him almost unable to correctly judge the opponent's actions and could not respond clearly.

"They have always had a lot of combat experience, and it seems that I still underestimated them..."

Ma Xingkong's vision began to distract. Looking at the iron tower in front of him, Ma Xingkong slashed out with a slight step.

Bang!

A deep bone-visible scar appeared on the iron tower's arm, but for it, as a zombie, it was completely insignificant.

However, Ma Xingkong was knocked out by this heavy blow, and the huge inertia directly collapsed a slanted white building.

puff……

He coughed out a small mouthful of blood, shook his head, and Ma Xingkong went up again, picked up Zhan Yue, and slashed out.

Then, he was knocked away again.

He coughed up blood again and went up to meet again.

The unyielding will is the true source of power for warriors!

Although Ma Xingkong's consciousness was completely blurred at this time, his subconscious and a strong martial arts will dominated his body and kept repeating his previous actions.

He rushed forward, slashed with a knife, was knocked away, and rushed forward again...

"I will never retreat..."

puff……

Ma Xingkong, who was bombarded, spit out a mouthful of blood while gliding.

“Retreat only makes people aging…”

Puff... Ma Xingkong hit a pale, crooked office building, and spurted out a mouthful of blood to dye the white building red.

"The coward will surely bring death!"

"I will never give up!"

With a word, the whole world divided by black and white seemed to be in static.

The completely clean internal force that had been squeezed out in Ma Xingkong's body actually poured out like a tide and instantly reached a state of overflow; and his mental state also returned to normal levels, and even slightly improved. The originally exhausted muscle fibers seemed to have been resting for a long time, full and expanding, full of spirit and vitality.

Ma Xingkong's eyes shone, and the trigger sentence flowed quickly in his heart, and he shouted: "The crescent moon rushes!"

A black crescent moon that had obviously become much bigger roared out from the moon and rushed towards the tower with a wild aura like the hell fire!

The tower absorbed the combat experience of the twenty-four pioneers in front of them, and was no longer considered a waste at this time. Seeing Ma Xingkong's unparalleled attack, it actually crossed its arms into a cross shape and greeted it.

The black crescent Tianchong cut off the left arm that blocked it in front of him like cutting vegetables, and hit him hard on his right arm.

Puff!

Under the devastating energy spread of the black crescent sky, the bones on the right arm of the tower were cut off, and the muscles and nerve fibers were severely damaged, and it seemed that they could no longer be used.

But at least he saved his life, the tower made a horrible sound like a broken windmill.

The undulating movement of the Iron Tower's chest suddenly stopped because the guy who had been rubbed and tortured countless times was floating in front of him out of thin air.

"Is it funny? Go to hell and share it with your friends!"

laugh!

Zhan Yue's slender blade body left a fan-shaped black afterimage in the air, bringing up the huge head of the tower.

Looking at the other iron tower that Xin got up, Ma Xingkong's eyes became more and more intense.

What Ma Xingkong didn't know was that at the same time when he recovered his physical strength, internal strength and mental strength, Zhan Yue and him jointly created the spiritual world...

Ma Xingkong, like a meteorite, was falling down rapidly, and the blazing white plasma wrapped around his body was imperceptibly missing a small part, as if it was integrated into his body.

In the world of Zhanyue, Ma Xingkong lifted up his long black sword and slashed at the newly-climbed monster again...

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(Scared) (Scared) (The protagonist template is turned on) Ma Xingkong put Zhan Yue on the author's neck: Write it! Write it for me again!

(With a flattering smile) Nan Wu: I'll arrange for you to come out soon!
Chapter completed!