The best way is to drive straight in and disrupt his rhythm. This is the best way to break the move.

Liu Wuxie did nothing, and used his body skills to avoid the first shot of chasing his life.

Then the evil blade locked Wu Zheng's neck and tore a stream of air. The life-chasing gun technique is suitable for long-range attacks. After Liu Wuxie approached, even the most ordinary moves could threaten him.

This is also the reason why many people are at a loss when they meet Wu Zheng. I don’t know how many dead souls have died in the past few years.

today!

Liu Wuxie's ordinary sword finally cracked the mystery of the death-chasing gun.

Wu Zheng was so scared that he retreated repeatedly, his eyes showed a hint of horror, and his shooting skills were restrained.

If he wanted to withdraw his spear and attack again, how could Liu Wuxie give him a chance?

The evil blade was divided into two, turning into two sword energy, which shocked the spear technique and almost escaped.

"Wu Zheng is in danger!"

The geniuses of other empires made a burst of exclamations. The third level of the true pill is not the opponent of the first level of the true pill. If this is reported, no one will believe it.

"This kid is really a monster. If Wu Zheng died at his hands, I'm afraid that only the fourth level of the true pill can kill him."

Before he knew it, Liu Wuxie aroused public anger, and Wu Zheng was a master of the Qingxiong Dynasty.

Many middle-grade great powers were born with the Qingxiong Empire and basically did not distinguish between each other.

"Let's see if Wu Zheng can crack this move!"

The Hei Chu Empire still held a glimmer of hope, and a miracle happened.

The other arenas have basically ended the battle, and their eyes are looking at this side. Everyone is sweating. If Wu Zheng is replaced by himself, they have a chance of winning.

"Liu Wuxie, I want to die with you!"

The blade was only a few inches away from Wu Zheng's neck. Wu Zheng gave up resisting, and suddenly flew out of his hand and grabbed Liu Wuxie's chest.

With a fighting style of dying together, even if you fight for this life, you will still kill Liu Wuxie.

"Just because of you, the trash, I want to die with me!"

Liu Wuxie sneered, and the angry warrior spit out a mouthful of old blood, and actually called him trash, and his retreating speed suddenly slowed down.

The body moved strangely, and the spear that Wu Zheng stabbed over flew out against Liu Wuxie's body.

Losing the spear, Wu Zheng became a lamb to be slaughtered. A trace of fear flashed across his face. He didn't want to die yet.

"Liu Wuxie, don't kill me!"

Wu Zheng was scared, and the harsh blade had penetrated into his skin, begging for mercy in front of countless people.

This result surprised everyone.

"It's too late!"
Chapter completed!