Chapter 8: Powerful (2)
The white man obviously did not expect everything behind this, and Zheng Zha's speed in the "destruction" state was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. So this sword slashed through the wheel, and only cut the shadows around him. At the same time, the brass ancient bell was forced out, but the white man's expression did not come back to his senses at all. With a loud sound, the power of this sword was too great, and it actually cut the phantom ancient bell into two points, which seemed to be a sign of the shattering of the protective magic weapon.
When Zheng Zha landed, the space behind him had just ended. Although he was not in it, judging from the message from his premonition of danger, if this move was confirmed, no matter how strong his physical strength was, he would definitely die. Unless he had the body like the masked monster and would not die no matter what, he would definitely be dead.
The white man fell and flew a hundred meters away. As soon as he landed, he did not stand up, but tried hard to split several bodies again. Obviously, he also knew that Zheng Zha's power had soared at that moment. In the face of such overwhelming power, he had no other way but his clone. Until this moment, the white man was finally filled with fear.
Zheng Zha only chased after dozens of meters. When the white man scored several pieces, he immediately returned to the "explosion" state from the "destruction" state. After all, the "destruction" state is his last bottom move. Once it is used, he has almost no combat power. Before he figures out how effective the man's protective props are, or there are other moves, he does not intend to continue using the "destruction" state. Unless he determines the winner and lose at one time, the cost of using this state is too heavy.
"That's it, let's not fight anymore. The strong fight is just a favorable price for those hypocritical weak people. Let's do this. Can I kill two of our team members, three of them, and one is a person who unlocked the gene lock. His melee power is very, very weak. With you, no, with your strength, it only takes dozens of seconds to end the battle. Let's stop!" The white man said anxiously as soon as he landed, but he did not dare to be careless. These shadows also made the same moves as him, even his tone and expression were exactly the same. It can be seen that he was already guilty.
Zheng Zha did not answer, but walked towards him step by step. Each step seemed to have only taken a small step, but his body reached more than ten meters away. Such pressure made the white man retreat continuously. After he retreated for dozens of meters, he finally shouted in anger and said, "Damn it, I'm shameless. Do you really think you have the ultimate trick? I have it too! Do you dare to try it? This move I can definitely kill you! I just don't want to take risks, otherwise the ones who are proud will be those hypocritical weak people. Shouldn't the strong join forces to bully the weak?"
“In my opinion”
Zheng Zha held the tiger soul and said coldly as he walked: "You are the weak!"
The white man finally started roaring wildly when he heard this. This sentence made him realize that this matter was hard to be good. Although he didn't know why Zheng Zha seemed to hate him so much, he understood that the man in front of him was indeed much stronger than him. It was not about equipment or skills, but about the sense of oppression unique to the strong, which actually made him feel terrified. So when he felt terrified, he could only resist this terror with madness.
"ah!"
The white man roared loudly, and he and several shadows rushed towards Zheng Zha frantically. When Zheng Zha raised the tiger soul sword to attack, he used the same trick again to surround Zheng Zha from all directions. At the same time, the imprisonment skill he had just used was once again used.
"Mirror"
Zheng Zha's movements were immediately frozen at the moment of raising the knife. About ten cubic meters of his side were imprisoned. It can be seen that this white man was also quite uncomfortable. Blood began to flow from his nose and mouth, but he still raised the invisible sword in his hand and shouted loudly.
"Sword of Victory and the Oath! Excalibur!"
The white man's hands were filled with silver-white glow, and the violent glow outlined the invisible heavy sword in his hand. Then an ancient European-style two-hand heavy sword appeared in his hand. Then the white man held the heavy sword and slashed hard at the imprisoned Zheng Zha. Suddenly, a light curtain that seemed like a laser blasted towards Zheng Zha.
"destroy!"
Zheng Zha was not waiting to die. Before the light curtain approached, he had already tried his best to use the "destruction" state. With his physical fitness at this moment, he was enough to bear the "destruction" state for about ten seconds. In addition to one second before, he had nine seconds to move and kill.
With the use of the "destruction" state, Zheng Zha felt that everything around him seemed to have stopped. With a force on his body, he fell out of the muscles and bone space. Then he stepped hard under his feet, and a pit one meter deep was immediately stepped on the ground. With this huge force, Zheng Zha had already jumped up to a height of about twenty meters.
"Moonstep!"
Zheng Zha stepped on the air and began to change direction in the air. At this time, the light curtain hit the position he had just fought. The power of the light curtain was indeed extraordinary. The unevenness on the ground was directly painted into a mirror by the light curtain. If he used his body to resist the power of this move, Zheng Zha would have been painted into minced meat.
With the movement of the moon step in the air, Zheng Zha landed directly behind the white man from mid-air. The white man's movements just now looked up at the sky. Zheng Zha knew that the white man was the real person when he used the attack. However, in case, he kicked Lan's feet several times and attacked the white man from a distance.
Lan's feet were extremely powerful. The wind blade brought out easily passed through those shadows. When it shot on the white man's back, it was blocked by the ancient clock again. However, the color of the ancient clock became dimmer and the blade was cut into the clock for a few points. At this time, the white man's movement seemed to want to turn his head. Time passed by only more than a second.
"Fist and gun!"
Zheng Zha rushed forward and punched hard. In the "destruction" state, the power of this punch was extremely powerful. It actually knocked the ancient clock to the point of sinking, almost hitting the white man's chest.
Zheng Zha did not stop at all, and slashed wildly with the tiger spirit sword. Each knife could cut the ancient bell further and several points deeper. At the end, he fell down hard and finally cut the ancient bell from the middle for two sections. In addition, the inertia of this knife also cut off one arm of the white man. The white man finally turned his head at this moment. His eyes were full of fear, and his expression seemed to be extremely fearful. Zheng Zha was merciless and held the tiger spirit sword and kept slashing up and down. Before the white man cloneed again, he finally cut off his limbs to the ground, and the sword of victory and oath was also taken into the ring by Zheng Zha.
Six or seven seconds passed in the "destruction" state. Zheng Zha suddenly recovered from the "destruction" state. Suddenly, the capillaries on his body began to ejaculate and burst. Before he could make any new moves, his body was covered in blood. Zheng Zha quickly sensed the blood clan energy and internal energy in his body, and then sucked the energy in the charged Mitsunian Ring into his body. In this way, he did not lose his foot and fell to the ground.
"Damn it, the negative effect is too great, it seems like it's going to die."
Zheng Zha's whole body was painful and itchy. His terrifying body resilience soon took effect. The capillaries on his body began to recover, and the muscle strain began to repair. Even so, Zheng Zha's current state was only 30% of his combat power remained without using "explosion" and "destruction".
As Zheng Zha returned to his original state, the speed of the white man returned to normal. He began to roar wildly. Without his limbs, he kept struggling and rolling on the ground, and even uttered countless dirty words loudly. It seemed that he knew that his life was not long, so he simply stopped begging for mercy, but began to vent his pain and anger in his heart.
Zheng Zha was anxious about the situation of Zero O.D. Although he did not hear the "Main God" prompting Zero O.D., after all, let Zero O.D. face a powerful attribute of the other party. He still felt extremely uneasy when he had these B-level protective props. So he immediately mentioned that the white man started running towards the place where the gunfire sounded in the distance. While running, he began to search for the things on the white man. As he touched, he found a small golden bell, but the clock broke from the middle for two halves, and looked like it was cut off by a knife.
"Damn, you can't get anything. This protective prop will be scrapped as long as it is broken. Do you think you can still get this protective prop? My Victory and the Sword of Oath have established a covenant. No one can use it except me. It's useless if you take it away. Hahaha, you are a pig trick. You have worked hard to defeat me and you dare not kill me. Do you want to let me kill the weak and undistinguished person in your team? Damn, it's just a useless pig trick, a hypocritical weak!" The white man cursed loudly.
Zheng Zha ignored him and just carried him and asked while running, "Where is your storage prop? Don't tell me you don't have it, I will never believe it!" After that, he pulled the broken tendons on the white man's arm and pulled it hard. Seeing his appearance, he really hated this white man very much.
Chapter completed!