Wang Zhende's muscles slowly expanded in the cold wind. The blood vessels and meridians on his skin were also clear and ferocious. Moreover, Wang Zhende's height increased by four to five centimeters. "Zhang Mu, I'll remember it. I hope you won't disappoint me! Now that I have the strength of the peak of the intermediate stage of fasting, plus the two treasured sabers, the Cold Moon Saber and the Burning Flame Saber, do you have any hope of defeating me?”，Wang Zhende didn't know what An Xin was thinking.
Zhang Mu's expression was still cold." I don't know. We'll know after we fight!"”
" Haha, it's simple and clear. I like it." Wang Zhende attacked Zhang Mu like a war chariot with great momentum and speed. At the same time, he unleashed his blades wildly.
Countless blade energies came crazily. Zhang Mu's body jumped, moved horizontally, lowered, and tilted. In the chaotic blade energies, Zhang Mu easily dodged most of the blade energies. Some of the blade energies that he couldn't dodge would be broken by a cold light in Zhang Mu's palm. All of Zhang Mu's actions were seen by Wang Zhende. Wang Zhende was very surprised by Zhang Mu's performance.
Wang Zhende swung the Cold Moon Saber in his left hand at Zhang Mu. Zhang Mu dodged, and at the same time, the cold light in his right hand attacked Wang Zhende's neck. Wang Zhende quickly used the Blazing Manic Blade to block it. With a crisp sound of metal clashing, Wang Zhende's Cold Moon Saber slashed at Zhang Mu with great force, but Zhang Mu still dodged.
The two of them exchanged dozens of moves in a few seconds. Wang Zhende took the initiative, while Zhang Mu defended more. While Zheng Changfeng was receiving treatment on the Eight-armed Dragon, his eyes were fixed on Wang Zhende. When he saw that Wang Zhende and Zhang Mu's strength were about the same, he could only receive treatment in peace.
After fighting for dozens of seconds, Zhang Mu had a good understanding of Wang Zhende's strength. Zhang Mubian and Wang Zhende fought as he analyzed the method to defeat Wang Zhende. In a prolonged battle, with his powerful spiritual sense advantage, the longer the two of them fought, he would definitely be able to defeat Wang Zhende in the later stages with his powerful spiritual sense advantage. In a quick battle, the two of them were about the same in strength. Although Wang Zhende seemed to have no spiritual sense, the two sharp weapons were not to be trifled with. If he did not pay a painful price, he would not be able to quickly end this battle. After analyzing the results, Zhang Mu had no choice but to choose a prolonged battle with Wang Zhende and slowly play him to death.
Wang Zhende's thoughts were roughly the same as Zhang Mu's. He could only last about ten minutes with the secret medicine to change his body and add Morality. He could only fight evenly with Zhang Mu now. Then, he would take advantage of these ten minutes to kill a few more people. Zheng Changfeng had single-handedly charged into the Bloodthirsty Branch and killed tens of thousands of people. If he died like this without killing one more person…he could not, he could not accept it!!
Wang Zhende's two sabers slashed at Zhang Mu at the same time. Zhang Mu's body quickly retreated. Wang Zhende's true energy erupted, and the light of his two sabers flourished. Saber energy surged out crazily. Zheng Changfeng quickly retreated in the face of the Dual Blade Gang. He was as natural as a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water. On the battlefield full of corpses and broken weapons, it was as if he had a pair of eyes on his back. Of course, Wang Zhende knew that this must be related to his spiritual sense.
At the same time that Zhang Mu retreated, Wang Zhende quickly turned around and attacked the hundred people on the Eight-armed Dragon. When the Eight-armed Dragon saw Wang Zhende's attack, it opened its mouth and stuck out its tongue. Wang Zhende was instantly wrapped up like a dumpling. The hundred-meter-long tongue quickly retracted for only a second. Wang Zhende was swallowed into the black mouth. Just as the Eight-armed Dragon was about to close its mouth and swallow, a sharp pain came from the inside of its tongue. The Eight-armed Dragon spat out the saliva that covered Wang Zhende's entire body. The moment Wang Zhende landed on the ground, he quickly jumped toward the Eight-armed Dragon's head. At the same time, the two blades slashed toward the Eight-armed Dragon's eyes.
The Eight-armed Dragon quickly closed its eyes, and the blade energy left a long and deep mark on its eyelids. At this moment, Wang Zhende had already leaped onto the Eight-armed Dragon's head. Wang Zhende looked down at the Eight-armed Dragon's abdomen and roared loudly,"Zheng Changfeng, I'm here. Die! If I want you to die at the third watch, you can't live to the fourth watch." Wang Zhende swept his gaze across everyone and finally found Zheng Changfeng at the center of the dozen people at the tail of the Eight-armed Dragon.
Wang Zhende's two sabers shone brightly, leaving a mark dozens of centimeters deep on the Eight-armed Dragon's thick skin as he ran toward Zheng Changfeng. A few hundred meters behind Wang Zhende, Zhang Mu shouted,"" Protect Zheng Changfeng well. If anything happens to him, you'll all be charged with treason." His voice echoed in all directions, carrying an extremely cold-blooded and unyielding tone of command that entered everyone's ears.
Other than the dozen white-robed men and women who were treating Zheng Changfeng, the rest of the white-robed men all pulled out their weapons and attacked Wang Zhende who was crazily charging at them.
Wang Zhende slashed at the first white-robed man he met. The white-robed man used a heavy green iron rod. The rod and the saber clashed, and the rod broke and the saber struck the white-robed man's chest. Fortunately, the man with the green iron heavy rod reacted quickly and quickly retreated to dodge the knife that was supposed to kill him. The knife mark on the man in white's chest was dozens of centimeters long and three to four centimeters deep. The Eight-armed Dragon roared," The other party's blade is sharp, don't compete with his weapon!
Everyone continued to welcome Wang Zhende. When they heard the shout of the man wielding the green iron heavy rod, a thought appeared in their minds at the same time: I'm not an idiot. I know that the other party has the Cold Moon Treasure Saber, but I still want to fight him head-on. Who's as stupid as you?
Wang Zhende was like a crazy tiger in a pack of wolves, invincible. No one could match his blade, but he still suffered many minor injuries. Wang Zhende's eyes flashed with a bloody light as he got closer and closer to Zheng Changfeng. Twenty meters, ten meters. The dozen people who treated Zheng Changfeng quickly lifted him up and ran toward the tail of the Eight-armed Dragon. Of course, more than half of the White Cloud people pulled out their weapons to block Wang Zhende.
At this moment, Zhang Mu, who had just jumped onto the head of the Eight-armed Dragon, clearly saw everything. He shouted," Hold Vice-Captain Zheng tight and run towards the rear." At the same time, he shouted and sent an order to the Eight-armed Dragon," The red dragon straightened its tail into a steep slope. A few men in white carried Zheng Changfeng and ran at the tail of the Eight-armed Dragon that was dozens of meters long. Wang Zhende had just broken through the obstruction of the crowd and stepped on the tail of the Eight-armed Dragon that was in a steep position.
At this critical moment, Zhang Mu stood on the head of the Eight-armed Dragon with a cold expression. Although Zhang Mu did not move his body, his eyes were always paying attention to Zheng Changfeng and Wang Zhende. Suddenly, Zhang Mu squatted down and jumped.
The few people carrying Zheng Changfeng arrived at the tip of the Eight-armed Dragon's tail in a few seconds. Just as they were about to jump down with Zheng Changfeng, the Eight-armed Dragon's tail suddenly lifted up and threw them all in the direction of Zhang Mu. Wang Zhende was in the middle of the tail, so the height and distance he threw were not as high and far as Zheng Changfeng.
The moment Zheng Changfeng was thrown away from the Eight-armed Dragon, the Eight-armed Dragon raised its head. Zhang Mu, who was on the Eight-armed Dragon's head, followed the Eight-armed Dragon as it raised its head. Then, he jumped straight at Zheng Changfeng in the air with all his strength. Zhang Mu's control of the trajectory and strength was perfect. Just as he was about to reach the peak of the inertia, Zhang Mu caught Zheng Changfeng, who was thrown by the Eight-armed Dragon. Zhang Mu brought Zheng Changfeng and landed steadily on the neck of the Eight-armed Dragon. He looked at Zheng Changfeng anxiously."Master, are you alright?"
"This…little injury…is nothing!" Zheng Changfeng replied with difficulty.”。At the same time, on the ground on both sides of the Eight-armed Dragon, the few people who were originally carrying Zheng Changfeng fell to the ground in a standard posture and rolled for more than ten meters. Some of them spat out blood and their internal organs rolled, but no one paid attention to them.
After receiving Zheng Changfeng's answer, Zhang Mu slowly handed Zheng Changfeng over to a few white-robed men beside him. Then, a cold light flashed in his right hand. A dagger made of the same material as the Cold Moon Saber appeared in his right palm and quickly swept towards Wang Zhende.
In the headquarters of the Bloodthirsty Division, Fatty Fei rushed into Wang Li Qing's room in a hurry. He saw Li Qing lying on the bed with a frown. Fatty Fei limped forward and carried Li Qing roughly, then quickly walked out of the house. Li Qing was originally unconscious, but when Fatty Fei picked him up, he immediately woke up from the pain. Li Qing looked pitifully at Fei Pan Zi,""Fatty Daddy, it hurts! What are you doing…Where is Sister Mei?”
Fatty Fei scolded with a serious and cold expression,"Shut up, stop arguing!" At the same time, he carried Li Qing and hopped onto a big tree in the courtyard. Fatty Fei jumped up and fell down when he reached half the height of the tree branch. Fatty Fei jumped again in anger, but the result was the same. Li Qing, who was in Fatty Fei's arms, laughed out loud when he saw Fatty Fei acting like this, ignoring the pain. Fatty Fei threw Li Qing high into the air with an unhappy expression. Then, he jumped up and grabbed the branch. He exerted strength in his arms and rose up. Fatty Fei stood firmly on the branch and caught Li Qing who was falling down. Li Qing let out a painful cry.
"Hold on to me!" Fatty Fei said with a serious face.”，Like a monkey, he climbed to the top of the tree with the strength of his arms. Li Qing looked down the mountain in Fatty Fei's arms."What about that big guy?"
Fatty Fei also saw the Eight-armed Dragon at first glance, but he changed his gaze to the big black dot near the Eight-armed Dragon. Fatty Fei relied on the five senses of superiority brought about by his innate body and the fact that Wang Zhende's shape and clothes were different from Zhang Mu and the others. He immediately recognized Wang Zhende and his position. Li Qing could only see the Eight-armed Dragon clearly. Everything else was like a small black dot in his eyes.
Wang Zhende was thrown to the abdomen of the Eight-armed Dragon. When he was about four to five meters away from the Eight-armed Dragon, the white-robed man who was originally more than 90 meters away from the abdomen quickly jumped up and slashed or stabbed at Wang Zhende. Wang Zhende's head and arms could not be twisted by ordinary people. He turned around and swung his dual blades at the white-robed people who were leaping over. Even so, Wang Zhende's body was still stabbed or slashed by many weapons. Wang Zhende's body shook as he balanced his feet. The broken weapons that were still stuck in his body flew out, and the wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wang Zhende turned around and glanced at everyone. He saw Zhang Mu rushing over after handing Zheng Changfeng over to the others.
Zhang Mu quickly rushed towards Wang Zhende. With a wave of his right hand, a cold light flashed, and the iron dagger shot towards Wang Zhende's face. Wang Zhende swung the Cold Moon Saber in his left hand toward the dagger, and the Flaming Manic Saber in his right hand toward the other white-robed men. Wang Zhende's body was kicked in Zhang Mu's direction. Zhang Mu's right palm hit Wang Zhende's abdomen, and his left hand grabbed at the iron dagger that Wang Zhende had blocked on the ground.
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