"I want to see if Hong Jiuling has any ulterior motives!" At this moment, Feng Zhiyong's voice was like a muffled thunder, striking Weng Ziqiang's heart directly.
Feng Zhiyong stood in place. He was just an ordinary man, but he seemed to have grown several meters taller out of thin air. He looked down at Weng Ziqiang and made him stop.
Take advantage of the situation!
Feng Zhiyong was just an ordinary person, and his individual strength was not enough to be relied upon. But at this time, with the support of half of the east side of the bridge, he created an extremely powerful momentum, which even frightened Weng Ziqiang, so that he dared not to ask Xu Hongzhuang for an explanation.
"What do you mean? Feng Zhiyong, you framed Zhongliang and ordered people to kill Li Chuan. Aren't you afraid of getting your reputation ruined and putting the entire Qiaodong region in dire straits?"
Weng Ziqiang was just reckless, not stupid. At this moment, he widened his eyes and looked questioning.
As soon as he finished speaking, the hair on his body began to grow wildly, and almost in the blink of an eye, he turned into a black-haired ape. His muscles were as hard as bluestone, and his teeth turned into fangs, which seemed to be able to bite steel in half with one bite.
"Hong Jiuling is colluding with the devil, and you are helping him. Li Chuan is stubborn and has been killed by me. Do you still want to resist? As long as you surrender, I will plead for you and give you a chance to redeem yourself and make meritorious contributions!"
Xu Hongzhuang suddenly smiled coldly.
"That's right!" Chen Feng nodded and continued, "Originally, I had no grudge against you conservatives, but now it's different. In the face of disaster, all human beings should unite together, but you are colluding with life forms from other dimensions. This is already a feud that will never end. Major Xu asked you a question, why didn't you say it? You insist on doing what you want, you are simply a cancer among humans. Why should we keep people like you?"
This is Chen Feng's usual trick.
The first few sentences made people feel that Chen Feng was trying to persuade the other party to give up evil and join the light, but in an instant, his tone suddenly changed, as if a cold wind was blowing from the sky, and the surroundings suddenly became cold.
Murderous intent suddenly appeared.
Weng Ziqiang stood aside, knowing that he had fallen into Feng Zhiyong's trap. He originally wanted to pester the other party for a while to give Hong Jiuling a chance to prepare, but who could have thought that Chen Feng, an outsider, seemed to have seen through his plan, and kept saying that he stood for justice, without giving him any chance to refute and directly scolded him.
The dark elf and Chen Feng are in tune with each other and are already familiar with their master's methods.
At this time, she was holding a longbow in her hand, and a huge chill broke through the air, as if directly locking onto Weng Ziqiang's body, making the other party unable to move at all.
And at the moment the arrow was shot, her lips opened slightly, her throat rolled, and a strange sound came out of her mouth.
A sharp, long whistle came out from the dark elf's mouth, as if it had some kind of power, which was added to the arrow. It rushed directly towards Weng Ziqiang's chest like a sound wave.
“Crack!”
The air seemed to be cut by the arrow, and the surroundings became sticky in an instant. It pierced Weng Ziqiang's chest fiercely, and a stream of blood immediately splashed on the ground.
Seeing this situation, Weng Zhiqiang also took precautions. Although he could not move, he could still use his strength. At the moment when the dark elf shot the arrow, he frowned, and the muscles around his body rolled wildly inside his body like insects, and then all gathered in his chest.
Although the arrow pierced into his skin, it was only some superficial injuries. For a master of his level, the wound would heal within a few seconds and would not cause any harm at all.
"Tick-tock..."
"Tick-tock..."
However, reality slapped Weng Zhiqiang hard in the face. He clearly used his muscles to defend against the fatal blow. The wound was only the size of an arrow tip, but even such a small wound was oozing blood like a stream, with no signs of healing at all.
The Favor of Misfortune
As Rose's priestess, the dark elf not only possessed the ability to summon wax melts, but she also learned some spells. On the arrow just now, she cast some doom spells, which caused continuous damage and non-healing damage.
"How dare you, an outsider, meddle in our Qiaodong family affairs?" Weng Ziqiang was hit by the dark elf. His originally violent character was ignited like a flame, and his voice became even colder. "Even if I die, I will take someone with me to be buried with me. Since you are so righteous, then die with me!"
As he spoke, Weng Zhiqiang glared and took a step forward with his legs, making a rumbling sound like a stone pillar stepping on the ground.
They are just thugs.
Knowing that he was surrounded and unable to escape, Weng Zhiqiang went completely berserk, and his target was no one else but Chen Feng who was standing not far away.
However, although Weng Zhiqiang seemed to be running wild with hatred, he actually had a plan in his mind. He knew Chen Feng's identity. Now that he appeared here, he must have formed an alliance with Feng Zhiyong. As long as he was captured, the pro-war faction might be afraid to act rashly. At that time, as long as he could hold on until reinforcements arrived, he would have a chance to survive.
Of course, in addition to this reason, there are also many masters surrounding Feng Zhiyong, making it difficult to get close to him. But Chen Feng is different. Although there is an archer protecting him, his life cannot be threatened in a short period of time.
Of course, you should pick the softest persimmons.
boom!
Weng Zhiqiang punched out!
Although the two were only a few dozen meters apart, Weng Zhiqiang's punches were like a swinging hammer. Relying on inertia, they were close in the blink of an eye and aimed directly at Chen Feng's chest.
Weng Zhiqiang was now making a desperate move. All his strength was concentrated on this one punch. The hair on his body began to grow again, and he completely turned into an ape, with bulging muscles and dark skin. His black hairs were like iron thorns. If an ordinary person touched them, their hands would bleed and their skin would be pierced instantly.
The huge fist seemed to cover Chen Feng's head all of a sudden, and the surroundings became a vacuum. One punch actually simulated this kind of pressure, and Chen Feng, who became the target, felt as if his skin was torn apart.
“Have I been underestimated?”
However, Chen Feng didn't care and completely ignored the other party's threat. Even his breathing was as steady as before. He didn't show any panic because of the other party's rampage.
A petite figure stood in front of Chen Feng.
No one saw how soon she appeared. Just a shadow blocked Chen Feng's way. She had a beautiful face, but the most eye-catching thing was her body structure, which was different from that of humans: cat ears and a cat tail.
The monkey and the girl.
This scene is just like a crazy rhinoceros in the grassland encountering a weak little white rabbit, giving people the illusion of a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Some people even closed their eyes, unable to accept the fact that such a beauty was killed with one punch. Just when everyone was in disbelief, the girl took a deep breath, raised her arms, and rushed towards Weng Zhiqiang!
As the two fists collided, Weng Zhiqiang's crazy posture began to wilte. It seemed as if there was a mountain blocking his way in front of him, not a delicate and lovely girl.
—Energy
A shocking scene appeared. Weng Zhiqiang's body was crackling like a broken machine that could break at any time.
Fulla used her strength to fight back, using softness to overcome hardness, and disintegrated Weng Zhiqiang's power from within. However, although this punch had the upper hand, Fulla became more vigilant.
Obviously, Weng Zhiqiang also took a bold and open approach, without any so-called tricks, and completely believed in his own strength.
"If my punch hits the enemy, even an evolved zombie will be blasted into a bloody mist. How did this girl do it? She actually withstood my attack. Where did this guy Chen Feng find these monsters from?" Weng Zhiqiang was a little confused. He never thought that he would be repelled by a woman.
"Powerful, submit to a higher power."
Fulla lowered her head and uttered a battle prayer from her throat. As a master of boxing, after reaching the peak of her powers, her boxing skills, moves, as well as the mastery and application of strength, had all improved dramatically. At this time, she was completely immersed in it. Compared to Weng Zhiqiang's suspicion, she instead devoted herself to the battle wholeheartedly.
"I won't give in!"
Weng Zhiqiang lowered his body and supported his retreating body. After a brief moment of shock, he was replaced by anger. He was actually defeated by a woman. It seemed that the other party was not very old. How could this be possible? For Weng Zhiqiang, this was simply a shame!
In the end of the world.
Weng Zhiqiang used women as tools to vent his emotions. In his eyes, those women were completely useless except for bringing him happiness. However, reality gave him a heavy blow. His confident fist was actually defeated by a woman. After the deep sense of frustration, he was filled with jealous rage.
He couldn't accept that he would be defeated by Fulla!
revenge!
Must take revenge!
Weng Zhiqiang clenched his fist and swung it out again, giving people the feeling that when his fist blasted out, the surrounding ground began to shake.
"seal up!"
At the critical moment, Zhou Xian finally took action. He held a brush and wrote the word "seal" in the air. Then, the hands and feet of the originally heroic Weng Zhiqiang were tied up, and his body was kept in an attacking posture.
The name of Iron Painting and Silver Hook is well-deserved.
As his realm improved, the words Zhou Xian wrote contained powerful energy, and each word had a different meaning.
Fulla saw all of this. As a creature of the abyss, she had witnessed too much betrayal and killing, and never cared about the so-called martial spirit. To her, as long as she could knock down the enemy, the process was not important at all!
"boom!"
A figure and a punch hit Weng Zhiqiang directly on the temple. Fulla was good at using the fastest time and speed to bring the shadow of death to her prey, and time froze at this moment.
Weng Zhiqiang was hit directly on the head, his pupils dilated for a moment, and then blood flowed from his ears, nose and throat. There was still unwillingness in his eyes, but his body was exhausted. With endless regret, he fell straight on the street.
Dead.
A master who was comparable to Li Chuan was killed in the ambush right in front of him, and there was no possibility of him getting up again!