The demon soldiers looked at Fang Zhengzheng, and their hands were shaking a little. This trembling made it impossible to shoot the arrows in their hands. If their hands were not steady, how could the arrows be steady
"Is this guy still a human?"
The same thought arose in the hearts of nearly 100,000 demon soldiers.
In addition, they have another guess in their minds.
That blow that Fang Zhengzheng gave just now...
Is it a coincidence
Still strength!
If it is true strength, does it mean that Fang Zhengzheng has been able to compete with Setting Sun...
impossible!
Almost instantly, all the magic soldiers rejected this speculation in their hearts.
Definitely a coincidence.
However, this coincidence is too coincidental.
First, Nangong Hao used the sound of the sword to confuse Can Yang's hearing, and then at the critical moment, he forced Can Yang to withdraw the golden holy light that protected his body, revealing a flaw, which led Nangong Hao to draw the sword.
With the flaw exposed, Setting Sun will undoubtedly focus all his attention on the defense of the character on his forehead.
Then…
Tragedy happened.
"Shameless, extremely shameless!"
All the demon soldiers felt hatred in their hearts. This was a typical example of taking advantage of someone's situation. However, despite their hatred, they also knew that although the opportunity was right in front of them, only those who could seize it would be the only ones who could seize it.
How many more are there
After all, it is holy!
Being able to approach a saint silently, and also seizing that slim chance to get close to the saint, reaching behind the setting sun at the moment when the hurricane of the Wuwei Sword disappears.
How terrifying!
…
on the ground.
Chanyang, who was wearing a sky-blue robe, was sitting on the ground, her face extremely pale, her long silver-white hair hanging around her shoulders, and her thin lips biting very tightly.
It was a kind of pain, an unspeakable pain.
He really wanted to keep himself standing, but only those who have truly experienced this kind of pain know how difficult it is to stand up at this time.
At this time, the only thing he could do was to make his posture look relatively good.
But precisely because of this, the pain became more and more intense, so intense that even the holy man couldn't help sweating, cold sweat on his back.
"Master!" Yun Qingwu was of course shocked by Fang Zheng's current appearance, but she finally turned her gaze to the setting sun.
An old man whom she respected immensely, an old man who was comparable to her father.
only…
Now this old man is in great pain.
At a certain moment, a thought really flashed through Yun Qingwu's mind, what a great thing it would be if she could help Can Yang bear this pain.
However, when this thought flashed through.
Her heart trembled slightly again.
Because she didn't want to bear this kind of pain.
This made her feel a strong sense of guilt. She felt that she should share the pain for her master, but now she didn't want to share the pain.
Contradiction, incomparable contradiction.
Can Yang didn't respond to Yun Qingwu's voice like before, let alone call him a good disciple. He even deliberately turned his face to one side.
Just to prevent Yun Qingwu from seeing his expression.
But his fists clenched.
On his arms, the veins were beating one by one.
…
In the sky, two figures stood looking at each other.
A man was wearing a white scholar's uniform. The white clothes were fluttering in the breeze, as dazzling as the white frost on the grass in the early morning.
And another person.
He was naked and stained with blood, and a strong murderous aura filled the air around him. He looked like an evil star rushing out of the bloody water.
Compared with Nangong Hao's chicness, Fang Zhengzheng is obviously much weaker.
However, there is a wildness in Fang Zhengzheng, a wildness that cannot be called overbearing, but can make everyone's heart palpitate.
The most important thing is Fang Zhengzheng's eyes.
Two completely different eyes appeared on the same person. Even the word incredible was not enough to describe this shocking scene.
As for Fang Zhengzheng himself...
He didn't think too much now.
In fact, he felt very uncomfortable now. His whole body felt like it was on fire. It was a feeling that everything from his internal organs, to his muscles, to his skin was completely burning.
It's hot.
It was so hot that he wanted to take off all his clothes.
Of course, he had no clothes on him now, only blood. The remaining blood made the world become extremely weird in his sight.
Red, blue, green, purple...
Of course, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that there is still a strong murderous intention rising in his heart.
This kind of murderous intention almost made him lose his mind. However, it was amazing that besides this kind of murderous intention, there was another kind of clear flow.
Very inexplicably clear.
It was this clear current that calmed his murderous intention to some extent, or rather...
balance.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't know what kind of state he was in now, nor did he know how long the power filling his body would last.
But one thing he knew.
After a hit, the next thing to do is to "take advantage of the situation."
Enjoy the achievement
That's not the time to do it.
So, he rushed down, like a falcon swooping down from the sky, towards the setting sun, which was half kneeling on the ground with a painful look on his face.
While you are sick, I will kill you.
Fang Zhengzheng was moving very quickly, his eyes staring closely at the setting sun that was half kneeling on the ground. Those were two eyes without any emotion.
Indifference, strange indifference.
Especially the purple eye, which looks extremely strange.
"boom!"
Almost the moment Fang Zheng pounced down, a huge sound sounded. This was extremely fast, so fast that no one could even see clearly.
"So fast!"
The nearly 100,000 magic soldiers looked at the gravel and dust flying on the ground, and they all sighed in their hearts. However, while sighing, they also had an idea.
court death!
Could it be that Fang Zhengzheng really didn't know that the blow just now was just luck
Normally.
There is nothing wrong with taking advantage of the situation to pursue and beat up a drowned dog, but the opponent is the setting sun. Is the setting sun a drowned dog? Of course not, he is a saint.
Mighty Saint!
Without the interference of Nangong Hao's sword, if Fang Zhengzheng pounced directly like this, what else could he do if he wasn't seeking death
All the demon soldiers were waiting for Fang Zhengzheng to be knocked to the ground again by the setting sun. But this time, he no longer had the Dao Fruit, so how could he get up again
After a while.
The dust dissipates.
A figure slowly emerged, covered in blood.
Not far from this figure, a sky-blue figure rolled down, with one hand on the ground, looking a little embarrassed.
"You actually dodged it?!"
Nearly a hundred thousand demon soldiers looked at this scene with complete disbelief in their eyes. It wasn't that they didn't believe that the setting sun could get out of the way, but they didn't believe that the setting sun would get out of the way!
Why get out of the way
Setting Sun is a saint. Would a saint dodge a person's attack
Nearly a hundred thousand demon soldiers looked at the setting sun and the soaked sky blue robe on the setting sun. They really didn't understand the reason why setting sun moved away.
until…
A gun tip appeared on Can Yang's hand.
It was a broken gun head, and the entire gun head was covered with blood. Drops of bright red blood slowly dripped from the gun head.
"Ding Dong!"
The gun tip fell to the ground with a slight sound.
Can Yang's body seemed to have collapsed at this moment, lying on the ground sideways, with sweat like rain on his forehead and body.
"Gun head? Where did the gun head come from?"
"Why is there a gun head in Can Yang's hand, or a broken gun head?"
"Why is there blood on the head of the gun? Whose blood is that blood?"
In an instant, countless questions arose in the minds of nearly 100,000 demon soldiers, and soon, their expressions changed and became extremely strange.
Of course…
Along with the weirdness, there was also anger.
They finally understood why Can Yang couldn't stand up, and they understood even more why Can Yang avoided Fang Zhengyi's attack.
"This guy actually..."
Nearly a hundred thousand demon soldiers looked at the setting sun, and then at the evil star-like figure standing in front of the setting sun. A kind of cold air rose from the soles of their feet and rushed to somewhere in their bodies.
Subconsciously, more than half of the nearly 100,000 demonic soldiers made the same move.
one person…
How shameless can you be
How could he use such a "cruel" method against a saint
In his heart, does he still have any intention of leaving a little dignity to a saint
The nearly 100,000 demon soldiers were lamenting in their hearts.
Yun Qingwu was stunned.
She was completely stunned. She had never stopped thinking in her brain since she was five years old. However, at this moment, she found that her brain could not move at all.
"This guy, he... he actually... also used the tip of a gun?!"
Not only the demon soldiers and Yun Qingwu were in a daze, but even the faces of the Dragon Guards, Mountain Breakers, and Southern Territory soldiers were extremely strange when they saw the half-parted gun head that fell to the ground.
"Gunhead? Could he be..."
"This is so cruel!"
“…”
The Dragon Guards, the Poshan Army, and the soldiers from the Southern Territory were really speechless.
Also speechless were Chi Guyan, Pingyang, Xing Yuanguo, Xing Qingsui, and even Nangong Hao, who was about to rush down from Tianjijian, was speechless.
"this… "
“…”
Although Fang Zhengzheng didn't listen to the discussions of the people around him in detail, he could probably guess what they were thinking from the expressions on the faces of the people around him.
But can he say that he was forced
What else to do
Just your fingers are not powerful enough!
Such an opportunity…
Could it be more
Of course it's impossible.
This was the only opportunity to get close to Can Yang, and Fang Zhengzheng did think about whether to stab Can Yang directly in the back.
However, he did not dare to gamble.
Because the setting sun is holy.
He had never really tested how hard a saint's body was. Each of his punches was blocked by the golden light of the setting sun.
So…
Of course he wouldn't dare to stab him easily.
Moreover, the most important thing was that he didn't know if it would be useful to stab Can Yang's body. As a result, there were not many choices left for him.
There are only a few places where it can be stabbed, and it must be ensured that the blow is enough to cause Can Yang to be "seriously injured". In fact, he has no choice at all!
Just as the magic soldiers thought.
If Fang Zhengzheng's blow just now was not enough to cause a "fatal" blow to the setting sun, then the next outcome would be very simple.
He was directly beaten to death by the setting sun.
As for whether this blow is fatal or not, that can only be known after it has been stabbed.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't hesitate anymore and quickly rushed towards Can Yang again. He wanted to take advantage of Can Yang's "serious injury".
"boom!"
A huge roar sounded again.
There is no doubt that Can Yang's body rolled to the side again. The sky blue robe on his body was in tatters, his face was extremely pale, and there were blood stains on the ground.
"Why are you still standing there? Come on!" Fang Zhengzheng glanced at Nangong Hao standing in the sky, as well as the stunned Dragon Guards and Mountain Breakers around him.
He really hates the fact that iron cannot become steel.
When did this happen
Are you still watching the show in a daze
Didn’t you see that the setting sun was injured? At this time, if you don't attack in groups and beat up the drowned dog, can you find a better opportunity
Nangong Hao's expression moved.
As a child of a famous family, he has his own way of doing things. Even if he is the enemy of Can Yang, even if he is a demon, he will still respect Can Yang as his senior.
But he also knows...
At this time, it is not the time to worry too much, because this is a life and death situation related to the Southern Territory, and even the Great Xia Dynasty.
When the Wuwei Sword moved, sword shadows filled the sky again.
Nangong Hao did not hesitate too much, and his figure quickly disappeared into the shadows of countless swords, turning into a hurricane and rolling towards the setting sun below.
And at the same moment Nangong Hao moved.
A purple light also lit up, and Xing Yuanguo also moved. As a general with a military background, he would not worry about such things.
The art of war is a trick!
Are there too many cases of blackmailing you and me in terms of tactics
If there is such an opportunity, Xing Yuanguo will even make the same decision as Fang Zhengzheng. Of course, the premise is that he must be able to think of such a thing...
means!
The sword screamed continuously, and countless sword shadows surrounded Can Yang, spinning constantly, completely covering Can Yang's entire body in the sword shadows.
"Doing nothing means doing something!"
And among these sword shadows, there was a purple light full of fighting spirit, which shot towards Can Yang's forehead at a speed like a meteor.
besides…
There is another person.
A man whose whole body was bathed in blood, he had a pair of almost heartless eyes, one purple and one color, blooming with a strange and strange light.
At this moment, time seemed to stop.
Regardless of whether they are demons or humans, all eyes are looking at one point without exception.
There, three figures instantly merged into one, and in the middle of the three figures, there was a young man half kneeling on the ground with a look of pain on his face.
The long silver-white hair was fluttering, and there was no sparkle in a pair of dull eyes.
However, his teeth were clenched.
There were some veins on my face from biting down.
(The state is a bit bad. I have written this chapter over and over several times, deleted and rewritten it in the middle, so I didn’t post it last night. I owe a chapter. I will try to make it up before the end of the month! Well, there are only three or four days left before the end of the month. Oh my god!) (To be continued.) - Nankai University beauty school beauty Aili wears a cute nurse outfit. Please follow the WeChat public account to watch beauties online (Search meinvdao123 on Beauty Island and press and hold for 3 seconds to copy)