Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 2 The Wind Rises and the Sky Cold Chapter 344 Zi Che! (Second Update)

Volume 2 Chapter 344: Zi Che! (Second update)

Tired, Su Ming didn't know how much time had passed, because the sky was always surrounded by green mist, the mist was rolling, and the roar inside was always coming out. church

The sounds of fighting and screams all around merged together, as if they had turned into an eternal tone. Under this tone, everything was repeated, repeated, and repeated.

For example, in this war, he himself, who is so small, is doing things like killing, killing, and killing again. Gradually, the feeling of exhaustion becomes deeper and deeper, making people unable to help but feeling in a trance.

But the end of a trance is often life and death. If you die, you will be in eternal sleep. If you live, it will be a forced stimulation, which can be exchanged for a short-term excitement, but that excitement comes from overdrawing life... a short-term excitement. After that, there was another deeper feeling of exhaustion and confusion.

How many people can avoid the moment of life and death caused by the first trance under this exhaustion? Maybe once, twice, but three times, four times and countless times... This is a battle that not only has the Witch Clan as the enemy all around, , there is also a war between enemies in itself.

The killing continued endlessly, and the blood continued to blend into the earth, making the witch clan outside Tianlan City, say that the blood flowed into a river. It is not an exaggeration to say that the blood on the ground and the splashing ripples were like countless pairs of indifferent eyes, Looking at all this cruelly.

Ze Feng has returned to Su Ming's side. This was not because of his own volition, but because Su Ming's roar triggered the moon wings that could be felt, forcing Ze Feng to come back.

When he returned to Su Ming, he was occupying the body of the huge ferocious beast from before. Only half of its body was left, but it was still alive strangely.

The battle continued. Su Ming didn't know how many witches he had killed, nor how many scars he had on his body, nor how many times his divine general's armor had collapsed. Even the Hanshan Bell had broken down. How many times had he been forced back into his body by a large number of supernatural powers, causing injuries to his body. ""

Especially on his chest, there was an almost fatal penetration. This wound was caused by a spear whizzing from the side when the black woman flying out to block another attack from Su Ming. Caused by penetration.

This is a battlefield with too many immutable factors and too many enemies. You cannot fight alone...

As the war continued, Su Ming didn't know where he was on the battlefield. He just saw a familiar head. After being chopped off by a man from the Wu clan, it flew up into the sky. This person's name was Su Ming. He didn't know, but he had seen him before, and he was a disciple of the Tianhan Sect.

The head fell in front of Su Ming. The man's expression was confused, and there was also a hint of relief, as if he had finally closed his eyes from that exhaustion.

Su Ming looked at the head, raised his right hand suddenly, and brought down a violent palm behind him. There was a roar and a whistling sound coming from behind him. The roar was caused by the sudden arrival of a Wu Clan behind him, and the whistling sound came from behind him. Yes, it is the pursuit and penetration of the green light sword.

Su Ming opened his left hand, and a piece of fly ash dissipated. It was a stone coin.

He has swallowed a lot of medicine so that he can maintain his fighting strength. He has also consumed a lot of stone coins so that his consciousness can continue to spread and give him a greater chance of survival. , can also keep the green light sword sharp.

On this battlefield, all magical powers are not as fast and convenient as a clean killing. Su Ming's speed is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and his attacks are murderous. If he kills the opponent, he gradually learns not to love fighting, but Immediately retreat and go in another direction.

"Su Ming!" In this unexplained killing, when Su Ming killed a person from the Witch Clan, his face turned pale, and a visible bone wound was exposed on his thigh, a surprised voice came to his ears.

Turning around, Su Ming was still in a daze, but even though he was in a daze, his consciousness was protected by instinct. He saw a big man who had cut off the head of a shaman and looked at him. Su Ming had seen this person before, and he was a disciple of the Tianhan Sect. The latest chapter of the Temple

The big man's eyes were also blood-red and he was exhausted. He nodded to Su Ming and left quickly.

"This feeling feels like a dream..." Su Ming turned his head and moved forward, killing and tired. The sound of fighting in his ears seemed to have become eternity, constantly echoing.

He saw the witch clan with different ferocious beasts, and also saw some masked people in the witch clan. These people, like Su Ming, shuttled around the battlefield, and wherever they passed, there was constant rain of blood.

However, all the shamans wearing masks like this exude a powerful evil spirit. Ordinary barbarians are no match for them. Su Ming saw in a daze that the barbarians who could fight against these masked people were also those wearing masks. man of.

It's just that those who wear masks among the barbarians, the color of the masks is black, which is very different from the white of the barbarians.

As Su Ming moved forward to kill in a daze, the nearly fatal wound on his chest was caused by a spear thrown by a masked man from the Witch Clan. There was a cross crack on this man's mask, and he was thrown After taking the spear, he looked at Su Ming coldly from a distance, turned around and left.

Su Ming saw these, but he was in a daze from exhaustion at the moment. With the sound of killing echoing vaguely in his ears, Su Ming took a step forward and came to a young man from the Wu tribe. This was a man who looked like There was also the immature Wu Clan. His face was covered with blood, and he was roaring and rushing forward until Su Ming walked past him and took away his head. His body spurted blood and rushed forward again. After taking a few steps, he fell down.

Su Ming walked numbly and came to the side of another Wu Clan man. As he walked past, this man's head was held by Su Ming, but his body chose to self-destruct at the moment when the head was separated. The roaring sound The force of the impact caused Su Ming's mouth to overflow with blood, but he continued walking without stopping.

Walking, walking, Su Ming's God General Armor seemed to be infected with Su Ming's fatigue after being destroyed and reorganized many times, and its recovery slowed down. His Hanshan Bell also filled the hearts of countless people. On the battlefield, he was bombarded by magical powers that were not attacking Su Ming but were scattered around. Su Ming's body rang with bells. Ze Feng also disappeared without a trace. He was scattered by the crowd. Coupled with his ferocious beast's body, he was inevitably killed. The red-eyed barbarian misunderstood and now has disappeared.

If this continues, maybe Su Ming will survive this war, but it is more likely that he will die in this trance state.

Until Su Ming's eyes saw a very familiar face among the more than ten barbarians who were surrounded by a group of witches in the distance.

The face was stained with blood, and his expression showed absolute despair at the moment, and he was fighting crazily.

The appearance of this person made Su Ming's trance come to a halt. He saw with his own eyes that the witches who were fighting with him in front of this person, fighting for their lives while being seriously injured, moved toward the person Su Ming was familiar with. The man spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The blood obviously contains the power of destruction. If it is sprayed, it will definitely penetrate the face and skull!

The pupils of Su Ming's eyes shrank sharply. At this moment, his whole body seemed to wake up from his sleep, and suddenly recovered from his trance.

The sound of fighting in his ears became clear immediately from the blur, and the world in front of him suddenly became complete from the previous hazy state.

"Zi Che..." Su Ming murmured. He didn't hesitate at all. In the moment of clarity, he took a big step forward. With this step, the fighting in Su Ming's ears disappeared and was broken by a sharp sound. The sound replaced it, and his body suddenly rushed out at an indescribable speed.

His speed was so fast that before the blood spurted by the Wu Clan person fell on Zi Che's face, Su Ming's body had already crossed several hundred feet and appeared in front of Zi Che. The strong wind swept up the black blood almost instantly and dissipated directly. As for the seriously injured Wu Clan, he didn't even have time to check what happened, but he felt as if a city wall was coming towards him, and his body was rolled back by the strong wind. His body collapsed directly.

"Uncle Master!!" The sound of a carriage came to Su Ming's ears, and he staggered. The continuous fighting and the use of extreme speed many times made Su Ming's mind and body tired. It was the limit, but he still took a step forward, unleashed his extreme speed, and took action quickly.

With Su Ming's help, the dozen or so barbarians who were besieged by the Wu clan rose up to resist, fought and retreated. After a while, after many of the Wu clan people were killed and injured, they finally got rid of their siege.

Up to this moment, Su Ming had spilled several mouthfuls of blood in succession, and was caught by the quilt cart as he staggered. The rest of the barbarians, all covered with injuries, quickly guarded Zi Che and Su Ming in exhaustion, looked around cautiously, and retreated.

Zi Che's voice seemed far away in Su Ming's ears. Su Ming looked at Zi Che with an anxious face, closed his eyes and opened them in a flash, then nodded.

"Zi Che, is he your uncle?"

"His speed is so fast, especially the wind he stirs up at that speed, which is comparable to supernatural powers!"

"Zi Che, what's your uncle's name!" The barbarians who were retreating while protecting Zi Che and Su Ming spoke one after another.

"My name is Su Ming." Su Ming took a deep breath and no longer needed Zi Che's support. After taking out some medicine and swallowing it, he retreated with the dozen or so people.

"On this battlefield, no one knows whether they can survive, regardless of their seniority. Brother Su, there is something wrong with you. Are you a witch hunter who is participating in the battle alone?" As they retreated, these more than ten barbarians It was very orderly. The seven or eight people outside were not distracted. They retreated and fought with the approaching witch clan. Then they quickly changed positions with their companions behind them and took a short rest.

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