The eyes are like stars in the night, but full of evil and delusions.

The dead air is boiling.

Yang Zheng hurriedly used a secret silver glove to block the sharpness of the crescent blade, and was smashed backwards by the violent impact force.

The light of those evil eyes became brighter, and even made Yang Zheng's mind "buzz" and a feeling that the soul was about to lose its body came. Fortunately, the "Barbie" in his chest was heated, and Yang Zheng's mind was cleared. Similarly, a strange silver light appeared in his eyes, and then it turned into a purple flame, gradually covering the entire pupil.

The moment when purple fire emerged.

The elf trembled violently, and he couldn't see his face clearly when he was covered by the black cloth.

But the pain and evil murderous intent in his eyes became stronger, and black blue smoke emerged from his body, and his body was constantly twisting in the night.

Yang Zheng shouted violently and punched his left hand.

It hit the elf directly on the face.

However, his fist seemed to hit a pool of liquid, deeply sinking into the elf's head, but he couldn't feel the breath of life.

The elf made a strange laugh, hoarse and sharp.

Didn’t it mean that the elves have the most beautiful singing voice in the world?

His voice is really unpleasant.

The following situation made Yang Zheng's heart beat violently, and the figure of the elf became thinner and thinner, as if it was a feather, and like a shadow under the dark light... But there were more shadows. In a flash, swaying, and then swaying, four black shadows formed a square shape to surround Yang Zheng tightly.

These shadows gradually became clear, but they were the black elf.

Four crescent-shaped blades shine with cold light.

It penetrated directly into Yang Zheng's heart.

The scalp was numb and the hairs stood up.

This strange scene was something that Yang Zheng had never heard of.

However, Sean, who was about to vomit to death, let out a desperate moan: "Shadow Assassin!"

Yang Zheng is now empty-handed. In addition to his right-handed silver gloves, he can block the crescent blade, how can he block his flesh and blood? What's more, although the opponent's strength is slightly inferior, his speed is extremely fast. Yang Zheng's heart sank, and a huge pain came from his arm, and blood instantly dyed his body red.

Four dark shadows, like smoke and dust, flew back and forth around Yang Zheng like shocking lightning.

The crescent-shaped blade is like a poisonous snake.

From the perspective that Yang Zheng could not resist, he repeatedly broke through his defense line. In the blink of an eye, Yang Zheng had seven or eight wounds on his body and his clothes were cracked into pieces.

No matter how Yang Zheng gathers his mental power, he cannot see through the flaws of the elves. Until now, he still cannot find the "winding spot of light". To him, the elves are like air, without trace.

The black elf hidden in the night was also darkly surprised.

"Fourth Level Clan Claw" is one of his most powerful tricks, and he killed the target without a single blow.

Although Yang Zheng was so hard that he could always avoid the key points. He looked bloody and extremely terrifying, but his life was not dangerous.

"You can't stop this." Barbie's voice was still so dull: "Back!"

Yang Zheng quickly lowered his head, and a cold wind blew by, and a long strand of his hair fell to the ground.

At this time, a feeling of cooling came from under his feet. Yang Zheng looked at it and secretly complained that it was not good.

The deck of the cruise ship finally fell into the water, which had already spread to his ankles.

The sound of fighting gradually decreased. Sean was left with only three military guards brought by Yang Zheng to support him. The blood wolf's eyes were red and bloody, blocking most of the attacks of the man in black.

However, the reinforcements coming from the lake were still a hundred meters away.

Yingbo Lake is huge, and the cruise ship enters the deepest part of the lake again. Samardin is very safe and safe. Sean is a playboy who ignores civil affairs. He does a very poor defense work when traveling, which leads to the current situation of being surrounded by enemies.

There was another severe pain in my right shoulder.

This knife almost cut off Yang Zheng's right arm, revealing the bones, and Yang Zheng's right hand completely lost its combat effectiveness. Now he is not even useful for his only secret silver gloves.

Is it going to die here today?

Yang Zheng stumbled and avoided several lightning-like lights and shadows, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart. From beginning to end, he was under the suppression of the elf assassin.

In addition to the mysterious Scarlett, he is the strongest person Yang Zheng encountered when he came to this other world.

He had no choice but to fight. Yang Zheng braved his sweat and raised his right hand to his mouth tremblingly. The power of the seal with his right hand was his last hope.

Although he doesn't want to use uncontrollable power, at this time, does he have any choice?

Gloves landed on the floor.

The air around suddenly became cold.

The elf assassin also smelled the dangerous blood in the air, spreading like a tangled fog silk.

In the darkness, my head was raised, and two red eyes were staring at the front.

The elf assassin's eyes became solemn, and the four figures raised the crescent blade in their hands at the same time. A hoarse and ugly voice came from the four mouths. The strange syllables contained some mysterious power.

Yang Zheng's right hand was like red glass, emitting a charming bloody color.

Since the battle has been going on, he has occupied the position of active attack for the first time.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. Yang Zheng rushed out. The syllables emitted by the elf became louder and louder, and the lake water was moving, and more and more bubbles came up, as if boiling water was boiling.

The red light splits the darkness.

A light red tail flame dragged past an elf shadow and split it instantly.

Yang Zheng did not stop for a moment, and flashed violently in another direction. A head soared into the sky again, and the second elf shadow dissipated.

There are two more!

Yang Zheng paused slightly by the side of the boat string, and his movements suddenly became lighter as willow catkins, floating towards the third elf shadow without a trace.

The third elf shadow rushed straight over, and the crescent blade was one point left and right, turning into two short daggers, and the body directly rotated at high speed. The short dagger stabbed Yang Zheng like a raindrop.

However, Yang Zheng, who had an unknown increase in his right hand, tore up any obstacles in front of him like a wild beast, and his shadow was split into pieces. Yang Zheng also had seven or eight wounds on his body. Yang Zheng, who had no pain at all, rushed towards the last elf.

It was so close that it was a glass-like right hand with a strange red light that was about to penetrate the elf's body.

Then the elf's strange syllables had been read to the end. His eyes suddenly doubled, and his eyes seemed to be about to snatch the frame. A rapid surged up, pulling Yang Zheng's body at high speed, and it turned out to be the lake water that had already spread to his knees.

The lake waters were like living bodies, turning into thick silk glue, circling up like snakes, holding Yang Zheng's body.

The elf assassin sneered and spoke for the first time: "I can actually break my clone slash. I really underestimate you, but it's useless. You and I still have an unfundable gap in strength. It's such an unfortunate life. A strong man like you can only surrender to the feet of me, a stronger man."

The crescent blade was raised high, and the mirror-like blade reflected Yang Zheng's red face.

Are you going to die unwillingly?

What Yang Zheng was angry about was not that his life was about to disappear, but that his promise to his dead brother could no longer be fulfilled.

The crescent blade of cold light hits my face.

He closed his eyes.

Before his death, countless figures flew past his mind, father and mother, Xiaoyan, Hongshi, Mengxun... He even thought of Scarlett, if she was...

bite

A crisp sound broke Yang Zheng's fantasy.

He opened his eyes.

I was shocked to find that I was not dead.

The elf assassin had an arrow on the crescent blade in his hand. It was the arrow that allowed Yang Zheng to avoid the disaster of being decapitated.

A series of unpleasant syllables spit out from the elf assassin's throat. He looked at the distance angrily, with jealousy, fear, and even a fury full of inferiority.

"Swoosh" "Swoosh"

Two more arrows flew over, and the elf assassin blocked the crescent blade, but the sharp arrow directly pierced the iron blade. Then, a large piece of vines exploded, growing rapidly like a water snake, quickly wrapping the elf assassin's arm.

With a loud shout, the assassin pulled his back, and he rushed out, leaving behind Yang Zheng who was still shocked.

On the extremely distant lake, there was a green figure who actually stepped directly on the wave lake.

Yang Zheng had a strong eye. He could see him put down the bow in his hand and rushing directly on the lake.

God.

What did he do? The lake surface was like flat ground under his feet, and the green figure ran like the wind, full of agility.

As the elf assassin escaped, the gelatinous liquid on Yang Zheng quickly turned into its original state. His hands and feet were free again, but the water had already spread to his waist. The roar of the blood wolf reached Yang Zheng's ears. He saw that there was only the blood wolf left beside Sean. He hugged a black-clothed assassin and stabbed the sword into his body. A sword was also stabbed into his body, completely in a state of death. Break bodies were floating on the lake, and blood stained the lake near the cruise ship red.

The elf assassin's escape caused the black-clad assassins to suddenly change their actions, give up Sean, and all rushed towards Yang Zheng with murderous intent.

Yang Zheng, whose body was half of his body was greatly hindered, but his right hand was greatly strengthened. He grabbed a stabbed sword with one hand and pulled the man into his arms. He buckled and twisted his arm, and the man's neck bone made a broken sound like a bean-like breaking sound.

The black-clothed assassin rushed over completely desperately, and the ship became deeper and deeper.

It soon fell into Yang Zheng's chest.

The black people surrounded Yang Zheng in the middle, and Yang Zheng fell into a hard battle. If he was on land, with his current strength, he would definitely kill all these people, but he could not exert one-fifth of his original strength in the water.

After shaking his claws with one hand and crushing another man in black's throat, the water also spread to his mouth. The fishy smell of lake water poured into his mouth. Under his feet, his waist tightened. Several men in black wrapped themselves around him with their bodies. More and more sword lights, he was finally pulled into the lake. Yang Zheng, who was holding his breath, was held tightly in the lake water by the men in black, and his abdomen was hurt again, and a knife penetrated his body.

The lake water poured into his mouth, his strength was losing rapidly, and his eyes became blurry...
To be continued...