Wei Potian was the first to shout: "Wu Zhengnan, you have actually fallen into eternal night!"
This is one of the signs of the gradual demonization of the human body. Whether Wu Zhengnan has been controlled by the dark force for a long time and just used tricks to deceive the world, or this time he was suppressed by the dark force due to serious injuries and was suppressed by the dark force.
It only means one thing, he has completely fallen to Yongye's side.
Wu Zhengnan suddenly became angry and said angrily: "If I hadn't injured my body by practicing military tactics when I was young, wouldn't I have to seek a life-saving method from the dark side? You are from a noble family, and you have secretly learned combat skills since you were young.
How do you know how I felt when I was waiting for a high-level technique to save my life?"
He paused, pointed at Qianye and sneered, saying: "He is also practicing the art of military attack, and he is a fifth-level military king. Do you think this is a good thing? The faster the process, the shorter his life will be! It will take less than three years.
, he will feel the pain of various hidden injuries recurring, and will perish before he reaches the age of thirty."
Wei Potian became angry and opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Qianye said slowly: "In the Imperial Palace, isn't it possible to apply for martial arts to the military department by accumulating military merit?"
Wu Zhengnan looked at Qianye, his anger calmed down a little, and sneered: "You should also be from the military, and you must know that such special resources need to be queued up. At that time, they said that my military rank and merit were not enough, but if I were from a noble family,
, it barely meets the standard. Qianye, your future future may not be much better than mine. You can either become a dog of the world in exchange for a middle- or low-grade Kung Fu, or sell your life for ten years to see if you can save up before you die.
Enough military merit."
Qianye was silent, he could imagine Wu Zhengnan's despair when he was rejected that day. The empire's social hierarchy was strict, and almost any resource allocation would be linked to one's origin. The empire was quite fair, regardless of promotion or application for military equipment.
Strength and military exploits, but the conversion of military skills is different.
It was not just a book of engraved skills, but the most important thing was a complete set of potions used to repair hidden injuries on the body. Not only was it expensive, but the raw materials were also very rare, and the number placed on the military merit exchange list every year was extremely limited. So this
Origin is inevitably added to the distribution threshold of this special resource, which is why the military expedition is called the cannon fodder method.
Wu Zhengnan smiled lowly and said, "How can I serve such an empire?"
Qianye shook his head, and said in a soft but firm voice: "But nothing should be the reason for you to fall into the eternal night and in turn harm your fellow humans."
Wu Zhengnan was startled, then laughed wildly, and said: "You are really a stubborn little guy, then try the taste of my dark force, it can dissolve the flesh and blood in your body bit by bit until you become
A withered bone! The taste is no worse than the hidden wounds caused by the battle."
Wu Zhengnan punched out from a distance, and a black and red mist fire rushed towards Qianye, submerging him in it, so fast that there was no room for dodge.
"Xiao Ye!" Wei Potian didn't know where the strength came from, and stood up suddenly. There was an extra layer of earthy yellow light on his body. However, the light curtain of Qianzhong Mountain was extremely dim, like a candle in the wind.
I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long without being attacked.
Wu Zhengnan narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted: "You are not overestimating your own abilities!"
He waved his hand, and a ball of mist fire rushed towards Wei Potian. The mist-like scarlet fire was sticky and greasy, and it stuck tightly to the light curtain of Qianzhong Mountain, making a sizzling and violent erosion sound.
In the blink of an eye, the faint light of Qianzhong Mountain was swallowed up, and the remaining one or two fell on Wei Potian. In an instant, they eroded big holes in the extremely high-defense armor under his clothes, and then stuck to them. The skin, bones and flesh were all destroyed. Although Wei Potian's force continued to resist, the skin still quickly turned black and scorched.
Wei Potian was so stubborn that he didn't even hum. He still stood upright, and his clenched fists even started to shine with stars.
Wu Zhengnan snorted, with a fierce look on his face, and punched Wei Potian with another punch from Yaokong, shouting: "If you want to die so much, then I'll make it happen for you!"
Wu Zhengnan punched out, and the black and red original force pulled out a half-foot-long whip-like blaze, leaving the fist and hitting Wei Potian head-on. Wei Potian roared and waved his fist to meet the attack without fear, but Seeing how reluctant he was to even stand, how could he possibly be able to stop him?
A thin green light suddenly lit up in the sky, and a green leaf disappeared from Song Zining's fingertips and suddenly appeared in the void, splitting the black and red Force flames in half, and passed in front of Wu Zhengnan without stopping.
Wu Zhengnan shouted, staggered back two steps, and looked at his body in disbelief. A thin line of blood appeared on his chest and abdomen, and then opened up, turning into a terrifying wound. This was a line that almost killed him Disemboweled wound!
Song Zining spit out another mouthful of blood, and the emerald green leaf pendant hanging on his chest quickly lost its luster and became gray and rough. This time, he could not stand even if he leaned against the wall and fell heavily to the ground.
Wu Zhengnan looked at his wounds for a while, then looked at Song Zining and said, "You actually have so many ways to protect yourself. Even if we encounter you in the future, I may not be able to keep you. Why are you still here to die?"
Song Zining smiled lightly and said, "You won't understand."
Wu Zhengnan said solemnly: "It doesn't matter. After killing you, there is no need to understand."
At this moment, Qianye, who had fallen down after being attacked by the black and red mist fire, suddenly groaned and struggled to stand up. Some of the sticky mist fire still stuck to his body, and it was in a state of almost extinguishing. I don't know what kind of stimulation it was, but it suddenly started burning again, and large areas of flesh and blood began to burn and fester wherever it passed.
However, Qianye's situation was also extremely abnormal. As he stood up, bright red blood like water continued to gush out from the wound, and the rich vitality was surprisingly vigorous.
If you look carefully, the blood flowing out from Qianye's wound is like a living thing. It does not drip to the ground, but climbs and flows on its own. It spreads when it encounters a little mist and fire. You can see it in the white smoke that rises. When the mist and fire disappeared quickly, clusters of granulations were growing at a speed visible to the eye, closing the wounds in the blink of an eye, leaving patches of light scars. Deep in the wounds where bones were visible, the surging blood sometimes contained golden and The thin purple line flashed past.
For some reason, when he saw Qianye now, Wu Zhengnan suddenly felt extremely uneasy and frightened, as if he had encountered a natural enemy. His face darkened, he took a deep breath, and the wound on his abdomen shrank until only a rugged line remained. Long mark, he slowly raised his right palm, and black-red force mist fire appeared on it again.
Qian Yeping held up the twin flowers, and the lines on the gun body lit up one after another. His arms revealed the crimson light of the force, with golden light spots floating in and out of them.
Just now, in order to resist Wu Zhengnan's mist fire, the boiling blood energy in Qianye's body was swept away. All the dark red blood energy and purple blood energy were lying languidly in his heart, unable to move. Only the golden blood energy was barely usable. Here.
At the critical moment of life and death, the golden blood once again resonated with Qianye's remaining Dawn Force, and rushed into the twin flowers together.
Qianye suddenly sighed heavily and said, "Wu Zhengnan, what you paid such a high price for is this lowest level of blood?"
Wu Zhengnan was startled and didn't understand why Qianye said that. But the feeling of danger lingering in his heart was magnified hundreds of times, and his instinct made him choose to take action immediately, so Wu Zhengnan roared and punched out!
Qianye's finger steadily pulled the trigger, and then he heard two crisp sounds in his ears, as if something was broken.
The two-color flowers blooming side by side in the void swayed as before, but a new layer of force array emerged on the gun. It was a gauze-like mist intertwined with countless pale golden lights, covering the flowers of illusion with sunshine.
Like a coat.
In the muzzle of the twin flower guns, the bullets condensed by the Force were also light golden, like an inconspicuous ray of sunlight shining into the corner through the window. However, when the black and red mist fire shot by Wu Zhengnan hit them head-on, they suddenly felt like spring water.
It melted like ice.
The pale golden force bomb broke through the mist fire without any weakening or delay, and instantly bombarded Wu Zhengnan!
The golden light expanded rapidly, covering most of Wu Zhengnan's body. He suddenly let out an indescribable scream, as if he was experiencing the deepest pain in the world. The steel-like body kept struggling and twisting,
But the originally solid flesh and blood melted quickly like wax in the fire, pieces fell off, and the bones also eroded at the same time.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Zhengnan collapsed and turned into a puddle of something that I don't know how to describe.
"It's over?" This was Qianye's last clear consciousness, and then he knew nothing else.
For a moment, the courtyard, which was almost in ruins, suddenly fell silent.
Wei Potian was worthy of being thick-skinned and thick-skinned. After taking a breath, he was the first to stand up and struggled towards the puddle of things that Wu Zhengnan had transformed into. It looked like melted wax, with some clearly outlined internal organ remains solidified inside.
Seeing this strange scene, even if he had always been bold, he couldn't help but feel a little creepy at the moment.
While Wei Potian was staring at Wu Zhengnan's wreckage in a daze, a burst of fire suddenly flew over and landed on the pile of things. As soon as it touched the sparks, the wreckage burned violently, and the flames shot out more than ten meters high!
Wei Potian was caught off guard and almost had his eyebrows raised. He took two steps back and looked back. He didn't know when Song Zining had stood up, holding the crystal short spear gun in his hand, and there were still a few sparks floating in the air.
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The Song Clan's secret combat skill, the Beacon Fire Seed Delivery Gun, fired out flames of the Force, which were basically impossible to extinguish. And the pile of debris seemed to be particularly easy to burn, shrinking into a pile of black slag in the blink of an eye.
Wei Potian was startled, and suddenly became a little angry, shouting: "What do you want to do? This is evidence! It is ironclad evidence that Wu Zhengnan has collaborated with the enemy and rebelled!"
Song Zining vomited out another mouthful of blood, but his face became a little better. He ignored Wei Potian, walked quickly to Qianye, knelt down on one knee, a green light flashed across his hand, and the force condensed into a thin The fog fell like rain, constantly washing away Qianye's scarred body.
There were still some thin streams of blood on Qianye's body that were climbing and extending aimlessly. As soon as they came into contact with Song Zining's force mist, they immediately retracted into the body as if they were alive. The remaining blood was deep enough to see the bones. The wound also squirmed for a while and began to heal consciously.
Wei Potian's expression suddenly changed. He became quiet and stood there watching silently. Song Zining waited until all the blood on Qianye's body was washed away before he raised his head and said calmly: "Now you can call for rescue. By the way, please notify my guards."