Chapter 1910

Zhou Zheng looked coldly at the little Saint strong man. His body made a sudden force and flew out with a bang.

People are still in mid air. The body of the little saint is directly broken into blood fog and disappeared!

Raise your hand and kill a strong man!

Soon, around Zhou Zheng, some strong people gathered around him, stared around with vigilance, guarded him and prevented him from any accidents.

They all know that Zhou Zheng's body has been in trouble after several wars and is much worse than before.

"Don't do that! I'll deal with these little saints and strong men! You go to hunt the enemy in the low realm! Reduce pressure for our colleagues to the greatest extent!"

Zhou Zheng waved his hand, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said in a deep voice.

"But... General, your body!"

Someone hesitated and said with worry.

Zhou Zheng said indisputably, "it doesn't matter! Prime minister, in order to support us, even his guards have been released! He doesn't care about his own safety. Is Zhou Zheng more valuable than the prime minister? Besides, if I die, I can win this victory, Zhou Zheng, how can I cherish this body!"

"Needless to say, I have made up my mind! Carry out the order!"

"Yes! General... Take care!"

Those little saints and strong men looked slightly changed, and their eyes were red. Finally, they clenched their teeth, bowed to Zhou Zheng, turned and left!

Kill the enemy!

Do your best to kill the enemy!

"We must win!"

Zhou Zheng looked at them, pulled the corners of his mouth and seemed to smile. He turned around, kept walking and continued to devote himself to the next battle!

Soon, his powerful strength attracted the attention of the dark Legion!

The dark legion, many strong men flew out, and the terrible Qi machine directly locked Zhou Zheng. Vaguely, they wanted to surround him!

"Kill him! He is the commander of this enemy! Kill him and the enemy will lose his sense of propriety!"

A little saint of the dark Legion said slowly with a gloomy face.

While he spoke, the spear in his hand also appeared, and the light of Taoism and saints bloomed on him!

He went directly into the air and took the lead in fighting against Zhou!

Zhou Zheng looked ferocious, stared at the little Saint strongman, suddenly shook his long gun and said with a ferocious smile: "want to kill me? Come and fight!"

"No evil spirit, no great saint! Just rely on you disabled generals! You are powerful if you can persist until now! But that's all! No one can stop the footsteps of my dark Legion! Kyushu is no exception!"

The little Saint said coldly.

In the blink of an eye, he flew to Zhou Zheng's side, waved his spear, cut off the sacred light, and covered Zhou Zheng!

Zhou Zheng was fearless. His long gun came out like a startling dragon. He was also drinking angrily and made a deafening voice: "how dare you predict that I will lose Kyushu? I will kill you first!"

"Ridiculous! They are all little saints! Who can you kill!"

The little Saint laughed and didn't take Zhou Chen's threat to heart at all!

He violently shook the spear, the sacred spear, and collided with Zhou Zheng!

Bang!

Vibration sounds, terrible waves of air, bloom between the two! Swept out in all directions!

Rub, rub!

The little Saint strongman of the dark Legion retreated more than ten steps in a row. He felt numb all over and his body was almost electrified! As for the tiger's mouth holding the spear, it directly disintegrated and shed blood!

"How is this possible!"

The little saint was unbelievable. At the moment when he collided with Zhou Zheng just now, he felt as if he had met a human monster.

The strength of the flesh is beyond imagination!

Zhou Zheng didn't respond. At the same time that the little Saint strong was retreated, he had been shot at the little Saint strong again! Don't give him breathing time at all!

Brush!

Zhou Zheng was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he came to the little saint!

The little Saint strong man's face changed greatly, but before he could make any response, Zhou Zheng shot out, like a lightning flash, and pierced the little Saint strong man's head in an instant!

He said kill the little Saint first! If you succeed! One shot in the head!

The little Saint screamed, and his face was full of fear. Between his eyebrows, a blood hole was ferocious and almost transparent.

Blood and brains mixed together and flowed out along the wound! Then, bang! The little Saint fell on his back and fell directly!

Kill another little saint!

"Cough!"

Zhou Zheng's chest fluctuated violently for several times, and his breathing was also a little short. A moment later, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

I just feel hot pain in my chest! The internal organs seem to burst!

"I'm going to hurry up! This flesh won't last long!"

Zhou Zheng thought secretly, raised his eyes and swept away the little saint of the dark Legion again. With a flash of his figure, he appeared out of thin air.

The little Saint had no room for reaction and was blasted by him on the spot! Blood in the air!