Ye Zheng was in the Qiongdingdao and the "Dark Blade"
During the battle, he had a feeling that Liu Mulin was a "Dark Blade".
Above all, in terms of aura, skills, none of them could control the domineering and brutal Lang Xi.
Suddenly, Ye Zheng remembered something: Liu Mulin had said that Lang Xi was a "Dark Blade".
"Zero"
This time, Ye Zheng finally understood: Lang Xi did not belong to the "Dark Blade".
but instead of a seven-pointed star,
The senior members of the organization were allies with the Liu Gongzi.
Lang Xi's cold personality and brutal style, really fit the description of the "Dark Elemental".
of the system.
"Lang Xi massacred five of my comrades."
Ye Zheng's entire body's muscles were ready, like a fully drawn out bow.
The girl in front of him was a thorny powerhouse. If he couldn't win quickly, he would be in a very disadvantageous position.
Moreover, how could he know about the "Seven-pointed Star"?
No other members lurking in the shadows?
"Mr. Ye, everything the Seven-pointed Star does is rational. It will absolutely not seek revenge for its personal grudge."
the girl said.
"Then why are you here?"
Ye Zheng asked.
"Destroying a ray of light should allow a suitable person to make up for this ray of light."
the girl said.
"You want to convince me to join the Heptagram Group?"
Ye Zheng suddenly realized.
"You take Lang Xi's place."
The lady teased.
"And the benefits?"
Ye Zheng's tone contained a tinge of disdain.
According to his imagination, the girl would say, "Countless wealth, luxury cars, beauties".
Something like that.
"Money and beauty can only be bought by the average person, not Mr. Ye."
The lady said with a serious expression, "Participating in the Seven Stars will one day witness the birth of a new human and the destruction of the old world."
Ye Zheng laughed coldly, "It sounds like you are a religious group. Well, I might as well be a priest. "
"The truth and the opportunity are right in front of you, but you ignore them."
The lady sighed deeply and said: "Regarding this world, the knowledge that you and I have is but a drop in the ocean. Many secrets are not something your barren brain can imagine. Joining us is a gift that many people can only dream of. "
"We talked for a long time, but we still don't know your name."
Ye Zheng said to the lady.
"I've long since abandoned my name. You can call me the Resurrection Lily."
The lady smiled: "If possible, you can call me Man Shu."
Ye Zheng frowned.
"Man Shu!"
This name came from the foreign word "Man Shu Sha Hua".
"Red Resurrection Lily"
According to legend, it was a type of flower that bloomed in hell. "A flower blooms for a thousand years, a flower falls for a thousand years, and the flower leaves never appear."
The flower of wonder was also the flower of the most heartless and heartless.
"I like that name."
Man Shu nodded.
"You are not from Siamese?"
Ye Zheng asked.
"My father was an engineer in Europe, a developed country, and my mother was a resident of an island country in Southeast Asia."
Man Shu's tone of voice was very gentle, soft and extremely pleasant to listen to. "Speaking of my own experiences, it is yet another long and bloody road. If you are interested, we can slowly interact."
"We had a good chat."
Ye Zheng said: "It's a good start."
"You agree?"
Man Shu's smile was somewhat reserved.
"Thank you for your good intentions."
Ye Zheng laughed, then suddenly flew out with a kick, lifting up a wooden chair with his toes, and smashed towards Man Shu.
Man Shu's long legs swept across, kicking the chair into pieces, causing wood shavings to fly everywhere.
At the same time, Ye Zheng moved closer to, ready to capture his arm.
"Unromantic."
Man Shu sighed, her feet moved as though she was riding on a pulley, nimbly retreating to avoid Ye Zheng's capturing technique.
Ye Zheng showed no mercy, his eyes revealing an expression similar to a lone wolf, his left hand formed a blade with his palm, slashing towards Man Shu's slender neck.
Man Shu was already leaning against the wall, her face revealed a slight smile, and she stood there, unmoving, as if she had given up resisting.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, a large hole appeared in the wooden wall to the left of Man Shu. The instant that the electric stone sparked, a man's figure entered the room and faced Ye Zheng head-on.
This man was the companion of the armed elements who had slaughtered Song Cai's subordinates the same day as Man Shu.
His true identity was the Seven-pointed Star.
The organization represents the "wind element"
It was the leader of the team, the Thousand Sunsets Island's Dragon One.
"Thousand Tang!"
Man Shu greeted with a smile.
"This person is extraordinary, I can't let him get away with it."
Dragon One coldly replied as he held Ye Zheng's hand, going back and forth, and fought with him.
Ye Zheng's attack that was aimed at Man Shu hid a few moves.
He knew in his heart that this woman's strength was not inferior to Lang Xi's.
An additional bonus was impossible to guard against.
With a single move, he was determined to kill or heavily injure her.
What he did not expect was that Man Shu's comrades would actually be lurking at the side.
Ye Zheng's intuition was very sharp, if a strong Qi warrior approached him, he would have a miraculous reaction.
However, this person could actually suppress his aura?
In the blink of an eye, Ye Zheng's fists were like blades that were slashing and slashing like axes, mixing with the sharp sound of wind, his might was astonishing.
After exchanging more than ten blows, they were unable to determine the victor.
Just as Ye Zheng was about to increase the force behind his attack, he suddenly felt his arm bend at an incredible angle, like a twisting snake.
He was greatly alarmed in his heart. He tried his best to control the accuracy and strength of his moves, but he was unable to do so no matter what he did.
Instantly, Dragon One's palm cut towards him diagonally. Ye Zheng leaned back and barely dodged it, but surprisingly, his shoulder felt as if a sharp blade had swept past it, blood splattering everywhere.
"Is this man hiding the blade in his hand?"
Ye Zheng tried his best to focus his attention to deal with the attacks.
He wanted to use the footwork to adjust the distance, but he was horrified to find that his legs melted like butter, firmly nailing him to the ground.
Ye Zheng did not have time to dodge, he could only use both of his arms to block in front of his face.
Pu pu
Two sounds. Ye Zheng's two forearms were injured at the same time, the pain was so deep that it seeped into his bones.
Dragon One represented the "Wind Element" of the Seven-pointed Star.
The power.
He had stored his internal energy in his palm, and when he swung it, it could hurt like a razor at a distance.
This technique, had already surpassed the knowledge of the human Fighting Techniques.
Ye Zheng clenched his teeth, and continued to fight.
His vision blurred, and the space in front of him jumped up and down.
He understood that he was hit by Man Shu's "illusion technique".
However, he couldn't remember when he was hit.
Thousand Sunsets' figure attacked him head-on. From Ye Zheng's perspective, the opponent's body was weirdly twisting and jumping, so it was impossible for him to see the opponent's movements clearly, let alone capture his moves and movements.
Soon after, Ye Zheng's body was shrouded by the fierce palm wind of a thousand dragons.
Could it be that this place was going to die for the next generation's soldier king?