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"Seven-pointed Star!"

The High Lord watched as Ye Zheng left without a word. Inside the hat, his eyes shone with a faint light.

Gao Xiaowen crossed her arms in front of her chest, looking to be deep in thought.

"You trust him?"

Gao Xiaowen asked.

"Ye Zheng's fighting strength and identity are extremely important to us. If we can subdue him, it will be a very important node of the Seven-Point Star. "

The High Lord replied.

"He is a heavy cannonball that cannot be pulled out."

Gao Xiaowen giggled, "Be careful that he doesn't slide on the wheels, or else she will point the cannon at us."

"Don't worry, I have a way to counter him."

The High Lord indifferently replied, as if he had already made up his mind.

In the underground training field, Dragon One was wearing a black tight suit and was training intensely.

His right hand was on the Sea King.

The surprise attack had been blown up. At this moment, there was a one-foot long double-edged sword attached to his wrist. Although his movements had been reduced, his agility had not been affected in the slightest.

In this training ground, he used the 'holographic projection technique'. "Huu …."

On the high ceiling, a few specially made stereoscopic projection devices moved randomly, casting lifelike images of several opponents on the ground.

Dragon One moved as if it was flying. The attack trajectory of the short sword was sharp and strange. Every time it passed by these three-dimensional images, it would emit "Rustle Rustle" sounds.

The sound indicated that he had hit his target.

In just a few short months, Dragon One's skills had increased by a lot. However, ever since he had interacted with Gao Xiaowen (Varla), who had just revived, a sense of urgency had risen in his heart. As another of the top seven star warriors, she had gone against the flow.

With just her own strength, Gao Xiaowen had basically swept clean all of Heptagram Group's enemies in Southeast Asia.

More importantly, Gao Xiaowen had actually joined hands with Trident!

Ye Zheng, the enemy, had taken down the "Light Light" from the front of the Organization.

Huang Yongxiang had also killed the revived demon "Wings of Light".

(Gu Leigeli), for a moment, nothing changed.

If Ye Zheng also participated in the Seven Stars, where would he be able to live?

Qiandao Long's expression was grim, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

His body flew horizontally and his short sword shot out like a meteor. A holographic projection of a person let out a "Sha Sha".

A sound.

Suddenly, the projector on the ceiling was extinguished!

The white light of the chandelier scattered onto the ground. As Dragon One focused his gaze, he saw a man's silhouette standing in front of him. The man's posture was very casual, but his entire body was emitting a biting cold killing intent.

Ye Zheng?

Dragon One's pupil contracted as the muscles beneath his clothes tightened.

Ye Zheng stood in front of Dragon One with a cold and indifferent expression, but his eyes shone with a light of cruelty and hatred.

The man in front of him was none other than the Ocean King.

The leader of the group was even the main culprit who forced Gao Xiaowen to her death.

But now, he had actually crawled out of hell and looked down on this person as a powerhouse. It felt like a lifetime had passed.

"Dragon One of the Thousand Temples."

Ye Zheng's voice was very calm: "You trained against the shadows and took pride in their inability to fight back. You thought that you had made great progress in your martial arts."

"Try?"

The Chinese of Dragon One was somewhat dry and astringent.

"I haven't forgotten about the scene of you being defeated on the Ocean King."

Ye Zheng took a step forward, and laughed mischievously: "Your right hand was blown off, and under the cover of a few underlings, you miserably climbed onto the helicopter. Of course, no matter how nimble you are, and how hard it is to climb the ladder without having one hand. "

Qiandong Long didn't reply. Anger surged in his heart. He spread his legs, and then positioned his right arm in front of his dagger, ready to strike at any moment.

"What is it? You want to kill me? "

Ye Zheng sneered: "As long as I mean it, I can torture you from a few meters away and break your bones little by little. However, I will still give you a fair playing field. "

"Cut the crap."

The face of the Dragon One was filled with resolution, and its body was like a full drawn bow.

He knew in his heart that the current Ye Zheng was no longer the same Ye Zheng he had been a few months ago.

As for Ye Zheng, with both of his hands behind his back, he actually didn't have any consciousness to defend at all.

"Come! I won't dodge! "

Ye Zheng actually opened his arms wide, exposing his chest to the range of the dagger's stab.

He knew that Ye Zheng's strength was unfathomable, but his mind was muddled by hatred, and his actions were too reckless and bold. As long as he had the thought of underestimating his opponent, he would have the chance to win with a single strike!

The instant the electric stone sparked, Qian Tang's body leapt up like lightning, and with all his weight on the tip of his short sword, he pierced towards Ye Zheng's chest!

This thrust didn't leave behind any moves nor did it leave a path of retreat. In terms of speed and technique, it had returned to its original nature, breaking through the limit of Dragon One!

Ye Zheng actually did not dodge!

Is he crazy?

Or was it that his confidence had exploded?

Even if Ye Zheng was a favored son of the heavens, he was still a flesh and blood man!

His skin and muscles could block the short sword's thrusting and slicing?

The moment the tip of the sword touched Ye Zheng's chest, Ye Zheng's left hand suddenly stretched out, and actually tightly grabbed onto the blade of the short sword, blood gushing out from the gaps of his fingers.

At almost the same time, his right hand had already grasped Dragon One's throat.

Dragon One's movements came to a halt. His eyes were filled with fear and disbelief!

"Clang!"

The dagger's bloody blade was broken by Ye Zheng and was thrown to the ground.

The thousand dragon's pupils became large, and the only left hand powerlessly grabbed Ye Zheng's right wrist, but was unable to struggle free.

Ye Zheng's right hand became tighter and tighter. Dragon One felt as if all the energy in his body had been squeezed out by Ye Zheng.

The sound was absolutely terrifying.

"What a pity."

Ye Zheng smiled, his expression looked like a lone wolf sizing up his prey: "If you were not in a rush, and instead used to travel, I probably would have had to take ten more moves to subdue you."

Thousand Tang Long clenched his teeth, and with his last bit of strength, he tried to kick Ye Zheng's crotch with his right leg.

However, Ye Zheng's right hand, which was grabbing Qian Tang's throat, had actually suppressed his body to the point where he was almost kneeling down.

Dragon One's body trembled violently as he struggled to resist Ye Zheng's strength.

Qian Tang understood that as long as he knelt down, he would never be able to stand up again.

"A dog that has lost its home, how shameless."

Ye Zheng let out a cold snort as he exerted some strength in his hands. Thousand Sunsets' body bent down in an exaggerated manner as the joints of his legs creaked.

"Enough."

Gao Xiaowen's voice came from behind.

Ye Zheng chuckled, he released the force in his hand and let go, causing the Myriad Dragon to stagger a few steps, violently coughing a few times, barely managing to stand still.

Killing the heart!

Thousand Tang's self-esteem and confidence had been shattered by Ye Zheng!