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An Nuo wanted to take the chance to support Ye Zheng and use his trump card to capture Ye Zheng.

However, Ye Zheng was able to see the enmity in her eyes and form in advance, and after probing further, he made the first move and took control of her throat!

An Nuo's true identity, was the "pure energy life form" who had taken over the human body.

Gu Leigeli, although her fighting strength is strong, he has a fatal flaw: This woman's body is not strong enough, his ability to unleash inner force is limited, he can only use nimble and nimble pure techniques.

If it was a distance travel battle, with Ye Zheng's current state, he wouldn't be able to catch her movements, and could only hit her afterimage.

However, due to a moment of carelessness, due to her being too close to Ye Zheng, her life had actually ended up in the hands of Ye Zheng, who was riddled with scars and was unable to move at all!

"Just who are you?"

Ye Zheng used more strength in his hand and his throat made a "ge ge" sound.

A soft sound.

Although An Nuo was strong, her throat was still restricted by Ye Zheng, and she was unable to use any techniques at all, becoming fish on the chopping board.

At this moment, even though Ye Zheng was heavily injured, his remaining strength was still enough to kill her. As long as he released his internal energy, he could break her spine, crush her windpipe effortlessly.

"How preposterous … "If I had known this would happen, I would have killed him with a flying dagger from far away …"

An Nuo's beautiful face had already turned purplish green, with a sinister look, and a painful "ge ge" sound came from her throat.

Her voice was full of regret!

"You took over An Nuo's body?"

Ye Zheng coldly asked.

He could faintly guess what this so-called "An Nuo" was.

Just like Gao Xiaowen and Qian Chuanxun, they were all just controlled bodies.

In this moment of life and death, An Nuo used a complicated and ingenious method to capture her strength that came out of nowhere. She placed her hands on Ye Zheng's elbow and exerted force, wanting to break his arm bones.

Ye Zheng cried out from the pain, he swung his arm fiercely and threw An Nuo far away from a big and sturdy tree.

An Nuo's head originally was heading towards the big tree, but she quickly adjusted her posture in the air, spinning 180 degrees, then pushed off the tree's trunk with her feet, landing steadily on the ground.

As soon as An Nuo landed, Ye Zheng had already stood up straight and threw a punch at him.

Originally, Ye Zheng's Fist Peak was still more than ten meters away from An Nuo. She half-squatted on the ground, flabbergasted for a bit, and then guessed Ye Zheng's intentions.

According to An Nuo's prediction, no matter how strong Ye Zheng was, he would never be able to send his strength flying more than ten meters away with a single punch.

However, what happened half a second later, completely shattered An Nuo's expectations: An unstoppable killing intent rushed over, it was powerful like a clap of thunder!

An Nuo's heart was in shock, she tried her best to roll, "Peng!"

The trunk of the tree behind him was struck by the fist power. Fragments flew everywhere and a hole the size of a porcelain bowl appeared.

The leaves were shaken by the force and fell down like rain.

Ye Zheng, this guy, was actually able to teleport ten metres away and use "external use of internal force".

You hurt me in such a way?

Did he have a cannon in his hand?

An Nuo's heart was finally gripped by fear.

She did not dare to fight with Ye Zheng anymore, and escaped without looking back. Her body swayed a few times between the bushes and leaves, and then disappeared.

Ye Zheng was heavily injured, and was completely exhausted. After recuperating for a long time, he only managed to recover a small portion of his strength.

If An Nuo turned her head and continued to attack, she would be able to kill Ye Zheng in one or two moves. However, she was afraid of Ye Zheng and actually lost the courage to fight for her life.

"Courage!"

and "luck."

A pair of twin brothers.

Only the brave could gain the favor of the Goddess of Luck.

Ye Zheng and Kessler relied on their unparalleled bravery to reverse the situation in a battle that seemed like they would lose for sure.

"Ghost Fog!"

The organization had vanished into thin air, the thousand dragons had been annihilated, and An Nuo had fled in defeat.

Leaning on the big tree, Ye Zheng deeply sighed, feeling all the energy in his body being drained.

A wave of tiredness washed over him, nearly breaking the barrier in his mind.

After so many fierce battles, his body was now riddled with wounds. Even a man made of iron couldn't hold on any longer.

There was a wave of clamor in his ears, as if someone was loudly communicating with someone.

Ye Zheng slowly opened his eyes and saw a pair of fully armed men carrying automatic weapons in a search party.

He was about to speak when he lowered his head slightly and saw three or four moving red dots appear on his chest: the light of an infrared scope.

A few of them stepped over a few corpses, agilely running towards Ye Zheng, one of them even had a tactic lamp hanging below the M-4, causing Ye Zheng to be unable to open his eyes.

"Ye Zheng?"

A dozen soldiers surrounded him. The leader was not tall, and wore a black mask on his head. His bright eyes were shining like a beast.

Ye Zheng laughed helplessly, he did not know whether they were his friends or enemies, but he was tired and wanted to speak, so he could only nod in acknowledgement.

Ye Zheng didn't know if he should be greeted with a fatal rain of bullets, or with the goodwill of others.

"Shan Wang Group Mercenary Team D Captain, Chou Long."

The lead soldier carried an automatic weapon in front of his chest, stood at attention, bowed, and introduced himself loudly to Ye Zheng.

"You're from Z?"

Ye Zheng asked as he raised his eyelids.

"Malsena."

Chou Long replied: "Where is President Kessler?"

"You guys came late."

A deep voice suddenly came from the forest.

Kessler, who was covered in blood, walked out. He was leaning on his sabre with great effort. Although his body was extremely weak, he was still trying his best to maintain a steady and forceful pace.

Several mercenaries rushed forward to support his body. They helped him to a tree trunk, sat him down, tore off his clothes, and began to anxiously tend to his wounds.

"Beitiao Deyu lost?"

Ye Zheng asked.

"He lost a hand, and his pride."

Kessler, who had won, frowned. "However, I was unable to get the antidote for Xiao Chuhuan."

"Do your best, it's an easy task."

Ye Zheng sighed lightly.

"Someone, treat Mr. Ye's wounds as well."

Kessler remembered the unknown Xiao Chuhuan, her expression was gloomy, but she still ordered her subordinates to take care of Ye Zheng.

"No need."

Ye Zheng held onto a small metal box with two fingers.

"The things you carry with you?"

Kessler asked.

"It's given to me by the disintegrated Ghost Mist Ninja."

Ye Zheng slowly said.

Kessler chuckled and closed his eyes, no longer asking. He knew that Ye Zheng's courage and spirit was not only trusted by his comrades, but also acknowledged and respected by his enemies.

"When the main force was ambushed, wasn't Team D in time to outflank them?"

Kessler squinted at Chou Long.

"We were ambushed on the other side of the river and suffered heavy casualties. Although we have also killed some of the enemies, we are definitely unable to carry out our tactical plan. "

Chou Long lowered his head and said with a gloomy expression, "However, I don't know why, but the opponent's attack stopped and the ambusher also disappeared."

"If I cut off the head of the snake, the snake would naturally be unable to move."

Ye Zheng smiled slightly, "From today onwards, there will be no more ghost fog tissue s."