Chapter 1030 The Second King of War

Because Su Tianran did not rush back to the location of the science and technology team in time, the videos in the Bilarbia area are still continuously uploaded to the Internet, which is almost equivalent to live broadcast.

Wang Zheng, who was covered in blood, stood in the wind and sand, quietly looked at the scene of the eastern sky, which was deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Wang Zheng said this to Li Yiran, but her life and death are uncertain now, and she can't hear this sentence at all.

"I'm sorry." Wang Zheng blamed himself and said that he clenched his fists. There were always so many people who brought them life danger because they had more or less to do with him. This is Wang Zheng's most guilty place.

Although he has killed Brother Arro, he still can't calm down the hatred and anger in his heart.

At this time, Wang Zheng's hatred for the sunglasses man is increasing day by day. If it hadn't been for this guy who pretended to be a ghost, all this would not have happened!

Standing under the scorching sun and standing in the wind and sand, Wang Zheng seemed to clearly smell the smell of blood floating in the distance. He turned around and looked back, which was already the smoke of war.

Just now, he drove an SUV all the way. It was so far away from the battlefield and at least 20 kilometers away from the battlefield. Wang Zheng took another look at Arro's body, shook his head and was ready to get on the car and return to the battlefield.

Now his physical exhaustion is extremely huge, and the wounds on his body are still bleeding outside, and the pain all over his body has numb him. Now Wang Zheng is completely supported by his strong will, and he is also approaching the limit of his body little by little!

However, at this time, the afterglight from the corner of Wang Zheng's eyes swept a figure.

Under the scorching sun, this figure looks so abrupt in the bare desert.

In the suddenness, there was harmony. Wang Zheng stared at it again, as if he had merged with this desert.

More importantly, Wang Zheng doesn't know when this figure came here!

A Chinese old man in a white robe, with a snow-white beard hanging down to his chest and soft white hair hanging down to his waist, simply tied up, with the demeanor of a martial arts master.

The crane's hair is like a child.

Staring at the old man, Wang Zheng's expression became completely solemn. At this time, he didn't forget to take a bottle of water from the co-driver and pour it down. The cool ** instantly moistened his body as if it was about to burn, and his physical strength recovered a little, which also calmed him down a lot.

Looking at the old man, Wang Zheng's heart was boundless chill, and he was also thinking about this person with the legendary figure many years ago.

"Are you... Duanmu Yichen?" Wang Zheng asked uncertainly that his eyes had narrowed into a line. Whether the old man opposite him was the legendary character or not, it brought him a feeling of extreme danger!

"That's right, it's me." The old man named Duanmu Yichen brushed his beard and smiled, "I didn't expect that after so many years, someone could recognize me. Young man, you are very good and worthy of my action."

Hearing Duanmu Yichen say this, Wang Zheng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Aren't you dead?" Wang Zheng's voice was low: "You are a dead man. You have been dead for 20 years."

Duanmu Yichen, a descendant of the Taiji family, said that he improved the strength and softness of Taiji and added many of his own elements, making the attack sharper, the defense more stable, and finally becoming a generation of masters.

The above are not reasons for Wang Zheng to worry, because this old man with crane hair and childish face has another identity in addition to being a Taiji master.

In the past year, there were seven masters under Su Fuhua's account. Naturally, Tantai, known as the "South Wind North Lake" together with the blazing Lake and has the highest reputation of "the first king of war", followed the wind. Xie Ping'an, the "King of Wing Chun" who once fought with Wang Zheng, can only rank in the middle and lower reaches of the seven masters. With the passage of time, Xie Ping'an is the only one left to die and retreat.

Xie Ping'an was seriously injured by Wang Zheng, who suddenly raised his speed in the island country. Then, Shantai, who had achieved martial arts, appeared with the wind. A light palm turned his former comrades-in-arms into flesh and blood, while the once most prestigious Yantai with the wind became an unacceptable appearance of a half-man and half-ghost, and finally died. Under the joint siege of the dragon scale troops, it can be said to be miserable.

And this Duanmu Yichen is the second master of the seven wars after the wind! Among these seven people, Wang Zheng can't even deal with Xie Ping'an, let alone the second-ranked Taiji genius!

Duanmu Yichen is a martial arts genius. His talent is not under the wind in Tantai, and his understanding is extremely high. Otherwise, he will not be able to push the traditional martial arts of Taiji to such a peak just by his personal perception. He is both offensive and defensive, strong and soft, with almost no flaws and weaknesses.

It is rumored that Duanmu Yichen died of heart and lung failure 20 years ago due to excessive overdrawal of his body during practice. In the past 20 years, Duanmu Yichen has indeed never appeared. Everyone thinks that he is dead, including Wang Zheng.

However, it turns out that the history of Jianghu can't stand scrutiny. The people who once died stood alive in front of Wang Zheng.

Is it weird? It's okay. I don't know how many strange things Wang Zheng has seen since he was a child.

Since he came, everything will be revealed.

Su Fuhua, this old guy, finally can't help but do it! He really has hidden cards!

"If you die, calm down. Why do you still jump out of the coffin?" Wang Zheng said sarcastically.

"No, I'm not dead. The wild history of the world is all fabricated. You can't believe it casually. If you believe it, you're wrong." Duanmu Yichen shook his head.

"I was wrong?" Wang Zheng sneered: "I'm right. I've always adhered to what I think is right."

"What you think is right may not be right. What you think is wrong may be right." Duanmu Yichen's words are very straightforward and also have some Taiji artistic conception.

"Are you talking nonsense?" Wang Zheng didn't like to have too much nonsense before the fight, but now he has changed his strategy. He has to take advantage of the gap between words to recover his precious physical strength.

"I seldom talk nonsense, or I seldom talk. You are the first person who is so younger than me and let me say so much."

"In the past 20 years, I have never taken action even once, young people, this is your honor." Duanmu Yichen smiled faintly, with a smell of dust.

However, Wang Zheng didn't feel that the person opposite was like an old fairy. He shook his head and said, "From your body, I smelled a strong smell of pretentiousness."

: Finally, I saw the friends who sent flame red envelopes in *, Gao Gao, Jiaqi, Xin Yu, Walton Wang, Shen Jian, thank you very much. Today, I also tried to beat zombies on the page of the Urban Evil King, but I didn't expect that every red envelope could burst out. So, everyone saw that I hit 30 times and gave myself 30 red envelopes naked, which was really shameless.