Thunder Martial

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Parimello walked out of the camp and walked towards Zichen outside the camp. He had insisted on going alone before, but naturally no one agreed.

Through watching the battle in the past few days, they can see how powerful Zichen is, and they are very worried that Zichen is still hiding his clumsiness. If there is a powerful way to kill Palimello in one face-to-face, then they will have nowhere to cry.

"Zi Chen, hello."

Parimero stopped tens of meters away from Zichen. If he came alone at this distance, he would naturally be under pressure, but now it is Zichen who should be under pressure.

Fortunately, there were only a few Wang Erpins, and no one else followed, otherwise he was really worried that Zichen would be scared away.

"It's you?" Zi Chen said coldly.

"My name is Parry Melo, from the Parry family."

Parimello smiled lightly, the smile was very gentle, and he could even be said to be very kind.

Zi Chen frowned, he didn't expect to be able to dispatch so many aborigines, it would be a second-rank king.

At this moment, he is thinking about whether he can use all his hole cards to kill the opponent in an instant.

In this way, without the opponent's command, I believe he can seize the opportunity to rush out.

Parimero looked at the calm Zichen and said: "I guess you should be thinking about how to kill me now? I advise you to give up this idea. I already know your methods very well. How can you kill me?" Could it kill me?"

"Your combat power is not weak, you have a ghost clone, and there is a space where you can teleport. Your friends should be hiding in that space, right?"

Zi Chen's expression remained unchanged, since the other party was able to monitor his every move, it was obviously normal to know his methods.

"The two armies are fighting, if you don't kill them, I will let you go today, but you will die in the end. Don't think that I will recruit you, it is impossible, we will not raise tigers, you must die!"

When talking, Parimello always had a smile on his face, and his attitude seemed to be an old friend Zi Chen hadn't seen for many years.

Zi Chen looked at each other, silent.

The next moment, his face changed,

The figure disappeared from the original place.

A sword mark suddenly appeared, passing Zi Chen's body, leaving a cut mark in the air.

Zichen appeared in the distance, with a bloodstain on his arm. He ignored the bleeding wound and did not look at the aborigine who was sneaking up. He just looked at Parimero with a cold smile in his eyes.

Swish!

The next moment, his figure disappeared.

The moment he disappeared, another sword mark passed by, and several streaks of blood flew in the air.

"The speed is pretty good. I was careless. If I knew it, I would have arranged a third-rank craftsman here. Maybe I could really kill him."

Looking at the streak of blood in midair, Parimero waved his hand, signaling that Wang Sanpin would come back, and he didn't need to deliberately chase him any longer.

Zi Chen retreated, with two more sword marks on his body.

In front of an absolute enemy, Zi Chen could understand being unreasonable, and he could accept that the other party arranged for Wang Sanpin to attack while saying no to beheading.

But when accepting this matter, Zi Chen also had a killing intent in his heart.

It is naturally impossible to run out for the time being, so he can only take advantage of this time to take the initiative to kill.

Vitality was circulating in his body, and the previous injury was rapidly improving.

A team appeared in Zichen's sight, this time Zichen did not take the initiative to wait for their arrival, but teleported in front of them.

The moment he appeared, the clone appeared from the other side, and the Soul Devouring King Grass also appeared from midair.

The battle broke out in an instant.

The energy of the thunder body was in a frenzy, and while the energy roared, the digital king Yipin was knocked into the air by him.

The Soul Devouring King Grass, which had been waiting for a long time, took the opportunity to launch an attack, piercing through the bodies of these people.

On the other side of the avatar, stone knives were cut off, and one after another was beheaded.

Before the other teams arrived, the battle here was over, and Zi Chen teleported away.

This team without Wang Erpin was massacred in a short period of time.

This is the price of these two wounds on his body.

Teleport away, and replace each other with the clone. After the consumption is fully recovered, Zi Chen will continue to kill.

During this period, he will encounter many forces, and many protoss can see this, which is extremely shocking.

In the past three years, in the past three years, the encirclement has shrunk a lot.

Zi Chen's figure appeared again, and another team arrived.

In this team, there is a Wang Erpin.

Swish!

Beside Zichen, there is an extra brilliance, it is a monk.

Holding the light shield in his hand, he rushed towards that Wang Erpin.

Above the light shield, a ray of light was aroused, and that light enveloped the light shield, and a powerful and heavy breath burst out.

boom!

The monk went on a rampage and collided with this Wang Erpin, a powerful force erupted, and Wang Erpin was directly sent flying by the monk.

Zi Chen and the clone appeared, together with the Soul Devouring King Grass, and began to slaughter other Wang Yipin.

With a smug smile on his face, the monk bumped into Wang Erpin again.

This is Wang Erpin from the craftsman clan, and the heavy hammer in his hand slammed down.

The heavy hammer fell on the light shield, causing countless ripples on the light shield. That powerful force stimulated the lines on the light shield, and the next moment these lines glowed, forming a strong counter-shock force.

boom!

This Wang Erpin was once again blown away by the force of the counter-shock.

In a blink of an eye, all Wang Yipins here were slaughtered, leaving only Wang Erpin alone.

The void flickered, and a black shadow appeared beside Wang Erpin soundlessly.

hum!

Beside Wang Erpin, a regular light appeared, which protected the body.

The energy trembled, and Wang Erpin's figure retreated, but the regular light on his body surface did not disappear.

Immediately afterwards, Zi Chen's real body and clone arrived, breaking through Wang Erpin's defense forcefully and killing the opponent.

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Seeing the disappearing image on the memory crystal, Parimello's face gradually became gloomy. In the past few years, those friends beside Zichen appeared one after another.

They still haven't awakened, but they have the combat power to deal with them, which caused them a lot of losses.

The only thing that makes him feel lucky now is that the encirclement has been reduced to an extremely small size after several years.

The time to close the net is not far away.

After another two years, when the death toll of the aborigines almost exceeded three digits, the encirclement finally narrowed to a limit.

Parimello looked at the small surrounding light circle on the sand table and said, "Let's go, it's time to close the net."

He walked towards the circle of light.

In that circle of light, Zi Chen was completely surrounded.

The space he was in was suppressed by countless domains, making him nowhere to escape.

He stood there, beside him, Monk, Lei Ting, Wang Xian'er, and Zhang Haotian stood.

Over the years, they have killed too many natives.

Looking at the dark crowd all around, Zi Chen said indifferently: "It's time to go all out."