1260: C1260 Annihilate the Whole Army

C1260 Annihilate the Whole Army

Chen Qingyang might not be a match for Zheng Jun and the First Emperor, but it was impossible for him to protect Shen Monong under the siege of these two experts. If he wanted to protect someone, he would be at a loss of what to do. So in this case, Zheng Jun said, not even Chen Ling. It was not without reason.

However, Chen Qingyang's first choice was to help Shen Monong break out of the encirclement!

He had succeeded.

In the blink of an eye, the First Emperor was forced to flee in a sorry state as Chen Qingyang rushed forward to attack. His legs were like the galloping of horses or the galloping of ten thousand horses. He was about to crush the emperor in an instant.

Under such a disadvantage, it was hard for the First Emperor to regain his advantage when facing an expert like Chen Qingyang.

Thus, at this time, Zheng Jun could only help.

Zheng Jun's speed was as fast as lightning. In the nick of time, he appeared behind Chen Qingyang. The fist wind exploded and surged towards Chen Qingyang's back like a raging tsunami. Chen Qingyang's body paused for a second. He had to deal with Zheng Jun, otherwise, he would die here. It was because Chen Qingyang couldn't kill the emperor in an instant. But Wu was about to get rid of Chen Qingyang.

In the midst of the raging tsunami, Chen Qingyang threw out a backhand slap!

It was as though an enraged dragon had suddenly drilled its way out of a tsunami!

The scene at this moment was marvelous and spectacular!

Chen Qingyang's hand turned into a crane's peck as he ferociously peck towards Zheng Jun's wrist! It was quick and ruthless, tricky and devilish! Zheng Jun was immediately taken aback. He immediately changed his hand into a claw and clawed at the other party's hand with an exquisite counterattack.

Zheng Jun's fists were like a storm, but in between the changes, the clouds suddenly opened and the moon became bright. The two of them transformed into a completely different form of Tian Cheng. The hand was about to grab Chen Qingyang's wrist. Chen Qingyang's transformation was even faster. His right palm was as fast as a dragon rising into the sky. Following that, Chen Qingyang flicked his finger and fiercely pointed his finger at Zen!

The Zen finger was aimed straight at Zheng Jun's numbed wrist! The moment he was hit, it would be the time of Zheng Jun's death!

Zheng Jun was shocked once again. He felt that Chen Qingyang's change in moves was too fast and ghostly. Each of his moves were extremely vicious, and he looked completely like Tian Cheng. This kind of fighting style was simply too terrifying.

Zheng Jun did not expect Chen Qingyang's martial arts progress to be so terrifying in a short year!

As a last resort, Zheng Jun could only retreat a step and evade Chen Qingyang's meditation.

At this moment, the Emperor was given a breather. He didn't get up and rolled away. Suddenly, a scorpion leg silently flew towards Chen Qingyang's left leg. Chen Qingyang's whole body shook as he stood still with his Limitless Stance!

The King's leg hit his chest and he immediately felt the electricity on his opponent's leg and the powerful force rebounded back at him.

In addition, the hook landed squarely on a rock that was as firm as Mt. Tai, not moving at all.

The initial emperor was astonished. He put one of his hands on the ground and quickly stood up.

The original emperor and Zheng Jun surrounded Chen Qingyang from the front and back, the two of them slowly approached Chen Qingyang.

"Could it be that this person's martial arts has improved to this extent in a short year?" Neither I nor the First Emperor can take him down? " Zheng Jun was shocked, but at the same time, he refused to believe this truth.

"Could it be that his cultivation level is no longer inferior to Duntian's and Chen Ling's? How is it possible that he is so young? " The initial emperor was also shocked.

Both of them suddenly attacked at the same time.

The shadows of fists and legs, along with the terrifying attack and momentum, instantly enveloped Chen Qingyang.

Zheng Jun and the initial emperor were obviously not easy to deal with. Their attacks were swift and fierce. One was as if ten thousand arrows had been shot out, while the other was as if ten thousand horses were galloping!

The color of the mountains and rivers faded, and killing intent billowed out!

Chen Qingyang focused to his highest point as he suddenly took a step back. Whether it was timing or speed, it was all at the peak of perfection!

It made Zheng Jun and the initial emperor lose their momentum in an instant.

Thus, Zheng Jun and the First Emperor were unable to attack from both sides. They seized the opportunity to attack from the front in an instant.

His legs moved in unison, and in the blink of an eye, the Shadow Leg Fist struck out explosively. The sky was filled with killing intent as thousands of men and horses surged out at the same time. No matter how many hundreds of arms Chen Qingyang had, he should not be able to defend against such an attack.

"Roar!" Chen Qingyang suddenly roared. At the same time, he used both his legs!

The Eight Trigrams for the formation, the Eight Trigrams for the support!

Heaven and Earth as the center, fighting in the night!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of legs colliding could be heard, and it was only the span of five breaths. Chen Qingyang, the former emperor and Zheng Jun had already clashed more than 300 times!

Chen Qingyang didn't block, he attacked!

His punches and kicks had reached an unbelievable speed. Every attack was fierce, and every punch was as fast as meat!

After three hundred hits, Zheng Jun and the initial emperor were actually forced back. They felt that it wasn't Chen Qingyang that was attacking them, but Chen Qingyang.

The Qi and blood in Zheng Jun and the initial emperor's body violently surged like raging waves, unwilling to stop.

Their hands and legs were trembling!

Chen Qingyang's eyes were bloodshot as he attacked again.

It was also at this moment that there was a bang!

Shen Monong fired and a shot hit Zheng Jun in the temple.

Blood spurted out. Zheng Jun's body shook. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

"How is this possible?" With that, Zheng Jun fell to the ground and died. Chen Qingyang quickly charged towards the First Emperor, with Shen Monong on the side. After three moves, Chen Qingyang cut the emperor's throat. The initial emperor spat out a mouthful of blood and died.

The two experts were killed by Chen Qingyang and Shen Monong just like that.

At this moment, the battle in the forest had reached its climax!

Chen Ling also killed an expert, Master Wuwei also killed an expert.

At the same time, Chen Ling and Shen Jinglve quickly killed another master.

Unknowingly, Leader Duntian and Shen Moran had also arrived.

Leader Duntian fought against the two emperors alone. Not long after, he also killed the two emperors with the cooperation of a sniper.

Chen Qingyang, together with Shen Moran, as well as Chen Ling, Shen Jinglve and Master Wuwei, finally managed to capture the remaining two Great Emperors alive.

The Twelve Emperors of Zerg had been completely annihilated in this battle.

Originally, there was only nine Emperors left in terms of Zerg. With nine people working together, if Chen Qingyang and Chen Ling were to come, they wouldn't need the help of Master Wuwei and Leader Duntian. This was definitely a brutal and deadly situation!

It was a pity that Chen Qingyang's team came prepared and instead, they completely annihilated the opponents.

But from start to finish, the King Parasite did not appear. This made Chen Qingyang a little unwilling to accept it.

The battle went smoothly, but not unexpectedly. The first thing was that the King Parasite did not expect Chen Qingyang and the others to go all out to bring so many experts. Secondly, they thought that it was only Chen Ling who was a decent expert. How would they know that Chen Qingyang's strength had increased by this much?

Soon after, the group began their search of the cave.

In the cave, there was nothing to be gained.

After that, the return trip!0

At eight o'clock in the morning of the second day, everyone had already returned to the Yanjing.

The morning sun shone brightly on the Yanjing.

Chen Qingyang still returned to the fourth region. With the condition that the King Parasite didn't die in one day, this battle was definitely not considered to be a victory, nor was it considered to be over. Chen Qingyang and Chen Ling were very clear about this, so they must not be careless. If they were careless, there would be serious consequences.

So Chen Qingyang still couldn't go and play with Chen Miaojia and Sister Xu Tong.

Chen Qingyang, Shen Monong, Master Wuwei, Leader Duntian, and Shen Moran were in the house in District 4. They followed. After all, it wasn't over yet.

Naturally, Chen Ling and Shen Jinglve treated Master Wuwei and the leader with dignity.

In the morning, Chen Ling and Shen Jinglve also came. Chen Qingyang and Shen Jinglve were very busy. They still had to deal with the two emperors that were captured. The two Emperors were known as Fuxi and Shennong. These two were obviously trying to humiliate the Emperor! Their real names were Wang Qing and Yu Dazhang.

Shen Jinglve greeted everyone and then left with Shen Monong.

Breakfast was soon ready.

All the experts gathered together at a long dining table to have their breakfast.

The breakfast was very light: steamed buns, steamed buns, millet congee, and several dishes of light snacks. A group of experts were sitting together. If they were to eat a large bowl of beef noodles or western cuisine, they would always find it strange.

Therefore, rice porridge was the most suitable taste for them.

Chen Qingyang was the youngest, but here, he was not one bit inferior, because his cultivation level was not one bit inferior to this group of experts.

Chen Qingyang was sitting between Master Wuwei and Leader Duntian.

At this moment, his heart was undoubtedly filled with emotion and wonder. In that lifetime, he could only look up to Leader Duntian, Eldest Uncle Chen Ling, and Shen Moran. However, in this life, he finally had the qualification to be on the same level as them.

These people clearly didn't know Chen Qingyang's true identity. If they knew Chen Qingyang's real age was only 16, this group of experts would definitely be in trouble.

They were all dragons among men, and they felt that they were not bad. But who would have thought that the hero would appear as a young man? This young man was simply too young. It would seem that they were useless!

Chen Ling still prepared a bottle of Flying Moutai. He poured wine for everyone with an authentic Jingdezhen blue and white porcelain wine cup.

After that, Chen Ling raised his glass and said, "I, Chen, thank you sincerely on behalf of the Chinese government and the big leaders for your help this time."

With Chen Ling's status and strength here, he sincerely toasted. Even someone as arrogant and talented as Leader Duntian and Shen Moran had to give him some face. Although no one stood up, they all raised their cups and drank it all in one gulp.

Before Chen Ling could continue talking, Leader Duntian spoke first. However, he wasn't talking to Chen Ling. Instead, he looked at Chen Qingyang and asked, "Buddy, how old are you this year?"

Chen Qingyang was slightly startled. He smiled wryly in his heart as he knew that with his strength, even the elders were muttering in their hearts. He remembered that Lin Yang's ID card showed that he should be 23 years old this year. Therefore, he said to Leader Duntian: "I'm 23 this year."

Leader Duntian waved his hand and said, "There is no senior here, junior. We are all martial artists, and the path of martial arts is respected by those who reach it. You don't have to be so polite. "

Leader Duntian was very straightforward and arrogant. The reason why he was willing to sit here was because the strength of the crowd had caught his eyes. Otherwise, if it was a normal person, no matter if they were a high ranking official or a noble, they wouldn't even bother to take a second look.

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