Four Hundred and Twenty First

"You... who are you?" Zhou Xing was extremely surprised.

"Who am I? Of course I am Zhou Xing." "Zhou Xing" smiled and said.

"Nonsense! You were transformed from a skeleton! Who the hell are you?" Zhou Xing was furious, and without waiting for the other party to answer, he smashed the cauldron.

"Zhou Xing" also smashed the tripod, and his movements, momentum, and strength were no different from Zhou Xing's.

clang! ...

The two Iron Heart Cauldrons collided, and Zhou Xing suddenly felt numb in his arms, but the person on the opposite side was the same, and looked at him with contemptuous eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhou Xing felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he circulated his true dragon energy to the extreme, and a dragon with true energy appeared, hovering above his head.

The man smiled and said, "You will not believe me until I say it several times. Of course I am Zhou Xing."

"Fart! I am Zhou Xing!"

"You're the one who farts. I'm Zhou Xing, and you're a counterfeit." "Zhou Xing" laughed contemptuously.

"Okay! Then let me, a counterfeit, smash you to the ground!" Zhou Xing said through gritted teeth, his hands making quick moves.

"Definitely!" The man raised a finger and pointed at Zhou Xing, smiling playfully.

Zhou Xing suddenly felt stiff and could not move at all. It was the first time for him to be immobilized by someone using the immobilization technique, and this feeling was really aggrieved!

"Well, I've said it all, you're a counterfeit, and I'm the real one." The man walked towards Zhou Xing with a smile.

Zhou Xing's immobilization technique can only hold a person of the same level of cultivation as him for a short period of three breaths, but he himself was immobilized far beyond this time, which means that this person who looks exactly like himself has a cultivation level of Much taller than him, probably at the pinnacle of Niwan Realm.

The man walked up to him with a smile, suddenly with a ferocious face, aimed at his head, and smashed it with a tripod.

As soon as Zhou Xing closed his eyes, he felt a strong blow to the top, his whole body trembled suddenly, his eyes blurred, blood spurted out with a puff, and he fell limp to the ground.

"A counterfeit is a counterfeit, just smashing it is enough." The man sneered, "Don't suffer, let me send you on your way."

The man squatted slightly and raised the tripod again.

"Where are Die Wu and the others..." Zhou Xing asked through gritted teeth.

The man shook his head and said, "I don't want to waste my time with a dead man."

The big tripod smashed down again, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top!

At the very moment, when the time for the body-holding technique was up, Zhou Xing instantly regained his freedom of movement. He was overjoyed. Just as he was about to dodge, the man pointed his other hand at him again and said softly, "Stay."

Zhou Xing was dumbfounded, and his body became stiff again, motionless.

"Hahaha!" The man laughed loudly, "I know your body is very hard, and I can't kill you with one blow or two, but I have time and patience, let's play slowly."

The man swung the tripod and smashed it with increasing force.

Zhou Xing was smashed to the ground again, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.

In this way, the man used the body-holding technique frequently, and every time he used it, he hit Zhou Xing twice, not too many times, not too many times. The man seemed to know very well that Zhou Xing was wearing the Cloud Breaker Armor, so he neither used spiritual energy to attack, nor attacked the place protected by the armor. He just hit Zhou Xing on the head, again and again.

If it wasn't for Zhou Xing's diligent practice of the hard skill of falling to the ground in the Cliff Jumping Fist, his head would have already been blown. But even so, he was still seriously injured.

But the most terrible thing is his heart, the sense of powerlessness and humiliation of being played with and slaughtered by others, which almost drives him crazy.

Unknowingly, the man smashed Zhou Xingbai, the latter's head was bleeding, but he was still alive. The man said he had time and patience, but he couldn't help frowning slightly.

About half an hour later, the man was startled suddenly. He only hit Zhou Xing once after using the immobilization technique, and hurriedly used the immobilization technique again, because he found that the time for the immobilization technique to imprison Zhou Xing was rapidly shortening. There was not enough time for him to slam down twice.

"What kind of monster are you?" the man horrified.

Zhou Xing was covered in blood, and the anger in his eyes was about to burst out.

"Certainly!"

"Determine your uncle!"

Zhou Xing yelled angrily, and the true energy in his whole body exploded. With a bang, the body-holding technique was broken, and while the man was backlashed by the skills, he was also sent flying into the air by the impact of the true energy.

Zhou Xing was so angry that he kicked his feet on the ground, and his whole body flew up, and he smashed it with the tripod.

clang! clang! clang! ...

The man vomited blood, but fought back desperately. The two fought in the air, and Tiexin Ding slammed into Tiexin Ding.

boom!

After an unknown number of hits, the Iron Heart Cauldron in the man's hand shattered, and Zhou Xing's big cauldron hit his head every time, using all his strength in every hit.

After only a dozen hits, the man's head exploded, but his body didn't fall, and he turned and ran.

Zhou Xing looked crazy, he lost his mind, chased after him and continued to smash him. After breaking his hands and feet, his whole body was skinned and cramped, and every bone was smashed to pieces.

Even so, he kept smashing and smashing, looking like a god of death from ancient times.

When Zhou Xing finished venting and fell to the ground, he saw Die Wu and the other three in a daze.

All three fell to the ground, unconscious. Zhou Xing tried his best to walk to them and checked them one by one. He was overjoyed to find that they were all alive.

He cheered up, used his true energy to clear their blocked meridians, and gave each of them three Qingxin Paidu Pills.

After about a stick of incense, the three of them woke up one after another, all coughing non-stop. Zhou Xing clearly saw strands of black air being coughed up by them.

"My head hurts... what's wrong with us?" Die Wu said with a painful expression.

Zhou Xing smiled wryly, and recounted what happened just now. The three of them could see that he had gone through a life-and-death battle from his blood-stained appearance.

"Thanks to you." Wang Tingyu said.

"What happened to us?" Zhao Ming asked.

Zhou Xing shook his head and said, "I can't figure it out either. Anyway, there are countless strange things in the secret realm. It's best for us to leave this area as soon as possible."

The three nodded repeatedly.

Die Wu said: "Brother Xing, you are covered in blood, go to the lake and wash."

Zhou Xing urged: "I feel that this lake is weird, let's go quickly, my clothes will be clean in a while."

Die Wu was dubious, but didn't insist, and followed the three of them on their way.

After a while, Zhou Xing's clothes were indeed much cleaner, and the blood stains on them were gradually disappearing.

The three were amazed.

Zhou Xing enjoyed their surprised and envious eyes, and he was very proud. He knew that the Poyun Armor and Dengyun Shoes could purify themselves.

The four continued to gather herbs, and two days passed in a blink of an eye, and Zhou Xing didn't even see the shadow of Ziyunguan.

He frowned, took out a Yurong Luoyan and an Ice and Fire Bipolar Pill to Wang Tingyu, and said, "Sister Yu, according to the agreement, I will leave the team for three days."

Wang Tingyu looked at the two elixir in his hand, hesitated, and said, "I don't know if it's right or wrong to do this, I just know that you can't stop you by force. Zhou Xing, where are you going to find it?"