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v1 Chapter 476: How about sending it?

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He bullied a noble gentleman and aristocrat to the point that he didn't care about anything and played with you, and he didn't know if it was Zhao Zhu's luck or misfortune.

But one thing is certain. Like Zhao Zhu, Clinton is also learning how to fight. The reason why Zhao Zhu was able to fight in team battles again and again before indirectly killed Tuo Luo from the position of the weaker side. Zha, killing Mei Mei again, has a lot to do with his fighting style.

As the saying goes, those who are stunned are afraid of being stupefied, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying.

But now, the two sides are fighting together, and they have completely started to fight. This type of fight really depends on a kind of luck. Even if Clinton's chances of winning are relatively large, Zhao Zhu is not without a chance to win, just like It was a revolver. Zhao Zhu put three bullets here, Clinton put one bullet here, and then pointed the muzzle at their temples and started to pull the trigger. The chance of a real headshot in Zhao Zhu must be It was much bigger than Clinton, but it wasn't that Clinton didn't have the chance to shoot the live bullet in front of Zhao Zhu.

Zhao Zhu's lower abdomen began to be annihilated. A dagger was inserted there. The dagger had been annihilated. In the end, Zhao Zhu's upper body and lower body were directly split, which was equivalent to being cut in half, which looked terrible.

After Clinton's blood was continuously released, the whole person became extremely wilted and almost became a mummified corpse. The previous demeanor and posture were gone, and the two of them had become two pairs of bites. The mad dog relented, and the two sides just clenched their teeth like this.

In the end, all the mirrors around disappeared, Zhao Zhu and Clinton fell from the air together.

"Pfft..."

After landing, Clinton raised one hand, and then slowly got up from the ground. Zhao Zhu was still lying on the ground, with only half of his body left, he was still able to maintain a kind of weak breathing, and he was still... alive. It's just that this kind of living is a bit similar to a crippled cockroach. People will only praise their vitality is really strong, but after that, a slipper version is often shot over to kill them completely.

But this is living, and the state of death is almost the same.

"Hehe, I won, you lost." Clinton staggered. But he still stood firm, and then lifted half of Zhao Zhu's body up. It should be preparing to give Zhao Zhu the final blow.

Zhao Zhu's eyes were still open at this time, he looked at Clinton with a smile on his face.

"You're still laughing, forget it, don't care, I'll send you to see God!"

A terrifying tearing force was brewing in Clinton's hands, ready to completely smash Zhao Zhu, and he wanted Zhao Zhu to die in front of him!

Even if you were really a wolf, I crushed you with my own hands. See if you can continue to toss in front of me!

At this time, Zhao Zhu's eyes began to be replaced by a gray color, and a special feeling began to appear on his body, which Zhao Zhu was very familiar with. I was very familiar with it. When the hosta was still on my body, as long as it was fused with the hosta, I could have the power to devour vitality, but the remnant soul in the hosta had already entered the back of the door, so the hosta naturally lost all its effects. At this time, this familiar feeling, this familiar power, came entirely from the hungry ghost inner pill that Zhao Zhu had just swallowed!

"It turns out... are they all the same..." Zhao Zhu thought in his heart, and he didn't understand whether the essence of this devouring vitality was the same, or the ability of the dead soul in the hosta was something similar to that of a starving ghost. Ability.

No matter, don't worry about the source of power now, in a trance. Zhao Zhu's hand was on Clinton's.

In an instant, Clinton felt that the little power left in his body began to pour into Zhao Zhu's body violently.

This... what's going on here!

A look of shock appeared on Clinton's face. He didn't expect such a mutation to occur at this time! This is not in line with common sense at all, because if Zhao Zhu really had this ability, why didn't he use it before?

Strength... Vitality... A very comfortable feeling.

Zhao Zhu seemed to be lying on the beach in Hawaii, basking in the sun, or soaking in a pond in the desert. In short, he was almost as crisp as his bones, and Clinton, who was originally holding Zhao Zhu's half body, knelt directly. He came down and threw Zhao Zhu out along the way, but it didn't work, and Zhao Zhu's hand was still on Clinton's.

The two seemed to come down from Brokeback Mountain together, holding hands, Zhao Zhu would never let go at this moment.

Clinton's flesh and blood began to wilt further, his whole body was completely boned, with a look of horror on his face, and then Clinton blew his arms.

"boom!"

Zhao Zhu, who was half-length, flew out dozens of meters and landed on the ground. If it hadn't devoured some vitality before, this blow would probably have caused Zhao Zhu's fart completely, and Clinton, who had lost his arms, became like a Like a human stick, standing on the spot, swaying.

In the end of this duel, it turned out to be like this. The two of them almost fought to the point where they lost their last face, and their bodies were broken.

At this time, a chubby figure came from not far away. It was Xiong Zhiqi, and on his shoulders was a vampire, Zhu Jianping.

Xiong Zhiqi was crippled with both hands and injuries on his body. All the palm prints he had cultivated before blew up, which was also a heavy loss. Zhu Jianping was the most consuming at the beginning, but after successfully killing Beth with the sneak attack of the Judgment Gun, he was also exhausted. The lamp was dry, and he didn't even have the strength to walk a few steps. When Xiong Zhiqi found him, he was still sound asleep on the ground. In the end, Xiong Zhiqi carried him and came to Zhao Zhu.

The situation on Zhao Zhu's side made Xiong Zhiqi a little bit tongue-tied, and he actually fought to such an extent, and Xiong Zhiqi was even more surprised that Zhao Zhu was still able to fight to this point. That Clinton, at this time, was also shaky. look.

It can be said that when Xiong Zhiqi, who still has the ability to move, comes over, it means that the battle between Zhao Zhu and Clinton has been decided. The team battle between them was considered to be over, and the outcome was also decided.

From the beginning of the aggressive control of the situation to the present, almost the entire army has been wiped out. This mission of the Western team can be said to be completely ended. Three members were killed, and only one character similar to the captain was left. , this has to be said to be a kind of irony, especially for Mei Mei, who thought she was carrying these Westerners' thighs to get through the mission, this irony is even more profound, but it is a pity that Mei Mei is completely dead. It has been resurrected again, so this irony can only be tasted silently on Huangquan Road.

Of course, to say that the Western team will be wiped out is not enough, because Clinton himself has always been in control of an initiative that can leave at any time to complete the task, that is, he has a blue crystal in his hand.

Clinton's eyes looked out through his **** face. He still seemed a little unable to believe all this in front of him. Under the situation that he had the advantage almost all the time, and most of the time he was still taking the initiative in the number of people, he actually didn't believe it. Finally got this situation.

Suddenly, Clinton had a hunch that five years ago, the eastern circle was crushing the western circle, and the growth and explosion speed of that group of peerless geniuses almost made the western circles of that era feel a sense of despair. The Western circle relied on the establishment of its own system, and created the mentor system with the help of Lord Morata and Lord Saint Xian, and finally began to crush the Eastern Circle in turn, and even three top existences appeared directly on the Eastern Circle to prepare to carry out the sweep. policy matters;

However, if these oriental people in front of me really didn't have an accidental fall in the end, and they finally grew up, in the next five years, it would be really uncertain who has the upper hand between the eastern and western circles. .

In fact, all of this is because of the opening and closing of the door. Every time it appears, it will take away the top powerhouses from both sides, thus giving the two sides another chance to compete.

Clinton knew that he had lost this time, but he actually had nothing to lose. After all, he had already been able to obtain the position of guardian, even if his partners, or his subordinates, failed to obtain the position of guardian, he would be left in the future. The voice of Western circles has been weakened a lot, but, yes, it is better than nothing.

"There are many people like me in the West, but in the East, there are only a few of you. Most of them are similar to the person named Mei Mei, right?"

Clinton grinned, the flesh on his face began to fall off, and then ~lightnovelpub.net~ a blue crystal appeared in front of him, and he was ready to complete the task and return to the real world.

Zhao Zhu only had half of his body lingering, Xiong Zhiqi had all his cards destroyed, and Zhu Jianping was completely exhausted. Even in their heyday, it was estimated that they would have no way to stop a Clinton who was going to leave directly on assignment.

"Fatty, I'm a little unwilling to let this foreign devil go." Zhu Jianping said weakly.

"Don't panic, there will be opportunities in the future. Since the east-west team battle is the first, are you afraid that no one will kill you in the future?" Xiong Zhiqi was very open.

"I... decided to complete the mission!"

Clinton used his last strength to roar, in this roar, with his anger and other emotions, everything will end, and he has a chance to start over!

However, ten seconds later, Clinton was still standing there and was not sent out;

Thirty seconds passed, still standing there, no white light, no teleportation. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)