"The bronze medal of Daxia is just a talisman that doesn't even have the strength of a formal team member!" Zhou Ya pressed the big knife in his hand and kicked it a few times in a row, forcing the soldiers who were trying to get close to him to retreat. "Boy, do you, who is not even capable of watching dogs, want to subdue me with just one bronze medal!"

Zheng Xiaoqing wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a bruised fist print was printed on his cheek, "So what? Since I have obtained this bronze medal, I have the obligation to fulfill my duties!"

"Obligation? Do you know what obligation is? Underage guys dare to speak nonsense and insult a noble word! Obligation! Is the so-called obligation you call is the reason for Daxia to kill the people at will? Your so-called obligation is just to look at the problem from your perspective! You don't understand the truth of the matter at all, and you dare to keep saying obligations based on what you see in your eyes!" Zhou Ya tore off his broken clothes, revealing his strong body covered with scars. "Come on, let me see how powerful the hypocritical justice you firmly believe in is!"

Zheng Xiaoqiu's eyes were fierce. Fortunately, most of the robbers were killed by the repeated attacks of both sides. The enemy standing in front of him was only the most powerful leader. He felt the only remaining physical strength in his body, clenched his fists, and, as he was weak in close combat, suffered a lot of great losses in the confrontation with Zhou Ya. If it weren't for the assistance of the soldiers, Zheng Xiaoqiu would have become a dead soul under the knife.

"I don't know what you are saying, and I don't understand what the meaning is contained in it! But I only saw what you are doing in front of you, you are holding the train hostage and endangering the people. Do you think you are doing these things right? Do you think under your constraints, ordering those bandits who don't know where to find them can avoid casualties from civilians?" Zheng Xiaoqi sneered, "So-called justice? Don't mention justice to me. I'm not old enough to protect that broken thing, and my goal is not here. Sorry, I didn't listen to what you said at all. I'm so embarrassed to waste your words."

Zheng Xiaoqi glanced at him and quickly found the refining formation that was portrayed in advance during the chaos. It was the last refining formation and his last killer move.

But Zheng Xiaoxiao's calculations did not escape Zhou Ya's eyes. He was so war-prone that he was like a tall and invincible giant in front of Zheng Xiaoxiao. Any calculations of Zheng Xiaoxiao were so transparent and visible in his eyes.

Zheng Xiaoxiao raised his right leg and wanted to pretend to attack, but in fact the real killer move was on his right arm. Zheng Xiaoxiao, who had his eyes turned, did not think that he wanted to use some small means, just attack directly against his body; when he wanted to retreat, don't go forward to chase, otherwise what he was waiting for was the activation of the formation, and the shining white light would bring dangerous signals to you.

This is a novice, a boy who has never been on the battlefield, and his extra small movements are useless in front of Zhou Ya, and they will only leave more scars on Zheng Xiaoliang.

Compared to this point, Zheng Xiaoxiao himself realized that it was inappropriate to say that he didn't realize it. After all, these experiences were exchanged for serious injuries on his body. A boy who didn't even know how to fight was able to last for so long in front of this warrior who had been on the battlefield for so long was nothing more than relying on the mystery of alchemy and the help of his military friends. If it weren't for these factors, he would probably have been defeated long ago, rather than as simple as having a few hideous sword wounds on his body.

"Zheng Xiaoqiu? You are very lucky." Zhou Ya covered the knife mark on his left arm. "If it weren't for these lackeys protecting you, with your three-legged cat's skills, you had already entered the Pure Land."

"Hehe, if you hadn't been born so many years earlier than me, how could you be compared with me with your stupid qualifications?"

"Didn't anyone teach you to respect seniors?" Zhou Ya didn't seem to want to have such boring conversation anymore. He rushed straight and dragged his sword behind him.

"It seems like you are your senior, you are doing such boring bad words first!" Zheng Xiaoxiao was ready for battle. Facing Zhou Ya's full-strength attack, he had to face it. There were no military partners around him, and he alone didn't know if he could survive from Zhou Ya's hands.

In five minutes, Li Taiming gave him only five minutes of time. After five minutes, someone would come to support him. This is why Zheng Xiaoqiu talked badly to Zhou Ya. Zheng Xiaoqiu couldn't understand and see through the big principles mentioned by Zhou Ya. He knew that when his goal was not completed, he was willing to do anything.

Zheng Xiaoxiao moved. Faced with the silent sense of oppression and the breath of death brought by the blade's brow, he never moved. His lion-like pupils stared at Zhou Ya's every move, until the big knife behind Zhou Ya slashed towards him, and with scarlet blood, he slashed towards Zheng Xiaoxiao's left arm.

The moment Zheng Xiaoqi saw the direction of the sword, he also understood Zhou Ya's plan. If he planned to dodge to the right, if the sword did not hit him, Zhou Ya's left hook would be followed by Zhou Ya's attack.

At present, that is the only thing that can solve this situation. Zheng Xiaoxian thought.

He used all his strength to swing the long sword given to him by the soldier in his hand towards the big sword, even though he knew that his strength was inferior to Zhou Ya, even though he knew that he would be completely defeated in the weapon confrontation, even if he knew that he had no chance of winning...

The long sword faced the big sword, and the unsolved monster-powered sword was completely cut like a piece of paper. The broken blade slowly flew in the air, but with a thread of murderous aura. An irregular blade rotated in the air. The cracking force made it the deadliest weapon at this moment. Even if it was gently scratched, a large amount of blood would be reluctantly taken away from the human body.

The lightly rotating blade slightly scraped under Zheng Xiaoqi's left eye. A little further up, the lion-like pupils completely lost their due light.

Zheng Xiaoqi, who had long expected this situation, except for the consequences of the cracked blade, everything was being calculated... He closed his left eye to prevent blood from splashing into his eyes. He could feel the scorching pain in his left eye, and he could also feel the unstoppable blood gushing out. He could even know that the scars on his shoulder were bleeding out "puchi". The indescribable pain was strangled in his throat. He endured the pain, and tears rolled in his right eye.

The boy's legs could no longer bear the huge force that was beyond his ability, and he immediately bent his knees.

Zhou Ya met the boy's gaze and was condescending. He felt that he was sure to win. The boy could not resist his final attack, and he also exhausted his last power. But he succeeded and killed the sensitive boy to the ground. Only when Zhou Ya met the boy's fierce gaze, he realized that he seemed to have calculated something wrong.

A lion will not pretend to be invincible and lure others into a trap. Even if it is seriously injured and covered with scars, the noble lion will choose to die proudly. Any move of lowering its head is desecrating its pride.

The boy is the wolf! It is a lonely wolf who lives to the last moment no matter what, even if he wants to swallow his body! It does not require anyone's sympathy, nor does it take into account other people's gazes. It is a lonely wolf who is walking alone in the dark forest and striving to survive for some sustenance in his heart. For the purpose, you can do whatever you want!

Lion-like pupils? Let your fuck!

Zheng Xiaoqi penetrated through the gap under Zhou Ya's body, but the bend of his legs was not pretended, but was bent by Zhou Ya. However, Zheng Xiaoqi had a stubbornness in his heart. He gritted his teeth. The pain he was suffering at this moment was not only his eyes and shoulders, but more pain he had to bear.

Alive!

He barely opened his left eye, which was unbearable pain, and found the last remaining refining formation in a blur.

Zhou Ya also discovered the existence of the refining formation, and the big sword in his right hand had already subconsciously slashed over.

"As long as I can touch it, I can survive!"

“As long as I can cut it, I will win!

The two of them shouted in their hearts at the same time, this is a struggle for life and death.

The big sword stabbed straight towards the refining formation. At this moment, a small hand suddenly appeared between the big sword and the refining formation. Zhou Ya recognized that hand, which was the hand of the alchemist, and that was the hand that caused him to fight hard until now and prevented him from completing his mission.

The big sword finally stabbed into the thin and tender palm, but Zhou Ya couldn't be happy no matter what. He looked as if he was ashes and lost the only chance to destroy the formation. He had only one way to fail to wait for him. What's more, the boy's other hand had already touched the simple formation drawn with chalk.

The boy didn't know whether he couldn't help but feel the pain that his body spread to his brain or wanted to vent his anger and pleasure in his heart, he shouted at the top of his lungs. With the bright white light, the entire carriage shaking violently. Several iron thorns passed through Zhou Ya's limbs, and thick iron pillars continued to emerge from the ground around Zhou Ya who gave up resistance, forming a cage without connections. The bloody big knife had lost its owner at this time.

Zheng Xiaoxiao grinned at Zhou Ya. The pain in his brain that was suppressing tightly broke through the barrier frantically, and rushed into Zheng Xiaoxiao's senses. He could no longer resist the indescribable pain and trembled. He closed his eyes and fell to the ground, fainting. The blood continued to ejaculate along with the injury, dyed the light yellow floor red, and the big knife with a crack still stood and stuck in the boy's hand.

Five minutes, one minute and thirty-two seconds left.
Chapter completed!