Since Su Tianran did not rush back to the location of the technology team in time, videos from the Vilarbia area were still being uploaded to the Internet, almost equivalent to a live broadcast.

The scene of Wang Zheng, covered in blood, standing in the wind and sand, quietly looking at the eastern sky, is deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Wang Zheng was speaking to Li Yiran, but she couldn't hear it because her life or death was uncertain.

"I'm sorry." Wang Zheng said with self-blame. He clenched his fists. There were always so many people whose lives were in danger because they had something to do with him. This was what Wang Zheng felt most guilty about.

Although he had killed Brother Aluo, he still could not calm down the hatred and anger in his heart.

At this time, Wang Zheng's hatred for the man in sunglasses was growing day by day. If it weren't for this guy who was pretending to be a ghost, none of this would have happened!

Standing under the scorching sun and in the windy sand, Wang Zheng seemed to clearly smell the smell of blood coming from the distance. He turned around and looked back, seeing the sky full of war smoke.

Just now he was driving an off-road vehicle to chase him, but he was already so far away from the battlefield, at least twenty kilometers away from the battlefield. Wang Zheng took another look at Brother Aluo's body, shook his head, and prepared to get in the car and return to the battlefield.

His current physical exertion is extremely huge, the wounds on his body are still bleeding out, and the pain all over his body has made him numb. Now Wang Zheng is clenching his teeth to support himself with a strong will as strong as iron.

He is also approaching the limits of his body little by little!

However, at this moment, Wang Zheng spotted a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Under the scorching sun, in the bare and desolate desert, this figure looked so abrupt.

Amid the suddenness, there was harmony. Wang Zheng looked again, as if he had become one with the desert.

More importantly, Wang Zheng had no idea when this figure came here!

An old Chinese man wearing a white robe, with a snow-white beard hanging down to his chest, and soft white hair hanging down to his waist, simply tied up, looked like a martial arts master.

He has white hair and a childish face, nothing more than that.

Looking at the old man, Wang Zheng's expression became completely serious. At this time, he didn't forget to take a bottle of water from the passenger seat and drank it down. The cool liquid instantly moisturized his body, which seemed to be burning.

His body and strength recovered bit by bit, which also made him calm down a lot.

Looking at this old man, Wang Zheng felt a chill in his heart. He also associated this man with the legendary figure from many years ago.

"Are you... Duanmu Yichen?" Wang Zheng asked with some uncertainty. His eyes had narrowed into a thin line. No matter whether the old man opposite was the legendary figure or not, he still felt extremely dangerous.

Feel!

"Yes, it's me." The old man named Duanmu Yichen stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that after so many years, someone would still be able to recognize me. Young man, you are very good and worthy of me.

Take action."

Hearing what Duanmu Yichen said, Wang Zheng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

"Aren't you already dead?" Wang Zheng's voice was low: "You are a dead person, you have been dead for twenty years."

Duanmu Yichen, a descendant of the Tai Chi family, is said to have improved Tai Chi, a martial art that combines hardness and softness, and added many of his own elements to make his attacks sharper and his defense more robust, eventually becoming a great master.

None of the above is a reason for Wang Zheng to worry, because this old man with gray hair and childish face has another identity besides being a Tai Chi master.

In the past, Su Fuhua had seven masters under his command. The leader was naturally Tantai Suifeng, who was known as the "South Wind North Lake" together with Chitian Lake and had the highest reputation of "The First Battle King". He had fought against Wang Zheng before.

The "King of Wing Chun" Xie Ping'an, his real strength can only be ranked in the middle and lower reaches of the seven masters. As time goes by, these seven masters die and retreat, and the only ones who can achieve fruitful results are

Xie Pingan was left alone.

Xie Ping'an was seriously injured in the island country by Wang Zheng who suddenly picked up his speed. Then Tantai Suifeng, who had reached the advanced level of martial arts, appeared on the scene. With a light floating palm, he turned his former comrades into flesh and blood. The once most prestigious

Tantai Suifeng, on the other hand, turned into a half-human and half-ghost in an unacceptable manner, and finally died under the siege of the dragon scale troops, which can be said to be tragic.

And this Duanmu Yichen is the second master among the seven generals after Tantai Suifeng! Among these seven, Wang Zheng can't even deal with Xie Ping'an, let alone the second-ranked Tai Chi genius!

Duanmu Yichen is a martial arts wizard of a generation. His talent is not inferior to that of Tantai Suifeng, and his understanding is extremely high. Otherwise, he would not have been able to push the traditional martial arts of Tai Chi to such a high level just by relying on his personal insights. He is both offensive and defensive.

, strong and soft at the same time, with almost no flaws or weaknesses.

There are rumors in the world that Duanmu Yichen died of cardiopulmonary failure twenty years ago due to excessive physical exertion while practicing martial arts. In the past twenty years, Duanmu Yichen has indeed never shown his face. Everyone thought he was dead, including

Wang Zheng also thinks so.

However, the facts proved that the unofficial history of the world could not withstand scrutiny. People who were once dead stood in front of Wang Zheng alive again.

Is it weird? It’s okay. Wang Zheng has seen countless weird things since he was a child.

Now that he's here, everything is clear.

Su Fuhua, this old guy, finally couldn't help but take action! He indeed has a hidden trump card!

"If you're going to die, just be at peace. Why do you have to jump out of the coffin?" Wang Zheng said sarcastically.

"No, I'm not dead. The unofficial history in the world is all fabricated and cannot be believed casually. If you believe it, you are wrong." Duanmu Yichen shook his head.

"Am I wrong?" Wang Zheng sneered: "I'm right, I have always stayed on the path that I think is right."

"What you think is correct may not be correct. What you think is wrong may also be right." Duanmu Yichen's words were very straightforward and contained some Tai Chi artistic conception.

"Are you talking nonsense?" Wang Zheng didn't like too much nonsense before the fight, but now he has changed his strategy. He wants to take advantage of the gap between talking to recover his precious physical strength.

"I rarely talk nonsense, or in other words, I rarely speak. You are the first person who is so many years younger than me and yet allows me to talk so much."

"In the past twenty years, I have never made a move even once. Young man, this can be considered an honor for you." Duanmu Yichen smiled faintly, with a smell of floating dust.

However, Wang Zheng did not feel that the person opposite him looked like an old god. He shook his head and said: "From your body, I smell a strong smell of pretentiousness."

: Finally, I saw the friend who sent me the red envelope of flames in the background. Gao Gao, Jiaqi, Xin is still alive, walton, Excalibur. Thank you very much. I also tried to fight zombies on the page of Urban Evil King today, but it didn’t work.
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