Chapter 171, CrushingYun Ming pinched Ming Yanwei's head with his right hand, and the newspaper ghost directly invaded his memory. Next, Yun Ming only needed to wipe it lightly, and Ming Yanwei would become a living dead. Ming Yanwei's eyes were empty and she stood there in a daze. "Bye-Bye!" Yun Ming let go of his hand, and Ming Yanwei fell from the air. All the memories in her mind had disappeared. If she falls from a height of a hundred meters like this, there is no doubt that Ming Yanwei will die. Zhang Heng looked at Ming Yanwei falling from the sky. He ran instinctively and stretched out his hand to catch Ming Yanwei. But the end result was that his hand only touched the corner of Ming Yanwei's clothes. "puff!" Ming Yanwei's body fell heavily to the ground. The powerful impact force directly crushed Ming Yanwei's body, and countless blood splashed all around. Zhang Heng, who was closest to him, was splashed all over.
[A member of the Devil Team has died, and one point has been obtained] Yun Ming looked at Zhang Heng coldly. Some mistakes cannot be made and some cowardice cannot be shown. In the real world, Zhang Heng abandoned Ming Yanwei, which was an absolutely unforgivable mistake. Zhang Heng raised his head and looked towards the sky, but Yun Ming was no longer there. …… …… The original Cheng Xiao was holding a huge axe and fighting with his clone. They had been fighting fiercely for a while and both sides had consumed a lot of internal energy. Zhan Lan, who was not far away, suddenly used his mental power to attack the clone of Cheng Xiao. The clone of Cheng Xiao suddenly stiffened, and the real Cheng Xiao seized the opportunity, raised his axe and chopped it down. The clone of Cheng Xiao's head was instantly separated, blood spurted out, and the headless body slowly fell down. [A member of the Devil Team has died, and one point has been obtained] Cheng Xiao's mouth stretched into an excited smile. "As expected of my clone, you are so awesome." Suddenly, Yun Ming appeared on the battlefield, glanced at Cheng Xiao, and then disappeared. At this point, there were only two people left on the Demon Team. Zhao Zhuikong, a copy of Zheng Zha. Two figures were looming in the damaged high-rise building. They are two assassins. Zhao Yingkong questioned Zhao Zhuikong angrily.
"Brother Yukong, sister Nikong, Xuekong, Mingkong, why did you kill them?" Zhao Zhuikong had a playful smile on his face. The extremely handsome young man shook his head and said. "My dear cousin, you shouldn't question me. What you want to do now is to kill me, but you are too weak. I gave you so many chances, but you didn't seize them. The more powerful the attributes, the higher the level of gene lock required. You seem to have only opened the first-level gene lock. You are obviously the first one among us to open the gene lock, but now you are still relying on your old ways. It's ridiculous." Zhao Zhuikong's figure flashed and appeared on Zhao Yingkong's right side. Zhao Yingkong took out a flaming dagger and stabbed directly at Zhao Zhuikong. This attack was extremely fast. But Zhao Zhuikong was faster. The dagger in his hand, as transparent as glass, gently scratched Zhao Yingkong's arm, leaving a deep wound on her arm. Zhao Yingkong, whose arm was broken, retreated quickly. Zhao Zhuikong did not pursue. He was like a cat playing with a mouse, slowly forcing his prey into a desperate situation and playing with his prey. Generally speaking, Zhao Zhuikong's behavior is the behavior of a big boss in a novel. If he doesn't kill the protagonist directly, he will torture the protagonist. Then the protagonist explodes and beats the villain to death. This is a very cliché and old-fashioned plot. Zhao Zhuikong continued to stimulate Zhao Yingkong. "You know what? Cousin, when I killed them, their eyes were filled with such disbelief that I can't even forget it now." "You deserve to die." Anger flashed in Zhao Yingkong's eyes, and the anger exploded instantly, and the dagger in his hand pierced Zhao Zhuikong's throat. Zhao Zhuikong stood where he was, not even trying to dodge. The next second, Zhao Yingkong passed through Zhao Zhuikong's body. "How stupid! You can't even tell the difference between mirror images." Zhao Zhuikong turned around and gently waved the dagger in his hand. A cold light flashed, and Zhao Yingkong felt death. Suddenly, her body disappeared, then suddenly reappeared. Zhao Zhuikong frowned slightly, and a little boy walked out from the darkness, clapping his hands with a beautiful smile on his face. "Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful. If I didn't know the truth, I would have thought you were Uchiha Itachi!" Zhao Zhuikong became alert the moment he saw Yun Ming. "You're not dead?" "Dead, but alive again, the main god space didn't seem to care too much." Yunming smiled. Zhao Yingkong was just rescued by him. But Zhao Yingkong didn't appreciate it at all at this time. This cute girl with a baby face and big breasts had already been blinded by anger. "Get out of my way, he is my prey." The smile on Yunming's face became even brighter, and he suddenly had the urge to uncover all the answers. "Interesting, interesting. Speaking of which, Zhao Yingkong, do you think your brothers and sisters were really killed by Zhao Zhuikong? Tell me, is there a possibility that your dearest brothers and sisters were actually killed by you?"
When Zhao Zhuikong heard Yun Ming's words, his heart started beating wildly. "Shut up." Zhao Zhuikong, who always had a sunny and cheerful smile, unusually turned cold. "Ah, my! The little ant raised its claws, but it can't threaten me. It's so sad! It's so sad! You don't let me say it, but I have to say it anyway." Another Zhao Zhuikong suddenly appeared next to Zhao Zhuikong's body. Two identical Zhao Zhuikong suddenly rushed towards Yun Ming. Their figures crossed each other, and the daggers in their hands showed an extremely dangerous cold light. Yun Ming stood where he was without dodging. The dagger in Zhao Zhuikong's hand was a specially made weapon that could easily cut even alloy steel. A cold light flashed, and Yun Ming's neck was cut directly. His head flew high, and there was still a smile on his face. Even if his head was chopped off, Yun Ming was still able to speak. "It's rude to chop someone's head off." The headless Yunming body suddenly stretched out his hand towards the void, and Yunming's head, which was flying in the sky, was directly caught in this hand. Yun Ming said while holding up his head. "Surprise or not." No surprises, just thrillers. Zhao Zhuikong's pupils shrank instinctively. Being able to still jump around after having his head chopped off was beyond the ability of humans. Yun Ming placed the head on his neck, and the wound healed instantly, with the body and head connected together. "It's difficult to kill me who has become an alien and mastered the restart!" Zhao Yingkong's anger quietly dissipated, and Yun Ming's words kept lingering in her mind. She seemed to have forgotten something? After a brief fight with Zhao Zhuikong, Zhao Yingkong discovered that there was something wrong with her memory. In her memory, she was the best assassin. But the strength she displayed was so far behind Zhao Zhuikong's, and it was not consistent with his memory at all. (End of this chapter)