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Although his armor condition has improved due to the training during this period, while enhancing its defensiveness, it has also improved its portability, which has enabled him to keep up with Long's pace, and even to suppress the opponent vaguely during the battle, but this alone is still far from enough.

If he is given more time, there may be a possibility of defeating the opponent. The physical energy consumption is too serious. Although the opponent is also the same, he is at a disadvantage in comparison. If he continues to delay like this, the situation will change earlier. He must think of a proper way to pull the opponent into the abyss.

"This is your limit, right? I have to say that you have brought me a lot of surprises, Zheng Yong, but it's a pity that today's battle will end here."

Long, who understands the current situation of both parties, naturally knows that this battle is about to end. Although he almost flipped over several times during this period, the final result is that he has the advantage, and this also affects the final outcome of this battle.

"Until the last moment, no one can tell who will be the final winner, Long, it's different from the previous situation. Even without external help, I have already posed enough threat to you, and your situation is not much better than mine."

"That is to say, I only need to go one step further now and kill you here, so that I can rush to help others and then lay the foundation for the victory of this war."

Even if he is at a disadvantage at the moment, Zheng Yong obviously will not give up. After all, there is no other choice for him at the moment. After all, he has said before that he will definitely drag Long into the abyss no matter what. This is what he should do.

"You are really as stubborn as a cow, but it doesn't matter. I will cherish the time I have to talk to you now. After all, after this battle, the dead can't talk." Holding the long sword, he continued to rush forward, the weapons collided with each other, and the blades were all facing the opponent's vitals, trying to take the initiative.

Although the two's offensives were not as swift as before due to physical exhaustion, they were still not sparing their strength. After all, this final battle to the death could determine who was the real winner.

Zheng Yong swung the shield sword in his hand quickly and slashed. He noticed the flaw in the opponent's body movement and slashed the opponent's neck with the blade. After cutting off the bone material used for protection on the surface of the body, a large blood mark was left. The blood still did not damage the insect body in the control nerve center.

Feeling the extent of his body damage, Long secretly said that it was a close call. He stabbed the shield sword with his backhand, directly stimulating the shield sword body full of cracks, and immediately disintegrated it. Then he stabbed the opponent's shoulder fiercely, breaking the shoulder armor in an instant, and blood flowed.

This time, Zheng Yong's other free hand did not continue to let the opponent attack. He directly grabbed the sword blade that was constantly advancing forward at this time, and tried his best to pull it out. The pressure generated by the five fingers and the blade edge immediately caused blood to flow and pain in the tiger's mouth.

But in the end, he pulled out the long sword with his strength. The scene was already full of gaps because of this battle. Under his powerful strength, the front end of the sword broke. Zheng Yong threw the dragon away with a backhand, and gasped violently with his hand covering the wound on his shoulder.

The two people who were seriously exhausted stared at each other, but because they were afraid of the serious exhaustion at the moment, they first revealed the flaws in their body movements, allowing the other party to target this point, so they did not rush to act for a while, but just observed each other.

He took a look at the shield sword in his hand. At this time, Zheng Yong had no intention of continuing to use it. He directly changed it to a shield-holding hand, followed by a brand new long sword and hand. At this moment, he was obviously ready to go into battle lightly and try to reduce unnecessary physical consumption.

Long also chose to discard the long sword and took out the Zhangba Snake Spear that he had been using in the previous battle. Although the attributes of this equipment were not as good as the long sword just now, it was also easy to use and was absolutely sufficient to deal with the current battle that could not last too long.

Then the two people who were not in a hurry to attack also adjusted their breathing. Zheng Yong chewed the Marley in his mouth and took the opportunity to recover. These were all excellent varieties that the other party deliberately sent to him after he signed a contract with the White Fang Ears. They were far better than ordinary Marley roots and had strong recovery.

With this point, his current recovery ability was stronger than that of the dragon of the Zerg. Otherwise, with such intense physical consumption, he might not be able to keep up with the opponent's battle rhythm so easily, and always needed some external force.

And by sensing the opponent's physical strength, Long, who was gradually recovering, obviously would not continue to let this happen. Then, after feeling that his breathing adjustment was stable, he directly launched an offensive. The two people in the field took action at the same time, like two dazzling lights flashing past.

Boom!

The knives held by both parties stabbed at each other's chests, and blood immediately flowed out.

At this time, a little cold light flashed in the sky, and the damaged front end of the blade and the spear head were seen falling from the sky, and finally fell steadily to the ground. Obviously, the parts of the weapons used for attacking collapsed directly because they could not withstand the impact of this force, so the injuries of the two people were not serious at the moment.

The two men with ferocious smiles on their faces snatched each other's weapons, which were severely damaged at this time, and smashed them hard at the parts of each other's bodies that showed flaws. Zheng Yong only felt a crisp sound coming from his body, as if his ribs were broken because of the gravity.

The situation on Long's side was not much better. Even though he had strong and powerful bones on his body, he still looked fragile before Zheng Yong used all his strength and the wind to immediately control the edge of the sword. His left arm was directly cut off, and half of his shoulder was bleeding. The bleeding was quickly stopped at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he held the broken arm firmly in his hand.

The two men who were charging at close range again distanced themselves from each other.

Covering his abdomen with his hands, Zheng Yong frowned badly. If there was no way to strike the insect body of the opponent's nerve center, to a large extent, this ordinary severing of limbs would only reduce the opponent's strength sharply in a short period of time.

At this time, Long did not waste any time. He quickly repaired the cut on his arm, which was gradually losing temperature. He had to take the opportunity to reconnect it. Otherwise, once his strong physique quickly recovered and the arm was regenerated, it would consume a certain amount of his physical strength.