Heaven's Last Big Boss

They rushed to the front where the monster monks were fighting fiercely, and quickly pressed the scale of victory.

Several immortals waved their sleeves in the air and scattered immortal light, setting up barriers, suppressing the opponent's masters, and blocking the retreat of the demon soldiers.

Fortunately, the support came quickly, but if it is more than ten seconds late, it is estimated that he can only collect his body.

Feng Bugui had more than a dozen scars all over his body, but he was not in a hurry to heal his wounds at the moment, and his eyes continued to lock on Zhou Zheng who was still rushing forward.

It's only been a few months?

How did this guy suddenly become so fierce from a rookie who just started practicing!

Zhou Zheng's back also looks a bit miserable.

There were several bloodstains on his back from sharp claws. Fortunately, the wound was not too deep, and it was also covered by a layer of ice crystals at this moment, so there was not much bleeding.

Zhou Zheng was protected by a shield in front of him, but he didn't have many injuries, but his short hair was stained with blood, and there were several blood-oozing claw marks on his forehead, which almost disfigured him from scratching.

But instead of being affected by the injury, his fighting power became more and more sturdy.

Zhou Zheng pursed his lips tightly, with a fierce look in his eyes, he held a large shield in his left hand to protect his vitals, and his right hand held a magic weapon-level horizontal knife tightly, surrounded by a faint golden light, and he suddenly slashed out with a knife, which could accurately hit the monster in front of him. The body of the soldier is critical.

Feng Bugui recalled the situation when he and Zhou Zheng were besieged just now.

That momentum, that scene!

Zhou Zheng fell from the sky with wind and lightning all the way, and he surrounded a group of demons all by himself!

This made Feng Bugui feel overwhelmed with confidence, and almost called for the reinforcements to retreat and let the two of them do it alone.

"Young people today are amazing."

Feng Bugui took out the half-remained cigarette case in his inner pocket, picked out a still-complete piece of cigarette, lit it in his mouth, smoked a few puffs, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

"Captain! Ah! There's a lot of blood!"

Feng Bugui waved his hand, signaling his team members to go to the demons first.

He was carefully studying Zhou Zheng's movements.

It can be clearly seen that Zhou Zheng's battle experience is not rich, a lot of mana and strength are wasted, and the battle posture is a bit redundant, flexible but not fierce enough, and he has not fully exerted his current strength.

Zhou Zheng's growth rate in the battle was astonishing, as if every extra minute could complete the evolution of his fighting skills.

It feels like to Feng Bugui...

This is a natural 'beater'.

Feng Bugui is also experienced enough, he has already discovered that Zhou Zheng can show a combat power much higher than his innate Dzogchen by relying on the seven or eight levels of the Xiantian Realm, mainly due to the wrapping of his body. layer of spiritual power.

The two were able to last for 2 minutes before, this spiritual power, and Zhou Zheng's excellent thunder technique, all contributed to this.

Of course, objective factors are more important.

These monster soldiers are relatively weak. Although their appearance and numbers are very scary, there are no 'masters' who have practiced for more than 300 years.

In short, Feng Bugui felt very lucky to be able to survive these 2 minutes.

I didn't mention the awkward dance before.

Just a little trick to escape.

"I'll go! Who dares to touch my monitor!"

There was a roar in the air, Feng Bugui looked up with a cigarette in his hand, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Today's young people won't have a concave shape if they don't fall from the sky?

Xiao Sheng descended from the sky stepping on the big gourd, and the big gold chain around his neck shone brightly, throwing out a bright streamer.

Yue Wushuang, who was wearing a blue windbreaker, galloped past, swept across with a scimitar, and the two demon soldiers quickly decapitated.

In the distance, Li Zhiyong, who had already set up his gun on the roof of the car, thought about it for a while, put away his sniper rifle, and watched the battle with a group of special police.

more than ten minutes later;

The battle situation was cleared by several immortals, because the encirclement circle was prepared in advance, none of the monsters found here slipped through the net, most of them were killed and a few were captured.

More than 260 ordinary demon soldiers were piled up in the warehouse, and more than 30 surviving staff members were rescued.

In a corner on one side, several immortals have already started to use their means to ask questions in the mouths of several leading monsters.

In the corner, a group of monks surrounded Zhou Zheng and Feng Bugui, their faces were full of respect, and the eyes of many young girls were shining brightly.

Especially the group of monks who arrived first, they witnessed the fierce street fighting with their own eyes, saw the scene of Feng Bugui and Zhou Zheng standing back to back on the corpses of demon soldiers fighting everywhere, they were still excited at this moment, and then secretly took a few pictures a photograph.

Both Zhou Zheng and Feng Bugui sat there shirtless, and several careful female cultivators rushed to help them deal with their injuries.

Ao Ying didn't show her face, she turned into a jade stone and was protected by Zhou Zheng in the palm of her hand, and spent layers of spiritual energy for Zhou Zheng.

Several Taoist priests with outstanding temperament and wearing robes stepped forward, greeted Zhou Zheng and Feng Bugui with smiles, and said some words of official encouragement.

What a great achievement, the notification of awards, the rewards are generous, and there is a lot of secular fireworks.

Zhou Zheng just frowned and looked at the clothes on the ground.

Although he now has a lot of subsidies and has nothing to spend money on, but...it's a pity that he didn't wear these two clothes a few times.

When the leaders of the special investigation team left, Zhou Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Bugui grinned and patted Zhou Zheng on the shoulder.

"Squad leader, we have found out clearly," Li Zhiyong's voice sounded.

Zhou Zheng raised his head and looked to the side. Many monks followed Zhou Zheng's gaze and noticed a young monk standing beside him at some point.

Li Zhiyong smiled, and his voice rang in Zhou Zheng's ears.

"This place is full of low-level demon soldiers. Through the cold chain transportation channel, they turned into the main body and pretended to be frozen meat to mix in. Their actions are unified, and their purpose is probably to create riots in Longchen City, with the intention of disturbing the morale of the frontline troops.

"Now there are three investigation points for the immortals - the participants in the demon passage, the monk formation used by the demons, and which force these demons belong to. The follow-up Futian League should take reciprocal revenge and send immortals to the rear of this force Sneak attack."

Zhou Zheng nodded slightly, and smiled at Li Zhiyong. The latter seemed to be passing by, walking away with his hands behind his back.

This guy, for some reason, always acts so low-key.

"Xiao Zhou," Feng Bugui chuckled, "Go for a drink? Now we can recuperate in an aboveboard manner, hahaha!"

Before Zhou Zheng could nod his head, the young team members around him became anxious.

"Captain! You still drink! Can you drink with this injury?"

"Do you want to add a box of cephalosporin to the captain? That will have a quick effect."

"Captain, you can recuperate your wounds in peace, and we three brothers will drink with you when you recuperate well!"

Feng Bugui scratched his head and smiled, suddenly remembered something, with a little fear in his eyes.

"Hey, I almost forgot, I can't drink this kid, forget it."

The male cultivators around were shocked immediately.

……

Instructor Xiaoyue's expression was very calm when he heard that his subordinates reported the results of the special operations team of the Third Industrial Island.

It was watching from the shadows.

There is one thing to say, the battles of low-level monks, especially the battles of low-level monks who major in the physical body, are really pleasing to the eye.

But Xiaoyue couldn't laugh when she looked at the score sheet and Zhou Zheng, who was ranked second on the score sheet.

What happened?

The scene of Zhou Zheng's bloody battle against demons just now was peeked at, but it is still lingering in Xiaoyue's dog's head at this moment, lingering for a long time.

Why does it feel so familiar?

Xiaoyue was lost in thought.

It was as if this figure had been seen from far away, and it was also in a situation similar to a siege, but there were some coercive and terrifying black shadows all around, and that figure stood among these black shadows, attacking the Nine Heavens and the Netherworld...

Who is he?

Xiaoyue wanted to see this figure clearly, but suddenly her heart trembled, and all she saw was a blank space.

In addition, the image that just emerged from the bottom of its heart was also directly erased.

This is!

Xiaoyuegou's ears stood up, the hair all over his body exploded one by one, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and quickly returned to normal.

It looked up and saw that the immortals who came to report the news were already standing against the wall, most of them looked a bit frightened.

"Cough," Xiaoyue grinned, "don't be afraid, I'm excited for a while, and I can't control the coercion. If you have nothing to do, go down first. Don't report the top two prizes on the score sheet, so as not to cause big monsters s concern."

Several immortals quickly agreed, and quickly opened the door and slipped away.

Xiaoyue exhaled, jumped up, stood upright out of thin air, crossed her two hind legs in a decent manner, and slowly lowered her two front paws, posing in a dog-style meditation.

Soon, Xiaoyue floated down slowly, and one thing was confirmed.

It has just been involved by a secret, and some memories that should have been blinded.

The secret cannot be revealed.

"Hey, that's not right... Fuck! The secret is still there? Isn't the heavenly court broken? What's going on here?"

Xiaoyue stared for a while, sitting there and fell into a long thought.

……

"cheers!"

Several beer glasses collided together, and the mellow ale kept rippling in the collision.

Feng Bugui, who was sitting dryly by the side, had completely different expressions from Zhou Zheng. The former was lifeless, with black lines on his forehead, and felt that the big bucket of juice in front of him was the greatest insult to him.

Zhou Zheng was much calmer, and he didn't like drinking.

It was still in the small restaurant where Zhou Zheng and Feng Bugui drank last time. Putting the two tables together, seven or eight people could gather to eat and drink together.

Ao Ying is hiding beside Zhou Zheng at the moment, with a bottle of 'Wang Zai' milk in front of her.

It is very suitable.

Those who came to celebrate Zhou Zheng and Feng Bugui included two of Feng Bugui's subordinates, and all the members of Zhou Zheng's team. Xiao Sheng chatted after drinking some wine, and the overall atmosphere was quite lively.

A girl also took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Li Zhiyong, but after a few words, the girl turned her head to the other side.

"Squad leader, remember to call me ahead of time next time," Xiao Sheng said with regret on his face, "You have given up the limelight, and Zhiyong and I have nothing to do with each other."

Zhou Zheng laughed and said, "Go back and give you a rewarding spirit stone, no more."

"Xiao Zhou," Feng Bugui smiled and said, "When this time is over, I will accompany you to practice boxing and kicking? I feel that you have not learned systematically, and you have used a lot of strength wrongly. The angle of attack when killing monsters There are also problems."

Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up, he picked up the orange juice and went up to it: "You haven't made up your mind, Captain Feng, you can't go back on your word!"

"Hahahaha!" Feng Bugui drank the orange juice in one gulp, feeling indescribably happy.

The proprietress who came over with the dishes frowned at the bandages exposed behind Feng Bugui's collar, and said worriedly: "Captain Feng, this is an extra dish for you, pay more attention to nutrition."

"Thank you, hahaha, I've made a lot of money! Hey, how much do you like?"

The surrounding team members expressed their real-name envy and made a fuss about Feng Bugui, and the proprietress bowed her head in embarrassment and left.

"What are you shouting for?" Feng Bugui scolded, "Hurry up and get out! The two of us can recuperate for a few days, and you still want to be lazy and not be on duty?"

"I'm in a hurry," Xiao Sheng slapped his thigh with a smile, "Why don't you blush when you don't drink."

The two female players continued to tease and tease, and Ao Ying joined in the fun.

Zhou Zheng looked at it with a smile, with some emotion in his eyes, as if he thought of the carefree time when he was a child, that time...

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at a figure across the street through the window of the small restaurant, who was also watching him.

She was wearing a black one-piece gel suit, bathed in the sun at five o'clock in the afternoon, and was depicted with an outstanding female silhouette, attracting the attention of many men and women around her.

But how good she is, how thin her waist is...it doesn't matter.

Her face full of surprise and eagerness, and her eyes soaked with a little tears, seemed to hit Zhou Zheng's heart with a heavy hammer.

In the memory, the already blurred figure slowly became real.

'Your name is so strange, are you Bao Zheng? '

The little girl with the ponytail was standing in the setting sun with her hands behind her back, talking softly.

'I will be your eldest sister from now on!Tell me about being bullied! '