A million ways to survive in the dungeon

"Wow……"

Sharp screams pierced the sky.

Zheng Qian had four red fist-finger marks on his face, and dust flew out.

Before he could fly a few meters, Zhao Aotian caught up with him at a faster speed.

With a wave of his wings, his figure flashed in front of Zheng Qian like an aurora.

"Tsk!"

Knowing that he could not avoid it, Zheng Qian quickly crossed his arms to block, but was still kicked into the air by Zhao Aotian.

This kid...

Catching up again, Zhao Aotian's continuous attacks were several times faster than before.

Zheng Qian quickly curled up and protected his body with his legs and arms.

In an instant, thunderous iron fists rained down on Zheng Qian, and the loud banging sound was like countless nuclear bombs detonating in the sky.

[Oil Well Punch]

Grabbing Zheng Qian's hair, Zhao Aotian just tore apart Zheng Qian's defense, and struck his face with a full-strength pile punch.

A whooshing sound broke through the air.

Zheng Qian hit the ground like a meteorite, and the entire ground rippled like water, then expanded outwards and exploded, finally forming a large crater with a diameter of a hundred meters.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

In the sky, Zhao Aotian roared happily.

The loud roar made the leaders of the nations watching the battle feel frightened.

"Hey, why don't we surrender?" The leader of the Faris Republic took several trembling steps back.

"There are such masters in eastern Sichuan, and they are so crazy. What's going on?" said the Northland Lord, a long-haired man with a body comparable to Katcher, a hairy chest, and carrying a spear.

At the scene, national leaders had begun to think about retreating.

Seeing this, Jin Ge said calmly: "There is no need to retreat."

Everyone was stunned and looked around after hearing the sound.

Jin Ge looked at the battlefield calmly: "Zheng Qian can suppress Zhao Aotian, everyone, please be patient."

The third elder next to him heard this and asked anxiously: "Hey, Jinge, stop pretending! Didn't you see how Zhao Aotian fought? That Zheng Qian, we have never heard of it, you are sure you can suppress it Where does that monster Zhao Aotian live?"

"able."

"What confidence do you have?"

Jin Ge smiled knowingly and said, "Because Zheng Qian is a monster far superior to Xiao Zhao."

Meanwhile, in the pothole.

Zheng Qian was lying in the center of the pothole in a large shape.

It wasn't because he was seriously injured, but because Zheng Qian wanted to take advantage of these few seconds to think about the problem.

Why does this happen?

What kind of magic is in Zhao Aotian's body?

His fighting spirit and spiritual transformation are, to a certain extent, the embodiment of his spirit.

Therefore, the fighting spirit and the appearance of the god intuitively reflect his mental state.

Although Zhao Aotian is limited by his human body and is very weak, he has a spirit comparable to that of a demon god. There is no doubt about this.

Let alone control, it would be extremely difficult to pollute his spirit.

Oh, forget it, I can’t figure it out.

I've never been good at guessing riddles.

But then again.

Putting aside the complicated thoughts, Zheng Qian suddenly felt a little wet and sticky on his mouth.

Apply it with your finger.

There was cherry-red blood on her fingertips.

"Huh~ No way? Nosebleed?"

This incredible situation made Zheng Qian burst out laughing.

That punch just now actually broke my nose?

Lao Zhao, are you okay?

Except when he fought the Demon God, when had Zheng Qian ever shed blood?

Forget it once, twice?

After laughing, he felt faintly angry.

Zheng Qian lazily stood up, shook his hands, twisted his neck, and stretched his muscles, and then...

boom! ! !

A silver beam of light rose from the ground.

All the dust in the sky was blown away in an instant.

The hurricane almost blew down the people watching the battle on the city wall.

Even Zhao Aotian in the sky was startled and looked at the figure in the center of the pit in astonishment.

In the center of the pit, Zheng Qian stood as tall as a pine tree.

The hair was blown upside down by the strong silver magic.

Wiping the blood under his nose with his sleeve, clear anger flashed in Zheng Qian's eyes.

"You make me very angry, Lao Zhao. I want to be serious. Say it first. It will hurt a lot."

"Zheng Qian!!!"

The crazy Zhao Aotian shook his body, burst out with strong fighting spirit again, and dived down.

[Machine gun company...

boom! ! !

The first punch hasn't been thrown yet.

With a fist that was so fast that it exceeded dynamic vision, it hit Zhao Aotian's face first, hitting his head almost to a 90-degree angle.

【Advanced Pulse】

This punch caused Zhao Aotian's eyes to lose focus.

The power is far more than several times that of the hair hammer just now.

After falling heavily to the ground, Zhao Aotian tried to remember, but fell down again.

His legs were trembling, and his eyes were so bloodshot that they looked like they were going to explode.

With just one punch, Zhao Aotian was hit with a slight concussion.

And no one at the scene, including Zhao Aotian himself, saw how Zheng Qian threw the punch.

It was as if Zhao Aotian rushed in front of him and was hit by an invisible fist.

"I told you, it will hurt a lot. If you don't want it to hurt, just pass out!"

After saying that, Zheng Qian raised his legs.

Just one step, spanning more than ten meters.

boom! ! !

Another unimaginably fast uppercut hit Zhao Aotian's abdomen.

The clothes behind Zhao Aotian were instantly shattered by the impact.

The huge impact caused an arrow-like wave of air to shoot out from its back and shoot towards the sky, directly dispersing the clouds a thousand meters high.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

With this punch, Zheng Qian's fist almost sank into Zhao Aotian's abdomen as if digging in. He was hit so hard that he vomited violently on the spot, and everything in his stomach came back out.

But until he vomited blood, Zhao Aotian was still not unconscious.

He was on all fours, his legs were shaking violently, and he was struggling to stand up.

After several attempts, he finally curled up and stood up, raising his hand to hit.

Bang bang bang!

Left hook, right hook, uppercut.

Three iron fists full of magic energy exploded in Zhao Aotian's face again.

The last uppercut sent Zhao Aotian flying into the air, spurting out nearly a liter of blood.

There was a crash.

The wings behind him dissipated.

Zheng Qian's three punches directly knocked Zhao Aotian out of his divine state.

His face was completely swollen from the beating.

Lying on the ground, exhausted, Zhao Aotian was still struggling to get up and continue fighting.

It was obvious that his face was so swollen that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Zheng Qian pinched his forehead.

"I admire your will very much, it's what I appreciate about you, but sometimes this advantage of yours is really annoying."

"Zheng~ Qian~ I want to... kill..."

Seeing Zhao Aotian stand up again.

Zheng Qian completely lost his patience.

In his sight, Zheng Qian walked closer and then raised his legs high.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Aotian felt a pain in the back of his head, and his entire face sank into the ground.

Zheng Qian kicked him to the ground with one kick.

Immediately, without stopping, he rode directly on Zhao Aotian's back, channeled enough magic energy, and blasted the back of his head with a hammer.

It wasn't until Zhao Aotian punched thirty-seven times with all his strength that the whole back of Zhao Aotian's skull cracked and collapsed, and he finally passed out.

After shaking off the dripping blood on his hands and confirming that he had indeed fallen into a coma, Zheng Qian used healing on Zhao Aotian to stabilize his HP at around 5%.

Immediately, he picked up Zhao Aotian and walked towards the city wall, waving as he walked: "It's done, let's go home."

At this moment, on the city wall, the leaders of the countries who witnessed all this were collectively stunned.

This man named Zheng Qian actually knocked out Zhao Aotian, the strongest human being who looked like a monster, so easily?

Who is this Zheng Qian?

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