Necromancer Doomsday Walk

59 Wang Mingwen takes action

"die!"

A sound came out from the intertwining of thunder and flames, full of evil aura. Wang Ling's blow sent Wan Zhiyang flying backwards, and then, where the thunder and flames collapsed, a figure rushed out.

As if coming from the void, the spear first pierced the package of thunder and flames, and Wang Ling's body followed closely behind, shooting at Wan Zhiyang who was falling in mid-air like an arrow from the sky.

Wang Ling was already murderous and was about to kill Wan Zhiyang with his spear.

The power of the thunder and fire attack was extremely powerful. Wan Zhiyang was directly attacked. After resisting for more than ten seconds, he was finally exhausted. Without the blessing of fighting energy, the steel body could not continue to maintain. The cold silver-gray luster of the metal quickly faded, and he regained his strength.

The original flesh and blood body was exposed.

The bones of Wan Zhiyang's arms felt as if they were bombarded by a hammer, and there were waves of suppressed pain, as if they were broken. This feeling made Wan Zhiyang understand that the bones of his arms were definitely cracked, although

The arms can still move, but cannot exert force, otherwise the bones will crack more seriously, or even be completely shattered.

But at this time, Wan Zhiyang felt that he was locked, and he was locked while falling in mid-air. It was a sharp and sharp aura that locked him firmly, with a determination to kill.

Wan Zhiyang knew that if he was hit by this blow, the probability of death would be extremely high.

"Fight!"

Gritting his teeth, between the broken bones of both arms and the loss of his own life, Wan Zhiyang finally chose to break the bones of both arms. After all, the broken bones of both arms can still be restored in this era, but it is just

It's just some suffering, but if you lose your life, it's completely over. This is not a game. You can't resurrect and you can't start over.

Holding back the pain in his arms, Wan Zhiyang gritted his teeth and crossed his arms again. The remaining fighting energy in his body was once again mobilized and flowed to his arms.

Suddenly, a burst of tearing pain, like a blade cutting or a saw-tooth cutting and rotating, came from both arms and swept through the whole body. This kind of pain immediately made Wan Zhiyang tremble all over, his eyes turned black, his head was dizzy, and he almost passed out.

It turned out that not only the bones in both arms were cracked, but also the muscles in both arms seemed to be torn, otherwise it would not be so painful.

"It's over."

Such a thought flashed through Wan Zhiyang's mind.

He had very little fighting ability left, and his arms were severely injured, making it difficult for him to use it. Faced with this blow, he was unable to dodge or resist, and there was only one way to die.

Thinking of this, Wan Zhiyang's heart was filled with a layer of deathly energy. As the sharp and sharp breath of the spear swept over him, his whole body seemed to be penetrated by thousands of needle attacks, and he gradually fell, as if he was falling endlessly.

The abyss, the scythe of death, was resting on his neck.

At the same time, Wan Zhiyang felt strong unwillingness to die like this.

However, there is no way to recover.

The spear sneered and pierced the sky, leaving a straight line.

The tip of the spear was already close to Wan Zhiyang. With just a small distance, it could break Wan Zhiyang's arms and pierce his chest.

"Master Captain!"

"It's dangerous, Captain."

"Master Captain, get out of the way."

At this moment, when Wang Ling was about to kill Wan Zhiyang, his eyes suddenly flashed, as if someone appeared.

With a clang, Wang Ling only felt that his spear was hit by something. A distance spread through the spear body and reached his hands, making his hands numb slightly. He stabbed Wan Zhiyang's fatal blow,

It was even more shaken apart.

After landing, Wang Ling looked forward. Wan Zhiyang's figure disappeared. When he glanced again, he suddenly appeared on the other side. Standing with Wan Zhiyang was the inconspicuous middle-aged man in black.

He still narrowed his eyes slightly and still had a vague smile on his face.

The index fingers of his hands were still flicking gently.

Wang Ling was certain that just now, it was the middle-aged man in black who used his killing blow to save Wan Zhiyang.

The middle-aged man in black was extremely fast. After blocking Wang Ling's attack, he took Wan Zhiyang aside. Wang Ling's face darkened, but he did not attack again. His intuition told him that this seemingly inconspicuous black man

The middle-aged man is a master, a master he cannot compete with.

Since the middle-aged man in black would appear here with Wan Zhiyang, of course he would not watch Wan Zhiyang being killed.

"Thank you, thank you very much..." Wan Zhiyang made the transition from hell to heaven and saved his life. He was extremely grateful to Wang Mingwen.

The middle-aged man in black also grasped the timing of his attack very well. He saved Wan Zhiyang at the critical moment. If he had taken action earlier, he could have saved Wan Zhiyang, but he could not make Wan Zhiyang feel that he was going to die.

Therefore, it is impossible to get such deep gratitude from Wan Zhiyang.

If the attack had been slower, Wan Zhiyang would have been killed in less than a second, and he would not have been able to save him.

Regarding the middle-aged man in black's ability to seize the opportunity, Tang Fan secretly nodded and expressed his affirmation.

In addition, I am also somewhat satisfied that the middle-aged man in black understands current affairs.

After all, the middle-aged man in black is not a good person at first glance. If he chooses to attack Wang Ling directly, he can not only save Wan Zhiyang, but also kill Wang Ling at the same time.

However, the middle-aged man in black was worried about the existence of Tang Fan and others, and could not see through the strength of Tang Fan and others. He had a sense of mystery in his heart. This sense of mystery made him have scruples, because scruples would make him feel...

Pressure, with pressure, the middle-aged man in black would not dare to kill Wang Ling at will.

Killing Wang Ling and just saving Wan Zhiyang are two completely different concepts.

The latter is a normal approach, but the former may arouse the anger of Tang Fan and others, causing them to take action.

The middle-aged man in black admitted that he liked to hunt strong men, but he also understood that he could not provoke those who could not see through them at will, because if he was not careful, he would lose his life because of it, which would not be worth the loss.

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He has both a thrill-seeking mentality and a cautious mentality. The combination of the two makes him a powerful assassin.

In fact, Tang Fan, Qin Taisheng and Qin Bingxin all felt the moment the middle-aged man in black moved, but they had no intention of taking action because the target of the middle-aged man in black was not Wang Ling.

On the other hand, even if the middle-aged man in black rescues Wan Zhiyang, the leader of the Black Mountain Chapter, it still cannot change the fact that if Tang Fan wants the Black Mountain Chapter to disappear completely, then the Black Mountain Chapter will definitely disappear.

, cannot be reversed.