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Volume 1 Cheat Upgrader Chapter 95 Fainting

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    "Ah!!!" The corpses of the Mang people lying in front of him appeared in his mind. Zhang Yang roared to the sky, with a ferocious look on his face. A blood-red light flashed across his body and he rushed towards the seventh master of Baimapo.  Looking at the arrows that were shooting towards him with a green light, Zhang Yang clenched the two beast swords in his right hand and slashed at them with all his strength.  There were distortions in the air where the two beast swords passed. This was a distortion of the air caused by the heat. However, compared with the attack momentum of the Seven Masters of Baimapo, the momentum of Zhang Yang's attack was simply insignificant.  The powerful shot fired by the seventh master of Baimapo drew a line of green and green colors in the air. The violent wind surged to strengthen the attack power of the war arrows. The air was filled with the smell of killing, and the dust on the ground was fighting.  When the arrow was shot, it flew everywhere.  "No!" Two completely different momentums made the Mang people who originally had hope for Zhang Yang scream in fear, with sadness in their eyes.  "Why? Why didn't Brother Zhang use the powerful combat skill not long ago but chose this weak-looking combat skill?" Xiong Hu's honest face was full of doubts and worries, and his brown eyes widened.  Staring unblinkingly at the impending collision in the field.  He held the long knife in his right hand and clenched his fingers tightly. The sharp nails pierced Xiong Hu's left palm. A trace of blood flowed out of his left palm, causing bursts of severe pain. However, Xiong Hu felt nothing. All his attention was on  Zhang Yang's side.  "Brother Zhang, he must have his plan." Xiong Hu firmly believed in his heart.  "I should have stopped him." Looking at Zhang Yang's attack, Xiong Meizi closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to watch the collision that was about to happen. With the information she got, how could she not guess what happened?  .  "The hidden disease in Zhang Yang's right hand must have recurred, preventing him from using the powerful combat skills last time." "I'm so stupid, how could I have such an innocent illusion? I clearly know that he already has a hidden injury.  , I hope he can create a miracle," Xiong Meizi blamed herself deeply.  "Huh." He snorted coldly. Looking at Zhang Yang's blood-red figure rushing towards him like a moth to a flame, the corners of Baima Po Qi's mouth slightly curved. He seemed to have seen Zhang Yang being shot through his body by his own arrow.  scene.  "Ninth brother, tenth brother, seventh brother has avenged you." He whispered softly. The seventh master of Baimapo felt happy, but his eyes were still cold. As the basic principle of an archer, he must remain calm in the face of everything. Only in this way can he  Maintain peak combat power at all times.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  "Boom!!" With a roar, Zhang Yang's blood-red body collided with the green light in the two different moods of the Mang clan and the seventh master of Baimapo.  In the aftermath of the energy collision, a cloud of dirt and grass clippings was thrown up, and dust flew into the air.  The blood-red light and turquoise light produced by the collision of the two energies covered Zhang Yang's body. No one could see Zhang Yang's specific condition. Only the blood-red light proved that he was still alive.  Looking at the blood-red figure constantly struggling in the green light, Xiong Hu's breathing became heavy, his body trembled with tension, his eyes stared at the blood-red light without blinking, and suddenly his brown face changed.  He turned pale, with a look of disbelief and sadness in his eyes.  In his sight, the blood-red light was slowly weakening. From being able to compete with the green light, it was quickly submerged, leaving only the last bit of blood-red struggling.  Zhang Yang was finished. At this time, this thought flashed across the minds of the Mang people. The scene in the scene no longer needs to be explained. A depressive atmosphere surged among the Mang people.  "Hmph." There was a sneer on his face. Looking at the blood-red light that was about to disappear, the last trace of the seventh master of Bai Ma Po disappeared. He raised his long bow, his eyes jumped over the location of the three-color light, and looked towards  He saw the people of the Mang tribe in the rear, with a look of cruelty in their cold eyes.  "You guys should die too." The seventh master of Baimapo raised his green long bow. A black war arrow was once again placed on the bow string and pointed at the Mang people. The green light on the war arrow flashed.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  "Roar!!!" Just when the seventh master of Baima Po was about to shoot a war arrow, a roar of a monster suddenly sounded, and a figure glowing with blood-red light jumped out of the green light.  Zhang Yang jumped out of the green light with a ferocious face, and the two beast swords in his right hand pointed towards Baima Slope.The head of the family was chopped off hard.  "No!!" Looking at the blood-red figure that suddenly jumped out of the green light, and looking at the long sword that was slashed at him, the seventh master of Bai Mapo screamed in horror. The young man's ferocious and somewhat terrifying expression  His face was like a summoner in hell, and the smell of blood poured from the young man into the nostrils of the seventh master of Baimapo.  At this most critical moment, the professional principles of Bai Ma Po Qi as an archer once again calmed his fearful heart. He swayed his hands slightly, and the war arrow that was originally intended to be shot at the Mang tribe was aimed at Zhang Yang, and he quickly released his right hand.  Open, step back with both feet on the ground at the same time.  Using an ordinary attack to stop Zhang Yang and get him out of this predicament was the only thought of the seventh master of Baimapo at this time.  The green war arrow cut through a green ray of light and shot towards Zhang Yang's forehead, attacking the place where people must be saved. At the last moment, the seventh master of Baima Po remained calm. His expression became indifferent, and the fear in his heart faded.  He was confident that his attack could definitely block the boy's attack.  But the boy¡¯s next actions made the seventh master of Baimapo become frightened again.  Turning his right hand slightly, the dual beast sword in Zhang Yang's hand crossed an afterimage and collided with the green war arrow. With a cracking sound, this iron-level war arrow that gathered the power of the Seven Masters of Baimapo turned out to be very simple.  It split from the middle and fell to the ground.  Zhang Yang's body passed through an afterimage and passed through the war arrow that was still emitting green light. The two beast swords in his hands struck the head of the seventh master of Baima Po with blood-red flames.  "Wow!!" The sound of a long sword entering the body sounded.  The seventh master of Baimapo was split in half from the middle, and bright red blood and warm brain matter splashed out in the air, splashing onto Zhang Yang's ferocious face.  "Won?" Looking at the sudden changes in the field, the heads of the Mang tribe were a little unable to react. They were stunned when they looked at the back of the god and demon in the field.  "Hahaha, great, I said, how could Brother Zhang lose? It's true." Xiong Hu was the first to react, laughing honestly, taking long strides, his eyes flashing with reverence.  Se walked towards Zhang Yang.  Looking at Zhang Yang¡¯s blood-red figure standing among the corpses, Xiong Meizi¡¯s beautiful face showed a smile, and her beautiful big eyes showed a little smile, watching Xiong Hu honestly move towards Zhang Yang¡¯s body.  "Brother Zhang, you are so awesome." With a loud murmur, Xiong Hu walked up behind Zhang Yang and patted Zhang Yang's shoulder hard.  "Pfft" Under Xiong Hu's shot, a mouthful of bright red blood spat out from Zhang Yang's mouth. His body fell backward and fell into Xiong Hu's arms, losing consciousness.
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