Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 161 Shadow of the Sky (23)

The first second he saw that figure, Zhao Yingkong had forgotten everything and was left with only boundless hatred.

"Zhao! Sui! Sora!"

Zhao Yingkong roared furiously, word by word.

She roared and rushed towards the extremely handsome young man Zhao Zhuikong, stabbing the dagger in her hand fiercely into his heart.

The rage in her eyes seemed to want to burn her completely, and this attack was almost a one-way street.

Zhao Zhuikong shrugged helplessly and let the dagger pierce into his heart without moving a muscle. However, Zhao Yingkong did not feel the dagger piercing into anything at all.

She actually passed through Zhao Zhuikong's body, and it looked as if she had pounced in front of a phantom.

But Zhao Zhuikong still turned around innocently.

"My little cousin, your movements are still as efficient, precise, and deadly as ever." Zhao Zhuikong said with a gentle smile.

"A natural assassin who is almost flawless."

"Of course, if you keep a calm mind, I think even I would need a lot of energy to defeat you."

"I was just kidding." Zhao Zhuikong's smile widened, and then he asked in confusion, "But you are so angry now."

"Why, are you angry with me?"

Zhao Yingkong didn't even look back. She rushed directly to a wall, kicked the stone wall hard with her feet, and broke the stone directly. She pounced on Zhao Zhuikong again.

But once again, her attack passed through Zhao Zhuikong's body.

It was not until this time that Zhao Yingkong calmed down a little. His rationality, which had been overwhelmed by murderous intent, finally returned, and he felt something very obvious was wrong.

This is not right. This is not a team battle world. Zhao Zhuikong cannot appear in this place.

——Is it an illusion?

Zhao Zhuikong saw that Zhao Yingkong was just looking at him coldly without saying a word, nor did he seem to be planning to take action again.

He also laughed, and walked slowly towards Zhao Yingkong nonchalantly, then walked in front of Zhao Yingkong and said, "Are you really not going to fight me?"

"Cousin, do you think I'm really just an illusion?"

Zhao Yingkong was still looking at Zhao Zhuikong's approach coldly, but after Zhao Zhuikong said this.

She jumped back without thinking, because Zhao Zhuikong burst out with unimaginable murderous intent at that moment.

This murderous aura almost forced her to act on instinct. Before Zhao Zhuikong's hand reached out, she had already jumped back.

"Right, I'm not just an illusion, little cousin." Zhao Zhuikong smiled faintly, and he continued to walk towards Zhao Yingkong.

"I am the truest reflection of your inner self. No, I should say it's the reflection of your superficial thoughts and memories. Will my little cousin like this 'real' me?"

Is it a reflection of the inner shallow thoughts and memories?
But why is it just shallow thinking?

Could it be that the voice cannot enter my deep thoughts?

Zhao Yingkong has never been able to understand what spiritual bodies, inner worlds, and thinking personalities are, as if these things are naturally disgusting to her.

But when he saw that familiar face so close to him, even though he knew that this man was not real, Zhao Yingkong couldn't help but ask that question.

"Why do you do this. Why do you do this!?"

Zhao Zhuikong stopped and said helplessly: "I have done so many things that I don't even know which one my cousin is talking about. Can you remind me?"

Zhao Yingkong's face became colder and colder, and the suffocating feeling made her regret asking this question.

The man in front of me is indeed so bad and shameless.

Zhao Zhuikong was still thinking, and finally clapped his hands, suddenly realizing something and said, "Could it be that you're talking about me killing those idiots?"

"You still remember this."

He still had that very pure smile on his face, but it was extremely cold, without any trace of the warmth that a smile should have.

"Hehe." Zhao Yingkong sneered. The emotions that had been gradually eroded by the Liuku Immortal Thief finally erupted like a volcano that had been suppressed.

"Hahahaha." Zhao Yingkong laughed out loud, even tears came out.

Zhao Yingkong stopped smiling, took a deep breath, and calmed himself down before saying, "Yeah, it's my fault. I really shouldn't have expected anything from you!"

"Whether you have hidden secrets or not, no matter what the reason is." "You killed them, it's a fact. So, no matter how it happened, the only outcome is that I will take revenge on you."

"It's a life-and-death struggle."

"This is the destiny between you and me!"

Zhao Zhuikong also laughed: "That's basically it, but the ending has been changed a little bit."

"It's not that you're seeking revenge on me, but that I'm playing you for fun."

"From the inside out, playing with it thoroughly."

"I've always loved you so much that I really want to tear you into pieces. Do you know how I killed those fools?"

"I cut them into pieces one by one."

As he spoke, Zhao Zhuikong suddenly took out a human head from behind.

Zhao Yingkong's eyes narrowed. That was her sister Xinkong.

Zhao Zhuikong was like a sculptor, holding a dagger and constantly cutting and carving on Xinkong's head.
For a moment, the flesh and blood of the human head kept falling to the ground. The most terrifying thing was that Xinkong actually let out a creepy scream.

It seemed as if this head still had life.

Zhao Yingkong stared coldly at Zhao Zhuikong in front of him. He knew that all this was probably her hallucination, but the anger in his heart still surged up uncontrollably, and he wished to tear him into pieces.

After all, Zhao Yingkong has been trained as an assassin since she was a child. If she hadn't been facing Zhao Zhuikong, her determination could truly be described as as firm as steel.

Even though she was filled with rage at this moment, she did not attack rashly. Instead, she watched the illusion in front of her continue to perform with cold eyes.

Zhao Zhuikong was also enjoying himself and didn't care at all about what Zhao Yingkong was thinking or feeling.

He was just busy destroying the empty human head. After a while, the flesh and blood of the entire head had been completely removed, leaving only a white bone skull in his hand.

And this skull could actually make sounds, groaning in pain on his palm.

"Little cousin, the weak have no right to live freely."

"Their only value is to please the powerful!"

"In the end, they died at my hands, which pleased me. You should be happy for them!" Zhao Zhuikong wiped the blood off his face, without even looking at the skull, and threw it to the ground.

"By the way, it seems like you have a new companion." But he took out another head from behind, which was Zhan Lan's head.

"Too many useless ties will make you weak, little cousin. Let me reshape you!"

As Zhan Lan shouted and cried, Zhao Zhuikong began to carve again.

Even though Zhao Yingkong knew that this was an illusion, the scene was so real that she couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion.

She even began to doubt her memory, wondering if the Zhongzhou team had really encountered a team battle, and Zhao Zhuikong was in the opposing team.

His teammate was not killed by Zhang Jie, but by Zhao Zhuikong.

The tangled thoughts kept surging, like a wave, quickly drowning Zhao Yingkong.

The skull rolled along the ground towards Zhao Yingkong. Zhao Yingkong was in a trance and saw the skull opened its mouth. A girl's voice sounded like crying.

"It hurts, Sister Yingkong, I'm in so much pain, my whole body hurts."

"I can't see with my eyes, and I can't hear with my ears. Sister Yingkong, please kill me. I am in so much pain."

"Kill me, let me be free, Sister Sakura"

Zhan Lan's crying and Xin Kong's crying overlapped and kept echoing in her ears. Everything around her made her feel airtight.

The dizzying suffocation made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Zhao Yingkong couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes and finally flowed out.

Memories of the past kept surging in her mind. She faced her dead companions and heard the voice of her good friend in her memory. Her already broken defenses could no longer be protected and collapsed in an instant.

While crying, she chopped the skull into pieces. Then she stomped her feet hard and rushed towards Zhao Zhuikong madly.

"I'm going to kill you ahhhhhhh!!!"

(End of this chapter)