Feeling the danger of the iron chain, the 'doctor' tried his best to dodge, and his gold-level strength completely exploded. His body skills and speed were displayed without reservation. At the critical moment, he bravely attacked with a desperate and crazy momentum, struggling and resisting with all his strength.
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Unfortunately, the attack of the eight dragon slaves was particularly fierce, and the narrow corridor was filled up by them, leaving him only room to struggle and no room to escape.
The eight dragon slaves became more and more courageous as they fought. Especially the two blade girls who were trained by Long Er with all his strength. Their offensive was even more frightening. They were sharp, fierce and cruel, just like two crazy wolves.
, there is no trace of the delicateness and sweetness of the past.
In just a short moment, the 'doctor' weighed more than ten swords and was dripping with blood. He looked extremely embarrassed. His resistance at this moment undoubtedly turned into a death struggle.
"Qing Ling, Qing Yu, kill him!!" Long Er ordered coldly.
The attack of the two blade girls suddenly became fierce, and the other six dragon slaves also began to attack quickly and fiercely, creating a suitable opportunity for the twins Qingling Qingyu to kill. The strength of the dragon slaves lies in their tacit understanding and formation, which is exactly what they are at this moment.
The 'doctor''s cold expression became ferocious. He also realized that his life was about to end. He screamed repeatedly, struggled desperately, and even thought about how to die together.
Just as this melee enters its final moments...
Bang! A roar without warning suddenly sounded behind me. It was the banging of the door.
What followed was a chaotic sound of fighting.
Not good?? Long Er's face suddenly changed, without any hesitation, his body, which had been on alert from beginning to end, turned over in an instant!
Because the sound came from... Meiyan's room!!
The eight dragon slaves also heard the noise, and all the silence was instantly confused. After a little hesitation, as Qingling Qingyu evacuated one after another, he decisively abandoned the 'doctor' and rushed to Meiyan's room.
The 'doctor' finally took a breath and glanced viciously at the dragon slave who left in a hurry. Regardless of the pain and resentment, he forced himself to speak and turned around and fled in the opposite direction. After a few quick steps, he rushed to the entrance of the corridor.
The speed suddenly increased, and he was ready to crash through the window in front and jump from the fourth floor.
However, before he could take off, Di Cheng, who happened to appear in the corridor, immediately discovered his traces.
"Little guy, where are you going?!" Without the slightest hesitation, his body rose up and shot out in an instant, tearing apart the space like thunder, and the clenched iron fist drew out with roaring force and went straight for the 'doctor's' throat.
There's no bells and whistles, no hidden moves, it's pure and crisp, just an iron fist impact.
An angry blow from an emperor-level warrior!!
How could the seriously injured body of the 'doctor' resist the 'violence' of an emperor-level powerhouse? Black shadows flashed in the corners of his eyes intuitively, and he didn't even consciously issue a retreat order to his limbs, and then...
Bang!!
Di Cheng's iron fist instantly hit the doctor's throat, and the momentum of the impact did not diminish. The huge and fierce impact force directly hit him on the wall in front. The fist smashed the entire throat into pieces, and blood surged out of control. Some
They run wild in the body, and some go straight to the brain.
Life came to an end in this tragic impact.
Miserable! Sad!
Zou Tianjian! One of the nine top jonins of the Japanese Ninja Sect, a genius boy of the Qingshui School...died in battle!
Add a touch of blood to tonight’s moonlit night!
Di Cheng didn't have the time to think about what he had 'handled', his attention was immediately attracted by the abnormal situation in the beauty room, his heart skipped a beat, and he rushed over.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the beauty ward was almost frozen. Long Er was frozen at the door, not daring to move any further. The other eight dragon slaves could no longer keep calm. Their swaying eyes were fixed on the ward, or on the ward.
The only window!
There... the white gauze curtain swayed gently with the night wind, and the silver moonlight embellished it with a slight haze and illusion. Just on the window edge, between the curtains, a thin black figure squatted there, with a dark iron rod in his right hand.
,*,It was heavy, but it was carried as lightly as nothing. The left hand tightly clamped the unconscious beauty. Scarlet blood dripped from the corner of her mouth. It was obvious that she had been severely injured.
The reason why all the dragon slaves were frozen in place was... the claws of the black shadow's left hand entangled with Meiyan's body were pinching her throat, and the pointed fingertips were deeply embedded in the flesh, as if they might twist at any time.
break.
"This is not a good idea, think twice...before you act..." Long Er's face was gloomy as if he wanted to squeeze out water, his hands were clenched tightly as if in a twist, and steel nails were 'squeezed' out from between his fingers.
She didn't care about Mei Yan's life or death, what she cared about was that Mei Yan was snatched away under her nose, what she cared about was that the mission he had repeatedly ordered... went wrong. In her proud soul, this was absolutely unacceptable.
Allowed!
The black shadow slowly raised his dry eyes, looked at Long Er and others coldly, and spoke in jerky Chinese: "I, the ascetic monk, Santa Li, tell Di Cheng that I have taken this girl away!"
Before he finished speaking, his body tilted and he fell from the fourth floor window sill.
The seemingly random movements are enough to make people break into cold sweats.
Santali??
The strange yet familiar name was like a thunderclap in Long Er's ears. He was slightly absent-minded, suddenly trembled, and hurriedly rushed to the window sill, just in time to see the rapidly falling black shadow landing on the second floor, accompanied by a low voice.
Roar, the black iron rod in his hand slammed against the window sill on the second floor. There was a loud bang, a large amount of gravel flew out, and the short building trembled. However, he himself used the force of this fierce impact to slow down the falling momentum and took advantage of the momentum to tumble.
Falling, then running away.
Use iron rods to bombard the window sill to generate counter-shock force! This unheard-of method and this visually shocking scene not only moved Long Er on the fourth floor, but everyone around him who witnessed it immediately let out bursts of inhalation.
"That's..." Yang Jing, who was on guard in the courtyard, was slightly surprised, and then stared at the figure in the black shadow's hand.
Beauty??!!
"Fuck your ancestor!!" After being slightly distracted, Yang Jing stormed off on the spot. His roar was like thunder mixed with endless anger, and even the brothers around him were severely beaten by this roar and anger without warning.
Startled.
All the calmness, all the stability, all the demeanor were completely shattered at this moment. Yang Jing rushed forward like crazy with a tungsten stick, and the blood color in his eyes that had faded for a long time became intense again...intense...
…
The sudden surge of anger almost burned his reason!
Because he knows the importance of beauty to Di Cheng and her importance!!
"Stop him!!" The Black Arms brothers who came back to their senses all entered a state of madness. The atmosphere at the scene was like a detonated bomb, and a sudden riot broke out. All the Black Arms brothers along the way started to intercept like crazy.
San Taili was slightly absent-minded, but the quasi-emperor's strength should not be underestimated, and the quasi-emperor's majesty should not be desecrated. His running figure suddenly rose up, and he jumped directly on top of the crowd while tumbling in the air, stomping on the heads and shoulders of the black warriors and moving forward.
, and every time the steps hit the ground, they were strong and strong, causing a strong counter-shock force. Not only did they increase the height by one or two meters, but the speed also increased by leaps and bounds.
On the other hand, Yang Jing...
First, he was blocked by the crowded crowd. When he got angry and climbed onto the shoulders of the black warriors, he did not dare to let go with all his strength because he was concerned about the endurance of his brothers. Although the momentum of the impact was very fast,...
Obviously half a step behind San Taili!
"Where's the beauty!!" Di Cheng rushed into the ward rudely. The empty bed made his face completely gloomy, and his almost roaring questions were mixed with deep anger.
Qingling Qingyu and others had never seen Di Cheng with such an expression before, their delicate bodies trembled slightly, and they all lowered their heads.
"Where are the people!!" Di Chengmu roared, his expression ferocious, his face almost distorted.
Qing Ling gritted her teeth and replied weakly: "Santai Li took the opportunity to kidnap Miss Beauty."
"I will be responsible for my dereliction of duty!" Long Er returned to calmness, replied coldly, turned over and jumped from the window sill.
He appeared calm, but his eyes were as cold as ever.
Santali??!!
Di Cheng didn't need to think too much to know what happened. With the rising anger, he rushed out like crazy by stepping on the window sill. There was a loud bang, like a streak of thunder falling into the night sky, and a large rotation in mid-air.
Yu Longer's "bang" hit the ground, and there was a difference of seven or eight meters between them.
The difference between emperor level and gold is obvious!
Di Cheng ignored the exclamations and confusion of the people around him, and his slightly curled body rose up again, straddling the messy tent, and jumped up to the wall. In anxiety and anger, he didn't care too much, and just like Yang Jing, he straddled the shoulders of the crowd and walked directly to the wall.
He ran forward, his red eyes locked tightly on the disappearing figure.
Angry! Angry! Angry!!
After all, Di Cheng still underestimated the stealth capabilities of the Ninja Sect and Soul Burial. He underestimated how passive the Eight Tribes would be once chaos and fighting broke out in the special occasion of the emergency center. He also underestimated... the enemies hidden inside the base.
Quantity and strong lineup!
In addition to a large number of buried souls and ninjas, there are also two giants, Koga Kawada and Santari. This not only represents the appearance of a quasi-emperor, but also represents...the union of two forces!!
This was completely beyond Di Cheng's own expectations. The strict confidentiality measures successfully saved the patients in the emergency center, but put his loved ones in desperate situations. No wonder his face was gloomy and scary, and no wonder the outburst at this moment was so restless.
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