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Chapter 162, a full-scale outbreak (4)

Outbreak 4

"Get out of my way!!!" In excitement, Yang Jing's offensive became more fierce. He no longer struggled with these minions, and rushed left and right to break through the encirclement and burst out.

-Book_Ba.8.) This group of people were angry and hateful, so how could they let him go at will? However, they wanted to continue the siege, but were desperately blocked by other Yingmen tribe members around him, making the scene even more chaotic.

Yang Jing was like a mad rhinoceros, breaking through all obstacles, leaving a large area of ​​chaos and roaring along the way, rushing towards the right front, and quickly approached the area, and stopped in front of a few scattered people.

The sky and the earth were dark and dark, the wind and rain were still howling, but the lights of the convoys surrounding the battlefield made it as bright as day, and the figure locked by Yang Jing also clearly appeared in his sight.

The rain wet his whole body, his hair clung to his face, and scarlet blood spread all over his body. However, all the bad objective conditions were superimposed on his body, but he didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed. On the contrary, it added a sense of decadence.

Masculine charm.

I can't say that she is handsome, I can only say that she is beautiful. Whether it is her lines or appearance, she is more like a cold and charming woman. If this is a bit too much, then you can put it euphemistically...bookish!!

But it happened that such a charming-looking gentleman was in a bloody and chaotic battlefield. The blue broadsword in his hand, which resembled a crescent moon sword and a slaying sword, slashed through layers of death blades in his delicate arms without any mercy.

He was harvesting the lives of the Yingmen brothers around him, but outsiders couldn't even remove his clothes.

It's just that unlike Yang Jing's savagery and mania, the fierceness of the blue sword always contains a bit of "softness" that is very contradictory to the scene environment, giving people an evil intention that makes people's hearts ache.

Danger!!

Different from the fear that Yang Jing gave people, he had a dangerous aura that made people feel trembling from the depths of their souls!

Young Master Xue, Yi Tingxuan! The strongest king of the Black Dragon, the strongest under Chen Zun, and the most intimidating King of Hundred Battles in the Chinese underworld!! His name is powerful enough to compete with Weng Yun and others!

"That's him!!" Yang Jing's ferocious smile kept widening. Although the man in front of him was very different from the one in the photo due to the rain, he still had that unique temperament, that weird sword, and his tyrannical strength.

, it should be the most powerful Black Dragon King, Yi Tingxuan!

At this time, a member of the Red-Blooded Iron Banner happened to be stamped to the ground. With an angry face, he stood up like a carp and jumped up again, ready to avenge the guy who attacked him, but he accidentally glanced at the person next to him and "frozen."

Yang Jing was "scared".

I couldn't help but feel a wave of enthusiasm in my heart. Without hesitation, I stabbed Yang Jing in the head, intending to use this guy to vent his anger and experience pleasure.

But just as he was howling and chopping, Yang Jing suddenly turned around, staring straight at him with beast-like eyes. Although he didn't make a move or threaten him, just that look made him frightened.

The attack involuntarily slowed down.

Bang!! Yang Jing's hand was like lightning, and he grabbed his throat. With a click, the huge force crushed his bones on the spot. His blood vessels were blocked, and his face quickly turned red and turned purple.

"Take it!!" Yang Jing yelled loudly, threw the 80-kilogram man up with one hand, and hit Yi Tingxuan in front of him like a stone.

He frowned slightly, moved his steps, and instantly slid back more than three steps as if oiling the soles of his feet. He escaped from the entanglement of several Yingmen gang members around him, and with a flick of his left hand, he easily blocked the big man who was thrown towards him.

He went out and looked at Yang Jing who was approaching slowly.

Just his fanatical eyes and animal-like aura were enough to arouse his loyalty. His deep and cold eyes also flashed with brilliance, and his right hand holding the blue sword couldn't help but tighten a little.

"Get out of here, leave him to me." Yang Jing twisted his neck and shook his arms, making a crunching sound.

"Yes!!" The two Eagle Gate Centurion Captains looked quite excited and quickly responded with a respectful response. They moved back with the people around them, but they did not leave completely. Instead, they started fighting with the Black Dragon Gang on the edge of this small battle circle.

Fight to prevent the other party from playing tricks to harm Yang Jing.

"Come from Tianmen?" Yi Tingxuan's momentum secretly increased, and the arm holding the sword gradually tightened. The not-so-thick arms were covered with steel-like muscles, leaving no doubt about the explosive power it might bring.

"Bullshit!!" Yang Jing's condensed momentum spread violently, and he was so impatient that he didn't even want to wait for the "communication and familiarity" time.

It moves like a rabbit, fast and fierce; it fires like thunder, fierce and manic! The tungsten metal stick sweeps out, no skills or fancy, the stick comes from the heart, move at will, the seemingly simple bombardment contains endless possibilities

A fatal move.

Yi Tingxuan had never seen Yang Jing, nor had he heard of this person. Although he felt that he was quite imposing and powerful, he did not really use his intentions. He raised his green sword fiercely, took a step forward, and slashed with the broadsword.

Returning to his original nature and simplifying the complex, it was also an attack that seemed ordinary but contained multiple killing moves. He intended to use 60% to 70% of his strength in one move.

However……

Clang!!

The sword and stick attacked fiercely, and the deafening sound waves spread loudly. One exploded at 100%, and the other at 60% or 70%. The impact of power was divided into depths at the moment of contact.

However, they are both top 100 monsters in the rankings. They are very powerful and their reaction speed is also "fast". What's more, there are other hidden tricks in each other's moves.

"Behind!!" Yang Jing took advantage of the situation to counterattack and suddenly appeared behind Yi Tingxuan. With the roaring wind in his hand, the big stick in his hand hit the back of his neck fiercely, making his move even more manic.

The expression on his face changed. Yi Tingxuan, who had almost lost his balance just now, immediately spun around. The green sword spun up and suddenly appeared behind him like acrobatics. At the same time, his body jumped with all his strength.

Qiang!! The swords and sticks clashed again, but Yi Tingxuan was not injured at all. He was already in mid-air and spun around with all his strength, slashing with his broadsword and directly taking Yang Jing's head.

The speed and angle of the move are extremely tricky! After a moment of haste, he quickly takes control of the initiative. This is the strongest king of the black dragon. This is the high-level gold level. This is the refinement and sublimation of life and death experience.

"Okay!!" The fierce killing intent made Yang Jing's eyes shine, and the blood in his body boiled. He leaned back, nearly ninety degrees, and the tungsten stick struck horizontally. The impact was sonorous, and he was not immune to the impact of the force.

He hit the ground in a controlled manner, but his legs that had already been thrown up were aimed at Yi Tingxuan's chest and abdomen like bullets. The moves he performed based on his feelings and experience exploded with tyrannical impact in just a few seconds.

Bang!! Yang Jing hit the ground full of mud, water and blood, and Yi Tingxuan was forced away by his kick.

As soon as they touched the ground, the two people immediately jumped up at the fastest speed, like fierce tigers fighting for territory, facing each other tightly, with the burning fighting spirit in their eyes rising as they stared at each other.

No words are needed, no embellishment is needed, just the silent confrontation between the eyes has already expressed the truest meaning of the two people.

Approval!! Fighting spirit!!

One is as manic as a beast, the other is as cold as a knife; one is savage and crazy, and the other is evil and dangerous.

Since they have opposite temperaments, they have exactly the same fiery fighting spirit.

Ah!!!! His throat rolled, and a roar filled with fighting spirit exploded on the tip of his tongue. His slightly curled knees suddenly released, and the two of them collided fiercely like tigers pouncing on prey.

Yang Jing was ferocious and manic, bombarding savagely, and the tungsten metal stick opened and closed with a storm-like force. In the eyes of everyone around him, his momentum was no less than a mountain collapsing and the ground cracking.

Although Yi Tingxuan looks "cold and beautiful", the green sword is full of evil intent. His moves are fierce and fierce, and he becomes more brave as he fights. In the brutal confrontation face to face, he blocked Yang Jing's crazy attack.

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A tungsten stick and a cyan sword!!

The two heavy weapons exploded with unparalleled impact under the two terrifying forces. Under the wind and rain, in the center of the crowd, it was like a raging death storm, violently stirring up the surrounding troops who were originally planning to assist in the sneak attack.

Everyone retreated in shock, their eyes looking towards this place unable to conceal their horror.

Yingmen did not expect that the opposing general could compete with Yang Jing, and Scarlet Blood Iron Banner did not expect that the enemy leader could fight Yi Tingxuan.

But after witnessing such a shocking and fierce confrontation, the bloody energy in his body was also channeled out, and he completely exploded, accompanied by a ferocious roar like a drum, and bravely charged into the cold and biting wind and rain.

The blood was aroused, and the brutal battle became more and more intense. More than a thousand desperadoes turned into bloodthirsty beasts, savagely killing and "biting" crazily.

The Eagle Gate of the Sky, the Black Dragon's Red Blood, the roaring sound shook the sky!!!

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