"No one can kill me!! No one can! You... can't do it either!" Di Cheng screamed, put his arms on the ground, and stood up suddenly. Bu-Book_Bar.8.)
"Struggle to the death." The Ghost King suddenly exerted force on his right foot.
Bang!! Di Cheng's limbs trembled and he threw himself heavily on the ground, splattering with a large amount of blood and sweat. His body was in full contact with the ground, as if what was on his back was not a foot, but a mountain. The tyrannical force almost destroyed him.
He was crushed into crumbs.
"Ah!!" Di Cheng's face twisted crazily and he roared fiercely. He put his hands on the ground and tried his best to hold himself up, trying to stand up.
The Ghost King's expression was slightly cold, and his right foot pressed firmly on Di Cheng's back like a magnet, and his strength continued to increase.
One side resists, the other oppresses. The two forces form a broad battlefield on the back, impacting each other and entangled with each other.
Di Cheng's eyes widened, his front teeth gritted, and he fell into madness. The breath he forcibly lifted was stuck in his chest, and his arms and legs exerted all their strength to lift his body up little by little. But the Ghost King was also very powerful, so that the soles of his feet slowly
"Buried" into the flesh, the bones in that area actually... made a clicking sound, and cracks spread to the entire back.
The unspeakable pain was like thousands of ants gnawing through the heart, swallowing up Di Cheng's nerves and perseverance, making his ferocious red face even more terrifying.
Don’t give up!! Never give up!! Even if it means death!! I, Di Cheng, will die standing!!
"Ah!!" A wild beast-like roar rolled in his throat. Di Cheng's already trembling arms and legs forced his strength, and his body finally withstood the pressure of the Ghost King, and his back became a big arch.
The Ghost King's expression was slightly solemn. This guy was already half-disabled and seriously injured. How could he have the strength to resist himself? If he was in his prime state, wouldn't it be possible... that he could still hurt himself?
Can't stay!!!
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the Ghost King suddenly raised his pressing right leg.
The pressure came into contact without any warning, and Di Cheng, who was still exerting all his strength, was caught off guard and suddenly jumped up. However, because the momentum was too strong, the blood supply to the brain was insufficient, he became dizzy, and his heart also paused for a moment.
"Fifth move, you are defeated!" The Ghost King suddenly appeared in front of Di Cheng, with his fingers spread wide, and pressed on Di Cheng's heart with all his strength. The power of "Yin Jin" was poured into the heart that had just stopped, and the energy and blood in the whole body suddenly became chaotic.
Bang!! Di Cheng was struck by lightning, and was thrown out like a kite with its string cut off, hitting the ancient tree in front of him. Then he was bounced back by the force of the shock, and lay helpless on the ground.
Only this time, there was no miracle, no movement, Di Cheng was silent again, only the seven orifices on his face and the wounds on his body were slowly flowing with blood.
"I personally take action out of respect for you Di Cheng. If there is an afterlife, let's be enemies again." The coldness in the Ghost King's eyes slowly subsided and he stood with his hands behind his back.
The lonely soul and others in the distance looked slightly dazed. He was dead... The man who the organization had tried so hard to love and hate... finally lay on the ground. However, he was able to get the organization to send out two special operations forces to kill him.
, this life is not in vain, this is an honor that can only be possessed by emperor-level experts.
But it's over, everything is over.
Guhun and others jumped down from the tree and gathered towards the top of the mountain, preparing to carry out the most critical step of this plan.
But at this moment, heavy footsteps suddenly came from down the mountain, which was especially harsh in the lonely mountain forest.
Everyone looked up and raised their eyebrows. How did they escape??!!
"Stop him and kill the Snow Lion!" Sadre waved to everyone, and the Divine Guards and Divine Sons all set off, shooting like sharp arrows from their bows, to stop the Snow Lion and Yang Jing in front!
Roar!! The snow lion roared like a tiger roaring in the forest. Its wild impact was unabated and it charged hard. But it was not stupid either. It knew that these people with golden masks were dangerous people. At the moment of the impact, the huge
His body swung violently and nimbly passed through the interception.
"Beast, stay!!" Mo Ruyu, the Son of God, swung his arms and wrists, and the coiled leather whip was ejected like a snake, snapping around the snow lion's waist. With a scream, his arms exerted force, and his delicate body exploded.
Showing terrifying strength, it actually managed to hold back the snow lion's crazy impact.
Zoro, the three-pronged knife, roared loudly and jumped up violently. The huge three-pronged knife slashed in the air and hit the snow lion's waist.
Roar!! The snow lion suddenly roared, exerting force on all four limbs, and suddenly moved forward. The wild force immediately pulled Mo Ruyu behind him and made his body unbalanced.
Bang!! The three-pronged knife slashed hard, but it didn't split the snow lion in half, but cut Mo Ruyu's leather whip open.
The restraints were opened, and the snow lion became even crazier. He continued to rush forward regardless, his big copper bell-like eyes staring at the top of the mountain, where his familiar smell existed!
"Next time, I'll kill you if you take aim." Mo Ruyu scolded and quickly chased after the snow lion.
That beast was so powerful that Zoro was secretly surprised. He swung his three-pronged knife and chased after it, his manic aura surging out.
A gold junior and a gold mid-level, the two of them joining forces are enough to kill the snow lion!
On the other side, Sadre and others fought fiercely with Yang Jing.
Yang Jing roared repeatedly, his scarlet eyes shot out with a terrifying blood light, and his wild fists struck like a rainstorm, like a hurricane raging with abandon. The ferocity of the momentum and the madness of the attack made people feel frightened.
However... his opponents are no longer pure silver level, but powerful gold level experts, and all of them are fighting madmen, each with their own special skills. If the five gold experts want to stop this
Yang Jing, who was scarred and bare-handed, had no doubts.
The battle fell into a stalemate in an instant, and under Sadre's control and guidance, the initiative was quickly taken into his hands. The sharp sword rolled fiercely on Yang Jing's body, and the momentum seemed to kill him alive.
Yang Jing quickly fell into danger. His body, which was already covered with scars, was now a mess of blood and flesh, with white bones exposed in most places, and it was not human-like at all. But the belief in his consciousness was like a pillar of strength, refusing to fall, and
Constantly instilling strength into him, or... squeezing and overdrafting his physical energy.
"Brother Cheng!! Wait for me!! I'm here! Wait for me!!" Yang Jing's red eyes were full of evil intent, and he kept roaring in his heart. His pair of fists were like crazy, fighting against the steel knives and iron rods around him.
Even though it was dilapidated, it still didn't feel like anything.
This guy...sleepwalking??!! Sadre and others became more and more frightened as they fought, and without exception, they had this weird idea! Because...because they didn't see any expression on Yang Jing's face at all, only that
His eyes were staring straight at the top of the mountain, and his body's attack was more like a mechanical behavior.
"To kill or not to kill??" Wu Nonggu asked urgently, and the golden claws swept across Yang Jing's back, bringing out four ferocious blood grooves and red and white minced meat.
"He has been crippled and is useless. Kill him!" Sadler looked fierce and immediately issued a beheading order.
"Kill!!" Shenwei Shenzi shouted loudly, and the attack was fierce again.
"Who dares!!" The manic roar suddenly exploded. Tu Qingcang, who used his fast movement skills, endured the weakness of his body and consciousness and slammed into the crowd. Because his left arm was crippled, his right hand held the fainted Yaya,
Unable to fight with both hands, he could only rely on the strength of his body to rush through.
But when faced with the swords and spears of the five golden warriors, no matter how strong your muscles are, you cannot escape unscathed.
The sword light was raging, skin and flesh were torn open, and painful moans rolled in his throat, but Tu Qingcang gritted his front teeth, glared angrily, and forced the encirclement away.
The tragic way and the tragic impact have a strong impact on the hearts of outsiders. He is exchanging his life for his life!!
"Let's go!!" Tu Qingcang angrily kicked Sadre back, and at the same time knocked out Yang Jing, who was no longer human.
The barrier disappeared, Yang Jing's pressure was greatly reduced, and he ran towards the top of the mountain like a madman.
"You stay!!" Wunonggu's sharp golden claws clasped hard on the back of Tu Qingcang's neck, and the sharp edge immediately penetrated it. At the same time, Sadre's steel knife slashed through the air and took out his head.
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Ah!! Tu Qingcang clenched his teeth tightly, used his last strength to use his fast body skills, broke away from the entanglement of Wu Nong Valley, escaped from Sadre's life-threatening attack, and endured the increasingly strong feeling of dizziness.
Escape for life.
He didn’t know why he was so crazy today and why he wanted to save these unrelated people, but he really did it!! And he was exchanging his life for the lives of these people!!
Tu Qingcang didn't want to think about it, and he didn't have time to think about it. Now that he has taken this step, he has never regretted it!!
"Chasing!!" Sadre and others roared, looking a little angry and blushing. The five golden masters joined forces, but they didn't even stop the two "wastes"!! If the left hand of the god of death knew about it, another formation would inevitably happen.
ridicule.
On the top of the mountain, the Ghost King's expression gradually became serious, his eyes were no longer decadent, they were sharp and terrifying, and the aura of terror was stirring. It was not because of the tragic battle at the bottom of the mountain, but...
At the foot of the mountain on the other side, there are a large number of figures swaying at the moment, and the nine white beasts in the front are so dazzling in the sight!
Buddhism? Tantric Buddhism? Why are these guys here!!
PS: Sorry, the update is a little late. Yesterday was so crazy that I was dazzled when I saw the computer today.
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