Chapter 119, Yellow Wind Miles, Sandstorms in the Sky
The roaring sound became louder and louder. Except for the frantic warring parties on the battlefield and the highly emotional "audience" in the inner circle, most people turned their heads involuntarily. The saints on the walls of Baikun City
The mercenaries also stood up straight and raised their heads. Sou-shu_ba.8.)
A look of panic and sluggishness spread throughout his body and floated on his face.
After a long silence, many people staggered back and turned to the soldiers in front, causing bursts of dissatisfied shouts, and a large number of people who turned around to yell and curse. However, those who turned around never went back again. No one shouted,
No one was confused, but this strange silence quickly spread to the entire place, attracting more people's attention. Until finally, nearly ten thousand enemy and our troops were stunned on the spot, staring into the distance, all their eyes excited in one direction!
Not only them, when the originally hot scene fell into deathly silence, Yuwen Lengnian and others who were fighting fiercely also subconsciously looked around, and involuntarily followed their gazes to the distance.
His mind was shaken, and he immediately forced the enemy back and retreated hastily.
"Stop!! Stop!!"
The golden strongman who was fighting against him thought she was going to give in. He snorted coldly and attacked again. However, he didn't run a few steps. He was also infected by the surrounding atmosphere and turned his head to look into the distance. The next second, a sharp roar followed.
With the change of expression, the whole audience resounded: "Stop!!"
"Palace Master!! Come back! Italian!" After regaining their senses, the temple members gasped and anxiously shouted to Aihovilla in the field. Many people were even ready to rush into the battle circle.
Qiang!! Aihovilla shouted loudly, and the golden scepter danced with a golden storm, knocking Yang Jing and the four men back. They moved their footsteps, flipped in the air, and did not stop after landing. They scraped the ground tightly and shot backwards rapidly.
Escape from the sharp claw attack that Xi Yuhuang is following.
"What's wrong?" Aihovilla shouted angrily, and the strong power made the several Templar warriors who rushed up shrink their necks, but before they could answer, he himself frowned.
Keep your eyes on the distance.
"What is that?" Yang Jing and the others who were about to chase them couldn't help but stop and look into the distance, their wild aura filled with confusion.
"That was... a sandstorm!!" Yuwen Huangxue appeared next to the four of them, with a very solemn expression. However, compared to the seriousness of his face, the trauma on his body was enough to make people grin. His clothes were in tatters, and blood was flowing from the hideous wounds.
, his legs were shaking uncontrollably because of the pain. If it weren't for his amazing perseverance and endurance, others would have been lying on the ground screaming and wailing.
In fact, with his current injury, it is already a miracle that he can stand and speak.
"sandstorm?"
Yang Jing and others looked at the large yellow "tide" rolling in more than ten miles away in amazement! It was their first time in the desert and they had never seen such a scene before, so they were shocked the most!
The roaring wind, thousands of miles of yellow sand, flying sand and rocks, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, are like floods bursting the embankments, and like angry tsunamis, rolling, galloping, roaring, approaching this direction with a shocking momentum! It is like awakening from hell.
The ancient giant beast, struggling and roaring, came to the world. It wants to smash all obstacles and swallow everything in the world!
"No! Go! Go! Go!!" Yuwen Huangxue retreated slowly, shouting the last word "go" almost with all his strength. His calm demeanor was completely shattered by this sudden turn of events.
The look of horror could not be concealed!
Sandstorm!! It's a sandstorm!! He has seen many sandstorms since he came to this desert, but he has never seen such a huge sandstorm that covers the sky and spreads endlessly horizontally! I don't know if it is an illusion, but he seems to be
Among them, we saw traces of whirlpools similar to tornadoes, and the strong wind turned the sand dunes into a sky full of yellow sand in an instant!
It is completely conceivable what a disaster it will be once it is crushed!
Continue the game? Total nonsense! At this time, it’s important to escape! Don’t say you are a human emperor, even if the Supreme Emperor, sandstorm, or tornado comes over, you will still show no mercy! Once you are swept up into the sky, you will be buried in the sky.
Under the sand, life and death are not in your control!!
In an instant, the entire front of Baikun City fell into chaos. Everyone rushed towards the convoy in the distance as fast as possible, hoping to escape from here as soon as possible before the sandstorm came, otherwise they would be enveloped and the consequences would be unimaginable!
The gate of Baikun City opened a gap, and the saint mercenaries rushed out to welcome Yuwen Huangxue and others into the city. However, compared to the chaos in the whole place, Di Cheng and Shen Aoming, who were fighting fiercely, did not stop.
sign!!
Di Cheng rushed forward with twists and turns, his body spinning and running, his hands flying, roaring and roaring violently, like a hurricane, entangled with Shen Aoming, forcing him to retreat continuously! The shadow of his claws, the wind of his fist, the strength of his palms, his whole body
Transformed into a fighting machine, the skills of fighting and killing are perfectly released at this moment, erupting into an unparalleled wild impact.
Although Shen Aoming retreated, he was undefeated. He intercepted accurately and struck hard. His ferocious expression was filled with not only fighting spirit, but also excitement, an excitement that made his soul restless.
This is the feeling!! This is the feeling of fun!! In terms of madness alone, the Dicheng in front of him is exactly the same as Chikas back then, and they are the type that suits him best!!
A roar like a beast exploded in the chaotic battlefield. Shen Aoming's retreating body suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed, and his hands were as fast as lightning! With a bang, he forcibly contained Di Cheng's attack. Then
He exerted all his strength and charged up, his legs tumbling all over the sky to attack, and he rolled down like a whirlwind!
With a thunderous collision, the two of them crashed into the "bunker" behind them at the same time, and were once again buried in bricks and dust. However, all reason was filled with the will to fight. No one felt pain, and no one lost their goal. Hiss
Roaring up and colliding again, the strength of the limbs reaches its peak, and the lifelong skills are completely released.
What I want is madness, what I want is pleasure, what I want is blood, what I want is...pain!!
I have to say that these two people are crazy! Really crazy! I have to admit that if the two of them are really allowed to fight like this, the ending of losing both sides will be destined, and one person will fall forever, either be deposed or destroyed.
A tragic death!
only……
"That's it for today!!" A thick roar exploded in the air, and Tu Qingcang slammed into the shabby bunker like a black bear version. He didn't even look at the two people in the dark, and only felt the violent impact!
Like a powerful storm, it forcibly broke into the two people's solidified auras. The manic aura and tyrannical evil intention also woke up the two people who had fallen into madness! The fists faced off again, and the power swept through again. The two people groaned at the same time,
The body retreated as soon as it was touched and hit the wall behind hard, rolling out in the flying dust.
"Let's go!!" Yang Jing and Xi Yuhuang suddenly appeared behind Di Cheng. Before he could react, they forcibly stood up one on the left and the other on the right and rushed towards the city gate as if they were flying.
"Shen Aoming, it's time for us to leave!"
"The sandstorm is coming, let's fight another day!"
Three figures appeared behind Shen Aoming, forcing him to control his madness. It was the three Skynet monsters assigned to him by the organization. They had been hiding around him before, and they could no longer remain silent at this moment.
Shen Aoming violently broke free from the restraints of the three men, staring at Di Cheng in the distance with his beastly eyes, pointing his clenched iron fist fiercely at him, and roared loudly: "Dicheng, you are the Thirteenth Emperor of the People's Ranking"
, my god Aoming is the first to approve. But the head on your neck, my god Aoming has reserved it!!”
"Let's go!!" The three of them shouted again, beckoning him to leave quickly.
Waiting until Shen Aoming disappeared from sight, Tu Qingcang and Meiyan, who were on full alert, relaxed a little and turned around and rushed towards Baikun City. Just before the heavy iron gate was about to close, they ducked in and met several long-awaited people.
Under the leadership of the tribesmen, they rushed to the underground air-raid shelter.
The chaos in the scene quickly subsided. Every one of the three coalition forces got into the troop transport vehicle and raced towards their wish with full power. The months-long encirclement of Baikun City was dispersed in such an unexpected way. Is it God's will?
Or fate?!
But at this moment, no one has time to think about anything else. The three parties in the temple are busy running away, and the saint clan is busy avoiding!
When the entire Baikun City returned to peace, a huge tsunami-like storm swept through with earthquake-like rumblings, submerging the entire oasis area in an instant!
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