Yang Jing and the others tried their best to control their bodies. After landing, they still staggered back four or five steps. Yang Jing bumped into a big tree and was not so embarrassed. Tu Qingcang unfortunately stepped on a broken wood and fell on the spot. Only
Meiyan was better and fell on a tree trunk not far away, but the puppet's right arm had serious cracks and was almost broken. Pao-shu_ba.8.)
Hiss!! The Heiwu team members who were full of hope just now took a breath, and expressions of ecstasy just appeared on their faces. The defeat came so quickly and so simply!
Before you blink, you are full of expectations, but after you blink, the situation changes instantly!
With a long roar, venting the rage in his chest, the man in black robe slowly lowered his head, and his true identity was revealed in the firelight!
The black robe is in tatters, the mask is weird and ugly, and the stench is like a dead corpse. The body is thin and short, and the body is stooped. It seems very uncoordinated, like a deformed beast! But the violent and evil intention that seems to be real makes people feel uncomfortable.
Everyone present was trembling, especially after witnessing a series of killings by the opponent, the feeling of trembling was particularly strong!
Chikas!
Real Chikas!
African Immortal Fighting Spirit, Mummy, Qikas!
One of the thirteen great human emperors on the current black list!
Yang Jing's left hand slowly and forcefully rubbed his abdomen that was in unbearable pain. His scarlet eyes were fixed on Qikas. His right hand that gripped the tungsten stick was so strong that veins appeared. Likewise, the war inside his body
The meaning bursts out like a volcano erupting.
Tu Qingcang got up from the ground, his movement was very slow, but it was unprecedentedly manic and dangerous for the human race. His dark and strong body like an iron tower was trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing the restless fighting spirit in his body!
Pain and defeat are the triggers that trigger their outbursts.
"Qikas!" Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang said at the same time, their eyes and expressions were like wild beasts that choose people to eat, ferocious and terrifying! After waiting for a long time, they were greeted by this monster! It completely met their inner requirements.
, it was not in vain for them to wait so long, but after the fight just now... Amethyst's strength seemed to be many times stronger than expected! Can the four of them work together to trap him?
"Where is Di...cheng...?" Dry and awkward Chinese words floated out from behind the mask, Qikas's fighting spirit was overwhelming, his ruthless eyes swept over Yang Jing, Tu Qingcang and Meiyan in turn, returning the favor intentionally or unintentionally.
I glanced at the dark area not far away, and it seemed that... there were enemies there, but I was a little unsure!
"Want to meet Brother Cheng? You are not qualified!" Yang Jing snorted coldly.
"Where...?" Qikas spoke again, his voice obviously louder and his aura agitated.
"A big fish has arrived! Old Yang, do you like it?" Tu Qingcang shrugged his shoulders and his muscles squirmed like rocks, which was very visual impact.
"You have to ask if you can swallow it!" Yang Jing's toes unconsciously touched the ground, and power surged in his legs.
"It's too early to tell if you can swallow it. How about it? Are you interested in trying the taste of the Human Emperor? Qikas has a great reputation among the Thirteen Human Emperors. If we can kill him, it will open up the world for us.
Show your face."
"Hehe, just with your last words, tonight's battle...do it!" The voice burst out, the expression suddenly fierce, the power surging in both knees suddenly impacted, and the whole figure was like a fired cannonball, spinning rapidly.
Shoot, the iron rod spins, dancing with terrifying momentum and storm!
"Count me in as Tu Qingcang!" Tu Qingcang roared violently, and the strength of his knees surged, hard and short, creating a horrifying teleportation afterimage. He actually rushed in front of Yang Jing and appeared in Qikas
Beside him, iron fists poured down like raindrops.
Exploding with all his strength, his momentum, offensive and other aspects were far better than before! And he was not at all timid due to the opponent's illustrious reputation.
"Dicheng, show up in five minutes, or else... I'll kill all three of your gate gods!" Qikas roared fiercely, his manic and malicious intent surged, his body rose up, his black robes fluttered, and he appeared beside Tu Qingcang in an instant.
, a wild bombardment with a leg sweep! The speed and the force of the attack are frightening! Although his speed is not as scary as the "teleportation technique", the weird and irregular zombie pace is enough to make the most critical move.
Unimaginable fighting power breaks out at all times.
Bang!! Sweeping legs and roaring, thunderous bombardment! Qikas avoided Tu Qingcang's attack and blasted him away without any suspense!
At the same time, with the help of the force of the anti-shock, he quickly rotated and retreated! After landing, he pressed his knees down and gathered strength. The next second, he suddenly rose again, soaring into the sky, and appeared powerfully above Yang Jing's head. Somersaulting in the air, spinning.
The sweeping leg whipped him on the back like an iron whip!
From violent to attacking, from retreating to flipping, from re-attacking to thrashing, under the "carrying" of the zombie pace, Qikas burst out with unparalleled combat power, and his shocking manic impact can almost be described as devastating.
"Qikas! Intervening in the Japanese uprising is the biggest mistake of your life. Today and now... I, the Tianmen Gate God, will definitely work together to take your life!" Tu Qingcang was like a mad beast, glaring with scarlet eyes and roaring.
During the wild impact, teeth clenched, power rioted, regardless of fatigue, regardless of consumption, rapid movement techniques were frequently used, appearing next to Kas from all incredible angles, shrouding him with a tsunami-like attack, launching a crazy
impact.
"Black Armed Forces, open your eyes wide and see what...fighting is!" Yang Jing's fighting spirit was overwhelming, blood was surging, roaring, rolling, tumbling, his whole body turned into a metal storm, and he used all his strength in his life
.
The muscles are tense, force is swayed, the blood is boiling in the roar, and the evil spirit is rolling in the impact!
Since entering the quasi-level Human Emperor, this is the first time that Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang have exploded with all their strength, ignoring the pain, without reservation, and using their full strength!
The black troops took a breath of cold air and involuntarily widened their eyes, watching the battle in front of them...Dust was flying, figures were flying, metals were clanging, branches and leaves were fluttering, and the three peak experts were blasting wildly in the chaos, with dull collisions,
Detonate visual impact again and again.
Not only were they deeply shocked, even Yakuza and the Soul Burying Troops were attracted by the battle in front of them. They even forgot their own identity, their mission tonight, and even their surrounding environment. They were stunned.
Calmly, he looked at the three tumbling figures.
Is this the Gate God of Tianmen? Is this the Human Emperor of Heibang? Is this the pinnacle strength of world martial arts?
Only through close observation can we truly feel its visual impact! Only then can we understand what...the throbbing of the soul is!
Meiyan was not in a hurry to take action, and was willing to play a supporting role. She squatted and swayed gently among the branches, waiting, like a curled up poisonous snake, looking for a suitable opportunity to take action. The battle scene below was too manic. If she rushed in rashly,
If you go in, not only will it be difficult to help, but it will break the stalemate and bring disaster to Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang.
However, as "beast-level" fighting maniacs, their offensive methods are wild and shocking, and it is impossible to move peacefully in a small circle. As time goes by, the fierce battles become more and more brutal and crazy.
Being blasted more than ten meters away in a collision is normal.
so……
Unknowingly, the battle between the three people extended to the inside of the battlefield, and finally approached another key battlefield.
The brutal fighting style of the bloody demon also shattered the solidified aura in an instant, and the half-hour battle...
Detonate!
Di Cheng's eyes suddenly condensed, and his sharp momentum suddenly surged, like a sharp sword being drawn out of its scabbard and shooting in an instant. The target was pointed directly at the dim tree shadow area on the left and rear, which was the area that attracted the most attention and the most suspicion.
Three meters away in the blink of an eye, he reached out with his right hand and struck with a stiff buckle. The fierce murderous intent circulated around his body, as if there were thousands of steel needles following him closely, trying to completely "shred" the darkness in front of him.
Just when Di Cheng was about to rush into the dark area, a white shadow suddenly appeared, as if in front of him or beside him, hazy and erratic, it was none other than Nakamura Yuzawa, the Wind Shadow!
After half an hour of confrontation and lurking, the two men attacked at the same time, and their long-prepared strength reached its peak in an instant.
The fight happened at the moment when the two of them passed by each other!
……call……
Di Cheng and Nakamura Yuze passed by each other, standing still, back to back, and there was no movement. From the outside, there was no pause at all, no confrontation, no so-called shock, and no imaginary surprise, except for the speed.
Other than that, there is nothing surprising at all.
If this were an arena, the audience would definitely be irritated by this "boring" performance. After waiting for half an hour, they only got a meeting between the two of them?
However……
If you are willing to keep waiting...
Half a minute later, Di Cheng let out a slight groan, and a stream of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, the color of his face faded, and a large amount of sweat appeared on his forehead. The dilated pupils swayed slightly, and Di Cheng slowly lowered his head and calmed down.
He looked steadily at his abdomen.
There, a branch completely penetrated his body, entering from the front, foaming out from his back, and sticky blood slowly dripping down the end of the branch.
Severe pain swept through the whole body! His breath was slightly stagnant, and the blood on his face faded a little more!
Di Cheng's eyes flashed with deep shock and disbelief. The moment he passed by Nakamura Yuze, the two of them fought no less than five times, but they clearly blocked all attacks. How... when did he cross
Penetrate your own muscles, penetrate your own body?
So fast!! Wind shadower? Controller of the wind!
...good...quickly...
Di Cheng sighed in his heart, his breathing gradually became heavier, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he staggered a few times and almost fell from the tree.
Nakamura Yuze spoke slowly: "There should only be twelve emperors on the black list. If there is one more, one should be removed. Di Cheng, you have failed."
Di Cheng smiled weakly and miserably: "Failed? Not necessarily!"
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