Looking at the Thirteen Emperors on the Black List, he, Yin Yang Cao, considers himself to be among the top five, and the existence of the head-lowering technique gives him the ability to threaten anyone.
Who dares to provoke me? Who dares to reveal murderous intention towards me?
Are there other "Human Emperors" around here?
Yin Yangcao's eyes were condensed, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he slowly turned his head and looked to the left and rear.
The trees there are dense and messy, with tall roots and trunks entangled, and lush weeds all over them, making the area look particularly dim. Under the occasional flash of firelight, it looks like a huge beast lying in the darkness.
Silent and dangerous.
Yin Yang Cao breathed softly, closed her eyes and felt quietly: "This smell... is very strange, it shouldn't be an old friend. There is no blood, only silence, it shouldn't be those crazy people. Let me guess, Aiho Villa
?”
There was no movement in the darkness, as if it were mocking his ignorance with silence.
"Hua Nongying? No, no, no, he won't leave Heizhugou." Yin Yangcao shook his head slowly, denying his guess. After calming down slightly, the curvature of the corners of his mouth widened, and he opened his eyes.
He chuckled softly and said: "Clan Chief Yuwen, I have admired you for a long time."
There was still no movement in the darkness, just silence, as if no one existed there at all.
Yin Yangcao continued to think about himself: "It seems that I came well. With you by my side, this game will definitely be more exciting. It's just... you have traveled across half of the world to come here, and you don't care about yourself in your heart."
Hometown? The people of Deka are old-hearted. If I accidentally knew that you were traveling, wouldn’t you be able to contain your excitement and run to your Pakkun city to have a happy time?"
After waiting quietly for a moment, there was still no reply. Yin Yang Cao pointed to the battlefield behind and said with a smile: "I heard that the Saints and Tianmen are allies. You should come here today to help Di Cheng. Tsk, tsk, this ally of yours
He was really ruthless. He was ruthless to his enemies and even more ruthless to himself. He even traded his life for his life and destroyed Nakamura Yuzawa. The four goalkeepers under him were also very strong. They even pushed Qikas to a desperate situation. It seems that tonight
If the winner of this game belongs to Tianmen, I would like to say congratulations to you first. Tonight's battle will definitely cause a sensation on the blacklist, and Di Cheng's name will also attract new attention.
But... Qikas and I have a good relationship. We can't just watch him die. So... what's your attitude? Do you want to learn from each other and communicate with each other? Or are you just a spectator? If you don't say,
If I don’t tell, no one will know, after all...hehe...this ally of yours is too dangerous."
……quiet……
It was still quiet.
"Don't speak?" Surprise flashed through Yin Yang Cao's heart, but soon, the smile on the corner of his mouth turned weird. He smiled silently and then slowly retreated: "Thank you, Patriarch Yuwen, for your kindness. I, Yin Yang Cao, are not welcome."
The situation on the battlefield fell into the most critical moment. The soul-burial troops made a desperate attack in an attempt to rescue the emperor's father. The black-armed troops fought back brazenly and resisted tenaciously. In order to break through the line of sight as quickly as possible, both sides also wanted to send a rescue signal to their respective troops and summon nearby troops.
The troops quickly moved closer here.
Nakamura Yuze stood up, adjusted his breath, and prepared to escape. Yaya's body was arched, like a lying cheetah, waiting for the moment of attack!
As for Qikas…
It can be regarded as the most miserable scene in the whole game. All the opportunities created by Yang Jing and the others were tightly seized by Fang Zhongshou, and all the acupoint attacks hit Qikas.
Qi stagnation and blood stasis, unconsciousness, and the heavy pain inside the body seriously restricted Qikas's performance, as if he was carrying a stone of more than 100 kilograms, and like his body was covered with chains. His moves were awkward and chaotic, and then
It's no longer as smooth as before.
He is still resisting tenaciously, but the heavy pressure from Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang has gradually emerged. The successive impacts have brought painful wounds to him. The tattered black robe is stained with blood, and the strange area is dripping with blood.
, the right arm was bloody and almost useless.
This was the most frustrating and brutal fight that Qikas had ever fought since his debut. To some extent, it even surpassed the life-and-death showdown with Shen Aoming that day.
Bang!!
With the help of the puppet's cover, Meiyan appeared next to Qikas like a ghost. Her petite body spun rapidly, and her sharp toes hit his lower abdomen. The force that seemed soft but was actually wild suddenly surged. It not only contained
He resisted Qikas's attack and also threw him away violently.
"Try this!" Tu Qingcang suddenly appeared in mid-air, his majestic body flipped in the air, and he swept his legs and made an empty wheel chop. It was gorgeous and shocking, fast and crazy.
Qikas was still in the "thrown away" state, and he had the intention to dodge, but his limbs did not listen to the call of his consciousness at all. Bang! Qikas was struck by lightning and crashed to the ground like a cannonball.
"Qikas, the one who kills you is my Tianmen Yang Jing!" Yang Jing roared and killed suddenly, tearing out the tungsten gold stick with roaring force and taking it straight to Qikas's head. At this moment, he was covered in blood.
His face and body were covered with ferocious wounds, and some places looked as if they had been bitten by wild beasts. It was too horrible to look at, but against that ferocious face, he exuded the domineering and arrogance of a god of war.
Meiyan, Tu Qingcang, and Fang Zhongshou raised their spirits at the same time and charged with all their strength, preparing to launch the final blow. In order to achieve the best effect and avoid any accidents, the three of them were tense to the extreme and no longer paid attention to anything.
interference.
Qikas had a premonition of the breath of death and tried his best to avoid it, but his body's flexibility was greatly reduced and he was helpless, so he could only wait for death to approach.
However……
Just when the tungsten metal stick locked onto Kas's head and smashed it down, the snow lion guarding Di Cheng next to him let out a vigilant roar. Before anyone could react, a figure rushed into the battlefield like a cheetah at a very fast speed.
, even chasing Nakamura Yuzawa.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Yang Jing, paused slightly, then suddenly surged in speed, clasping Qikas's sleeves and tearing him out.
Boom! The tungsten metal stick passed by the black shadow and crashed to the ground. Broken wood and clods of soil flew out, and the entire ground seemed to tremble violently.
Meiyan, Tu Qingcang, and Fang Zhongshou's expressions changed slightly, but their momentum remained unchanged. They turned around and intercepted with all their strength. However, the enemy was too fast, swaying from side to side like a snake, and dexterously broke out of the encirclement that had not yet been formed. Not only that.
In this way, the man turned Qikas's body while running, hitting Yaya like a weapon, disturbing his aura.
Nakamura Yuze's eyes flashed brightly, and without hesitation, he took advantage of Yaya's distraction to use his skills with all his strength. After a few flashes, he disappeared from the area. Only a weak voice came from the darkness: "
Yin Yang Grass, whether you mean it or not, I, Nakamura Yuzawa, owe you a favor tonight!"
"Yin Yang Grass? It's finally here." Di Cheng, who was in a daze, raised his head with difficulty. In his blurry eyes, he could vaguely see the tumbling figure, the weird and gorgeous clothes, the face as delicate as a boy, and
With those weird movements and tyrannical strength, who is it if it’s not Yin Yang Grass?
"Yin Yang Grass?!" Yang Jing and others roared, seeing the cooked duck flying away like this. How could they be willing to die, no matter who the enemy was or what their terrifying identity was, if they dared to sabotage their plan, they would die.
Give it a try!
"Haha, Di Cheng, Di Cheng, that's it for tonight, let's continue another day!" Yin Yang Cao chuckled softly, swayed a few times, and quickly dodged towards the dense forest.
Everything seems to be coming to an end. No matter how angry Yang Jing and others are, the battle circle that they have worked so hard to manage is about to be destroyed!
But plans are often not as fast as changes.
Just when the Yin Yang Grass was about to disappear into the darkness, Qikas, who was being torn apart by him, seemed to come to his senses and suddenly struggled like crazy: "Let go, let me go! I, Qikas, am not cowardly enough to run away, Yin Yang
Damn it, get out of here!"
Yin Yangcao was defenseless and was forced to break free by Qikas. Before his smile completely dissipated, all that was left of the "person" in his hand was "a piece of black cloth."
Chikas stared angrily and killed him like crazy. His arrogance did not allow him to escape, and his soul did not allow any setback. Even if he died, he would die on the battlefield. This was his self-definition.
"Warrior", "war spirit", this is the real "brave"!
Qikas's idea may seem absurd and ridiculous to outsiders, but at this moment, with emotions and anger surging, he really did it!
"Come back!" Yin Yang Cao's face changed slightly, and he shouted urgently, and at the same time he turned back to rescue him with all his strength.
But... it's too late. Every time I go back, the opportunity has been lost.
Meiyan and Fang Zhongshou were the first to come up to him. They were like ghosts floating around, like the gods of death whirling around, and they passed by Cass. Meiyan swept his leg and accurately hit Cass in the lower abdomen, knocking him out with a wild attack.
Fang Zhongshou resisted for a long time, and Fang Zhongshou clasped his hands stiffly, and struck quickly. His chest and abdomen moved for a while, hitting the seven fatal points including Dovetail and Juque respectively.
Qikas was at the end of his strength, and his broken body could no longer intercept him. Accompanied by a rapid and dull clicking sound, the energy and blood in his body solidified. His pupils dilated at this moment, blood rushed to his eyes, and the feeling of drowsiness became stronger again.
The roar was shocking, and the evil intent swept across. Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang attacked at the same time. The tumbling sticks and bombarding iron fists, carrying a terrifying momentum like a stormy sea, hit Kas's chest and throat respectively. The strong and wild power immediately
Impact!
Click! The crisp sound of bone cracking rang in everyone's ears, and strong blood spattered in everyone's sight. Qikas, who still maintained his forward posture... his body and head were separated...
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