Chapter 331, Di Cheng's disaster, death coffin (5)
"Dicheng, I haven't seen you for a year, and you are still creating miracles and surprises." The Ghost King stared at the two figures in the field like raging waves crashing, his dark pupils flashed with biting indifference, and there was also unconcealable admiration.
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It has been eight years since the Skynet Project was launched, but the least noticeable guy in front of us has been creating miracles again and again, impacting everyone's ability to bear it, and gradually entering the sight of the Ghost King.
It's a pity that this 'blade' that was supposed to be the organization's most powerful weapon broke away from Skynet's control while creating miracles.
Now that things have happened, not only have I destroyed the Roar of the God of War with my own hands, but I have also been forced to take action myself.
For this reason alone, Di Cheng deserves to be treated seriously by the Ghost King.
"Ghost King?" Di Cheng's heart was slightly shaken, and it was the slight distraction that caused gaps in his continuous attacks.
"Do you want to die?" Shen Aoming roared suddenly. His charging body squatted on the ground, his whole body spinning wildly like a whirlwind, and his right leg was thrown up with unparalleled manic evil intent, and it went straight to Di Cheng's throat.
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The momentum is so great that it shakes people's hearts; the fierceness of the offensive is shocking!
At the critical moment, Di Cheng crossed his fists and almost blocked this fatal leg sweep.
It's a pity...it was rushed...
Bang! The wild force crashed, like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and a raging wave crashing onto the shore. It hit Di Cheng's arms hard and swept through his whole body in an instant. From head to toe, from toes to head, all the bones and muscles of the whole body seemed to be shaking.
Unspeakable severe pain arose in every inch of his body.
The blood rolled and flowed out with the twitching of the heart, across the throat, over the tongue, and spattered from the gap between the closed teeth. Di Cheng's body felt as if it had been hit by a speeding truck, and he was violently thrown away.
, tumbling, spinning, and hitting the *tree trunk behind.
Bang! Click! The big tree surrounded by one person was suddenly cracked, and a large number of leaves fell down. The violent impact once again caused Di Cheng to spurt out blood, and his head became slightly dizzy.
A distraction that could have been completely ignored, but under the control of Shen Aoming, caused such incredible trauma.
The title of Warcraft and the power of the Human Emperor are worthy of the name!
However, this was not a time for emotion, nor was it a time for relaxation. The moment Di Cheng's body bounced back to the ground, he endured the severe pain and dizziness, stamped his feet on the ground, exerted force on his waist, and forced himself to twist and turn.
His astonishing reaction was equivalent to saving his life, because at the same second as he turned over, Shen Aoming crashed down like a cannonball, almost grazing Di Cheng's nose and falling. The violent impact caused the ground to tremble.
Di Cheng quickly dodged and retreated for more than ten meters, finally breaking away from Shen Aoming's terrifying attack. He was gasping for breath, his arms lost consciousness in the impact just now, and he was trembling independently.
Dead blood marks appeared on the arms and wrists... It was a strong impact that shattered the capillaries in the subcutaneous tissue. The blood could not flow and was forced to accumulate under the skin.
The amazing strength of the kick just now was evident.
This is also the reason why Di Cheng's muscles are strong enough. If it had been anyone else, his bones would have been shattered, completely crippled, or even killed.
"Fight with me, no one has ever dared to be distracted. You... are brave enough!" Shen Aoming slowly stood up straight, his blood-red eyes locked on him, his face was still twisted, his expression was still ferocious, like a beast or a demon.
The aura still spreads faintly.
Di Cheng breathed heavily and carefully moved his arms, which were sore and numb. The scene in front of him made his heart solemn. What was supposed to come had finally come.
The left hand of the God of Death! A more terrifying existence than the roar of the God of War!
The Ghost King stood with his hands behind his back, his voice as cold as ice: "Dicheng, I admire you very much. If you are willing to join Skynet, all the previous grudges can be wiped out, including your roaring slaughter of the God of War. How about that?"
"I appreciate your kindness, but I, Di Cheng, never like to be controlled by others."
"There is a saying in China that those who know the current affairs are heroes. You cannot compete with the power of the organization. Only by surrendering can you and your Tianmen survive the upcoming black list. This is the last time.
Opportunity, if you nod, I will take you back to the organization, and the clan leader will also be willing to see you. Remember, this is not groveling, nor is it kneeling down to surrender, this is cooperation and joining forces.
If you shake your head...this road will never give you a chance to look back."
"Do you think I will nod? Or do you think I, Di Cheng, will become a coward like Shen Aoming?" Di Cheng spoke bluntly and responded coldly. He knew the current crisis and the consequences of his stubbornness, but...his
Your character and dignity do not allow you to bow your head and beg for mercy. If you do this, no matter what the purpose is or what the consequences are, the brothers behind you will not forgive you.
What's more, he, Di Cheng, is not a fool. Cooperation? Join forces? Such nonsense can only be said by the Ghost King.
"What a pity." The Ghost King shook his head gently and let out a slight sigh.
"Put away your useless nonsense and fight if you want. Di Cheng... take the fight!" Shen Aoming roared angrily. He who didn't like these cumbersome nonsense the most got up again and ran wildly with evil intentions.
The impact of people actually created an astonishing momentum like thousands of troops.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting, charge out!" Di Cheng's momentum suddenly surged, he roared fiercely, sprinted fiercely, tumbled his iron fist, and faced the attack bravely.
"MD, brothers!!" Sha Lang looked ferocious, his eyes were cold, and he suddenly roared: "Fight! Get out!"
"Kill out!!" Tong Min's right hand shook, and the cold light of the Underworld Sword flashed, and he killed the God of Death with his left hand without hesitation. Since Di Cheng aspired to become the Human Emperor, the Underworld Sword has basically not been used anymore. Gradually, this sword that was once
Ba Bing, who accompanied Di Cheng through countless traps, was transferred to Tong Min, who was good at using a knife.
This is the importance Di Cheng places on Tong Min, and it is also the honor exclusive to the Guards.
"Show some courage, brothers, kill!" King Kong, who has also entered the gold level, roared angrily, charging forward like a mad bull. This former guard of the family head of Chixiang Prison has matured and grown, with gold level strength and ferocity.
With a wild atmosphere, the position of deputy captain of the Guards is worthy of its name!
"No need to remind, there are no cowards in the Guards! Brothers, don't lose our momentum, kill!!" Zhang Chuo and others went crazy one after another, staring at blood-red eyes, with ferocious and crazy faces, killing the left hand of the God of Death.
The most terrifying special operations force.
Compared to the Death God's Left Hand, the Guards may be far behind as a whole, but the collective madness of the sixty silver-level warriors cannot be underestimated for a long time, not to mention the group of death row prisoners who struggled out of Chixiang Prison.
There is no room for words!
"Take action!" The zombie simply waved his hand, and all the members of the Death God's left hand were scattered out. This was not the first time that they had fought against the Tianmen Guards. They had had a bloody battle of life and death in the Hengduan Mountains back then, and they had something to do with this Di Cheng's guard.
I understand, I won’t take it seriously, but I won’t despise it either.
"Ghost King! Stay safe!"
When the two battle teams collided head-on, a faint cold word suddenly sounded. Fang Zhongshou fell from the sky like a ghost and landed behind the Ghost King. His stiff and tight right hand shot fiercely, hitting the Ghost King's neck hard like a bullet.
Point - Yamen Point. At the same time, the left hand strikes out, the sharp and slender scalpel sticks to the palm of the hand like a magnet and spins rapidly, and the sharp breath is transmitted to the body like a silver needle!
Fang Zhongshou knew how powerful the Ghost King was, so he launched a series of killing moves!
However, at the moment when he was about to hit the target, the Ghost King's figure suddenly swayed and appeared three meters away as if crossing space. Fang Zhongshou's long-prepared attack failed.
The Ghost King did not look back, as if he didn't care about Fang Zhongshou's appearance at all. He still stood with his hands behind his hands, watching the fight between Di Cheng and Shen Aoming, wary of his every move.
As the Ghost King disappeared, a figure shrouded in black robes appeared erratically in his original position, and a cold voice floated faintly: "Ghost King, sit down, Lonely Soul, please enlighten me!"
At the edge of the battlefield, Mei Yan, who was about to take action, was stopped by the sudden appearance of the enemy.
"Puppet Master, Meiyan! We meet again!" Her white hair is fluttering, her white robe is swaying slightly, and her fierce momentum is like a sharp sword unsheathed, locking onto Meiyan!
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