Severe pain swept through the whole body, impacting the brain and nerves, and Di Cheng once again let out an unbearable scream.
, struck hard at the wound on Di Cheng's chest, not in a straight line, but at an angle deliberately.
Poof!! The fist collided with the muscle, and the newly opened wound was immediately torn. The flesh, flesh and bones were obviously dislocated and rubbed, almost revealing the pale heart-protecting sternum inside.
It's like peeling off the skin and tearing off the meat!
Unimaginable pain surged again. Di Cheng's body suddenly stiffened, and then he shuddered. His face turned pale and colorless for a moment, and a large amount of cold sweat covered his forehead. His mouth was opened wide, as if he was screaming, but there was no
Any sound is made.
At this moment, he completely lost his ability to fight!
"How long can I hold on!" The Ghost King had no mercy, and could not show mercy. He raised his right foot in a majestic arc and hit Di Cheng's chin hard. The fierce power surged, and the cracking sound was heard all over the mandible.
With the cracks and pain sweeping through him, Di Cheng's body trembled again and he was thrown away in embarrassment.
"He's cheating!!" Mu Qiaoyun suddenly screamed in the lobby, throwing away his steps and about to rush down.
"What an ancestor! Are you having a seizure?!" Ah Xing hugged Mu Qiaoyun, but felt that his posture was unsightly, so he hurriedly let go. Mu Qiaoyun couldn't hold back, and fell to the ground in a panic.
"Uh..." Axing grinned secretly, quickly went up to help Mu Qiaoyun, and stopped her with force: "This is not a competition, there is no such thing as cheating."
"Go save Qin Yun, go quickly." Mu Qiaoyun was so anxious that he almost lost his mind.
"Me? Save him?" Ah Xing's eyes widened and he waved his hands quickly: "This is a big joke. I have thin skin and tender flesh, but I can't stand that kind of torture."
Everyone else looked at her like she was a fool. Saving people? This girl can think of it!
Wei Zheng couldn't help but persuade him: "Qiaoyun, stop fooling around! Save people? Is there a place where 'people' can go outside? Even if you throw a Tibetan Mastiff over, you will be scared out of your wits!"
Everyone is convinced that the outside is indeed not a place where "people" can go!
As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar suddenly sounded outside. The sound was so sudden and so loud that everyone trembled in fright!
At the most critical moment, the snow lion ran wildly. Its huge body of more than three meters was like an angry cannonball as it accelerated, and it fiercely pounced on the ghost king. After all, it was a real beast, going crazy.
In this state, its momentum was wilder and more shocking than that of Dahan and others.
The Ghost King frowned slightly and hurriedly dodged to the side. Poof!! The snow lion's slapping claws brushed against the Ghost King's shoulder, and the sharp edge tore through the clothes and flesh, leaving a deep bloody mouth, and the scarlet blood flowed uncontrollably.
surge outward.
The snow lion suddenly landed on the ground, turned around, glared at the Ghost King, stretched out its sharp claws, raised its head and let out a deafening roar! Due to the anger and mania, the white hair on its body stood up like steel needles, especially the hair on the neck, making it
Looks like a mighty lion!
The momentum is extremely amazing!!
Di Cheng finally found a chance to catch his breath, but the seven bloody wounds on his body and his bloody chin were devouring his physical strength like a vacuum cleaner, and the severe pain stimulated his nerves to twitch.
There is only one feeling that is strongest deep in my consciousness - pain!!
It hurt so much that he almost suffocated!!
Even standing up was a bit strenuous! In just a few moments, the situation reversed drastically! From a deadlock to a massacre! If not for the sudden appearance of the snow lion, Di Cheng might have been lying on the ground by now.
The ghost king looked at the snow lion coldly, the 'ghost fangs' scratched across the tip of his tongue, and the blood stains on the * and the thick fishy smell flowed between the tongue coating, and a cold murderous intention flashed in his eyes. "Dicheng, let your pet
If you leave, I can guarantee that it will survive!"
Just as Di Cheng was about to speak, a heartbreaking pain came from his broken jaw. Even though he had a strong personality, he couldn't help but let out a small moan.
"Count to three, one...two..." The Ghost King didn't mean to pause at all. His tone was not fast, but not slow either. There was no relaxation. The word "three" jumped out of his mouth directly.
"I've been given the opportunity, but you don't know how to cherish it. If the old living Buddha is not convinced, you can come to me to argue!" The ghost king didn't want to be entangled anymore. He used all his strength and ran quickly, aiming directly at Di Cheng.
The snow lion roared angrily and ran wildly, causing the ground to tremble. Ten steps later, it suddenly jumped up, baring its fangs ferociously, probing its claws, and pounced viciously on the Ghost King.
The Ghost King suddenly jumped up at the same time. With the surge of power, he flew nearly three meters into the air and collided head-on with the Snow Lion. The moment the sharp claws hit the Ghost King, the Ghost King's tight left fist also struck accurately.
In the center of the snow lion's forehead. Whether the snow lion is killing it with all its strength or the ghost king is violently bombarding it, its power far exceeds the limit of human beings.
Bang! Click! One person and one beast collided in the air, and the affected parts made a clear clicking sound at the same time. After a brief stagnation, they rolled back at the same time. The snow lion's huge body crashed to the ground, and the severe pain in the head made it unable to stand for a while.
stand up.
The Ghost King staggered a little after landing, but after all, his strength and perseverance were there, he stopped and started to attack again.
The trembling 'Ghost Fangs' stirred up the arc of death, and this time... no one could stop it!
Di Cheng forced himself to calm down, tightening his muscles as much as possible to avoid excessive blood loss, and turned around and rushed towards the chaotic crowd without hesitation. He was too injured to continue the high-intensity battle, but the Ghost King was definitely not much better.
100% strength is less than 50%, as long as you can fight with Yang Jing or Chen Zun, you can save your life!
The Ghost King immediately guessed what Di Cheng was thinking, and his speed increased suddenly. He chased him after a few sprints. His figure was running and tumbling, his tight right leg drew a majestic arc, and he hit Di Cheng hard like a hammer.
into the back.
Boom!! Poof... Scarlet blood spurted out from his mouth. Di Chengru was struck by lightning. His body lost balance and he rolled out, crashing into the chaotic crowd. Because the movement was too violent, the wounds on his body were severely torn, and he felt painful.
It was like an erupting volcano, frantically impacting his consciousness and nerves.
Although it was only a flesh wound, each wound was deep enough to reach the bone and touch the internal organs. The pain was no worse than the pain of splitting muscles and bones!
"Brother Cheng??" The black martial arts team members who were hit were about to get angry, but when they saw Di Cheng's appearance clearly, they were startled at the same time. Some hurriedly went up to help him, while two others roared and hit with iron rods.
To the Ghost King!!
"Hmph!!" The Ghost King snorted coldly. Although his strength was greatly reduced, Amethyst's level was definitely not something that could be provoked by this type of person. His figure was erratic, and he passed by each other, and the ghost's fangs cut open the throats of the two people like a stream of light. Firmly.
The sharp force not only cut through the flesh, but also affected the throat bones, and blood spurted out.
At the same time, the two ghost disciples who were surrounded by the black warriors became fierce at the same time. The sabers in their hands rolled out with terrifying sharp edges. They broke away from the encirclement and rushed towards Di Cheng. The black warriors were anxious and angry, and they could launch a counterattack.
The small battle circle instantly fell into chaos and riots. The black warriors went crazy and became violent. The idea of 'loyalty to the master' was infinitely amplified in their minds. They ignored life and pain. It was a completely lifeless killing method. The same thing happened with the left hand of the God of Death.
They didn't show weakness, let alone in front of the Ghost King, they didn't dare to slack off, they used their full strength and didn't hold anything back.
"Fuck you, grandma, do it!!! Brother Cheng! Hold me tight!!" A strong man's expression was crazily distorted, and he suddenly roared hysterically, hugging Di Cheng's scarred body with all his strength, lowering his head and staring.
, tensing his muscles, like a mad bull, charging inwardly.
The god of death tried his best to block it with his left hand. The sword light was raging, and the short sword was slashing. The wounds gradually became denser, and blood spurted out one after another. But the strong man gave up completely. He didn't care about anything, didn't think about anything, and just hugged and protected Di Cheng.
Use all your strength to rush towards the center of the battle circle.
A palpitation spread throughout his body, and Di Cheng's heart finally began to tremble. He looked at the strong man's crazy look with his eyes closed, and felt the aura of risking his own life, and... the flow of blood, and a little moisture appeared in the corners of his eyes.
.
"...Brother, put me down..." Di Cheng's chin trembled and he made a weak voice, trying to struggle out of the strong man's arms.
Can……
"That's enough! It's all...over!" The ghost king's deep and angry voice suddenly sounded beside him. The black shadow flashed past, and the strong man's huge head rolled out with a pop, and blood rushed towards him like a fountain.
Two or three meters in the air.
The headless corpse maintained the momentum of the impact and still ran seven or eight steps before crashing to the ground. However, the consciousness of the 'savior' was too strong, so that even after death, he still hugged Di Cheng tightly with his hands.
The Ghost King had a cold expression on his face. He glanced coldly at Di Cheng who was in a pool of blood. He raised his right foot and stomped hard on his head, intending to leave him half crippled and then capture him alive!
"If your foot dares to fall, my knife will cut you!" At the critical moment, a hoarse voice like a ghost whisper suddenly sounded in the ghost king's ears. At the same time, a cold blade was placed on his neck.
Due to the chaotic, noisy and noisy surroundings, it had an invisible impact on the Ghost King's perception. In addition, with only 50% of his strength at this moment, he was unknowingly approached by... Fang Zhongshou!!
{Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for their support, your support is our greatest motivation}