Chapter 470 The King of the Central Plains dies! [For Feng Yu Lonely 111 League
boom!
Fierce power erupted from the Central Plains King.
Cheng Guying, Wen Xingtian and Yu Jiaren, Liu Yichun, were knocked out at the same time, and their bones cracked in the air.
Kuangren Xiang suddenly took three steps back, his tall body slumped, blood spurted out mouth after mouth, and the Overlord Halberd in his hand broke into three pieces.
Cheng Guying and Yu Jiaren's mouths were dripping with blood, and they spat out a piece of meat with a sound. Both of them were extremely angry towards the King of Zhongyuan. Even though they were knocked away, they still bitten a piece of meat from the King of Zhongyuan with all their strength.
Teared off.
However, Ye Changqing, who had the highest level of cultivation, was still desperately entangled with the King of Central Plains. Their limbs were completely hugged together. Ye Changqing refused to let go, even though his bones were cracking and breaking.
The brothers have all lost their fighting power. If the King of Central Plains gets rid of him, death will occur immediately!
Ye Changqing tried his best.
With a bang, the two fell to the ground at the same time, continuing to roll on the ground.
Both of them roared crazily and angrily, rolling over and over on the ground. You punch me, and I punch you. Suddenly, one of Ye Changqing's hands stabbed the King of Zhongyuan hard in the eye.
Here, the only remaining left eye!
The King of Central Plains's two eyes are completely useless!
The King of Zhongyuan kept vomiting blood, and Ye Changqing also kept vomiting blood. The bones on his body were cracking and had been broken in many places. However, the four legs of the two were entangled with each other, and neither of them allowed the other's legs to break away to attack.
Hit the opponent crazily with one hand!
The remaining hand of the King of Central Plains has now turned into a bone stick, with even the fingers and palm gone. Every time he hits Ye Changqing, his own pain is worse than that of Ye Changqing!
"Give my brother his life!" Ye Changqing seemed to be unaware of the pain, and could only focus on attacking like crazy and roaring desperately.
"Give back the lives of my family!" The King of Central Plains roared again and again, attacking with all his strength!
On the King of Central Plains, the yellow robe, which was obviously a treasure, was filled with holes one after another. There were thirty or forty places on the body that were constantly splattered with blood, revealing the white bone stubble!
The skin on the neck is gone, the cervical vertebrae are connected with a click, there are five or six marks on the scalp from being chopped by long swords, and there is no hair left at all...
A hole was dug out in his belly, and half of his intestines were dragged outside.
The injury was so serious that it was enough to cause death? But the King of Central Plains was attacking desperately, completely ignoring his own injuries!
Although Ye Changqing worked hard without caring about his own life, the King of Central Plains was even more desperate for life at this moment.
Cheng Guying staggered up, screamed desperately, jumped forward, and grabbed half of the intestines of the King of Central Plains that was dragging on the ground. Yang Tian smiled miserably: "Xiu'er... you are still alive? Look, grandpa.
Revenge for you...!!"
With a sharp roar, he was pulled out with all his strength, and his body retreated with all his strength.
This pull really took all the strength of his life? He was almost exhausted, but he still managed to pull it out three or four meters in one go.
The cry of the King of Central Plains instantly turned into the howling of ghosts and wolves.
He stopped attacking Ye Changqing, and Gu Zhuzi desperately held his intestines with his left hand, letting Ye Changqing attack...
The intestines were straightened in mid-air, covered with dust and gravel.
Both of them were roaring and exerting themselves.
...a snap? The intestines are broken.
Cheng Guying fell to the ground with a somersault. Holding half of his intestines, he put it into his mouth with extreme anger and chewed: "Jun Taifeng? I ate you? I ate you! I want to eat you! Ahhhh...
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Over there, the King of Central Plains howled miserably one after another. Ye Changqing roared and continued to beat him; Yu Jiaren staggered to her feet, rushed over with the Mountain and River Sword, and fell hard!
Wherever the sword light passed, the two legs of the King of Central Plains separated from his body!
The King of Central Plains howled miserably? Suddenly yellow light flickered and flew up, hitting Yu Jiaren's chest and abdomen with his head. Yu Jiaren screamed and flew backwards with blood spurting from her mouth.
The King of Central Plains suddenly fell down, and his broken thigh immediately hit the ground hard, and then he let out a loud howl that shook the sky.
Now, both of his hands are useless. His right hand has been broken into pieces like a smashed bamboo; his left hand has only half left, two legs have been cut off, and two eyes.
, were all blinded, and even their intestines were torn away three to four meters by the lone eagle.
After the last headbutt, he no longer had any attack power, but he still moved his head left and right, howling and yelling hoarsely: "Death! Die! Everyone must die!"
Ye Changqing, who had been fighting with him at close range for the longest time, had most of his bones broken and was gasping for breath.
At the last moment, he used his lifelong cultivation and his own body to lock in the King of Central Plains' explosion. Otherwise, I'm afraid one or two of Wen Xingtian and others would die no matter what.
That was the last breath of the original energy of the King of Central Plains. If it was not good, it would be an extreme self-destruction!
It doesn't matter now, the last breath of the Central Plains King's vitality has been exhausted, and there is no possibility of self-destruction!
Yu Jiaren and Cheng Guying slowly crawled towards the King of Central Plains on the ground, with extreme resentment in their eyes.
The two of them were completely exhausted at this time, and they didn't have much strength in their bodies. As they climbed, the broken bones on their bodies were cracking, but their eyes were fixed, and they persisted with perseverance. They couldn't look away.
He is not willing to let this bastard die in front of him!
I must, I must kill him with my own hands and take away his last breath of life!
Both of Wen Xingtian's legs were broken, and he was still crawling forward while rubbing his elbows on the ground.
Liu Yichun fell unconscious on the ground.
"Qianshou!"
Wen Xingtian shouted hoarsely: "Qianshou, hold on, hold on for me... This bastard will die in front of you soon... Shi Yunfeng, brother, you have a soul in heaven, watch...
...Brothers have avenged you..."
"Revenge..." Wen Xingtian murmured, and finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell into a coma.
Under the steps far away, Hua Qianshou maintained his posture of twisting his neck and looking here, with a cruel smile still on his face, but his eyes had long lost any luster...
In his mouth, a lit cigarette burned to the end.
Ashes fell on his lips.
I don't know when, this man who never knew how to be judged by future generations in his life, had completely stopped breathing.
After all, he took a step earlier than the King of Central Plains!
Finally, Grandma Shi and Cheng Guying climbed up to the King of Zhongyuan. They roared in unison and rushed forward without thinking. With the daggers and broken swords in their hands, they stabbed the King of Zhongyuan with one knife after another.
Go in! Pull out! Go in again! Pull out again!
The King of Zhongyuan was completely unable to resist at this moment. He was groaning and cursing viciously on the verge of death. Until Grandma Shi bit his throat, cracking the throat bones, breaking the trachea, and breaking the throat.
Blood vessel……
The King of Central Plains finally lost his voice.
But Cheng Guying and Yu Jiaren were still stabbing, slashing, biting, and tearing with their knives crazily...
Bones.
King Zhongyuan's head rolled out on the ground.
Cheng Guying used the last bit of his strength to jump up hard, pressing the head under his body, panting hard, breaking the sword in his hand and thrusting it in with all his strength.
"Xiu'er... Xiu'er... grandpa has avenged you... Yunfeng, Qianshou, brother, brother has avenged you..."
"Revenge...ahhhh..."
Cheng Guying raised his head and roared loudly, then suddenly passed out, but he fainted due to loss of strength.
Over there, Yu Jiaren was still biting the body of King Zhongyuan: "You give me back Yunfeng, you give me back my husband...you give me back...you give me back..."
While biting, tears fell down big and small...
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonianjin, who had been watching for a long time, couldn't help but shiver. Looking at each other, they both felt like they couldn't help but have their teeth chattering.
On the contrary, the two of them were the two in the best condition on the field. Zuo Xiaonian was not even seriously injured and was still capable of fighting, but what he saw in front of him was really exciting and shocking.
It was far beyond the cognitive experience of both of them. They stood still for a while and were stunned on the spot. There was such terrible hatred in this world!
The power of hatred is so great!
In fact, if they had not intervened in this battle, the outcome of the battle would probably have been reversed. As the King of Central Plains said, he would have killed all his brothers in front of Hua Qianshou!
Finally, finally, finally there was no movement.
From the beginning to the end, the Onmyoji and the Netherworld Assassin, who were in mid-air, paid close attention from beginning to end, watching the battle and watching the arrogant King of the Central Plains end miserably.
The Netherworld Assassin was trembling all over, his eyes were looking straight as if he was having a nightmare, and his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat.
"Let's go." Yin Yang Ke also felt that his body was covered in cold sweat.
"Okay... I... I'll go to Riyue Pass..." The Netherworld Assassin shivered all over. This cruel scene made this old Jianghu who had killed countless people feel a subtle feeling of being frightened out of his courage.
"good."
The two of them trembled and disappeared.
In the void, there were still a few people watching quietly from beginning to end.
"Why don't you take action? Isn't the price they paid too harsh?"
"We can't take action." You Dongtian took a deep breath: "This is their revenge. If we take action, this breath will not be happy in the end..."
"That pair of boys and girls..."
"Those are their students! It's natural for you to work hard to avenge your teacher!"
"If they are defeated, we should intervene, but since they killed Jun Taifeng, we don't have to intervene! This victory is what they deserve!"
"Understood."
The other person sighed softly.
"The descendants of the royal war god... are just... extinct..." Marshal Ximen looked at the ground bitterly; his old brother's request was still ringing in his ears.
Now, he watched helplessly as his son was killed bit by bit by a group of people in the most cruel way.
"After making meritorious deeds, can I commit crimes casually?" You Dongtian glared at him: "Then if I have a son, can I kill you all? And continue to live a happy life?"