boom!
A violent force erupted from the King of Central Plains.
Cheng Guying Wen Xingtian and Yu Jiaren Liu Yichun were all blown away at the same time, and their bones made crackling sounds in mid-air.
Xiang Kuangren suddenly took three steps back, his tall body collapsed, and he spurted out mouthfuls of blood. The Overlord Halberd in his hand broke into three pieces.
Cheng Guying and Yu Jiaren had blood dripping from their mouths and they spat out a piece of meat. They were extremely angry towards King Zhongyuan. Even though they were blown away, they still desperately bit a piece of meat from King Zhongyuan's body and tore it off.
However, Ye Changqing, who had the highest level of cultivation, was still struggling desperately with the King of Zhongyuan. The two of them were completely hugging each other. Ye Changqing refused to let go, even though his bones broke with a crackling sound.
The brothers have already lost their fighting power. If the King of Central Plains gets rid of them, they will die immediately!
Ye Changqing tried his best.
With a loud bang, the two men fell to the ground at the same time and continued to roll on the ground.
Both of them were roaring madly and angrily, rolling over and over on the ground, you punch me, I punch you, suddenly, Ye Changqing's hand stabbed hard into the King of Zhongyuan's eyes, the only remaining left eye!
Both eyes of King Zhongyuan are completely useless!
King Zhongyuan kept vomiting blood, and Ye Changqing also kept vomiting blood. The bones in his body were crackling and had already been broken in many places, but the four legs of the two were entangled with each other, and neither of them would let the other's legs free to attack. The only remaining hand was hitting the other frantically!
The only remaining hand of King Zhongyuan had now turned into a bone stick, with even the fingers and palm gone. Every time he hit Ye Changqing, his own pain was even worse than Ye Changqing's!
"Give my brother's life back to me!" Ye Changqing seemed to be insensitive to the pain. He was only focused on attacking madly and roaring desperately.
"Give me back the lives of my family members!" King Zhongyuan also roared and attacked desperately!
The yellow robe of the King of Zhongyuan, which was obviously a treasure, was now covered with holes. There were blood spurting out from more than thirty or forty places on his body, revealing the white streaks of bones!
The skin and flesh on his neck were gone, his cervical vertebrae were connected with a crackling sound, there were five or six marks on his scalp from being chopped by a long sword, and not a single hair was left...
There was a hole in his belly and half of his intestines were hanging out.
The injury was so severe that it was enough to be fatal, but the King of Zhongyuan was attacking desperately, completely ignoring his own injuries!
Ye Changqing was certainly risking his life, but the King of Zhongyuan was even more desperate at this moment.
Cheng Guying staggered to his feet, screamed desperately, leaped over, grabbed the half of King Zhongyuan's intestines dragging on the ground, and laughed miserably: "Xiu'er... your spirit is still there, look, grandpa will avenge you...!!"
With a loud roar, he pulled out desperately and retreated backwards desperately.
This pull really used up all his strength. He was almost exhausted, but he still managed to drag it three or four meters away in one go.
The King of Central Plains's shout instantly turned into the howling of ghosts and wolves.
He stopped attacking Ye Changqing. He desperately held onto his intestines with his left hand, allowing Ye Changqing to attack him...
The intestines were stretched straight in mid-air, covered with dust and gravel.
Both of them were roaring and exerting their strength.
… With a snap, the intestines broke.
Cheng Guying fell to the ground with one foot, holding half of his intestines. He put them into his mouth and chewed them with great resentment: "Jun Taifeng, I'm going to eat you, I'm going to eat you! I'm going to eat you! Ah ah..."
Over there, the King of Zhongyuan howled miserably, and Ye Changqing roared and continued to beat him; then Yu Jiaren staggered to her feet, rushed over with the Mountain and River Sword in hand, and brought him down fiercely!
As the sword flashed, the two legs of the King of Central Plains flew away from his body!
The King of Zhongyuan howled miserably, and suddenly flew up with a flash of yellow light, and slammed into Yu Jiaren's chest and abdomen. Yu Jiaren screamed and flew backwards with blood spurting out of her mouth.
The King of Zhongyuan fell down suddenly, and his broken thigh stabbed the ground hard, and then he let out a deafening howl.
Now, both of his hands are disabled. His right hand has long been broken into pieces like a smashed bamboo; only half of his left hand is left, his two legs have been chopped off, and his two eyes are completely blind. Even his intestines were pulled away three or four meters by Cheng Guying.
After the last headbutt, he no longer had any offensive power, but he still shook his head from side to side, howling and shouting, roaring hoarsely: "Die! Die! Everyone must die!"
Ye Changqing, who had fought with him in close combat 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 block the outburst of the King of Central Plains. Otherwise, one or two of Wen Xingtian and others would have died anyway.
That was the last breath of the King of Central Plains’ original energy. If things went wrong, he would self-destruct!
It doesn’t matter now. The King of Zhongyuan has lost his last bit of energy and there is no way he can self-destruct!
Yu Jiaren and Cheng Guying slowly crawled on the ground towards King Zhongyuan, with extreme anger in their eyes.
The two of them were completely exhausted at this moment and had no strength left. Their broken bones made crackling sounds as they crawled, but their eyes remained fixed. They persisted with all their willpower. They couldn't bear to see this bastard die in front of them!
I must, I must kill him with my own hands and cut off his last breath!
Wen Xingtian's two legs were broken, and he was also crawling forward by rubbing his elbows on the ground.
Liu Yichun was lying on the ground, unconscious.
"Chishou!"
Wen Xingtian shouted hoarsely: "Qianshou, hold on, hold on for me... This bastard will soon die in front of you... Shi Yunfeng, brother, you are still alive in heaven, please watch... The brothers have avenged you..."
"Revenge..." Wen Xingtian murmured, and finally he fainted on the ground.
Far below the stairs, Hua Qianshou twisted his neck to look over here, his face still full of a cruel smile, but there was no luster in his eyes...
In his mouth, a lit cigarette had already burned to the end.
The ash fell on his lips.
I don’t know when, but this man, whose life would leave no trace of how he would be judged by future generations, has completely stopped breathing.
After all, he took a step earlier than the King of Central Plains!
Finally, finally, Granny Shi and Cheng Guying climbed up to the King of Zhongyuan. They roared in anger and rushed forward. They used the short knives and broken swords in their hands and stabbed into the King of Zhongyuan again and again! Pull it out! Stab it again! Pull it out again!
The King of Zhongyuan was completely unable to resist at this point, groaning in his dying state and cursing viciously; until Granny Shi bit his throat, breaking his larynx, breaking his trachea, and breaking his blood vessels...
The King of Zhongyuan finally fell silent.
But Cheng Guying and Yu Jiaren were still stabbing, chopping, biting, and tearing frantically with their knives...
Rolling.
King Zhongyuan's head rolled on the ground.
Cheng Guying used up his last bit of strength to leap forward, pressing the head under his body. He gasped for breath and stabbed the broken sword in his hand with all his might.
"Xiu'er... Xiu'er... Grandpa has avenged you... Yunfeng, Qianshou, brother, brother has avenged you..."
"Revenge... ahhh..."
Cheng Guying roared loudly to the sky and suddenly fell unconscious, fainting from exhaustion.
Yu Jiaren was still biting the body of King Zhongyuan: "Give me back Yunfeng, give me back my husband... Give me back... Give me back..."
While biting, tears fell down...
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian, who had been watching for a long time, couldn't help but shiver. When they looked at each other, they felt like they couldn't help but chatter.
They were actually the two people in the best condition on the field. Zuo Xiaonian was not even seriously injured and still had the strength to fight, but what he saw before him was too exciting and shocking.
It was far beyond their knowledge and experience. They were motionless for a long time, stunned on the spot. How could there be such terrible hatred in this world!
The power of hatred is just like this!
In fact, if the two of them had not intervened in this battle, the outcome would have been reversed. It would have been just as the King of Zhongyuan said, and all his brothers would have been slaughtered in front of Hua Qianshou!
Finally, finally, finally there was no movement.
From beginning to end, the Yin-Yang Guest and the Netherworld Assassin in mid-air paid close attention and watched the battle, watching the arrogant King of Central Plains come to a miserable end.
The Nether Assassin was trembling all over, staring with his eyes wide open, as if he was having a nightmare, his forehead was covered with dense beads of cold sweat.
"Let's go." Yin Yangke also felt his body covered in cold sweat.
“Okay… I… I’ll go to Sun and Moon Pass…” The Netherworld Assassin trembled all over. This cruel scene made this old warrior who had killed countless people feel a subtle feeling as if he had lost his courage.
"good."
The two men disappeared shivering.
In the void, there were a few people who watched quietly from beginning to end.
"Why don't you take action? Isn't the price they paid a little too high?"
"We can't do anything." You Dongtian took a deep breath. "They are seeking revenge. If we do anything, we will end up not being able to get rid of this... "
"That boy and girl..."
"They are their students! It is their duty to help avenge their teacher!"
"If they are defeated, we will intervene, but since they have exhausted Jun Taifeng to death, we don't have to take action! This victory is what they deserve!"
"Understood."
The other person sighed softly.
"The descendants of the Royal God of War... are gone just like that..." Marshal Ximen looked at the ground bitterly; his old brother's request to him was still fresh in his mind.
Now, he watched helplessly as his son was killed bit by bit by a group of people in the most cruel way.
"After you have made great achievements, can you commit crimes at will?" You Dongtian glared at him: "If I had a son, could I kill you all? And continue to live a carefree life?"
It's the sixth update, please vote! I'll continue writing the seventh update! I really feel like I'm going crazy today...
I always feel regretful that I can’t finish writing this paragraph... I can’t feel satisfied enough.
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