Chapter 774: The king of the Central Plains is dead! 【Lonely 111 General League for Fengyu
Chapter 774 The King of Central Plains is dead! [Add updates to Fengyu Lonely 111 General League! 】
Boom!
Fierce power erupted from the King of Central Plains.
Cheng Lone Eagle Wen Xingtian and Yu Jiaren Liu Yichun were sent flying out at the same time, and the bones on their bodies creaked in midair.
Madman Xiang stepped back three steps abruptly, his tall body froze, blood gushed mouthful after mouthful, and the Overlord's 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 bah sound. Both of them were extremely resentful towards the King of the Central Plains. torn down.
Ye Changqing, who had the highest cultivation level, was still desperately entangled with the King of the Central Plains. The two of them hugged each other completely.
Brothers have lost their combat power, if the Central Plains King gets rid of himself, death will appear immediately!
Ye Changqing was desperate.
With a bang, the two fell to the ground at the same time, and continued to roll on the ground.
Both of them were screaming crazily, roaring angrily, rolling over and over on the ground, you punched me, I punched you, suddenly, Ye Changqing's hand stuck hard in the eyes of King Zhongyuan. Here, the only remaining left eye!
The king of Central Plains has both eyes, all useless!
The King of the Central Plains kept vomiting blood, and Ye Changqing also kept vomiting blood. The bones on his body were cracking and broken in many places, but the four legs of the two were entangled with each other. Hit the opponent frantically with one hand!
The only remaining hand of the Central Plains King has now turned into a bone stick, even fingers and palms are gone. Every time he hits Ye Changqing, his own pain is even worse than Ye Changqing!
"Give me back my brother's life!" Ye Changqing didn't seem to know the pain, and only focused on attacking madly, and screaming desperately.
"Give back my family's life!" The King of Central Plains roared again and again, attacking desperately!
On the body of the King of the Central Plains, the yellow robe, which is obviously a treasure, will be covered with holes one after another. There are thirty or forty places on the body where blood is constantly splattered, and the white stubble is exposed!
The flesh on the neck is gone, the cervical spine is connected with a click, there are five or six marks on the scalp that were cut by the long sword, and the hair is gone...
A hole was dug out in the belly, and half of the intestines were dragged out.
The injury is so serious that it is enough to be fatal, but the king of the Central Plains is attacking desperately, completely ignoring his own injury!
Ye Changqing is of course desperate, but the King of the Central Plains is even more hopeless at this moment.
Cheng Guying staggered up, screamed desperately and jumped up, grabbed the half of the Central Plains King's intestines that was dragged on the ground, Yangtian smiled bitterly: "Xiu'er...you are still alive, look at how grandpa is doing you!" You...revenge!"
With a sharp roar, he desperately pulled it out, and then his body retreated desperately.
This pull really took all of his life's strength. He was almost exhausted, but he was still able to drag out three or four meters in one stroke.
The King of Central Plains' cry instantly turned into howls of ghosts and wolves.
He stopped attacking Ye Changqing, Gu Zhuzi desperately held his intestines with his left hand, and let Ye Changqing attack...
The intestines were straightened in mid-air, covered with dust and gravel.
Both of them were screaming and exerting their strength.
... With a bang, the intestines broke.
Cheng Guying fell to the ground, holding half of his intestines, and chewed it in his mouth with extreme anger: "Jun Taifeng, I ate you, I ate you! I want to eat you! Ahhh... "
Over there, the King of the Central Plains howled miserably one after another, Ye Changqing screamed and continued to beat; Yu Jiaren staggered to her feet, rushed over with Shanhe sword in hand, and fell hard!
The sword light passed, and the two legs of the king of the Central Plains left his body!
The King of Central Plains let out a miserable howl, and suddenly flew up with a flashing yellow light, hitting Jiaren's chest and abdomen with his head, Yu Jiaren yelled, and flew out backwards, spurting blood from her mouth.
The King of the Central Plains fell suddenly, and the broken thigh immediately poked **** the ground, and then let out a terrifying howl.
Now, both of his hands are useless, his right hand has already been broken into pieces like a smashed bamboo; his left hand is only half left, his two legs have also been cut off, and he still has two eyes. , were all blind, and even their intestines were ripped away three or four meters by Cheng Lone Eagle.
After the last head hammer, he had no attack power, but he was still shaking his head left and right, howling, screaming, and hoarsely roaring: "Death! Death! Everyone must die!"
Ye Changqing, who had been fighting with him the longest, had more than half of his bones broken, gasping for breath.
At the last moment, he used his whole life cultivation and his own body to lock the Central Plains King's explosion, otherwise, Wen Xingtian and others would probably die one or two no matter what.
That was the last breath of the Central Plains King's original Qi, if one is not good, it is an extreme self-destruct!
It doesn't matter now, the King of Central Plains has exhausted his last breath of vitality, and there is no possibility of self-explosion anymore!
Yu Jiaren and Cheng Guying slowly crawled towards the King of the Central Plains on the ground, with extreme resentment in their eyes.
The two of them are also completely exhausted at this meeting, and they don't have much strength on their bodies. While crawling, the broken bones on their bodies are crackling, but their eyes are constant, and they are all insisting on perseverance. Seeing this **** die in front of him, he is not reconciled!
Definitely, I must kill him with my own hands, cutting off his last breath!
Both of Wen Xingtian's legs were broken, and he was also crawling forward with his elbows on the ground.
Liu Yichun was unconscious on the ground, unconscious.
"Thousands of longevity!"
Wen Xingtian roared hoarsely: "Qianshou, hold on, hold on for me... This **** will die in front of you soon... Shi Yunfeng, brother, you have a spirit in the sky, watch... brothers I have revenge for you..."
"Revenge..." Wen Xingtian murmured, and finally fell unconscious on the ground unbearable.
Under the far steps, Hua Qianshou maintained the posture of twisting his neck and looking this way, with a cruel smile on his face, but the luster in his eyes had already lost the slightest bit...
In his mouth, a lit cigarette has been burned to the end.
Soot fell on his lips.
I don't know when, this man who didn't know how to let future generations evaluate him in his life, has completely stopped breathing.
He, after all, was one step ahead of the King of the Central Plains!
Finally, Grandma Shi and Cheng Guying climbed up to the King of the Central Plains. The two of them roared in unison and rushed forward with forgetfulness. go in! Pull it out! Dive in again! Pull it out again!
The king of the Central Plains could no longer resist now, humming and cursing viciously on the verge of death; until Grandma Shi bit his throat, crushed the throat bone, broke the trachea, and snapped Blood vessel…
The King of Central Plains finally lost his voice.
But Cheng Guying and Yu Jiaren were still crazily stabbing, chopping, biting and tearing...
Gululu.
The head of the Central Plains King rolled out on the ground.
Cheng Lone Eagle leaped with the last bit of strength, pressed the head under his body, gasped with difficulty, and stabbed in with all his strength with the broken sword in his hand.
"Xiu'er... Xiu'er... Grandpa avenged you... Yunfeng, Qianshou, brother, brother avenged you..."
"Revenge... ah ah..."
Cheng Lone Eagle roared fiercely, and suddenly passed out, but fainted from exhaustion.
Yu Jiaren over there is still biting the body of the King of the Central Plains: "You give me back Yunfeng, you give me back my husband...you give me back...you give me back..."
While biting, big tears fell down...
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian, who had been watching for a long time, couldn't help shivering, and when they looked at each other, they both felt like they couldn't help their jaws fighting.
On the contrary, the two of them were the two in the best condition in the field. Zuo Xiaonian didn't even suffer serious injuries and was still ready to fight, but what he saw in front of him was too exciting and shocking.
Greatly surpassed the cognitive experience of the two of them. They didn't move for a while, and they were stunned on the spot. There is such terrible hatred in this world!
The power of hatred, as far as Si!
In fact, if the two of them did not intervene in this battle, the result of the battle would probably be reversed. It is true that as the King of Central Plains said, in front of Hua Qianshou, he tortured and killed all his brothers!
Finally, finally, there was no movement.
From the beginning to the end, the Yin-Yang and Nether Assassins who were in mid-air paid attention from beginning to end, watched the battle, and watched the mighty King of the Central Plains end miserably.
The Nether Assassin was trembling all over, his eyes stared straight, as if he was having a nightmare, his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat.
"Let's go." The yin and yang guest also felt that his body was covered in cold sweat.
"Okay... I... I'll go to Riyue Pass..." Nether Assassin trembled all over. This cruel scene made this veteran Jianghu who had killed countless people feel a subtle feeling of being scared out of his wits.
"good."
The two disappeared while shaking.
In the void, there were still a few people watching quietly from beginning to end.
"Why didn't you take action? The price they paid is too tragic, right?"
"Can't make a move." You Dongtian took a deep breath: "This is their revenge. If we make a move, we will let this breath... In the end, it will not be happy..."
"The pair of teenagers and girls..."
"That's their student! To avenge the teacher, it should be done!"
"If they lose, we should take action to intervene, but since they have exhausted Jun Taifeng, we don't have to take action! This victory is what they deserve and deserve!"
"Understood."
The other person sighed softly.
"The descendants of the Royal God of War... that's it... the last..." Marshal Ximen looked at the ground bitterly; the old brother from back then still kept his plea in his ears.
Now, he watched his son being killed bit by bit by a group of people in the cruelest way.
"After meritorious service, can I commit crimes at will?" You Dongtian glared at him: "Then if I have a son, can I kill you all? Continue to live happily?"
The sixth update, please vote! I will continue to write the seventh update! I feel really crazy today...
I can't finish writing this paragraph, I always feel regretful... I can't feel good.
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