Chapter 639: Half-Life (1)
In the dense roar, the Ao Ji smashed to the ground like a meteorite impact, and blood spurted wildly. At the same time, several figures shot out backwards, Wen Yiming pulled the Eight Tartars and was directly shocked out of the city during the retreat, Cai Yantong and Tate were also injured and smashed heavily on the city wall.
Orin and Taiyi also flew upside down in the air for dozens of meters, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and it was difficult to hide the pain on their faces.
The witnesses were all shocked by a Martial Sect's desperate rebellion on the verge of death, under so many powerful control skills, even if they were suppressed and locked by the re-descending killing intent, they almost turned the tables, and the watershed of the Martial Sect was indeed difficult to cross.
Even so, Ao Ji, who fell to the ground, still coughed up blood and laughed in the tragic situation of his limbs, which shocked everyone who stabilized the turmoil of Zhenyuan, and hurriedly landed, wanting to strangle it before recovery.
At this moment, Ao Ji's legs were broken at the knees, half of his waist and abdomen were torn, revealing his wriggling internal organs, and only one arm was left to support him, and his hair was scattered, which was extremely hideous.
In the midst of the miserable laughter, Ao Ji slapped his body with one palm, and at the same time rushed out of the city, the single knife he picked up in his hand slashed towards Yang Tianhao, who was approaching.
The members of the Dragon Soul were shocked, and there was only one thought in their hearts, Yang Tianhao was dead.
Sai Yaren and Zhong Xiaoshan avoided it far away when Ao Ji fell, the battle in the city was over, if it weren't for Yang Tianhao's crazy torture of corpses, they would have flown to the city wall.
Yang Tianhao was in the middle of the city gate at the moment, standing stupidly and stupidly, covered in blood and carrying a blood-drinking knife, if it weren't for the outstanding beard, no one would have recognized him.
Yu Chen and the others had just brought Ba Tar and Wen Yiming back to the city wall at this time, and when they saw the scene of Ao Ji fleeing to behead Yang Tianhao, their hearts were cold, and they didn't hold out any hope.
Eight Tartars' faces were like gold paper, his eyes were closed, Wen Yiming was just lacking in true yuan and mental power, his internal breath was shocked into confusion, and he was not injured heavily, seeing this scene suddenly, his originally weak body was suddenly shocked and clear-headed.
At the moment when he was shocked away, he already knew that Ao Ji's defense was completely destroyed, and it was difficult to become a threat even if he didn't die, and it depended on luck to escape, and the state of Ao Ji at this time did confirm his judgment, and it was even worse, almost equivalent to a cripple whose body forging and cultivation were completely destroyed, and all that was left was the remaining strength to survive.
Even so, his sword is not something that a great martial artist can resist, Wen Yiming sighed secretly, everyone is beyond the reach of the whip, and there is no way to rescue, Yang Tianhao will be the zero breakthrough of death in this battle.
Wen Yiming in the whole battle, because he didn't shoot, the aura of concentration covered has been paying attention to all directions, natural disasters belong, there are many seriously injured, but no one died, which makes him extremely proud, zero death to occupy Roaring Island, this achievement is enough to boost morale, although it is an army battle with unequal strength, but the boss is strong enough!
However, if you don't die, you are the dragon soul general, which makes it difficult for him to accept, although Yang Tianhao is not the main combat force of the dragon soul, but he has always been with him with the same righteousness, and it can be said that the two have a fateful friendship.
In the midst of everyone's sighs, the bloody Yang Tianhao's eyes seemed to be a little dull, and his eyes were red with mist; Ao Ji, whose feet had been broken, flew extremely fast with the ground, Yang Tianhao seemed to be fearless in the coming of death, and a low cry broke out from his throat, and the horizontal knife and Ao Ji also slashed out a knife to the waist, and the inspired True Yuan made a thin red mist emanate from the surface of the body, as if the blood was evaporated.
Everyone knows that this is the final blow in vain, maybe the Ao Ji who has been completely destroyed by forging his body cultivation will make matters worse, but Yang Tianhao also can't escape the end of the cut.
'Huan-'
The tearing sound of the waist slash, the flesh and blood splashed, and with the snapping sound, Ao Ji's body was divided into two ends and smashed to the ground, the upper body rushed far away, the eyes were round and the eyes were not blind, and the single knife in his hand was not loosened.
"Hissββ!"
The audience gasped, and a thick shock flashed in the tired eyes of the two patriarchs who landed at great speed, and everyone was no exception, all of them had wide eyes like Aoji, with a look of disbelief, but their eyes fell on Yang Tianhao's body.
is not dead, Yang Tianhao stands as tall as a gun!
He also beheaded the seriously injured and dying Ao Ji, which surprised everyone.
At that time, thousands of pairs of eyes witnessed with their own eyes, Ao Ji's single knife True Yuan surged, wiping through the waist of Yang Tianhao, who was wrapped in red mist, but did not leave a trace of scars, of course, the torn clothes on the waist were almost shattered by the True Yuan who stopped the waist.
Cai Yantong had already ordered Yu Chen and others to arrange for the Thundering Army to clean up the battlefield, and the frozen ancient city was bloody, and the alien army also helped to pacify the compatriot slaves.
Amon and the others surrounded Yang Tianhao, not daring to go up and touch it, for fear that Yang Tianhao's body would be broken into two by external force, and they all stared at the broken waist and abdomen of his clothes, and the rare armor inside had a big gap, but the skin and flesh were not the slightest bit unusual.
"Hoo ββ!"
After a while, Yang Tianhao suddenly exhaled a long breath as if he was extremely afraid, as if he had just discovered Amon and the others, shook his bloody face, and said, "Terrible!"
After saying that, he smiled, and fell to the ground.
Yang Tianhao lay down in a randomly vacated house in the frozen ancient city, slept for seven days, and after waking up, he had not checked his own situation, and had been tortured by the dragon soul about the events of the day, Yang Tianhao could only honestly confess in the face of his wolf-like teammates.
said that he didn't know anything, but at that time, he rose up to kill and re-energized the comprehension of the first battle in Demon Rock City, and he always felt as if he couldn't die, and he couldn't control his madness.
"Boy, why wasn't he beheaded at that time? It's better to confess, look at the tiger chair designed by this instructor!" Yatar recovered, holding a drawing and threatening fiercely, holding his moxican hairstyle in one hand, thinking that it was very intimidating.
Yang Tianhao glanced at the combination of lines on the drawing that could not be seen at all, and said suspiciously: "What is this? Why doesn't it look like the instructor's handwriting, I tell you, I have seen the instructor's real work in the south at that time, and you can't fool me." β
Wen Yiming on the side laughed, Ameng's old face turned red, snatched the drawings and put them in the ring, coughed lightly, pushed away the Eight Tartars, and said solemnly: "Yang Tianhao, this is your masterpiece Meng Ge and me, and I don't blame you for not seeing the essence of it, well, say! Hugh wants to change the topic, as dragon souls, we have been trained in professional torture." β
Yang Tianhao didn't play sloppy anymore, and recalled: "It's not a secret, the moment Ao Ji broke out, I thought I was dead, but deep down I still believed that I would not die, I felt that the madness in the body was not caused by emotions, but a magical power, when I was closest to death, I suddenly broke out, and the madness suddenly plummeted, and at the moment of escaping from death, I understood that it was a martial art inspired by madness." β
"What martial arts?" everyone was curious.
"Half a life!" Yang Tianhao tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he was very dissatisfied with the name.