Chapter 383, Hurricane (5)

Listening to the cold voice of the ghost king, Mu Qiaoyun almost forgot about his horror, and looked at Di Cheng in a daze, a complex and strange emotion grew in his heart. (.) She didn't know what the meaning of the words of the man in black meant, but she could guess a little...... Qin Yun is not called 'Qin Yun', nor is he a killer, nor is he Yang Yu's fiancé, but a person with an extremely special identity, so special that he can't imagine it.

"Again, I appreciate you, but I have to get rid of you. Di Cheng ......" The ghost king closed his eyes, and his voice was a little low: "In a battle tonight, if you die in battle, I will bury you." If you can live again, my ghost king swears that from now on, I will never set foot in China for half a step. This is the last battle between you and me, and I hope there are no regrets! ”

"I can't remember who you are, but I'm sure ...... You're a warrior! A true warrior! ”

"Qin Yun, don't listen to his nonsense, he's lying to you!" Yang Yu didn't want to give up, and grabbed Di Cheng's hand hard.

"I know, I'm not Qin Yun, nor is I your fiancé. But thank you, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have recovered so quickly. Di Cheng showed a faint smile, and tore off his mask despite Yang Yu's resistance, revealing his true face.

"Yang family, this farce is over here!!" At the same moment, a violent roar sounded from the roof behind, and before everyone could raise their heads to look, a majestic and tall figure jumped into the venue, followed by a dense cracking sound on the roof, and in the debris falling, the long-dormant Tianmen generals all jumped to the venue.

The bang bang on the ground sounded all over the place, so that the people who were hugging their heads and shrunk in the corner were dumbfounded, and subconsciously often the roof was more than three meters high, and then looked at the hard ground under their feet, the corners of their eyes twitched fiercely, who are these people? Is it evolving, or is it acting in a movie?

The Heavenly Gate generals stood still, standing tall and solemn, their fiery eyes fixed on Di Cheng. Looking at the familiar faces and feeling the familiar breath, the eyes of Yang Jing and the others couldn't help but be a little moist, and a long-lost fiery heat rolled in the chest, and after a while, they took a deep breath, and hundreds of generals knelt on one knee and roared: "Waiting for Brother Cheng to return to Tianmen!" ”

Di Cheng looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, feeling the awe from the heart, as if fused with the memory fragments in his mind, and the long-lost sense of security and belonging made his fighting spirit hot again. This is the Gate of Heaven? This is his own brother?

The people of the Wei family had lost the ability to think, and looked fixedly at the corpses all over the ground, the wild slashing, and the mysterious people who appeared one after another, an unprecedented coldness was devouring their bodies. There's only one word that keeps running through my head...... Finished...... Finished......

At this time, a deafening roar and roar sounded from behind, and the hurricane-like 'sweep' of Dahan, Sadre and Solo swept over, both in shock and wild momentum, bringing a strong shock to the frightened people, and for a while, the sound of inhalation became the clearest sound in the venue.

Someone even whispered, "I'm a, World of Warcraft?!" ”

"Clean up the trash before you go home!" Emperor Xi Yuhuang ripped off the blood-colored coat, wearing only coarse cloth shorts all over his body, and the exposed muscles were like steel poured, although it was not exaggerated, but there was a shocking sense of fierceness, and it was not only his cold eyes that were different from before, but also his weapons...... Pitch black tungsten gold claws!!

Just like when he was in Chixiang Prison, he relied on these hands when he shook Yang Jing! After six or seven years of silence and six or seven years of convergence, the claw weapon that was quietly built was finally put on his hand tonight, and it was destined to win its glory with the recovery of Emperor Xi Yu.

"This is the real banquet, the head of the Yang family, look at it!" Yang Jing's scarlet eyes glanced at Yang Yi, whose face was gloomy, and a roar shook the audience, and his sturdy body ran wildly, stepping ten times in a row, and his speed soared to the extreme, with a wild stamping on the ground, the galloping body churned up, and the tungsten gold stick rotated fiercely, smashing out the terrifying energy of the landslide and cracking, and directly took the ghost master green bat who was fighting fiercely in front of him!

Like an enraged lion, Yang Jing's momentum was amazingly strong and astonishingly fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared beside the green bat, and the whistling tungsten gold stick smashed like a hurricane.

Feeling the piercing energy behind him, the green bat's face changed greatly, he couldn't care about continuing to entangle with the Yang family's bodyguards, and tried his best to step violently, what he was good at was speed and reaction, and the dodge at this moment lived up to his name! But even so...... The whistling tungsten rod still swept across his back, and the frenzied momentum smashed his ass into blood.

Rumble!! The tungsten gold stick was castrated, slamming on the concrete floor, and the wild force suddenly stirred up debris all over the ground, because the force was too strong, the debris was almost like a bullet fired angrily, and it shot fiercely in all directions, beating the bodies of four or five people on the spot, causing a burst of miserable screams.

At the same moment when Yang Jing made his move, the always cold Xi Yuhuang actually chose to make a move, like a falcon with wings, bringing out the remnants of the Dao, crossing the ground and rushing into the battlefield, locking the ghost lord Lingling in the chaos. At the moment when it was approaching, Xi Yuhuang's speed soared sharply, and the tungsten gold claws tore through the air, bringing out a shocking arc that took Lingling's head directly!

Lingling frowned, her footsteps quickly moved the ground, and she dodged with all her strength with her light and agile body. In the face of Xi Yuhuang's full outburst, her strength was only a gold intermediary, and she narrowly dodged away, her rich combat experience, her reaction at critical moments, and the strange speed of her body had to make people sigh.

However......

"Die!!" A sharp roar exploded on the tip of his tongue, and Emperor Xi Yu unexpectedly appeared on the trajectory of Lingling's escape, and the sharp claws of the impact brought out the whirling energy of the Dao Dao, and in an instant...... Hit Lingling in the back. The claws were hard, ruthless, shattering bones and flesh and piercing the entire ribcage. When the claws poked out of Lingling's chest, the blood-red claws still grabbed the beating heart.

Lingling's body stiffened, and Yuan's eyes were full of incredulity, wanting to lower her head to see what was happening, but her tattered chest was like a pumping machine sucking her strength and life.

Lingling, the ghost master of the Grim Reaper's left hand, died in battle tonight!

Xi Yuhuang shook his right hand, his heart cracked, and blood splattered. And his face was filled with a hideousness and coldness that he had never seen before, as well as a heart-stopping killing intent. The evil eyes swept over the faces of each Heavenly Gate general, and an icy slag-like voice floated through the silent venue: "Eight Heavenly Gates, hold your steel knives tightly and use the blood of your enemies...... Clear the way home for Brother Cheng! ”

A restless heat surged in his chest, and the generals of the Eight Heavenly Gates such as Xiao Feng and Leng Feixue took a deep breath, their eyes were frenzied. After a short silence, Mu Ran roared: "Use the blood of the enemy to clear the way home for Brother Cheng." The Eight Gates of Heaven...... War!! ”

Yi Tingxuan and the others dodged in their eyes and said in horror, obviously they didn't expect that Emperor Xi Yu would have such a manic side, maybe they were used to seeing his calmness, but at this moment, they suddenly erupted into extreme horror, and their momentum actually showed signs of overpowering Yang Jing. The first god of Tianmen, worthy of his name!

"Eight people, the banquet begins!" Yang Jing looked at Emperor Xi Yu, his scarlet eyes burst out with intense heat, and after a roar, his momentum rose again, and he danced a tungsten gold stick to attack and kill all the members of the left hand of the god of death. Maybe it's to compete with Emperor Xi Yu, or maybe it's to vent the resentment of the Kyushu Island fiasco, at this moment he is like a crazy bull, and his momentum is amazing.

"Clear the way home for Brother Cheng!" All the Heavenly Gate tribes roared in unison, and they were aroused by the pride in their hearts by Xi Yuhuang's words, and they broke out one after another, like a wave swept by a hurricane, and slammed into the left hand of the god of death.

The zombie's gaze was solemn, and suddenly he found ...... Every time you fight with Tianmen, you will have a different feeling, and every time there will be a new shock, is the growth rate of this group of beasts too fast??!!

These homes are horrible!!

The zombie no longer hesitated, clasped the corners of his mouth, and let out a sharp whistle! As the sound was transmitted, there was a sudden noisy and chaotic noise outside the battle circle, and it didn't take long for a white figure to rush in, like white lightning across the ground, with an astonishing speed and momentum.

In the frightened gaze of Dao Dao, in a beast-like roar, the figure that rushed wildly stepped on the rockery, rotated seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air, and threw a shocking arc to fall into the venue. At the moment of landing, the whole person spun and smashed like a hurricane, and all the people within five meters of the surrounding area were injured, including the Heavenly Gate, including the bodyguard, and the left hand of the Grim Reaper.