Chapter 339, Di Cheng's Difficulty, Death Coffin (14)
Fang Zhongshou and Yaya attacked with all their might, black and white impermanence is no longer retained, the two heavenly ghosts, facing the strongest poison in Miao Jiang, none of the four is simple, the heart is vicious, crazy and evil, and they all have their own nirvana skills, tonight's battle is destined to be fierce, and one party is destined to pay a painful price. (.)
Although more than half of the ninja troops died tragically when they faced Fang Zhongshou and Yaya, how long they were able to hold on to the attack of the two ghosts for ten minutes is enough to show that their strength is not bad, and in the face of the entanglement and blocking of ten guards, they burst out with super slamming energy. Rolling each other, fighting back with each other, colliding with each other, a tragic fight of equal strength, a collision between the earth list and the sky list, in a crazy and manic atmosphere to the peak!
Even Meiyan was tightly trapped in place by the opponent, whether it was a zombie or a green bat, it could be said that he struggled out of the pile of dead, and his combat experience was no less than that of some quasi-level emperors, and his personal strength was beyond doubt, otherwise he would not be the strongest ghost master on the left hand of the god of death, and with the assistance of Bai Qiao, a Skynet monster, his strength was extremely strong. Coupled with Meiyan's concern for Di Cheng in her heart, anxiety and irritability gradually made this ghost who was known for his calmness among the generals of Tianmen lose his proportions, from the beginning of the counterattack, sudden killing, to the stalemate in the middle stage, and then to the present...... She actually began to fall into passivity. If it weren't for Snow Lion's help, maybe there would be an even greater crisis.
Sha Lang hugged Di Cheng tightly and ran wildly, and the proud assault broke out with all his might, but ...... Di Cheng looks thin, but the muscles of his whole body are extremely strong, as if he is compressed to the extreme strength, and his actual weight is one hundred and eighteen! At this moment, he fell into a coma, unconscious, and all the weight was placed on Shalang's two arms. In normal times, Sha Lang is confident that he can easily shake up an object of 180 pounds, but "throwing up" and "holding" are completely two concepts. Let alone...... Mrs. Black's kick almost killed him, and his chest and abdominal organs were almost misaligned, coupled with the help of his body and rhizome rubble when he fell to the ground, causing him to suffer serious internal injuries.
In addition, the previous fierce fight with the zombies in the depths of the dense forest also left him with seven or eight wounds, and the dripping of blood sucked his physical strength and consciousness like a straw.
The once evil heart flea has been scarred like this.
"Ahh Shalang kept roaring, not to frighten anyone, but to cheer himself up through this beastly roar, to force himself not to stop, not to give up, to accelerate, to accelerate, to accelerate!!
At this moment, Sha Lang can be said to be supporting his physical fitness and commanding his legs with full perseverance, constantly squeezing his potential, stimulating his potential, and overdrawing his physical strength.
The consciousness no longer belongs to him, and there is a kind of situation where a person is about to die and return to the light, and it is very likely that he will just run and keep running until his heart can no longer support it...... The moment of sudden death!
But...... It doesn't matter anymore, as long as Di Cheng can be sent to a safe place, he ...... Die without regrets!
Sha Lang ran wildly, overdrawing his physical strength with his life in the depths of the woodland, consuming his life with his physical strength, and there was only one thought in the depths of his consciousness, save Brother Cheng!
In the rear, the fierce battle between Fang Zhongshou and the others entered a white-hot state, and the supernatural strength of black and white impermanence exploded with all their might, and gradually began to suppress Fang Zhongshou and Yaya, especially after their fingertips cut through the skin of the two, bursts of fainting and weakness began to wrap around Fang Zhongshou and Yaya like ropes, forcing them to be passive step by step.
Poison??!! Poisoning!! Although black and white impermanence does not know body poison, as the two major poisons of Miao Jiang, they have grown up in poison immersion since they were children, and they have a terrible ability to use poison that is not weaker than body poison. Although Fang Zhongshou and Yaya are strong, without knowing it, seemingly inconsequential small wounds become mortal threats.
Ten minutes later.
Bang! Fang Zhongshou staggered, slammed his knees, and commanded the anatomist of the storm and the black list...... Fell silently. Yaya never got up after being shaken back by the black old lady, lying on the ground weakly, her delicate body twitched slightly, her hideous face returned to calm, and her pupils were ...... I don't know when it started...... Zoom in slowly!
Black and white impermanence didn't bother anymore, and picked up the coffin again to continue to pursue Di Cheng! This time, there will never be anyone again!
In the rear, the fierce battle between Chen Zun and Shen Aoming, the fierce battle between Yuwen Huangxue and the Ghost King, the fierce battle between the Imperial Soul Clan and the left hand of the Grim Reaper, the collision between the Eight Divisions, the Black Dragon and the Seventeen Ninja Sects, and even the assassination of Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang by Nakamura Yuze began to enter the final stage.
It can be said that tonight's battle was full of tragedy from beginning to end, filled with sadness and tragedy. Blood is spraying, life is wailing, and this unit, which has been carefully selected from within the Eight Ministries, is undergoing the greatest test since its establishment.
Death...... One after another! Pathos emerges one after another!
Madness, barbarism, mania, outlaw, all of them are vulnerable under the huge disparity in numbers, and the cruel sky will not produce any mercy, and at this moment they are quietly watching the people of the Heavenly Gate move towards destruction.
Even if the Imperial Soul Clan and the Black Dragon will do their best to help, they ...... After more than 20 minutes of entanglement and stalemate, the numerical advantage of the Seventeen Ninja Sect, the Left Hand of the Grim Reaper, and the Yakuza troops began to be gradually magnified, not to mention that their strength was not weak at all.
The long-awaited round-up is in its final stages.
The only thing to be thankful for is that Chen Zun showed a rare madness, did not retreat halfway because of losses and casualties, Yuwen Huangxue did not give the order to retreat, his resolute expression, strong attack, and unreserved outburst of strength all showed the decision of this dormant hidden clan patriarch tonight...... It's so resolute!!
"Whew...... Whoop......"
Somewhere on the battlefield filled with blood and wails, Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang were panting heavily, staring at the front, these two manic gate gods from Tianmen were covered in blood at the moment, their clothes were already in tatters, as if they had been swept by a storm of blades, and they were slowly full of knife marks, as for their bodies...... It was also covered with wounds, and the threads kept oozing outward from the dense wounds, and the strong body trembled uncontrollably from pain and weakness.
Boasting that their power is endless, they are reaching their limit!
The eyes of the two stubborn men were full of anger, and they also had a horror that could not be concealed. Ten steps in front of them, a middle-aged man in a white shirt stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was indifferent, his face was calm, unlike Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang, his clothes were not stained with half a cent of dust, white as snow, and then set off his cold momentum, invisibly diffusing a palpitating chill.
Yuzawa Nakamura!
Wind Shadow Bearer, Yuzawa Nakamura!
After experiencing the unexpected changes against Di Cheng at the beginning, this calm and shrewd killer has found a coping strategy, not to entangle, only to assassinate, he has already appreciated the strength of the Tianmen Gate God, and is more aware of the madness of the two men in front of him, so from beginning to end, he is taking the strategy of assassinating after stealth, and ...... He didn't seek to kill with one hit, but relied on his assassination skills and his strange speed, and each attack only passed them, leaving only an ordinary wound.
Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang didn't notice anything unusual at first, but they thought that Nakamura Yuze's attacks were failing every time, but as time went on and the wounds increased, they finally realized Nakamura Yuze's sinister intentions, but ......
It's late! It's late!
They began to show weakness, and the frequency of Nakamura Yuzawa's assassinations began to increase, and the depth of the wounds also increased! Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang are not reckless people, they are struggling to find a strategy in fighting back and resisting, but ......
As the Buddha said in Heizhugou Shura, with the previous encounter, Nakamura Yuze is already as cunning as a fox, and no one in the world can hurt him again, even if it is an emperor-level powerhouse!
Yang Jing and Tu Qingcang tried their best to set up a large number of traps in the fierce battle, but Nakamura Yuze was calm and shrewd, and he would see through it every time, leaving wounds on their bodies every time, until now...... They're at the limit, really at the limit.
"Brother Cheng, did you escape?" Yang Jing was vicious and hideous on the surface, but a little sadness involuntarily appeared in his heart, silently asking and praying silently.