The sharp pain swept through his body, hitting his brain and nerves, and Di Cheng let out an unbearable scream again. At the same time, the Ghost King's left hand clenched into a fist and slammed into the wound on Di Cheng's chest, not in a straight line, but deliberately at some angles.

Burst!! The fist collided with the muscle, and the wound that had just been cut was immediately torn, and the flesh and bones were obviously misaligned and rubbed, almost revealing the white breastbone inside.

It's like peeling the skin and tearing the meat!

The unimaginable pain surged again, Di Cheng's body stiffened suddenly, and then shivered, his face turned pale and colorless in an instant, the bean-sized cold sweat covered his forehead, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was screaming, but no sound came out.

At this moment, he completely lost his ability to fight!

"How long can it last!" The ghost king had no mercy, and it was impossible to show mercy, and his violent right foot drew a majestic arc and bombarded Di Cheng's chin. The fierce power surged, and the jawbone was full of cracks in the click, and with the pain sweeping, Di Cheng's body trembled again, and he was thrown out in embarrassment.

"He's a liar!!" Mu Qiaoyun in the lobby suddenly screamed, and he was about to rush down when he shook off his steps.

"I'm an ancestor!! Your old man is having a convulsion?! Ah Xing hugged Mu Qiaoyun, but he felt that his posture was unsightly, so he hurriedly let go, Mu Qiaoyun couldn't stop retracting, and threw himself on the ground in embarrassment.

"Forehead......" Ah Xing grinned secretly, hurriedly went up to help Mu Qiaoyun, and stopped her hard: "This is not a competition, how can there be any cheating." ”

"Go and save Qin Yun, you go quickly." Mu Qiaoyun was so anxious that he almost lost his mind.

"Me? Save him? Ah Xing's eyes widened, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "This joke is too big, I have fine skin and tender meat, but I can't withstand that kind of toss." ”

Everyone else looked at her like a fool, save people? It's a shame that this girl can think of it!

Wei Zheng couldn't help but persuade: "Qiaoyun, stop messing around!" Save? Is the outside a place where 'people' can go? Even if you throw a Tibetan mastiff over, you can be scared! ”

Everyone thinks that it is indeed not a place where "people" can go!

As soon as the words fell, a deafening roar suddenly sounded outside, and the sound came abruptly and loudly, which scared everyone into a tremble!

At the most critical moment, the snow lion rushed wildly, and its huge body of more than three meters was like a furious cannonball in the accelerated running, and it pounced viciously at the ghost king. After all, it is a real beast, and in a state of madness, its momentum is wilder and more shocking than that of Da Han and others.

The Ghost King frowned slightly, and hurriedly dodged to the side. Burst!! The snow lion's claws grazed the Ghost King's shoulder, and the sharp edge tore through his clothes and flesh, leaving a deep bloody hole, and scarlet blood surged outward uncontrollably.

The snow lion fell to the ground with a bang, turned around, glared at the ghost king, leaned out with its claws, and raised its head to let out a deafening roar! Angry and manic, the white fur on its body stands upside down like steel needles, especially the sideburns around its neck, making it look like a heroic lion!

Di Cheng finally found a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, but the seven bloody wounds on his body, as well as the bloody chin, devoured his physical strength like a vacuum cleaner, and the severe pain stimulated the nerves to twitch for a while.

There is only one feeling that is strongest in the depths of consciousness - pain!!

It hurts so much that he almost suffocates!!

It's a bit hard to even stand! In just a few moments, the situation has reversed dramatically! From stalemate to torture! If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the snow lion, Di Cheng might have been lying on the ground by now.

The ghost king looked at the snow lion coldly, and the 'ghost fangs' slashed through the tip of his tongue, * the blood stains on it, and the thick fishy smell flowed between the tongue coatings, and the bottom of his eyes was ...... A flash of cold killing intent flashed. "Di Cheng, let your pet go, I can promise to leave it alive!"

Di Cheng was just about to speak, but there was a sharp pain like a piercing heart from the broken jaw, Rao is resolute character, and he couldn't help but let out a small moan.

"Count to three, one...... The second ......" ghost king did not have the slightest meaning of pause, his tone was not fast, but it was not slow, there was no relaxation, and the word "three" jumped out directly.

"The opportunity is given, but you don't know how to cherish it. If the old living Buddha is not convinced, you can find me a theory! "The ghost king didn't want to entangle any more at all, his strength was fully opened, and he rushed quickly, aiming at Di Cheng.

The snow lion roared angrily, let go and ran wildly, causing the ground to tremble, and after ten steps, it jumped violently, fiercely baring its fangs, probing its claws, and pounced viciously on the ghost king.

The ghost king burst out at the same time, and under the surging of power, he soared nearly three meters into the air and collided head-on with the snow lion. At the moment when the claws slapped the ghost king's body, the ghost king's tense left fist also accurately bombarded the center of the snow lion's forehead. Whether it is the snow lion slaughtering with all its strength or the ghost king's violent bombardment, the strength can be regarded as far beyond the limit of human beings.

Bang! Click!! When a man and a beast hit in the air, the stressed parts made a crisp clicking sound at the same time, and after a short period of stagnation, they tossed backwards at the same time. The snow lion's huge body slammed to the ground, and the severe pain in the head area made it unable to stand up for a while.

The ghost king staggered a little after landing, but after all, the strength and perseverance were here, and after stopping his steps, he launched another attack.

The quivering 'ghost fangs' stirred up the arc of death, and this time ...... No more interceptions!

Di Cheng forced himself to calm down, tensed his muscles as much as possible to avoid excessive blood loss, and turned around and rushed towards the chaotic crowd without hesitation. He was too seriously injured to continue the high-intensity fierce battle, but the ghost king was definitely not much better, ten percent of his strength was less than fifty percent, as long as he could fight with Yang Jing or Chen Zun, he would be able to save his life!

The ghost king guessed Di Cheng's idea for the first time, and his speed increased sharply, and he chased after him in a few sprints. The figure was running and churning, and the taut right leg drew a majestic arc, and smashed Di Cheng's back like a hammer.

Rumble!! Burst...... Scarlet blood spurted out of his mouth, and Di Cheng was like being struck by lightning, his body lost his balance and rolled out in embarrassment, crashing into the chaotic crowd. Due to the violent range of movements, the wounds on the body were severely torn, and the pain felt like an explosion, although it was only a flesh wound, but each one was deep enough to reach the bones, touching the internal organs, and the pain was no worse than splitting the muscles and bones!

"Brother Cheng??" Several members of the black warriors who were hit were about to get angry, but after seeing Di Cheng's appearance clearly, they were shocked at the same time, some hurriedly went up to help, and two of them roared angrily, and they bombarded the ghost king with iron rods!!

"Humph!!" The Ghost King snorted coldly, despite the great loss of strength, the amethyst level is definitely not something that this type can provoke. The figure was fluttering, passing by, and the ghost fangs sliced the throats of the two people like a streamer. The sharp force not only cut through the flesh, but also affected the throat bone, and blood sprayed out.

At the same time, the two ghost gangsters who were besieged by the black warriors were ruthless at the same time, and the saber in their hands rolled out a terrifying edge, breaking free from the encirclement and killing Di Cheng, and the black warriors were anxious and angry, so they could launch a counterattack.

The small battle circle instantly fell into chaos and riots, the black warriors went crazy and ruthless, and the idea of 'loyal to the lord' was infinitely amplified in their minds, ignoring life and pain, which was completely a deadly way of killing. The left hand of the god of death also did not show weakness, not to mention that in front of the ghost king, they did not dare to slack off, their strength was fully opened, and they did not keep the slightest trace.

"Groove, your grandma, fight!! Brother Cheng!! Hold me tight!! A strong man's expression was crazy and twisted, and he suddenly let out a hysterical roar, hugged Di Cheng's scarred body hard, lowered his head, stared, and tensed his muscles, like a crazy bull, and rushed inward.

The Grim Reaper's left hand tried his best to block it, the sword was raging, the short sword was slashing, the wounds were gradually dense, and the blood was splattered. But the strong man was completely open-minded, he didn't care about anything, he didn't think about anything, he just hugged Di Cheng desperately, protected Di Cheng, and tried his best to rush to the center of the battle circle.

A throbbing flowed throughout his body, Di Cheng's heart finally began to tremble, looking at the appearance of the strong man with his eyes closed and going crazy, feeling the momentum of forgetting life and death, and ...... Blood flowed, and a little wetness appeared in the corners of the eyes.

“…… Brother, put me down ......" Di Cheng's jaw trembled, and he made a weak sound, trying to struggle out of the arms of the strong man.

Can......

"Enough!! All...... It's over! The ghost king's low and angry voice suddenly sounded beside him, and the black shadow flashed, and the strong man's huge head rolled out with a pop, and the blood rushed to a height of two or three meters like a fountain.

The headless corpse maintained the momentum of impact, and still ran seven or eight steps before falling to the ground, but the sense of 'Savior' was so strong that after he died, his hands were still clutched to Di Cheng.

The ghost king's expression was cold, he glanced coldly at Di Cheng in a pool of blood, raised his right foot and stomped on his head fiercely, intending to make a half-crippled and then capture him alive!

"If you dare to drop your feet, my knife will dare to cut!" At the critical moment, a ghostly hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the ghost king's ears, and at the same moment, a blade that was obtained by Cool Sen Sen was placed on his neck.

Due to the chaos around him, noisy and noisy, it invisibly caused the perception of the ghost king