"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

After the three trumpets were fired, the Yingyiren, dressed in brocade clothes and with a high crown on his head, slowly got up, and in the cheers of many children, he walked up the ladder and walked to the high platform.

That one, more than 15 zhang high, divided into three levels of gradual smaller, the top layer also has 20 zhang long and wide, with a length of four feet and a width of half a foot of large blue strip stone full of paving. The pillars around are all white jade, finely carved with birds and beasts of all colors, the technique is simple and vigorous, the color is warm and soft, and it has a history of at least a thousand years. There are nine big flags on the stage, all three feet high, hanging a huge canvas, painting the image of lions, wolves, tigers and leopards and other fierce beasts, there are also eagles, cranes, cows and snakes and other kinds, all lifelike, eager to go down, although they know that it is a fake, looking at Russia, they can't help but be palpitating and shaking.

That is the pride of the Weishui Ying family, and that one represents the glorious years of the Weishui Ying family.

Back in the day!

Yingfeng Chen's family is declining, the princes of the world are reinstated, the four fields are revived, Kyushu is bloodstained, in the whole eighty-two years, the whole world, there is no day of war, there is no undisturbed land, all parties are strong and powerful one after another, the night is conquered, the national strength is swinging on the edge, the people are mourned by the beacon fire, the history is called the "second war", the youth of three generations of people, it is ruthlessly swallowed by this troubled world, and it is gone.

In troubled times, old heroes!

The old surname of the previous dynasty, the Quartet Festival, the country and the family, you have been fighting for me for decades, you know, everything is like a dream, everything is a dream!

In the troubled times, the new overlord has grown up, and when the vast majority of people have not yet woken up, the black dragon that swallows the sky has flown up from the shore of Weishui, and the dragon's mouth is bloody, devouring the world!

Emperor Xingxiong, from the grass, grew up in the army, originally just a small commander of the imperial army, he gradually grew up in countless bloody battles, gradually enlightened, and finally, with his "dragon power" and "tenth level" that money, he ended this troubled world, reunified the country, and himself, in countless legendary battles, was remembered, praised by others, and became one of the legendary "strongest" in the history of Great Xia.

… At that time, it was the highest peak of the Weishui Ying family, and because the peak was too steep and too difficult to look at or ignore, the Weishui Ying family could always get a certain amount of respect and status for thousands of years, and could always live in the second or third order of the game of "benefit distribution" with peace of mind.

This station is called "the world", it is made when Emperor Xingxiong dominates the world, when he is in a universe, he takes the stage to tell the sky, the stage is crawling all over the ground, all the old nobles, the Quartet is strong, but they all bow to the feet of a person, dare not look up, it is the first emperor of the Taizheng Dynasty to create the country, Emperor Xuanyuan, has never had such a domineering, so beautiful!

Back in the day!

Silently thinking about the past, Yingyiren slowly raised the level, his steps were light and steady, and there was no ancestral tyrant.

Behind him, footsteps sounded, and Ying Yiren knew that it was his uncle and younger brother, "Baiwu" Yingmu and "Chiwu" Yinghuayang. Later, it is his only son, and there is no heroic style of honorific title for the time being.

"For the time being" has not been banned.

When he thought of this, the corners of Ying Yiren's angry mouth also moved slightly, and a smile appeared.

"For the time being", the word that had to be used because of an old mistake, will soon be over...

Thinking silently, he has gradually stepped to the top of the stage, at a glance, you can see the thousands of miles of Pingchuan in front of the stage, more than 3,000 years ago, the proud Yingjia Iron Cavalry, is from here to raise the flag, to slaughter the Quartet forces one by one.

There is no trace of anyone, "he", has not returned.

As before, "he" is still so rude and so annoying, but this time, Ying Yiren can completely suppress his "displeasure" and despise his latest "presumptuousness".

Because, in the hearts of Ying Yiren, this is the last time "he" is presumptuous...

When all four of them walked up to the stage, when Ying Yiren smiled and waved, accepted the cheers of many Ying family children in the audience, and announced the start of the Weishui Ying family's annual annual "Sacrifice to the Heavens", although the descendants in the front row had already understood that there was no accident, but among those distant brothers in the distant house, the whispers of surprise began to whisper.

"How so?"

"According to the ancestral legacy, isn't it only the 'top four martial artists' who are qualified to take the stage to receive gifts? Brother Feng, he has no name and no share, how..."

"But, today, I really didn't see Brother Zheng?"

"Could it be that something happened...?"

The last question made everyone fall into silence, a kind of intellectual silence.

Just some lower-level children, they have no qualifications and no strength to interfere in the power struggle of those family cores, all they can do is "doubt", "discuss", and then "silence" and "acceptance".

(… Everything was as expected. )

Glancing coldly below, deliberately making Yingfeng stand in a position where the light is the best and the most eye-catching except for himself, Yingyi people have believed that at this moment, their goal has been achieved, and many of the children of the Ying family below have used their "silence" to express their position, saying that they have chosen to obey and obey the "any result" that they will be forced to accept...

Now, the Yingyi people have believed that even if "he" returns, it is useless, and "he", who does not have any support among the people, will be exiled after his merits, and that will be the only fate that "he" can get...

Although the winter is deep, the day is clear, the wind moves slightly, and the face is not cold, it is really a good day to kill people and see blood, in order to recommend Haotian. Smiling, Ying Yiren thought.

Until, he saw the man.

Heiwu, Yingzheng.

Obviously, there was no sign before, but he suddenly appeared on the periphery of the crowd, holding his hands, wearing a coat on his shoulders, coldly, he walked into the crowd step by step, and everywhere he went, it was like a tiger passing through the city, and without saying anything, he had already made the children in front of him and on both sides change color and avoid. Even when he walked to the bottom of the stage, walking among the most trusted and respected disciples of the Ying Yiren, he was still like this.

Without any resistance, he walked lightly and coldly to the stage.

Raising his head, he looked up at the Invert.

The moment the four eyes met, the Ying Yiren suddenly hallucinated, and it was not a human body that was staring at him coldly below, but a bloodthirsty fierce dragon that was hovering his head and waiting to soar into the sky!

Offstage, Taichung, all heavily armored soldiers, holding on to the defense, but, like those children below, they avoided in the shrinkage, and did not create any trouble to let "him" climb to the top of the stage.

When the tall and oppressive body slowly appeared on the stage, Ying Yiren suddenly woke up!

Originally, I wanted to pretend that nothing happened, and cover up my mind with smiles and words to induce Ying Zheng to attack first, so that the children below could better accept the changes below, but when they came into contact with Ying Zheng's eyes that seemed to be sarcastic at close range, Ying Yiren's back suddenly sweated like pulp!

(Show your teeth, stop acting, that thing is a "human" play, a "beast", it's better not to do this...)

As soon as the thought was shocked, Ying Yiren took a long breath, his body suddenly straightened, and he shook forward, blocking in front of Ying Zheng.

"You're late."

Looking at him straight, his eyes were full of "ridicule" and other things that Yingyi people couldn't decipher for the time being, the corners of Yingzheng's mouth twitched, and said, "Yes, I'm late." ”

looked leisurely, but the clothes all over his body were no longer blowing up, and Ying Yiren said in a fixed voice: "Such a big gift, you should be punished for being late!" ”

Ying Zheng said coldly: "Be punished." ”

Ying Yiren said sharply: "In addition to your 'black martial arts' position, can you have any objections?!" In the sound of questioning, the strength of the body has been raised to the highest, and the three people behind him, Ying Mu, Ying Huayang, and Ying Feng, are also on guard, and the fighting spirit is stored to the peak, only Ying Zheng has a "no" word exit, and the four of them will work together to capture him first!

Thinking of that, with a weird smile, Ying Zheng actually said, "Okay." Suddenly the killing intent of the four people who were already like arrows on the string was stopped!

Throwing out the word "good", he no longer paid attention to the expressions of the four, Yingzheng took a few steps forward, squeezed through the four, walked straight to the edge of the platform before stopping, turned around, and said: "As you said, violation of etiquette should be punished, from this moment on, the number of black martial arts has nothing to do with Yingzheng." After a pause, he sneered again: "Wind, congratulations." ”

But Ying Yiren is in the mood to talk nonsense with him? Xin said: "Is this kid advancing by retreating, and wants to protect his retreat?" But no matter what, he can't be allowed to leave alive today, otherwise, Feng'er will be in endless trouble in the future! ”

In a flash, he seemed to have seen that in the intertwining of blood and fire, Yingzheng, who was like a beast beating a man, laughed forward, tore Ying Feng alive, lifted the corpse, raised his head to catch the splashed blood, thunder and lightning bombarded, but he couldn't hit him in the end, only a big blood character behind him was vividly reflected.

"Beast!"

was in a hurry to find an excuse to arrest him, when he suddenly heard Yingzheng laugh and ask, "Are you looking for an excuse?" Ying Yiren might as well ask him suddenly, and said casually: "Yes..."

"Hmph..."

Sneering, Ying Zheng seemed to disdain to look at him, so he simply turned around, lazily glanced at the many unknown situations below, and even dared not show the Ying family's children who were just watching from the sidelines, and said calmly: "Therefore, you can't comprehend the true meaning of my Ying family's martial arts." ”

Ying Yiren was moved and said angrily: "What did you say?!" ”

Ying Zheng turned around suddenly, his eyes widened like bells, staring straight into the deepest part of Ying Yiren's eyes, and said, "I say, you can't understand the true meaning of my Ying family's martial arts!" ”

"For beasts, if you are hungry, you will be killed, if you are angry, if you touch, you will be killed, how can you need a reason?!"

"At both ends of the first rat, the words are the thing, is it the true meaning of the 'beast god formula' left by the ancestors of Xingxiong?!"

In the angry voice, the children in the audience were shocked, and the Ying Yiren even had to stand upside down, hissing: "What did you say?!" ”

Ying Zheng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "What did I say?!" What I say is the truth, the truth that has been interrupted in my Ying family for three thousand years, the only truth that can revive my Ying family, and the truth that you poor worm will not be able to comprehend in your life! ”

"I'm talking about the 'Way of the Beast'!"

The sound of wild laughter, like a winter thunderstorm, shattered all the plans and strategies that Ying Yiren had predicted in his heart, and he was dumbfounded, for the first time in his life, he couldn't say anything in the face of a crisis!

"You... You..."

In the trance, Yingyi actually saw the illusion again, in the illusion, Yingzheng turned into a beast, high on the palace built by tens of thousands of corpses, indulged in feasting, eating and drinking, but it was all human flesh and blood!

"Roar!"

In the confusion, Ying Yiren suddenly heard the roar of the awakening lion, and immediately shook his consciousness back to consciousness, and immediately calmed his mind and said in a low voice: "Thank you." Behind him, the white-haired "Bai Wu" Yingmu said in a deep voice: "Be careful not to teach him to plot." ”

Ying Zhengyu looked at everyone and sneered: "Plot? Suddenly he laughed and said, "Come along!" ”

"Ten moves, I only use ten moves, if ten moves don't kill you, I'll kill myself on the spot!"

In the long laughter, Yinghuayang Yingfeng changed color together, and lost his voice: "Seriously..."The words were still unfinished, and they had been truncated by Yingyiren's words, and his voice was as sharp as a knife "That's good!" ”

The word "good" came out, and both sides suddenly lost any movement, and their bodies were condensed, like clay wood carvings.

The hunt of beasts must first hide, standby, and start a thunderous fight.

Ying Yiren was on guard, and he was still thinking in his heart: "Uncle Mu and I have both advanced to the eighth layer of primary cultivation, Huayang is barely strong, and it can be regarded as half a foot stepping into the eighth layer realm, Feng'er is the weakest, but he also has the strength of the seventh level peak, when the little thief Yue went to Qinzhou, he was only in the seventh level realm, in just a few months, what great chance could he have, dare to fight four?" Carefully probing the depth of Yingzheng, although he didn't feel any kind of strong power, he was finally used to being cautious, and he didn't dare to make a mistake, but he wondered in his heart: "Obviously there is no great power, how can the momentum be so strong?" ”

In the silence, Ying Zheng suddenly backhanded, tore his clothes in half from his chest, revealing a chest like iron, looking up to the sky and howling, like a lone wolf.

"Pick me up, first wolf!"

In the long howl, Yingzheng's body moved, and countless hungry wolf images suddenly appeared on his side, like predatory wolves, pounced on everyone, although it was a blow to the crowd, but in the first move, there was a reversal of the host and guest!

But Ying Yiren and others have also practiced the Beast God Technique for many years, how can they be afraid of him? In the roar, Yingyiren counterattacked with the "Purgatory Dark Leopard", Yinghuayang used the "Extreme North Bear Tyrant" to resist the enemy, and the wolves in the future were blocked, Yingmu was the most spicy, and also made the "Desert Wolf" style, which gently resolved Yingzheng's offensive, but Yingfeng was the strongest, and tore the blue wolf to pieces with a "hungry tiger of the underworld".

(Oops!) )

Surprised that it was too late, to deal with the first wave of wolves with all his might, Ying Yiren's reaction had been slowed down, and before he was able to turn over and rush to help, the murderous Ying Zheng, who was impatient to wait, took the initiative to attack and pounced on Ying Feng.

"I'll fight with you, pick me up, the second tiger trick!"

The tiger roared in the valley, and many of the children of Ziying below were shocked, and they covered their ears one after another, Yingzheng's mind moved, and the soul tiger summoned by Yingfeng was already more hungry than the tiger summoned by Yingfeng, only one of them took a look at the face, and the tiger shape of Yingfeng was torn to pieces, and the remaining momentum was not weakened, and even the Yingfeng who changed color and retreated quickly called out the "six bull kings" who were protective of the body, and broke it from the middle, and caught up, and it was about to split Yingfeng's corpse under his claws!

(Humph!) )

In a fit of rage, Ying Yiren stopped his body and slammed his fists into the ground. Although he was more than ten steps away from the two of them at this time, when his fists touched the ground, several huge stones in front of Ying Feng suddenly shattered, rushing up, and the broken stones gathered but not chaotic, condensed into a fierce lion shape, and slammed the soul tiger down. At the same time, Yingmu Yinghuayang and the two have been outflanked by Yingzheng on the left and right, one is a hungry tiger, the other is a dark leopard, and the murderous spirit is fierce, and there is no room at all.

There is a lion in front of the break, and a tiger and leopard in the back, although Yingzheng is ruthless, he finally suffers a loss in the third move with one enemy and four, and has fallen into the realm of being "besieged".

Those who are trapped in beasts cannot advance or retreat, and they are all enemies.

"The Third Bear!"

Hissing howl, that day had been hard to take down the thunder of the "thunder cannon" stunt reappeared in front of the eyes, nearly three feet high giant bear appeared outside Yingzheng's body, he was protected into the abdomen, although the tiger and leopard pounced fiercely, but only left two long wounds on the bear's body, could not be broken, but the front by the British stranger remotely, by the gravel condensed by the "swallowing city golden lion", although the bear paw hugged the lion's head flattened, the two lion claws still probed into the bear's belly, and tore it apart. Revealing Yingzheng's true body.

"Desert Wolf!"

The shock was finally settled, Ying Feng had already reorganized his strength, and he wanted to seize the opportunity created by his elders and the three of them to hit Ying Zheng hard, and sure enough, Ying Zheng and the other three people restrained him from front to back, Ying Zheng seemed to be distracted, and he couldn't rebuild his defense, and was pounced on by the blue wolf, and he flew backwards with his whole person, and blood spilled from his mouth, but he also took advantage of this to retreat, and swept through the attack between Ying Mu and Ying Huayang.

"Hmph."

Snorting coldly, Ying Yiren would not miss the opportunity to beat the water dog, so he pounced on it first, and shouted in his mouth: "Out of the image!" Ying Huayang and the others have already intended to attack, and the four of them are as one, using the "Qinglian White Elephant", at a glance, they saw the four behemoths * raising their noses and rushing forward, and they were overwhelming. Fang has only fought several times, and Ying Yiren already knows that although Ying Zheng is ruthless, his reaction is extremely fast, and his luck method is also wonderful, but his strength has not yet broken through to the eighth level, like this, four people side by side, facing the enemy with overwhelming strength, it should be the most effective tactic.

wiped the blood foam from the corners of his mouth with his backhand, stared at the four giant elephants rushing side by side, Ying Zheng smiled cruelly: "It's good, I'll teach you to know what the king of beasts is!" ”

"The fourth lion trick, break it for me!"

With a roar, the golden light on Yingzheng's body burst out, revealing the image of a sky-swallowing lion beast, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, counterattacking into the elephant herd. In just an instant, most of the lion beast's body had been trampled into flesh by the giant elephant, but the Ying Yiren, the head of the four, was also killed by the remnant lion head and devoured his right arm, and was forced out of the elephant's body!

"I'm fine, kill the thief first!"

The right arm is bent in front of the chest, and the left hand is held to the wrist to help, although the force of the lion's head is almost shocked, Ying Yiren knows that he will never have any danger, Ying Mu and the others also understand, and do not turn around to look, still attack Ying Zheng from both sides, only Ying Feng father and son care, slowing down their body shape, wanting to turn back.

(Oops...)

His complexion changed, and Ying Zheng was already as expected by Ying Yiren, his body was suddenly illusory, and he ignored the two Yingmu Yinghua Yang who were attacked by the wings, and rushed forward, and the whole person was like a huge red crane, rushing straight to the heroic wind who had already galloped into battle. In a long laugh, I could only hear him say aloud: "Fifth Crane Jue!" ”

("Bloody Danhe", how could he use it so quickly?) )

If you talk about the speed of the body, "Bloody Danhe" is the fastest of the nine beast gods, Yingzheng doesn't know how to add changes, a shot is like electricity, it can be squeezed from the two elephants, the two almost collided, and had to be strangled in a hurry, and all of them were secretly horrified.

Originally, the three of them entered together, although Yingzheng avoided this blow, but he finally sold the two of them behind his back, as long as Yingfeng could stop him, Yingmu and the others came to the tail, and he couldn't help but be bad, but Yingzheng's face didn't mean to worry at all, but there was a cruel and contemptuous smile.

(Get out of the way, boy, I know, you didn't plant it...)

"Yikes!"

Mixed with frightened and cowardly screams, Yingfeng finally did not dare to use his elephant body to meet Yingzheng's crane beak head-on, and when he was about to touch head-on, he dodged and moved away, but he did not let go in vain, taking advantage of the side attack, the elephant's trunk twitched, and almost broke Yingzheng's leg.

Fang Cai Yingzheng had almost seriously injured Yingfeng in his second move, and that kind of "rush" and "strength" had already influenced Yingfeng's thoughts, so that at this moment, he was overwhelmed by his own "timidity", to be satisfied with a little bit of gain and make that major mistake.

Half a move to shock the heroic wind, Yingzheng is still undecided, and it is actually a British stranger who has just shattered the lion's head and returned from the stage!

(This...)

Unexpectedly, Yingzheng would come so fast, Yingyiren hurriedly deployed, with the "six cow kings" to catch Yingzheng's crane trick, only to hear the sudden earthquake, the shape of the cow and crane collapsed together, Yingyiren stepped on the table with both feet, fell into the stone, but still couldn't stop the momentum of retreat, slid to ten steps away, the body stopped, the ground had already been ploughed out by his feet out of two deep three or four fingers of stone ditch. Yingzheng was also not happy, he was lifted up by the force of the shock and flew four or five feet high, but he changed his move very quickly, only inhaled, turned over in the air, and said angrily: "Come again!" ”

"Sixth Eagle Trick, Kill!"

In the sound of killing, Yingzheng turned into an iron-winged goshawk and swooped down, which was so strong and ruthless that it made Yingyiren's heart palpitate and retreat quickly.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the originally flat and solid table was blasted out of a big pit half a foot deep by Yingzheng's life, and in the rubble flying, Yingyiren had already retreated to the periphery, still feeling uneasy, and he jumped into the air before he was settled, and he was secretly angry in his heart: "This kid, how can he have such power?" But he refused to give up his momentum, and shouted: "I will fight with you to fight eagles!" He stepped on the gravel and pulled his body to a height of several zhang, stretched out his arms, and carried the "Earth-Breaking Sky Eagle" in the beast god trick, and swept down like a hero.

Half-crouching at the bottom of the pit, Ying Zheng did not move immediately until the shadow swept across his forehead, and he raised his head to look at the Ying Yiren who was rushing down.

"Good time."

With his movements, the nine huge paintings on the high hanging platform were windless and automatic, twisted like a rope and then broken off from the flag, swept through the air, and blocked the Yingyi eagle like a big net.

"The seventh elephant trick, hanging."

In a frenzied state, Ying Zheng coldly spit out the name of the seventh move, only to see that the nine ropes shook sharply, and the four long ropes attacked Ying Mu and the other three, blocking them, and the remaining five twisted into one, wrapped around Ying Yiren like an elephant's trunk, trapping him in the air and unable to move.

(… Not good. )

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ying Mu and the other three naturally came to the aid with all their might, but the four canvases were under Ying Zheng's control, sharp as long teeth, fierce as giant hooves, and as fast as elephant trunks.

(It's just a moment's work, alien, he shouldn't be fine?) )

With a long breath, Yingzheng's legs tensed suddenly, and then he stomped on the ground, and at the same time that the ground was cracked, he had already jumped up and pounced on the Yingyi who had just broken some of the "elephant rope" on his body. In the process of galloping, there was black qi rippling on his side, forming six cow shapes, which were extremely powerful.

"The eighth cow trick, suddenly!"

It's too late, it's fast, when Ying Yiren is in a hurry, and the pieces of the "elephant rope" are broken like flying flotsam, Ying Zheng is already close to him, and all he can do is to exhale a "Extreme North Bear Ba" to protect himself as quickly as possible.

"Bump!"

Ying Zheng's ten fingers crossed into a fist, like a violent young man, he easily shattered Ying Yiren's talisman Xiongba, and hit him hard in the heart, and suddenly saw blood stained the sky!

"Daddy"

"Big brother!"

"Inhuman!"

Exclaimed, Ying Mu and the others finally broke through the haunting elephant rope, but they couldn't give Ying Zheng a real blow when they were already in chaos, and they didn't even need to change their moves.

"Ninth Leopard Trick, Devour!"

The voice suddenly turned sharp and fierce, and before Ying Mumeng realized "It's not right...", Ying Zheng turned into a black panther, jumped up, knocked the three of them away, and preemptively hit Fang Shou hard, and the Ying Yiren, who had not yet come back to his senses, restrained him, carried him, squatted on the railing, and turned his back to the more than 1,000 Ying family children below.

"You, what are you going to do?"

is sixty-four years old, Ying Mu is one of the most senior elders of the Ying family, I don't know how many dangerous winds and waves he has seen over the years, he has long been afraid of what he is, but even his voice has changed strangely.

It became sharp and piercing, and he himself did not know it. In a trance, Ying Mu only felt that the scene in front of him was not a battle between two "people". Instead, a bloodthirsty black panther was pressing its claws against the shoulders and necks of the British alien, with a long tongue like blood, and was waiting for a hurry!

Shaking his head suddenly, Yingmu drove the illusion away, but he didn't think about it, but a scene even more terrifying than the illusion appeared, making him wonder if he was still in a dream.

With both hands, the shoulders of Ying Yiren, who had been blasted to the point of shattering his sternum by the "Eighth Cow Jue" and unable to stand up, showed a strange and fiery light in Yingzheng's eyes, staring at Ying Yiren, as if staring at a beauty he had admired for a long time.

Subsequently, he bit down.

The mouth of blood was wide open, and he bit into the junction of the neck bone and collarbone of the Inhuman. Immediately after, everyone heard clearly, the sound of teeth grinding against flesh and bones, the cracking of bones being bitten and chewed, and the sound of blood in arteries being swallowed in gulps.

There is also trembling, from Ying Mu and the other three, all the children of the Ying family who can see this scene clearly in the front stage.

In the dead silence, a heart-rending voice cried in an almost inhuman tone: "Daddy! In the cry, Yingfeng fell to the ground softly, crying silently, and couldn't stop vomiting.

He's broken.

Although the performance is weak, it can't be criticized, because more than half of the more than 1,000 Ying family children in the audience are already making such actions, because even Yingmu, who should have been the calmest, should have tried to save the Ying Yiren, also stayed there, staring blankly, his mind was blank, and there was no reaction.

"Pay you back."

The mouth still did not leave the neck of the Ying Yiren, Ying Zheng said vaguely, Ying Mu still did not come back to his senses, he had already fallen with his hand, and threw the Ying Yiren over, Ying Mu was suddenly startled, and hurriedly stretched out his hands to pick it up, but he was shocked by the sight, his hands were stretched out, but he forgot to pick it up, and let the dying Ying Yiren "touch" and fall to the ground, but he seemed to be deaf, just Mu Ran looked at Ying Zheng and said in a trembling voice: "You... You..."

"How am I?"

Smirking, Yingzheng's voice was still indistinct. Because his mouth was still half full.

Sen's white bone iliac is connected by sections, the top section is bitten in Yingzheng's mouth, and the bottom hangs down to his waist, with the swing of his head, dangling like a live snake, on the other side, Yingyiren's back from neck to hips, was torn out of a bloody long wound, the flesh and blood are blurred, but the vertebrae are missing.

With the last bite, Ying Zheng had already pulled out the entire vertebrae of Ying Yiren and bit it into his mouth.

With bones hanging in his mouth, his hands open, and his body covered in blood, Ying Zheng stood on the railing, like the Demon God of World Destruction from Purgatory, although he did not have any protective actions, he had an evil spirit of looking down on the common people, which made Ying Mu and the others feel trembling and their teeth moved, and they couldn't even mention the slightest enterprising fighting spirit.

"You..."

Holding on, Ying Yiren supported the ground with his elbows and lifted his head off the ground, but he couldn't hold it up, so he could only hang his head, look at the ground, and hiss: "You... What you say, can you still count? ”

With each of his movements, the still bright red blood overflowed from the long sink-like wound on his back, divided into dozens of tiny blood springs, flowing down from both sides, dyeing his whole person and the ground under him into a ball of Zhu Yin.

"Phew."

With a flick and a spit, Ying Zheng spit out the vertebrae of Ying Yiren, fell to the bottom of the stage, and when he landed, there was a bang, which suddenly caused a burst of exclamation, and the surrounding Ying family disciples turned pale one by one, retreating backwards like a tide, and none of them dared to stand within five feet of the vertebrae.

Smiling like a beast, Ying Zheng stared at Ying Yiren, who couldn't even raise his head and could only prostrate on the ground, and said, "Doubt that I broke my promise? ”

"Who do you think I am? People? ”

Treachery and renegade are human specialties, and there is no such thing in the beast world.

Coughing up blood violently, Ying Yiren felt that his life was quickly leaving him, but he still used his decades of penance to protect his heart and said with difficulty.

"Then, the appointment of ten moves..."Before he finished speaking, he was intercepted by Yingzheng and said: "Naturally effective!" ”

As if he was already feeling impatient, Yingzheng glanced at the four of them, and continued: "Use nine out of ten moves, if the next move can't kill you, I, Yingzheng, will kill myself on the spot!" ”

(Good...)

When he finally heard what he wanted to hear the most, Ying Yiren's consciousness was relaxed, and he couldn't support it anymore, and finally fell to the ground. The corners of his mouth were still smiling.

(Uncle Mu, Huayang, Feng'er, I can do it, I've done it, and I'll leave the following to you...)

(Inhuman...)

mourned silently in his heart, but Yingmu didn't let this sadness come out. Sometimes, life and death are not the time to indulge feelings.

has completely given up on Yingfeng, and he doesn't look at him, Yingmu said in a deep voice: "Huayang, out of the bear." The two of them moved slowly, slowly moving to one place, each using their own Xuan Gong, only to see two gray giant bears coming out of thin air, blocking in front of the two, it was the "Extreme North Bear Ba" who was the best at defending among the nine beast gods.

Completely ignoring the two, Ying Zheng slowly turned around on the railing, squinted, and looked at the group of Ying family children who had completely fallen into chaos in the audience, as well as the endless thousands of miles of Pingchuan in front of him, and said calmly: "Good scenery." ”

Fang turned around, looked at Ying Mu, and said slowly, "Uncle." ”

"You know, I kind of regret it."

Ying Mu sneered in his heart and thought, "Fang is just holding it up, do you know that you are afraid at this time?" But listening to Yingzheng said slowly: "Just now, my shot was too ruthless, in fact, in the last bite, I should have pumped his two arm bones, not his vertebrae." ”

"No matter how powerful it is, people can't hold on without a spine."

Ying Mu trembled slightly in his heart and thought, "What does he mean?" Although I couldn't hear the clue for a while, I was faintly uneasy in my heart, and I only felt as if something extremely amazing was about to happen.

Hearing Yingzheng say slowly: "He died first, and in the last move, there was one less audience." ”

"What a pity, you say, how disrespectful?"

Ying Mu said in his heart: "What is he talking about, is he crazy?" But in the end, he didn't dare to slack off, his mind turned sharply, and he just wanted to wait for how Yingzheng's last move would be made.

Yingjia's "Beast God Formula" is divided into nine styles, all of which are created based on the image of the fierce beast, and are divided into: Desert Wolf, Hungry Tiger of the Underworld, Extreme North Bear Tyrant, Golden Lion of Swallowing City, Qinglian White Elephant, Bloody Dan Crane, Ground-Breaking Sky Eagle, Six Bull Kings, Nine Tricks of Purgatory Dark Leopard, Nine Tricks of Aptitude Yingzheng, The essence of the Nine Tricks has been fully displayed, which proves that he has enough strength to use any of the tricks from the heart against the enemy.

With a sharp turn in his heart, Ying Mu bowed his body slightly, and he didn't even have the heart to attack.

(One move, one more move!) )

With his back to the two, Ying Zheng stood with his hands in his hands and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity..."

As he spoke, a pale yellow light began to appear beside him, slowly swirling, enveloping his whole body into it.

(It's... Swallowing the Golden Lion? )

Suspicious, Ying Mu didn't make any moves. It doesn't matter what kind of trick it is, if you only need to hold one move to win, there is no point in rushing to attack.

The golden light became thicker and thicker, gradually turning into a golden barrier, completely covering Yingzheng's figure, spinning, and the golden light gradually rose like a tornado, slowly pulling out into the sky.

(Isn't this a beast god trick?!) What the hell is it?! )

Suddenly, Ying Mu remembered a legend, a legend that had been circulating within the upper echelons of the Ying family for three thousand years, and a legend that had never been confirmed.

A "terrifying" legend.

When he only thought that the "legend" might become a "reality", Yingmu, who had always been as cold as a beast, was already sweating through his heavy clothes and completely lost his cool and stood up!

"You, isn't this..."

What is it? Ying Mu couldn't finish asking, these five words were the last five words in his life.

Shrouded in golden light, Yin Jian Yingzheng raised his hands high and roared to the sky, and with his movements, the golden light swirled, condensed, and formed.

When Yingzheng's hands were lowered, the shape of the golden light could be seen clearly, as if an invisible heavenly sword suddenly swept through the void, and all words were suddenly broken. All the eyes were firmly locked on three feet above Ying Zheng like iron filings.

There, the "being" that is slowly circling and floating in the air is about six zhang long, with a bull's head, raw antlers, a python body, fish scales, and long eagle claws...

All characteristics, consistent with the "legend". It is also consistent with the drawings and engravings that can be seen everywhere.

"This, this, this is a dragon, it's a dragon..."

Moaning in a low voice, Ying Huayang had completely lost the consciousness of resistance, muttered blankly, knelt down softly, and kept staring at the golden flying dragon with his eyes, unable to leave for a moment.

"Three thousand years later, since the ancestors of Xingxiong, the first descendant of the Ying family who can summon the dragon has finally appeared..."

The shock of "Long Xian" had obviously completely destroyed Ying Huayang's will, but he couldn't help muttering something that was almost inaudible, and even when the golden dragon slowly moved towards him, opening the dragon's mouth with more obvious hostility, he didn't make any moves, just stared at the dragon head with that dull gaze.

In the dead silence, only the sound of the wind whistled on the high platform, and the sound of the wind was sharp and strange, like an unbridled song accumulated over thousands of years.

In the dead silence, no one noticed that Yingmu's face had a very brief convulsion. The reason was a low whisper that even Ying Huayang couldn't hear.

"Died under the 'Tenth Dragon Formula', uncle, can you be convinced?"

"Boom."

Without any answer, Ying Mu just bent down and knelt towards the dragon's body, extremely calmly and reverently.

(Yes, we are indeed old, it's time to make way, Yingjia, I'll leave it to you...)

The golden dragon roared, turning into an incomparably dazzling golden whirlwind, enveloping the entire high platform, and the brilliant golden light was stronger than the sun, making many of the children of the Ying family in the audience bow their heads one after another, unable to face it.

After a long time, the golden light faded.

When the eyes could see clearly, the first group of disciples to raise their heads saw a scene, a scene that they would never forget.

His hands were stretched out, and Yingzheng's entire body was like a huge "ten" hanging in the air, his face was calm, and there was no crazy flamboyance at all. The golden light behind him is still abundant, like the rising sun, setting off his figure.

At his feet, there was a dragon, six feet long, and the golden dragon that killed Yingmu Yinghuayang and Yingfeng together in an instant, was bowing his head and obediently prostrating at his feet, his five claws were shrinking, his body was flat, and he looked extremely obedient.

Behind him, the nine giant flags that had lost their canvases, the nine pillars held high and pierced the sky, like the claws of some strange beast, were struggling urgently, trying to break through the ground and take Haotian.

Yingzheng's hands were not empty, and each of them was mentioned, all of them were limp and motionless, with their necks crooked, but when the many children below looked at it at first glance, none of them noticed the existence of the two people, and it was only after they were able to take their attention away from Yingzheng a little that they could notice the two people in Yingzheng's hands.

Compared to Yingzheng, these two people are too small existence.

Ying Yiren, Ying Mu, a moment ago, they still had the two "highest" positions in the Ying family, but now, they are dead people without any consciousness, two dead people who can't be found unless others pay special attention.

Although they died, they both had a smile on their faces, a calm smile, a smile that only a person can have when he is "enlightened".

It wasn't until the golden light was completely dissipated that Ying Zheng spoke, not to speak, but to greet the sky and howl!

The whistling voice is arrogant, if you ask the sky, ask: "Can he take his place?!" ”

The muffled sound started, coming from outside the sky, and I saw the thunder of the nine days!

It was a cold winter, but there was indigo thunder like a hammer, green electricity like a sword, breaking through the clouds and going straight to Yingzheng!

Yingzheng does not move.

The golden dragon jumped up, flew up against the head, only heard the thunder like a shock, the chain was endless, and saw the green electricity like water, all over the dragon's body, but it couldn't hurt it!

The thunder and lightning went out, and the blue sky reappeared, and it seemed that the "sky" had also been abandoned.

Give up trying.

At that moment, every child of the Ying family present suddenly felt a tremor, a tremor from the inside out, from the bottom of the heart, a silent sigh, echoing in everyone's heart. It's like, God, he's whispering.

The peerless beast has finally reappeared in the world, and the heavens want to punish it, and the time has been lost for the struggle...

Taiping Ji Volume 5 Conclusion