117, Zha Meat Mountain
117, Zha Meat Mountain
An Lushan was not completely without concerns, he knew that if they didn't make a move at this time, it might not be out of forbearance, but more likely that they wanted to lose both with this wild pig, or simply be killed by it.
An Lushan grabbed the fangs of the wild pig with both hands, and rode on the long pointed mouth of the wild pig, like a fierce and brave god, cursing loudly, picking up his iron fist and slamming it on the forehead of the wild pig.
An Lushan was born with an amazing strange force, which made the pig's head buzz, and let the giant beast twist its head wildly, but it was stubbornly wrapped around its head, and refused to be thrown down by it.
The wild barbarian pig was restrained for a while, and frantically crashed towards the surrounding palace walls, trying to knock An Lushan to death.
This matter is right in the hands of An Lushan - bump, hit me hard, knock out all the dogs hiding in the shadows, and kill them.
An Lushan came up with hatred, and screamed arrogantly.
Looking at this violent god of war who met gods and killed demons, the people who were waiting to be killed in the dark couldn't help but beat faster one by one, cold sweat broke out in the palms of their hands, and their bodies were stiff like rotten wood that did not obey the call.
Yan Zhuang was even more frightened, hiding behind An Qingxu, grabbing the sleeves of his robe with both hands, his body trembling, every breath was extremely cautious, for fear that if he made a faint sound, he would be caught and torn to pieces by An Lushan.
The fire in the house became bigger and bigger, and the tongue of fire ignited several old trees next to the dormitory, and the fire was shining in the sky, illuminating the courtyard red, and even more illuminating An Lushan, who was angry and naked, like the Shura God of War who came out of the fire hell.
The huge wild pig kept crashing towards the palace wall and trees, but An Lushan grew on it, and one man and one beast were so deadlocked for a long time, but they still couldn't tell the winner.
A smell rushed into An Qingxu's nose, and he sniffed it lightly, confirming that it was the smell of hot and humid urine.
An Qingxu turned his face sideways and glanced at Yan Zhuang's crotch, which was black and wet.
An Qingxu pursed his lips, looked Yan Zhuang up and down a few times, and saw that he didn't realize that he was peeing his pants at all - he also nodded hard at himself with his mouth open, and his eyes glanced at the people hidden in the dark - An Lushan's crazy and brave appearance was really scary, and he still wanted to encourage An Qingxu to simply let people shoot him to death, so as not to be counterattacked by him.
This time, An Qingxu did not explicitly refuse, nor did he agree immediately. He was a little worried about Li Zhu'er's safety, and if he shot arrows, his situation would be more dangerous than An Lushan.
Although Li Zhu'er is a behemoth with rough skin and thick flesh after being a beast, once he loses too much blood, his life will be in danger. If even this friend is lost, there will be a lot less happiness in the days to come.
Of course, he didn't know that at this time, Li Zhu'er's consciousness had already been swallowed by the power of this desolate beast.
He couldn't break free of An Lushan several times, but was punched in the head by him, which completely angered this desolate beast.
Seeing the fire raging in the dormitory, the frantic wild pig rushed in and rampaged through the fire.
There was a sound of the walls in the house collapsing, and the entire dormitory was destroyed in an instant, except for the raging fire, which was completely lifeless.
Seeing this scene, Yan Zhuang's eyes lit up, and he finally let go of his hands that were tightly gripping the sleeves of An Qingxu's robe, and rubbed them excitedly-this time, An Lushan was dead, dead.
An Qingxu was also shocked by this sudden change, a trace of uneasiness and panic flashed in his firm eyes, and as soon as his clenched hand was released, the saber in his hand almost fell to the ground.
The fire burned the sky, and the crackling sound was so loud that I couldn't see the situation in the dormitory clearly, and everyone's hearts were on their throats.
"Boom-boom-"
A burst of sound in the fire shook people's eardrums, and a huge pillar of fire soared into the sky, and in an instant, the entire Luoyang Palace was illuminated as bright as day.
The flames were extinguished, and the scattered sparks were extinguished in an instant, and a behemoth burst out of the extinguishing fire.
It is the barbarian pig iron guard after Li Zhu'er's beast. It's just that it didn't jump out of the fire on its own, but was thrown by someone.
The giant beast fell to the ground and rolled all the way, overpowering a few old trees in the courtyard before stopping.
The wild pig seemed to be badly wounded, and kept wailing, and lay on the ground for a long time before staggering to his feet.
The hill-like wild pig steadied itself, and suddenly ran wildly, raising its sharp fangs and rushing into the fire again.
Boom –
A strong strange force threw the wild pig out again, for example, it was thrown farther, and it fell directly and heavily on the ancient tree that had just been crushed by it, and the sharp stubble suddenly cut a few holes in its belly, and blood spurted out.
"Oops—not good—"
Yan Zhuang whispered in horror, he knew that once this barbarian pig guard lost too much blood, he would revert to his human form and die quickly.
There must be something strange in this fire, and depending on the situation, it is coming to his side. To be able to toss this hill-like wild pig around is really a terrifying force.
An Qingxu raised his hand, and the master who was ambushed in the shadows immediately made preparations for battle, just waiting for the person in the fire to appear and kill him.
A whirlwind rolled up from the center of the fire, blowing the flames and ashes scattered, and a majestic figure gradually appeared in the fire.
"Zha - Zha - Zha Meat Mountain - is Zha Meat Mountain-"
"Yes, it's the god of war, it's the god of war—"
"Spare your life, the god of war spare your life—"
They are not called by the real name of An Lushan, but by the name of the Turkic god of war, Zha Roushan.
Most of the people who were in ambush in the dark were Turkic people, and some of them knelt down one after another when they saw the figure, and kept kowtowing to confess their guilt, asking for forgiveness from the god of war.
In the midst of the ashes of the fire, an immortal figure stood there standing against the sky.
Not An Lushan?
Looking at the appearance of the figure, it is far from An Lushan's short and round figure, more than two heads taller than An Lushan, with a burly body and strong muscles.
The comer appeared in the fire, strode out of the raging fire, and from a distance he was as red as blood, which was much redder than the fire that burned the sky.
A face with a lion's nose and angry eyes, and a pair of white fangs turned obliquely under the fat lips.
It's just that the tattoos on this person's chest, arms, and even legs are exactly the same as those tattooed by An Lushan.
That's right, it's exactly that, and on closer inspection, it looks very similar to the character of the world.
I remember my grandmother said that the tattoo on my father's body is the Turkic god of war Zha Meat Mountain, and my father is the son of the god of war Zha Meat Mountain.
A few years after my grandmother and grandfather got married, my grandfather was still obsessed with wandering all over the world and did not want to return home, and my grandmother thought that my grandfather disliked her for not having children for a long time, so my grandmother prayed to the god of war, Zha Meat Mountain, and prayed that the gods could give her a child.
Later, my grandmother was conceived and gave birth to a boy, which was my father - An Lushan, when my grandmother was grateful for the kindness of the god of war Zha Meat Mountain, she named her father Zha Meat Mountain, and when he was twelve years old, he tattooed the totem tattoo of the god of war on his chest, arms and legs.
Is this - is he a father, or is he really a god of war?
Hehe, now he is not only killing the king and killing his father, but even the gods are going to kill him?
What happens if you kill God? God, do you kill to death?
A burly figure like the god of war Zha Meat Mountain was slowly walking towards the courtyard, and a pressing sense of oppression made it difficult to breathe.
An Qingxu thought about it and suddenly grinned, and shook his head indifferently - hehe, at this time, there is still a heart to think nonsense, whether it is a person or a god, it must be killed.
"Zha Meat Mountain" roared a few times in the direction where the soldiers were hiding in the shadows, and randomly turned around and pounced on the wild pig.
He was able to see through the night and see the people hiding in the shadows, but for now he didn't seem to have made them the first target.
The wild pig bled a lot, shook his body and stood up.
"Is he okay?" Yan Zhuang looked at the seriously injured wild pig in surprise and whispered to An Qingxu.
"Well, he's a little weird today, and his body size is much bigger than when he was beastly in the past, maybe he took too much of that medicine in a hurry, that's why it's like this. ”
"So, is he okay?" asked Yan Zhuang with some concern.
His worry may not be out of concern for Li Zhu'er, but he is afraid that once Li Zhu'er can't subdue this fierce god, the next person to die is himself, to be honest, Yan Zhuang doesn't believe that the so-called masters in An Qingxu's snares can defeat An Lushan, not to mention that there is a demigod and half-demon guy who appears in front of him.
The giant beast of the desolation stabilized its body and was in front of the "Zha Meat Mountain". Tentatively pacing back and forth. Its eyes were severely bloodshot, some blood spilled out of its sockets and flowed down, and the red eyeballs of the wild pig were like two small red lanterns, and one couldn't help but wonder if it could still be seen.
The power of the beast elixir is constantly awakening its primitive and uncontrollable desolate beast nature, which not only stimulates its incomparable strength, but also violently destroys its flesh and blood.
The Wild Pig Iron Guard and the Beast King Gu bloodline talents are different, and the former is just an imitation of the latter, which is a beast secret technique specially created by Guardian Seventeen in order to gain Ashnade's trust.
Moreover, this beast technique needs to be triggered by medicinal power, so there are many side effects. The most important thing is three points: first, if the willpower and physical strength of the beast person are not strong enough, they will be eaten by the beast inspired by the medicinal power and become a beast completely; second, during the beast period, even if they retain enough human consciousness, their spirit will still suffer great torture; third, during the beast period, if they lose too much blood, they will return to their human form and die quickly, and there is no cure at all.
An Qingxu and Yan Zhuang were very clear about these points, and they were also surprised that after shedding so much blood, how could it still stand up? According to common sense, it should have regained its human form and died.
However, instead of dying, it looked even stronger.
"Zha Meat Mountain" also felt the opponent's strong murderous aura, and took advantage of the gap between the opponent looking at him, and quickly chose the angle of the shot.
"Zha Meat Mountain" suddenly made a feint to the left, and then jumped into the air, trying to avoid the mountain-shattering collision of the giant beast, and rode directly to its back to subdue it.
But the wild pig was not fooled, and I don't know if it was clever in learning, or because it was slow to react but profited - in short, when the "Zha Meat Mountain" was jumping above its head, the wild pig suddenly raised its head, raised its frightening fangs and stabbed it into the crotch of the "Zha Meat Mountain".