332.Chapter 332: The Power of Death
Many sword shadows condensed together to form a knife, which slashed directly at the past. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info This time, it's even bigger than just now. This Battle Horn Clan had no intention of dodging at all, and mobilized his own strength, pushing forward with both hands, and the Yuan Qi formed a shield in front of him, blocking Jiang Feng's knife.
Jiang Feng's knife slammed into the Zhanjiao Clan's defenses. With this sword, although the power did not disappear immediately, Jiang Feng knew that this sword could not break through the defenses of this warhorn clan who was good at defense.
Before the power of this knife was exhausted, Jiang Feng struck again. The knife in his hand slashed forward quickly, and this time there was no shadow of the knife, just a crescent-shaped light appeared, heading towards the Warhorn Clan. This kind of light is faster to form, easier than forming a sword shadow, but it is less powerful.
In a short period of time, one after another crescent-shaped sword shadows kept hitting the past, hitting the defenses formed by the Horn Clan's vitality. Jiang Feng's speed of swinging the knife became faster and faster, and the crescent-shaped light that flew out from the blade body also increased. More than ten seconds later, when the crescent-shaped light continued to fly out, Jiang Feng's knife began to emit a thicker and thicker cold air, and then he saw ice picks flying away with the crescent-shaped light, and they went to hit the defense of the Battle Horn Clan together.
In the continuous attack, Jiang Feng also approached the Battle Horn Clan, and finally came to the edge of the War Horn Clan's defense formed in a circle, and his knife directly slashed at the Battle Horn Clan's defense, so that the attack was even stronger.
The others saw that the knives in Jiang Feng's hands had already turned into several knives, and that was because the speed was too fast. Muffled noises began to appear, from faint to clear, and the Warhorn's defenses began to become shaky. When Jiang Feng attacked quickly and continuously for nearly a minute, the Battle Horn Clan's Yuan Qi defense shattered, and Jiang Feng's knife looked directly at the Battle Horn Clan's body.
In the shortest amount of time, with the strongest strength, Jiang Feng slashed at the Battle Horn Clan with more than a dozen knives. Each one hit the body of the Horn Clan, sliding the Hornhorn Clan backwards for more than ten meters. Jiang Feng didn't chase after him directly, but swung his sword at the Battle Horn Clan, and the sword shadows formed by the Yuan Qi reappeared, connected in a string, and flew towards the Battle Horn Clan, each of which hit the Battle Horn Clan's chest.
The Warhorns didn't fight back, they just stood there. Even if he was beaten and slid backwards, he still stood there and didn't make a move. When the last sword shadow disappeared, something seemed to shatter on the surface of the Warhorn Clan's body. That's the vitality defense that exists on the surface of the body.
The hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and Jiang Feng's breathing became a little shorter. The attack just now consumed a lot of his vitality, which was a big drain on him. Now, he didn't strike again, because he had found that he didn't need to make another move, and this Warhorn Clan was no longer good.
The Warhorn Clan stood there, slowly closing his eyes, then lowered his head, and the life fluctuations on his body disappeared. The Warhorn Clan is also dead. Although Jiang Feng had broken through the defense of the Horn Clan just now, he had not hurt the Horn Clan. If the Battle Horn Clan still has vitality, it will definitely be able to condense its defense again, in that case, Jiang Feng probably has no chance of winning.
When the Battle Horn Clan that Jiang Feng dealt with died, in other positions, there was a person who drew an arc in the air, then fell to the ground and rolled out. The moment it stopped, a figure quickly moved in front of the man, but did not make a move.
It was Ling Xue who fell to the ground, and it was the Zhanjiao Clan who moved in front of Ling Xue. The Horn Clan didn't continue to move, but took something out of his body and threw it on Ling Xue's body.
Then, I saw this Warhorn Clan turn around, move in shape, and quickly move to the other dead Warhorn Clan, and arrest the dead Warhorn Clan. He brought all the dead Warhorns to the same place, and then looked at the king of the Warhorns. Subsequently, this leg skill was very powerful, although the speed was not as fast as Ling Xue, but the Battle Horn Clan, which was much stronger than Ling Xue in strength and defense, also fell, and fell beside his clan.
At this time, the still alive Zhanjiao clan is left with the king of the four-meter-tall Zhanjiao clan. The rest of the Warhorn Clan are all dead.
"If you are sick, you are going to die, what are you going to fight. You can't die quietly. Make such a big formation, who do you want to scare to death? Jiang Feng said to the king of the Battle Horn Clan.
Now it's not just Jiang Feng who thinks that the people of the Zhanjiao Clan are sick, but everyone else also thinks that the people of the Zhanjiao Clan are sick. The Warhorn Clan is indeed very powerful, even when there are not many lives, they are also powerful. Jiang Feng and the others could more or less see that the life of the Battle Horn Clan had indeed come to an end, and it was likely that they were only carrying it in one breath and did not die immediately.
In this case, Jiang Feng and the others did not win much. If the Warhorn Clan had a little more life, it would have been stronger. In other words, if the Zhanjiao Clan really wanted to kill Jiang Feng and them, it would actually be very easy.
Only the king of the Battle Horn Clan remained, and Jiang Feng and the others began to gather together. The Zhan Jiao Clan, who was just good at leg skills, did not take away the things on the Zhan Jiao Clan when they collected all the corpses together, but left all the things on their bodies in place.
When Jiang Feng and the others began to gather, they also put away the things they had thrown away from the Battle Horn Clan. It's all space items, and now is not the time to take a closer look, and there's a king of the Warhorn Clan to deal with.
"Your people are dead, and now you're the only one left. What else do you want to do, kill us, destroy this city, or even destroy this planet. Or go through the last stage of your life quietly. I think it's a good choice for you to die quietly. Jiang Feng said.
The king of the Zhanjiao clan didn't see any change in his expression, and he didn't seem to have any emotions about the death of his own people. After being silent for a while, the king of the Warhorn Clan used a translator to say, "I, the Warhorn Clan, am a race born to fight. I woke up from a long slumber, and I was willing to die in battle. And you, you must kill me, just as you killed the Warhorns scattered throughout the city. ”
Jiang Feng couldn't help but say, "I think you're really sick." You know you're dying, why do you want someone else to kill you? Isn't it interesting to make yourself miserable at the last moment, and fight desperately? Isn't it good to die quietly? Can we discuss, don't fight to the death, you just die quietly, okay? ”
The king of the Warhorn adjusted the translator in his hand, and when he spoke again, the voice was heard through the trumpets placed in the city.
"You have to kill me, and if you can't, then you can only be killed by me, and then I will destroy this place. If you don't stop me, no one will be able to stop me. Humans, if you don't want to perish, kill me. You have no other choice. ”
"I'm not trying to scare you, and I don't need to scare you. Think about it carefully, why did the Warhorn Clan who left here all fight until the last moment, and all of them were killed before they died. And the Warhorn Clan here was able to kill you, but they didn't do it. Do you really just think that we don't want to do it? ”
"You're too weak compared to us. My people and I will not survive, and there is no need to kill you. But we did it. It's not that we want to, it's that we have to, because we don't want to be a killing machine at the end of our lives. I took my people with me, trying to survive through a long slumber. It's a pity that time is too long, and although we wake up, we can't live. Not only do we not have a way to live, but we also have problems with our bodies. My people and I have been physically eroded by the terrible force of death. This power will turn us into killing machines, and it will spread. If it spreads, then you humans will perish. ”
"The only way to deal with this power of death is to use it up completely. In battle, being worn out by external forces is one way. If it can't be controlled, it can only be exchanged for the dissipation of this death power through the death of other lives. The purpose of the people scattered in the city is not to kill humans, but to wear out the power of death. Although they killed a lot of people, there was nothing they could do. They died at your hands to wear out the power of death. The twelve clansmen here, they are not so serious, they only need to fight to a certain extent, they can wear off the power of death, so they did not fight you to the death, but put most of their energy on the power of death. When it is consumed, it is the time when my people die. ”
"In the end, I was the one left. And I, as the king of the Warhorn Clan, the strongest being, have more death power in my body. If you can't kill me, if you can't completely wipe out the power of death, then you won't be able to live. ”
At this point, the king of the Warhorn Clan ripped off his clothes, revealing his upper body. On his body, black lines can be seen squirming. The lines had formed a dense mesh that looked a little disgusting.
"See, this black one is the power of death. The power of death that emerged from a long slumber. If it spreads, it will easily grow and spread, and when the time comes, you humans here will not be able to cope with it at all. Me and my people, suppress it, wear it down by our own power. You have to kill me, you have no other choice. The king of the Warhorn said.
These words surprised Jiang Feng and them. If you look closely at the Warhorn Clan's body, it doesn't look like you're lying. If it's true, then the matter is serious.
While the Warhorns were saying this, those possessed by the things released by the Warhorns were dying one after another, and none of them could survive.