Running wildly all the way, Yang Hao didn't dare to stop at his feet, and soon he had thrown off most of the giant scorpions at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that even though he shook off most of it, there was still a small poke that followed him closely.

There are not many of them, only one hundred and ten, but it is these one hundred and ten giant scorpions, but Yang Hao's face can't help twitching.

Unlike the black carapace of most giant scorpions, these scorpions have an earthy yellow carapace. The color of the carapace blends with the yellow sand of the sky, and people with poor eyesight can't tell it at first glance.

"Scorpion Spirit!"

Yang Hao's face trembled, and tens of thousands of mud horses galloped endlessly in his heart.

He would never have thought that this giant scorpion Grand Canyon would gather so many giant scorpions, and there were even a hundred and ten giant scorpion spirits.

It's no wonder that so many criminals come in groups every year, but they are only hunting lone giant scorpions a mile or two away, and the key problem is probably here.

Scolding in his heart, Yang Hao's feet sped up a little.

Giant scorpion spirits are different from ordinary mutated giant scorpions, they can become spirits, all of them are the best of the entire race, they have broken away from the instinctive state of existence, and have a certain wisdom.

Compared with the mutated giant scorpion that acts instinctively, the giant scorpion spirit monster is more than ten times stronger in overall strength, plus not low intelligence, Yang Hao would rather face twenty mutated giant scorpions at the same time than fight a single giant scorpion spirit.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang in his ears, and there was a hot pain in his back, and Yang Hao, who was running, did not react in a hurry, and was directly knocked into the air.

scolded angrily in his heart, and the corner of Yang Hao's eyes flickered in mid-air, and suddenly he was full of excitement, and his face turned pale for a while.

"This ...... Demon Devil Scorpion!! Yang Hao's face turned pale and exclaimed.

Touch!

The muffled sound of landing, Yang Hao couldn't care about the hot pain behind him, and he turned over and stood with a horizontal sword, looking at the huge scorpion that came slowly in the distance with a solemn face.

The black carapace makes it possible to see the inside of the scorpion directly.

The long scorpion tail spines, a little cold on them, make people not feel the slightest temperature under the scorching sun.

Huge green eyes, a ghostly and cautious look.

In addition, the size of the demon scorpion is far larger than that of ordinary giant scorpion spirits and mutated giant scorpions. The body that is several meters high, more than ten meters long, and the double pincers the size of a small truck are not much better than the original demon sand ghosts.

At this moment, in the rumbling sound, the ghost scorpion was slowly coming, the tyrannical and playful light in the green eyes flashed, and the expression was like looking at a novel toy.

Yang Hao's mouth was bitter, but he didn't dare to move at all, although compared to the sand ghost in the liberated state, the ghost scorpion is undoubtedly much weaker, but in comparison, he is almost dead in his current state.

Not to mention, there were tens of thousands of giant scorpions around him who had surrounded him three layers inside and three layers outside.

"It's careless, sure enough, people can't inflate themselves." With an ugly face, Yang Hao's brain was running wildly, constantly analyzing the situation in front of him, looking for a way to escape.

However, the ghost scorpion did not give Yang Hao the slightest chance to think, and within the arc circle of one hundred and ten meters of the giant scorpion group, the ghost scorpion roared, and the huge pincers swept across, like a ball.

Yang Hao's face twitched, but his movements were not slow, he exerted force under his feet, and the whole person quickly retreated with no front.

However, the body has become smaller, and the speed burst is always a hard injury, so it can avoid the ghost scorpion sweeping a pincer, but the other pincer from top to bottom can't dodge.

Helpless, Yang Hao had to raise the bladeless block.

Bite!

The crisp sound of the gold and iron clashing, a huge force struck, Yang Hao only felt a surge in his internal organs, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Creak!

There was a piercing roar around, and many giant scorpions that were stimulated by blood and qi surrounded them, and retreated in panic under the roar of the ghost scorpions.

The ghost scorpion was proud, and the tyrannical and banter in his eyes was deeper.

Without giving Yang Hao a chance to adjust, the ghost scorpion rushed up again with a giant tong.

Bite!

Touch!

Ding!

Bumper!

With the continuous bombardment, Yang Hao could only raise his sword to block, although it didn't hit his body at once, but the ghost scorpion was a demon after all, even if it was the lowest demon, the strength was not an existence that Yang Hao could currently compete with.

I don't know how long it took.

Constantly bombarded, Yang Hao was like a broken ball in the sand, his hands and feet had already been shaken, and the blood he spit out was also stained red all over his body, like a bath of blood.

Call! Call! Call!

Short breaths, blood spilled from the seven orifices, and the scene in front of him began to blur.

Yang Hao couldn't remember how many bombardments he had withheld.

All he could do now was resist on instinct.

"Is it going to end?" His consciousness was blurred for a while, and Yang Hao had already seen the banter in the eyes of the ghost scorpion, and some of them were just tyrannical killing intent after playing enough.

It's over!

Looking at the scorpion tail thorn of the ghost scorpion's first attack, Yang Hao instinctively raised his sword again to block.

However, at this moment, the heart thumped, and a curse mark appeared in his mind.

Sigil: Bloody War.

Bloody battles, never to the death.

Scold! Enough is enough!

The corners of his mouth cracked, revealing an ugly smile, Yang Hao raised his head slightly, and his dim eyes were already dyed with a layer of blood.

"The second round has just begun!"

The words fell, and I saw that the blood splashed all over Yang Hao's body began to fly.

The blood is dotted, like fire and leaves.

In the boiling blood and fire, Yang Hao, who was originally dying, had a surge in momentum at this moment, and under the murderous intent of blood and qi, even the ghost scorpion, which had just been invincible, showed a solemnity in his eyes.

Chirping!

High-pitched roar!

The ghost scorpion roared and immediately retreated, and countless mutated giant scorpions and giant scorpion spirits rushed in.

"Huh...... Idiot! ”

Yang Hao grinned, raised his sword and stepped forward.

Rushing forward, sensing the number of spells left in his body, he raised his hand and added a defensive spell to himself.

This is the first spell mark released by Yang Hao since the start of the war, and it is also the spell mark that only the remaining spell can be released after the bloody battle of the curse mark was launched.

But it's better than nothing.

"After enduring it for so long, Lao Tzu didn't suffer in vain!"

With a loud roar, a touch of blood surged on the bladeless greatsword, and even the blade that was originally condensed with gray-black spells was completely replaced by blood.

Brush Brush Brush!

The blood-red sword light shone, and the bladeless sword was in Yang Hao's hand, like a dexterous dagger, flying up and down.

In an instant, I saw countless mutant giant scorpion limbs flying, green blood and internal organs shooting around.

At this moment, Yang Hao was like a god of war possessed, his speed and strength were exaggerated amazingly, like an afterimage, impacting and fighting in the tens of thousands of giant scorpions, where there was still the embarrassment of the previous moment.

Creak......

The giant scorpion's miserable howl continued, and the blood qi on Yang Hao's body became a little thicker, and in the blood color like fire and leaves, the dark green color also began to render.

Kill!

"Slash: Bloodkill!" With a roar, Yang Hao, who had accumulated a lot of blood, swept out.