The stalemate turned into slaughter, and the golden-blooded giant sword swept across the battlefield, like a whip of divine punishment, setting off a monstrous wave of sand. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The terrifying range of killing, the demon drum was the first to be killed, and then the demon horned viper, which couldn't dodge.

Only the demon Badger, who occupies the advantage of the sky, escaped by luck, but the loss of the mutant bird flock is no longer enough evidence.

Losing the suppression of demons, the huge group of mutant beasts scattered and fled, all of them hated their parents for missing two legs, and they were constantly stampeded and fighting in the crowd.

At this moment, Yang Hao also lost interest in continuing to hunt and kill, but the exorcists who had been holding back for a long time chased and killed one by one for a long distance with red eyes.

It was evening, and the red sun was less than half of the skyline.

The countless golden-blood-colored greatswords had long since dissipated, and only Yang Hao was carrying the bladeless greatsword that looked pitch-black with the door panel, slowly moving forward in the afterglow of the burning golden-blooded sword.

It was not the direction of the crowd, it was the high slope lying in front of him, the golden blood on the bladeless sword was burning again, and the fireworks like fire and leaves flew again, Yang Hao raised his head slightly, and his black eyes looked at the top of the slope coldly.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, just like the beginning.

In the distance, two thin black shadows suddenly bounced up, disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and a large area of sand and soil surged, and the huge tail thorns of the demon scorpion sank into the sand.

In the rear, the only remaining crowd was frightened and vigilant, and they were really frightened by this continuous encirclement and suppression.

After a few days of fierce fighting, it was much more exciting than the previous years, and no one dared to guarantee that there would be another wave or not.

Fortunately, the remaining demons who were watching were obviously shocked, and this should have retreated.

However, Yang Hao still didn't relax, and waited for a long time, until the night was completely covered, and he no longer sensed the hidden aura around him, he let out a sigh and put away the bladeless sword in the burning golden blood-colored jump.

There was a burst of emptiness in his spirit, and fatigue came rushing in, and he turned around to return, but Yang Hao only felt a trance around him.

"It's really exciting."

Whispering, Yang Hao fell headlong into the blood-soaked sand.

"Your Excellency!" "Who will give first aid to ......"

There was an intermittent cry in his ears......

……

In the distant desert, the huge demon scorpion ran quickly, surrounded by a huge swarm of frightened mutant giant scorpions.

On the back of the giant carapace of the ghost scorpion, two young men wearing medieval tuxedos and bow ties, almost identical handsome, gasped slightly.

One of the young men with short hair and red eyes and a black bow tie looked frightened, and turned his head to look behind him from time to time: "Shuhua, that guy didn't catch up, did he?" ”

Another young man with short hair and red eyes and a white bow tie flashed his eyes and replied gaspingly, "No...... No, Sharman. ”

"What a terrible human, Shuhua, I thought I was going to die for a moment." Shaman, who was in a black bow tie, patted his chest with an expression that would last after the catastrophe.

"Does Shaman feel that way too? It doesn't seem to be Shuhua's delusion, and if you stay any longer, you will really die. "The white bow tie is a little lucky.

Click......

The ghost scorpion under the two teenagers raised its giant pincers and clicked, as if to say it again, it felt the same way.

"Yes! It's really not Shuhua and Shaman this time, it's that human being who is too strong. The black-tie Sharman nodded in agreement.

"Well, Sharman and Shuhua have made great efforts, and the super strong white-eyed old man is dead." The white-tie Shuhua continued.

"Na! The information of the Bruch family is inaccurate this time! Shaman's head tilted slightly, looking at Shuhua.

"Well, the gap is too big, this is obviously the SSS-level god pure holder, in this kind of area, it is almost an invincible existence, damn, the bastard of the Bruch family, almost killed the master." Shuhua nodded, his little fists clenched, and his face was indignant.

"It's good to run fast, let's go back quickly! This information must be reported immediately. ”

"The Grand Guild of Bruch is angry, right?"

"Probably...... It has nothing to do with us anyway. ”

……

A week later.

The blue sky is thousands of miles, thousands of miles of desert, the surface of the yellow sand is steaming up wisps of mist under the scorching sun, and the old tin train rumbles forward.

This is a new world, an endless desert, a forbidden area for life.

When Yang Hao woke up again, it was already three days later at night.

Lying on the soft bed in the VIP room of the old speeding train, there are special medical staff and escorts on the side. I heard that it was from the medical team of the garrison in the previous town.

A delicate nurse girl, a middle-aged doctor with a Chinese face, and a maid Xiaoqiu of the Qili family.

The condition of the body is a mess, this is the sequelae of using the "Demon Sword Array", although the blood and qi blessing at that time briefly made the strength reach the level of use, but its own body is not up to the release standard.

The forced wall knock is very handsome, and the result is that the body almost collapses.

Well, in the words of the square-faced military doctor, it is basically wasted, and I have to be with a wheelchair for the rest of my life.

Regret it?

I don't know.

Yang Hao only felt that kind of scene at that time, he would choose this way again!

It's not too bad! At least it's a hero.

In addition to Clariant, who has a grudge no matter how you look at it, there is also Lan Xi, who has been cold to him for a few days.

Clariant resented that there was nothing he could do, and after a bloody battle, the team of more than 150 people arrived in the previous town, and there were less than 30 people left.

Each family suffered heavy losses, but they all left several people, Clariant's family was more miserable, the most people went, and there was no one left except for himself.

Of course, there is a reason why Yang Hao deliberately did not take much care of it.

It's just that Clariant can't say this, and what he said made everyone angry, at that time, Yang Hao's ability to take care of two or three directions was already the limit, and he didn't take into account Clariant's side, so he could only blame them for their bad luck.

Yang Hao would never say that he did it on purpose.

Well, it's on purpose, it's not good to see him.

Especially the cheerful engineer and waiter lady, Yang Hao was especially unhappy when he died two steps away.

This is naked revenge, and it can still make him speechless, and he can do more beautiful than Clariant before.

As for Lan Xi's change in attitude before and after, to be honest, Yang Hao can understand it to some extent.

He also admires the white-eyed old man Xiunet, who is a selfless old man, but he can't help it at all. In the end, he launched the spell seal: Blood War, but he still blocked it, but he was lucky enough to bet on him.

It's a pity that it's a step too late after all.

"That's good, we're not one world in the first place."

"Anyway, I don't know if there's a pension, it should be a little, right? Lao Tzu will be counting on a pension in the next life. ”

Muttering in a low voice, the little nurse on the side looked surprised, and couldn't help but ask, "What do you want, adult?" ”

"Uh...... Ahem...... Nothing, that, please pour me a glass of water. Yang Hao's face was embarrassed, and he pretended to cough to cover up the past.