Chapter 1489: Death of Exhaustion
As soon as this power was revealed, the flying head on the top of his head was obviously shocked a lot, just dancing the string of disgusting intestines, and he didn't dare to get close to Zhou Ming for half a step, but the injured mastiff dog that was hit with blood by the stone thrown by the Qingfeng Dao Leader was ferocious, it bared its fangs, shook its head, walked a few steps in the direction of Zhou Ming, let out a low roar in its throat, and pounced on Zhou Ming again.
The white mist around Zhou Ming's body was steaming, much thicker than just now, and a line of blood slowly flowed out of the wound on the calf, dyeing the trouser leg into a blood-red, but the wound did not know when a small white mist gathered at the wound, wrapping the wound on his leg, and there were signs of slow healing, and in the blink of an eye, it stopped bleeding.
Seeing the mastiff swaying its huge body towards him, Zhou Ming's eyes narrowed into a slit again, a foxy demonic aura rippled, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a cold snort came out of his nostrils, as if he was extremely disdainful of the vicious dog rushing in front of him.
In a moment, the vicious dog has rushed to the front, but Zhou Ming's figure has not moved, standing in place, majestic as a mountain, the domineering momentum is undoubted, when the mastiff dog ran to Zhou Ming There are still two or three zhang distance from Zhou Ming, the trick is repeated, the huge body suddenly jumped up, barked wildly, opened the bloody mouth, and pounced towards Zhou Ming's neck, and thought that he could be like last time, Zhou Ming was thrown to the ground, and then bit his neck.
Last time, Zhou Ming did not have the slightest defense, and after entering a state of madness, he was hit by this mastiff, however, this time, the mastiff's calculation was in vain, just when the mastiff was about to pounce in front of Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming carried the seven-star Longyuan sword and did not retreat but advanced, took a step forward, the fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the seven-star Longyuan sword in his hand gently picked up, aiming at the mastiff's neck and slashing to the end.
With the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the flesh with a "poof", the huge mastiff flew directly over Zhou Ming's head, and then fell heavily to the ground, after the mastiff landed, it shook its huge head, and a trace of dazed look flashed in its blood-red eyes, and the four hooves struggled to stand up, and just about to turn around and look back, there was a sudden tingling pain from the flesh of the chin, and then, the stinging sensation extended to the lower body, and then only heard it. With a bang, the mastiff's stomach cracked a long opening, penetrating the entire abdomen, and the internal organs and intestines all slipped to the ground, and there was steaming heat, and the mastiff suddenly howled in pain, looked down in horror at his internal organs and stomach on the ground, and fell directly to the ground, dying.
The seven-star dragon sword in Zhou Ming's hand was too sharp, when the sword blade slashed through the mastiff's belly, the mastiff didn't feel the pain, until he fell to the ground, the pain spread, the mastiff could actually survive for a while, but when he saw his internal organs and stomach, as well as the red blood slipping out of his stomach, he could no longer bear this extreme fright, it could be said that he was scared to death by his own miserable situation.
This mastiff ate the internal organs and stomachs of so many dead people in the mass grave, and when he died, he was also cut open alive, I have to say that this is also a kind of karma.