Chapter 12: The Last Dragon Fights in the Wild

At that moment, it was like thousands of whistles sounding in unison, raising to the limit, and all the substances around Guo Jing's body that dared to approach Guo Jing's body turned into powder, and were swept into the storm, spreading around.

Walking on frost and ice to come from the Kun hexagram, the words say: "Walking on frost, hard ice to" stepped on the frost, you should think that the ice and snow are coming. As the name suggests, this move seems to be weak and weak at first, but if the enemy dares to attack, it is like a blizzard suddenly falling, and the stamina is endless.

"It's ......" The handsome guy 'Tobarucain' no longer had the heart to manage his brimmed hat, letting the storm blow it away, looking at the poker powder that had broken to the limit in the wind.

"How could it be ......"

"Why...... No way! "Suddenly there was a roaring roar from the deepest part of the most violent wind, and something had pierced through the storm.

It was the momentum of the mountain that was about to collapse in front of me, and it was unstoppable, irresistible, and could only be feared to die under the earth with it!

The vampire 'Handsome Guy' finally let out a wail of disbelief, and the fear that surged in his heart like a tidal wave told him that if he didn't retreat again...... Will die! Will die! Will die! Will die! Will die! ……

How can it be! How can a person's strength erupt like a volcano!

"Rebellious Blood! Dragons fight in the wild! ”

The violent roar was getting closer and closer, Guo Jing came out of the storm, his body that was originally covered with scaly wounds bulged high, his body was filled to the extreme of qi bulging, and blood erupted from the wound due to the huge pressure, igniting the storm with a layer of blood.

In just the moment of appearance, the reflection of a palm grew larger and larger in his pupils, until at last it almost obscured the entire field of vision.

The momentum that was originally as calm as a mountain suddenly collapsed, and in the midst of the mountain collapse and the ground cracked, the huge power of burning blood in exchange for it contained in the palm of the hand, condensing into the power of melting gold and eliminating iron.

This scene was like an iron palm slapping tofu, and all the power obtained from burning essence blood was filled into it by Guo Jing.

The dragon fights in the wild, taken from the Kun hexagram in Zhou Yizhong, the Kun is the ground, and the words say: "The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is yellow", just like the final attack of the dying dragon, leaving no way to retreat, it is precisely because there is no way to retreat, so at this moment, it is incomparably strong!

The poker storm that flew in the sky was torn open a huge gap, like a river pouring in, and the air like the collapse of the levee was wrapped around the palm of the finger, and it was about to explode.

The face of the 'handsome man' Tobarucain gradually distorted under the momentum of a landslide, and in the time that slowed down, his face shattered like tissue paper under the weight, revealing a bloody face, and two sharp fangs, and his eyes were as high as a corpse about to suffocate under high pressure - bulging, bloodshot, and about to explode.

Every cell in the body is screaming, all in fear, all crying! This is a crisis of death!

In the midst of intense pain, he grabbed the last glimmer of hope, pinched the last playing card with two fingers, and then launched a desperate attack thinking ahead!

Die or die!

The sound of shattering came, and Tobarucain's outstretched arm cracked inch by inch under the vigorous counterattack of Guo Jing's body, turning into a strange shape, and it would completely burst almost in the next instant.

At the last moment, the fatal crisis from Guo Jing's palm lost its direction, like a heavy boulder cutting a tragic wound on his face, with the movement of the palm direction, the oppressive energy ploughed a deep wound on the face of the 'handsome guy' Tobarukain, and in the end, the invincible dragon Zhan Yuye deviated from his original goal and smashed on his chest.

As if a mortar had hit him directly, in the midst of the splatters of blood, mutilated organs and bone stubble, a large hole appeared in Tobarucain's chest, and the heart and mutilated organs beat weakly in the large hole between the chest and abdomen.

But the deadly killing machine disappeared because of this.

At the last moment, Guo Jing missed.

Guo Jing looked at his heart in disbelief, and above his heart, a hard playing card appeared.

The sharp edge was like a scalpel in Tobarucaine's hand, easily pulling out his beating heart.

Although his arm was shattered by the strength of his protective body, Tobarucaine still struggled to survive under the injuries that were absolutely difficult for ordinary people to survive.

The heart is still there, the head is still there, so Tobaruka can survive as a vampire, draw blood, and devour other people's bodies to repair his injuries.

"It's ridiculous...... Guo Jing looked at his empty heart, where there was originally a heart beating to, but now the last blood dripped on the broken palm of someone else's hand.

It's terrible...... And the strength to die is gone...... Uncle Xu, you won't blame me, will you?

He smiled bitterly, in the last time, there was no longer coldness and anger on his face, only endless nostalgia and nostalgia.

I'm sorry, Uncle Xu, I'm going to hell to continue to endure Ma Xiaohao's nonsense......

Maybe the death of me, a guy with a mind full of abnormal thoughts, will make you a little easier, right? …… Not only did I have a nervous problem, but I also made you spend so many rewards to help me redeem this master...... Endure my bad temper for so long...... I'm really sorry, let's live together or something, it's really too difficult, I can't do it......

Thinking of the past, Guo Jing knelt on the ground, embarrassed, but showed a relieved smile, the last vitality passed from the vacant heart, and darkness came.

The corpse, having lost all its heat, collapsed on top of the pool of blood, exuding the delicious taste of blood.

The disfigured vampire squirmed little by little, slowly licking against the fresh blood, and gradually regained a little strength.

The ugly vampire lay on the corpse and buried its head in the corpse's chest, making a terrifying chewing sound......

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A faint figure slowly emerged from the dissipated smoke of gunpowder, like a monster thrown into a pool of sulfuric acid howl in pain, crawling out of the mist filled with vaporized silver nitrate, and all the skin on his body had been corroded.

Only the ugly human form covered with green-yellow pus remained, and the horror was like a monster crawling out of the deepest part of the quagmire, howling in pain, the burnt cornea shattered, and then a new cornea appeared, looking at Uncle Xu's eyes with hatred and anger, and a low and strange sound came out of his throat.

"Stare at your mother!" Uncle Xu's face was hideous, and he pulled the trigger, and a series of bullets shot out of the barrel.

The vampire who was originally a hippie black man has now become a monstrous thing that can't even be said to be human, and his skin has been corrupted by silver eighty percent, but it has not hurt his roots at all.

In the hellsing world, vampires are a very sensitive thing, they can sense a faint murderous aura, and at the same time, they can also determine the direction of the bullet through the trajectory of the barrel.

But suddenly I heard a crisp sound, and it was the sound of something rolling on the ground.

The round thing came out of the middle-aged man's hand, drew a long arc, and then jumped mischievously on the ground, only to send a scream from the vampire's throat and jerk backwards.

In the next instant, the grenade filled with the compound exploded, spewing a strange thick fog, something like tear gas.

That's what hurts the vampire more for gunpowder, something he's just baptized, vaporizing silver nitrate

Bai Shuo suddenly had a submachine gun in his hand, and Uncle Xu's voice came from his ears: "Don't rest, understand the physical strength of a middle-aged man like me, shoot!" Otherwise, all three of us will be here today. ”

In the continuous gunshots, the tired voice of the middle-aged man came: "I gave all my points to those two little bastards who don't make people worry, rotten good people really can't deserve it......"

Bai Shuo slowly identified the direction, and then raised the muzzle of the gun, but suddenly turned around and kicked the middle-aged Uncle Xu.