1448 has cried enough
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At this moment, Tai Xuan leaned his back against the corner of the wall, the long sword slashed out, and the snow leopard in front of him, which was comparable to the eighth order of the swordsman, fell in response, and the blood splashed his head and face, and before he could catch his breath, two more golden thorn porcupines screamed and pounced forward.
Beside him, the more than 100 young elites brought out from the Holy Court had been killed and wounded. Compared to the children of the five great families, these young elites are much stronger in terms of strength and temperament, whether it was when the underworld beast first started to kill, or when the crazy beast rushed into Qingyang Pass along the hole in the city wall, they were the ones who stood in the way, and the casualties were the worst.
He couldn't remember how many beasts he had killed, and when the last of the Holy Court elite fell beside him, a deep despair welled up in his heart.
If he had rushed out of Qingyang Pass like Fang Zihe before, he would at least be able to save his surname, but who would have thought that the immortal beast would have to crash into Qingyang Pass. All the elites of the Holy Court are dead, and the children of those families are like a mass of scattered sand, and even the young masters of each family don't know where they have gone, and they can't organize decent resistance at all.
The guards and civilians were well-trained, and soon set up defenses outside the general's palace to cover the people from entering and evading, but they could at most protect themselves, and who could take care of him. What's more, Tang Taixuan could see that they didn't want to save themselves at all, and the previous act of watching the fire from the other side had already made him alienate himself from the German people and betray his relatives, who was willing to sacrifice his life for him.
Now the only one who can save him is Mu Hanyan, but will Mu Hanyan save him? After thinking about it, Taixuan's heart was sad, if it was him, he would not be saved, and he should wish that the other party was dead.
Porcupines are by no means a terrible race among beasts, and even if they awaken their talents, they usually don't have anything to do with the word terrible, but that's just that usually, the golden-thorned porcupines are not listed, because their talent abilities are completely different from other porcupines, and even from most other beasts.
Tang Taixuan kept wielding his long sword, resisting the attack of the two golden-thorned porcupines, but he never killed him, although he was already exhausted, and his hands holding the sword were as heavy as lead, but he was still very careful to control his strength.
However, after all, he is not an iron-beaten King Kong, his strength is greatly consumed, he is already exhausted, and he is so engrossed in controlling his strength, after a while, there is a pinprick-like pain in his mind, and his mind is slightly confused.
At the moment when he lost his mind, a golden thorn seized the opportunity to bounce up and grab at his face.
Tan Tai Xuan immediately came back to his senses, and subconsciously slashed out with all his strength.
"Whoa......" The golden-thorned porcupine let out a terrible scream, and blood spurted out.
The other golden-thorned porcupine also stopped its offensive and let out a wail of grief at the same time.
However, Tang Taixuan was not happy at all, his expression was stunned, and his face became completely gray.
The two golden-thorned porcupines, one on the ground and the other suspended in the air, swelled up at the same time, like a balloon full of air, with spikes all over their bodies standing upright.
With that terrible or sad howl, the two golden-thorned porcupines exploded at the same time, and the spikes of their whole bodies shot towards the Taixuan like dense arrows, each of which was shining with golden light, with a heart-wrenching killing intent.
This is the Golden Thorn Porcupine's natural ability, Death Sword Rain. When their lives are threatened, they will not hesitate to choose to blow themselves up, shooting their spikes at their enemies like arrows.
This is the last blow of the Golden Thorn Porcupine with his life, and each of the spikes is no less powerful than the powerful arrows shot by a beginner swordsman's cultivator with a strong bow, of course, if it is only one or two, it will never pose any threat to the Tai Xuan, but the problem is that the spikes on the Golden Thorn Porcupine are as many as hundreds, even if he is a master of the ninth order of the swordsman, and at the same time facing the powerful arrows launched by hundreds of junior swordsmen, he can't get any cheap, not to mention that he is now exhausted, and his combat power is greatly reduced.
What's even more terrifying is that the golden thorn porcupines come in pairs, one of them explodes in distress, and the other will also explode. What he was facing now was equivalent to the powerful arrows fired by thousands of beginner swordsmen at close range.
"It's over, it's really over. Tang Taixuan was so frightened that his hands and feet were paralyzed, and tears rolled down very unhappily.
"Whew......" A golden rain of arrows came towards him, and when the first spike pierced into his body, Yutaixuan let out a miserable scream.
The cry was so miserable, the tears on the face were so desperate, it was really sad for the hearer and the viewer to cry.
The howling of ghosts and wolves echoed above Qingyang Pass, and the roar of the beast and the thunderous killing cries of the soldiers in Qingyang Pass seemed to be suppressed by his screams.
"Hey, have you cried enough, just get out of here when you've cried enough. Beside her, a pleasant female voice suddenly sounded, but it was full of disdain.
"I'm not dead?" "I didn't die?" Tai Xuan opened his eyes violently, only to find that only two or three spikes pierced into his body, and the other nearly a thousand spikes were scattered all over the ground, and Mu Hanyan and Hua Yue were standing in front of him, looking at him condescendingly, their eyes full of contempt.
"You saved me?" Tang Taixuan looked at Mu Hanyan stunned, and quietly pinched his thigh, baring his teeth slightly in pain, only then did he be sure that he was really alive.
"I don't want to save you, I just want to save those innocent soldiers and people. Mu Hanyan said coldly, then turned around and rushed towards the General's Mansion.
From beginning to end, she didn't even look at Taixuan directly.
Tang Taixuan looked at Mu Hanyan's back, his face was red and white, and he was so ashamed that he could barely raise his head, and finally, gritted his teeth and pulled out the spikes on his body, lifted his long sword and followed behind Mu Hanyan.
At this time, except for those who died tragically on the spot, most of the other people who survived had already taken refuge in the General's Mansion located at the top of Qingyang Pass, and at the gate outside the mansion, hundreds of soldiers in heavy armor formed a phalanx, which was struggling to resist the attack of the underworld beast and the crazy beast behind him.
Although the Void was seriously injured by Mu Hanyan's hands before, but once again appeared in the body, its strength is still not comparable to ordinary beasts, although those guards are heavily arranged into a defensive phalanx, but its claws are indestructible, even the heavy armor made of refined steel is difficult to resist, and every time the claws are swept out, it will bring out a large canopy of blood.
Every soldier falls, and soon there will be people with good cultivation behind him who bravely take his place, using their own flesh and blood to resist the attack of the beast.
Jiang Yuzhe and the others originally held a grudge against Qingyang Guan for not saving him when he saw death before, and they were not willing to save him at all, but when they saw this scene, they couldn't say a word, and they only felt that the blood in their bodies was ignited again, and they rushed to cover it up.