Chapter 023: Kill, Madness

Thundered~

Thunder rolled, and dark clouds in the sky seemed to crush the mountains.

Da, da,

The heavy footsteps and the sharp weapon slashed across the mountain and rock, unveiling the prelude to the night's killing.

"Not good!"

"Stormy nights, killing." Yang Gang's heart shrank fiercely, "Could it be that the Northland Spear Demon will be born among the descendants of Zhao Tianqu?" ”

Ha!

Blade lights hid in the night, slashing towards the ruined temple from several directions. When the people in the Zhao Mansion in the ruined temple heard the sound, they had no time to react, only to hear a miserable scream, and the smell of blood instantly overflowed the mountain.

The pursuers of the Giant God City have already touched the front at some point!

Bang la blah.

The rainstorm came as scheduled, and the raindrops the size of beans poured down like a river in the sky.

The wind swept Yang Gang's hair, his clothes flew up, and the sound of killing in the broken temple continued, but he held the long knife motionless, standing in place like a blind man tilting his head and listening.

It's like sensing something.

"What a keen mind."

A rough voice came from behind, and Yang Gang turned around silently, using his front to meet a tall and sturdy figure in a yellow robe. The man who came was more than two meters tall, three or four heads taller than him, and he carried a thick and long wide knife in his hand, and he stood there with a sense of oppression like a mountain.

Yang Gang's brows furrowed tightly.

This strong man of the giant god clan is very strong, very strong, and he has just begun to be satin-bones, and there is a high probability that he is not an opponent.

I'm afraid tonight.... I'm going to explain it here!

"To deal with me as a sentry pawn, I have to send someone to solve it alone, and Giant God City is inevitably a little too cautious. It seems that today we people .... How bad is it? He looked at the rumbling ruins of the temple and opened his mouth to test it.

"Don't worry, three Zhengang, five dragon elephants with golden bodies, I guarantee that none of you will be able to get out tonight." The strong man in the yellow dress didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, and exchanged the broad knife in both hands, and laughed.

Yang Gang's heart sank.

Perhaps, tonight is a dead end.

A more dangerous death than the battle in the North City.

The enemy has already laid a net of heaven and earth, and the people of Zhao Mansion only have one veteran who has just entered the Zhengang realm, but the master of the giant god clan can quietly touch the front, and it is obvious that there is more than one Zhengang realm. There are a few dark sentinels around, which should have been resolved.

On the contrary, his own sentinel survived because of the distance.

"Come on."

Knowing that a battle of life and death could not be avoided, Yang Gang silently raised the steel knife in his hand and calmed the waves in his heart. Life and death will only be known after a battle.

The wind is blowing.

The wide knife like a door panel came quickly and suddenly, and instantly reached the top of Yang Gang's head, and the bursts of killing intent made people's hearts palpitate.

He raised his knife and struck it upward.

With a 'ding' sound, a huge force was transmitted from his arm to his body, and Yang Gang's whole person retreated five steps in a row.

"It's only the satin bone period?"

The strong man in the yellow robe stopped, looking surprised.

"What about the satin period? Kill you, that's enough. ”

Yang Gang stopped his figure, raised the long knife again, and swung horizontally in front of his chest.

The other party is at least in the pulse period, the satin bones are successful, the veins are accessible, and the power brought by the natural physique is more than a step stronger than him. And Yang Gang has not specifically learned the rules of using a knife, and the only thing that can get a shot is the self-realized Burning Sky Knife.

In the face of this kind of person, he only has a chance to cut it.

The wind was fierce and the rain was pouring down.

Yang Gang swings the long knife horizontally.

It's time to test the effectiveness of the Burning Sky Blade!

In the sea of consciousness, a round of scorching sun condenses in the sky, shining on the world.

Slowly push the knife forward.

The wind and rain were blowing, and at this moment, the strong man in yellow clothes felt a trace of palpitations inexplicably.

"Hmph, that's a mystery."

He swung his broad knife, but his movements were inexplicably more cautious.

The sharp knife wind came to his face, and the knife technique of the strong man in yellow clothes carried a special sense of oppression, and before the blade arrived, the terrifying killing machine seemed to split his head in two in advance.

But—

Compared to the Heavenly Sword of the Giant God Clan at the peak of the Zhengang Realm on the North City that day...... Your 'infinitely weakened version of the Heavenly Knife' is simply a child's play!

"Burning the sky!"

Yang Gang's eyes suddenly opened, and two bright suns seemed to suddenly light up in the night.

Long knives are like electricity.

It seems to be slow and fast, cutting through pieces of rain curtains.

A layer of brilliant fire ignited on the blade of the knife, and a little raindrop fell on the blade of fire, and suddenly the mist steamed, like a dream.

"Uh..." The strong man in the yellow dress stagnated slightly, and for a while, Yang Gang's figure was lost in his field of vision. Suddenly, a simple and unpretentious long knife, breaking through the rain curtain and his blade, seemed to be a long river sunset falling into the earth.

His pupils constricted violently.

The sunset of the long river fell into his ...... Throat.

"A knife."

'Poof'

The words fell, and a large head flew into the air.

The strong man in yellow clothes staggered two steps, and his eight-foot body that had lost his head was like pushing a golden mountain and falling a jade pillar, and he knelt on the ground softly.

Yang Gang exhaled and slowly retracted the knife, only to feel that his limbs were soreness and weakness for a moment. A type of Sky Burning Knife has exhausted all his strength, and now even a random ordinary person can knock him down.

He looked at the ruined temple where the battle was raging.

It is impossible to save those people in the temple.

It's a lifeless situation. For now, the only way to do this is to escape!

It's a pity that the probability of finding the Northland Gun Demon is one point lower.

"Hmm, hmm, hmm、、、" A whimper and struggle sounded coming.

Yang Gang looked down and saw that under the stone not far away, there was a figure wearing soldier armor. Zhao Ling twisted her body, her eyes stared at Yang Gang, but she had a broken sock stuffed in her mouth, which made her unable to make a sound.

"Zhao Ling?" The sporadic memories gradually became clear, and the stubborn Zhao Ling refused to listen to anything he said for a few days, and wanted to return to Linbeicheng without eating or drinking, only when Yang Gang was by his side, he could slightly deter her.

When she was on guard before, Yang Gang took her by his side, and blocked her mouth with a sock because she was making a fuss.

That's the end of the memory.

Yang Gang looked at Zhao Ling and couldn't help but look disgusted. The derivation of this life-level river is reasonable, and according to his own character, he will indeed do this. But because of this, this 'bastard boy' was lucky to pick up a life.

"I'll help you untie the rope."

Yang Gang squatted down and said in a low voice: "Don't make a sound, follow me immediately." Do you understand? ”

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Ling lay in the rain and obediently quieted down.

Bang!

At this moment, the dilapidated temple, which had already collapsed in half, collapsed completely.

The two of them suddenly turned their heads and looked in the direction of the ruined temple, and a terrible scream came into their ears with the storm curtain.

The next moment.

I saw a middle-aged man covered in blood rushing through the temple and carrying two people and throwing them out.

"Madam, young master, run away!"

At this moment, more than a dozen figures broke through from all directions at the same time.

Whew-

A sharp sword light slashed through the night, like a river of stars, cutting seven or eight figures in two. Blood and intestinal juice splashed, and the smell was incomparable.

"Don't let any of them go."

The 'Qiang Qiang' wide knife slashed a flame on the ground, and the three-meter-tall figure walked towards the only true Gang realm in the Zhao Mansion step by step with great might. The raindrops fell outside of him, as if blocked by an invisible circle of qi.

"Don't think!"

The middle-aged man wanted to stop him, but he was already at the end of his crossbow, and his arm was cut off by the giant man of the giant god clan. Then there was another knife, and the middle-aged man was almost disemboweled, and the whole person rolled and flew out.

He fell to the ground and vomited blood, and he was already dying.

"Don't ......" The middle-aged man lay on the ground, stretching out his arms in despair.

"The mantis arm is a car."

The broad knife was raised high, and the light of the knife reflected on the terrified face of a young man.

"Then I'll let you see them die in front of you one by one!"

The blade slammed down.

The young man's stunned head flew high, and blood gushed three feet against the rain curtain.

"Brother."

Zhao Ling let out a sad cry and wanted to rush forward like crazy.

"You're crazy!" Yang Gang hurriedly held down Zhao Ling, covered her mouth from behind, and dragged her back to the stone face.

"Let go of me." Zhao Ling bit the back of Yang Gang's hand and struggled frantically.

But he could only watch the cold knife light once again ruthlessly cut through the night.

Time, at this moment, seems to freeze slowly.

"No !!"

Underground of the Holy Capital, the land of the Demon Guard.

A terrible roar exploded in the cavern.

"Kill, kill all of you—kill—" The crazy killing intent surged in all directions like a tidal wave.

"Oh no, the witch is crazy again!"

On this night, the blood in the Demon Guardian Land was full of blood, and it was all scarlet color.

The people in the army of the gods are panicked, and the demons hiding in the shadows flee for their lives.

"Crazy! The woman.... Completely insane! ”