Chapter 19: Bloodshed (II)
The sand and soil, coupled with the sudden arrival of the big man, made the originally relaxed atmosphere tense again.
Leng Ye's face turned pale, and his big eyes like red dates stared at the big man, he couldn't believe that after such a strong attack, the sturdy and tall big man stood in front of him unscathed.
"Haha, what, didn't expect that?"
The muscles on the big man's face twitched constantly, he laughed loudly into the sky, and a devilish voice came from his black throat and eyes.
"How...... How so. ”
Leng Ye couldn't believe his eyes at all, the dull eyes and the trembling voice, the voice and the broken erhu, a little slurred.
And Xuan Yue on the side, her petite body was lying on the ground, she seemed to want to urge the magic again, but from the aura that appeared on her body, it seemed that she had completely lost any ability to resist.
Now all the hopes are pinned on Leng Ye alone, but with his current magic strength, how can he be the opponent of this big man.
"Since everyone is here, I just killed two birds with one stone today, so I can show my strength, hahahaha!"
The abyss-like voice of the big man floated out from the corners of his mouth, making people feel numb in their legs and feet when they heard it.
As he spoke, he raised his big foot and moved quickly, although it looked very bulky, but his movements did not seem so bloated in the slightest.
The sound of big feet stomping on the ground echoed all around.
The big man picked up the giant blade on the ground with his hand, and rushed towards Xuanyue, who was powerless like lightning.
"Ahh
The huge blade fell from the sky with a flash of black light, and the huge wind and waves blew through the scalp without the slightest hesitation.
The moment Xuan Yue rushed over from the big man, he had already silently closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the coming of death.
But at the moment when she closed her eyes, there was a figure in front of her like the wind, with a strong magical aura on her body, which helped her block the attack.
Maybe because the speed was too fast, Xuan Yue didn't see the figure in front of him clearly, but waited for the attack to pass, and then saw the handsome side face.
The moment she saw it clearly, she was completely stunned by the young man in front of her, and involuntarily shouted: "Cold night ?!"
Just now, the moment the powerful magic and the giant blade came into contact, there was a terrifying sound, echoing throughout the City of Light.
The giant blade slashed heavily at the black magic shield. At the moment of the collision, a powerful aura erupted from the center of the eyebrows in Leng Ye's body, instantly enveloping the whole person.
Although the cold night was fine, the strong impact made his body still a little unbearable, prompting him to scream twice.
Hearing the painful wail of the cold night, Xuan Yue's heart was filled with a trace of distress, only to see him curled up, kneeling in front of him, the huge blade straight into the black magic shield.
Leng Ye slowly raised his head, his eyes erupted with black light from time to time, and a powerful dark aura enveloped him firmly.
The strength of the cold night seemed to alarm Xuan Yue, and the young man in front of her made her completely silent.
Seeing this, her eyes seemed to be much firmer, this kind of aura, this kind of energy, must be black magic, this unique characteristic, she will not be mistaken.
"Who the hell are you?"
The big man held the giant blade in both hands, and his face showed a sense of surprise.
"What? Has the creditor forgotten my name?"
The voice of the cold night, under the dark breath, is a little infiltrating to hear, and the murderous aura revealed in the eyebrows makes people's hairs stand up.
As he spoke, he raised his hands and grabbed the big knife in the big man's hand, without any expression on his face, and slammed it to the ground.
The huge blade fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and the aftermath echoed in the blade like a copper coin.
The giant blade weighing 100 kilograms is not worth mentioning at all for the current cold night, but for an ordinary person, it is impossible to lift it at all.
"Ah, this can't be!" shouted the big man.
"What's the matter, what are you struggling with?" said Leng Ye indifferently.
As he spoke, the big man raised his huge rock fist and swung it at Leng Ye's smaller body.
His fists were about the size of Cold Night's body. After all, the body shape is there.
However, no matter how much the big man beats, he can't break the magic shield of the cold night.
"How can this be!" the big man shouted helplessly.
"There's no trick here, isn't it time for me to make a move?" Leng Ye was very confident in his heart, and asked Dahan.
"Why! My attacks don't work against you. The big man shouted in despair.
Before Dahan could say the following words, Leng Ye urged the magic of his body, poured it into his palm, and launched a fatal blow to Dahan.
"Flame Soul - Flame Release. ”
I saw that Leng Ye's mouth was reading quickly, and under the urging of magic, black magic fluctuated in his palm, and a flame appeared in an instant, and that flame was different from before, the color was almost all black, and the shape became much larger.
The black breath in the cold night eyes spewed out, and he used all his strength to pull forward, hitting the big man's heart squarely.
"Poof"
The sound of muscles tearing, mixed with the thick smell of blood, and the hands that gathered dark magic had pierced the iron skin of the Great Han.
In the cold night, you can clearly feel the beating of the heart in your hand, and when you pinch it hard, there is a "bang" sound, and the blood in the heart is splattered and turned into slag in the palm of your hand. As his heart shattered, the big man fell to the ground like a falling rock, and with the slowly dilated pupils, the black hole hole eyes had lost their luster, and the eyes that were still wide open exuded the fear of death.
The splattered blood, sprinkled on the cold cheeks of the cold night, still had a little warmth.
"It's over, it's finally over. ”
The confused eyes of the cold night, looking at the scene in front of him, gasped, and the sense of loss in his heart made him feel the desolation of the black hole.
The remnant sun of the land of fear left a deep impression on the cold night, and the moment he looked at the blood mist, what kind of experience was it, the miserable white face, the bright red stained blood, with a strange aura, walked through the fluttering gray mist, giving people a sad and desolate feeling.
The terrifying battlefield in front of them reminded people of pale faces and the shouts of the wolf wind, although it was noon, the sunlight through the blood mist and dust did not seem to be dazzling, and made people's hearts feel cold.
His eyes kept searching around, and in a pile of corpses not far away, Wolf Feng lay quietly, feeling that he was not breathing, and the originally handsome battle robe was already in tatters. There was also a lot of blood on it. Over time, the blood, contaminated with dust, had long since coagulated.
"Wolf Wind!"
Leng Ye rushed forward with a brisk step, and slowly picked up the dying wolf wind, his broken arm, twitching from time to time, although he had only known the wolf wind for a long time, all the tragedies caused by this incident made Leng Ye feel guilty in his heart.
Sometimes, he even felt like a disaster, and all his friends and relatives around him had left him.
"Wolf Wind, Wolf Wind, wake up. Cold Night kept shouting in that desolate and choked voice.
However, life is gone, and there will never be any return, and how can the wolf wind hear the cry of grief in the cold night.
The spirit of wolf wind's sworn protection seems so beautiful and so calm.
The leaves of the tree can only be blown up by the wind when they are exhausted, they can dance and fly in the air, the petals can only show their fragility and thinness when they wither, the old trees can only have a poignant sense of vicissitudes when they die, the stars will become brilliant only when they are gone, and the thorn bird will sing the most moving song only when they die......
In the eyes of the cold night, Wolf Feng just fell asleep quietly, a deep sleep with no end in time, maybe he was still silently guarding them in another world.
"Cold night, how is Brother Wolf Wind?"
Xuan Yue looked at the wolf wind beside Leng Ye, and rushed over with a shout from not far away.
"Xuan...... Xuanyue, yes, I'm sorry. ”
Leng Ye didn't look up, because he couldn't face the current Xuanyue at all, and he couldn't face the occurrence of this tragedy.
Hearing this, Xuanyue's face turned pale for a while, she leaned on the ground, snatched away the wolf wind in Leng Ye's hand, and hugged it in her arms, her whole body trembled slightly, her wicker-like thin eyebrows, and looked at Leng Ye with her big eyes that were already wet.
In those eyes: longing, sorrow, sadness, remorse, guilt, supplication...... There are no more suitable words to describe it. After a long time, she lowered her lacquered eyes, and two lines of tears seeped out.
"Brother Wolf Wind, wake up, you wake up, you said that you want to protect Xiaoyue for the rest of your life, how can you be so ruthless to leave me and my brother and leave alone. ”
Strong feelings came at her like Mount Tai overwhelmingly, her hands and feet were numb, her blood was about to coagulate, her heart was about to suffocate, as if a sharp knife had pierced her heart, and her internal organs were broken! She didn't say anything to me, and she didn't even have time to say a word, her eyes were black, and she fainted beside the cold night.
"Xuanyue!" Leng Ye shouted.
Xuan Yue's young heart couldn't accept such a big blow, and fainted in grief and crying.
Leng Ye looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but think back to the past.
A few days ago, the wolf wind was still majestic, but today it has left them, under the powerful force, life seems so insignificant, and the wolf wind pins his thoughts on them.
In the future, I can only fantasize in my memories, no matter what happens in the future. You have to face it bravely, don't let yourself be in a period of confusion.