Rumble~
Thunder was rolling, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be crushing the mountains.
Da da,
Heavy footsteps and sharp weapons clanked across the rocks, unveiling the prelude to the night's killing spree.
"not good!"
"On a stormy night, there will be a lot of killing and calamity." Yang Gang's heart shrank, "Could that Northland Spear Demon be born among the descendants like Zhao Tianqu?"
ha!
The sword lights were hidden in the night, slashing towards the ruined temple from several directions. When everyone in the Zhao family in the ruined temple heard the sound, they had no time to react. They only heard screams one after another, and the smell of blood instantly filled the mountain.
The pursuers of Titan City had already reached the front without knowing when!
Crash.
The heavy rain came as expected, with huge raindrops pouring down like the Milky Way.
The strong wind blew Yang Gang's hair, his clothes flew, and the sound of killings in the ruined temple continued. However, he held the long knife and stood motionless, tilting his head and listening like a blind man.
As if sensing something.
"What a keen spiritual sense."
A rough voice came from behind. Yang Gang turned around quietly and faced a tall and strong figure wearing yellow clothes from the front. The person who came was more than two meters tall, three or four heads taller than him. He was holding a thick and long broad knife in his hand. He stood there with a feeling of oppression like a mountain.
Yang Gang's brows knitted together tightly.
This strong man from the giant god tribe is very, very strong. He who has just begun to mature has a high probability of being no match for him.
I'm afraid... I have to explain it here tonight!
"To deal with a sentry pawn like me, I have to send someone alone to deal with it. The city of Titan is a little too cautious. It seems that today we people... are in danger?" He looked at the roaring broken ground. Temple, open your mouth to test.
"Don't worry, the three Zhen Gang and the five dragon-elephant golden bodies guarantee that none of you will be able to escape tonight." The strong man in Huang Shang didn't seem to be in a hurry to take action. He exchanged the broad sword between his hands and laughed.
Yang Gang's heart sank.
Perhaps, tonight is really a dead end.
A more dangerous death situation than the battle in Linbei City.
The enemy has already set up a dragnet, and there is only one veteran in the Zhao family who has just entered the True Gang realm. However, the master of the giant god family can quietly come close, so it is obvious that more than one True Gang realm has come. Several hidden sentries around have been dealt with.
On the contrary, my outpost survived because it was too far away.
"bring it on."
Knowing that a life and death battle was unavoidable, Yang Gang silently raised the steel knife in his hand to calm the turmoil in his heart. Life and death can only be known after a battle.
The wind blows hard.
The broad knife, like a door panel, came quickly and suddenly, reaching Yang Gang's head in an instant, and the bursts of murderous intent were heart-stopping.
He raised the knife and raised it.
With a 'ding' sound, huge power was transmitted from his arms to his body, and Yang Gang immediately took five steps back.
"Young bone period?"
The strong man in Huang Shang stopped, looking surprised.
"So what about the satin bone stage? Killing you is enough."
Yang Gang stopped, raised his sword again, and swung it across his chest.
The other party was at least in the meridion-opening stage, with mature bones and hundreds of meridians, and the power brought by his natural physique was more than tyrannical than him. Yang Gang had never learned the art of using a sword in detail, so the only thing he could get his hands on was the Burning Heaven Sword, which was self-enlightened in one move.
Facing such a person, he only has one chance.
The wind was fierce and the rain was pouring.
Yang Gang held his long sword horizontally.
It's time to test the actual combat effectiveness of the Burning Sky Sword!
In the sea of consciousness, a bright sun condenses in the sky, shining on the universe.
Slowly push the knife forward.
The wind and rain were blowing on his face. At this moment, the strong man in Huang Shang felt a slight palpitation in his heart.
"Hmph, trying to be mysterious."
He swung the broad sword, but his movements were inexplicably more cautious.
The sharp wind of the sword hit his face, and Huang Shang's strong man's sword technique carried a special sense of oppression. Before the blade came, the terrifying murderous intention seemed to split his head in two in advance.
but--
Compared to the Heavenly Sword of the giant warrior who was at the peak of the True Gang Realm in Linbei City that day... your 'infinitely weakened version of the Heavenly Sword' is just like a child playing house!
"Fengtian!"
Yang Gang suddenly opened his eyes, and two bright suns seemed to suddenly light up in the night.
The long knife is like electricity.
Seemingly slow but actually fast, it cuts through the rain curtains.
A brilliant layer of fire ignited on the blade, and little raindrops fell on the blade. The mist suddenly evaporated, like a dream.
"Uh..." Huang Shang's strong man's sword movement stagnated slightly, and Yang Gang's figure disappeared from his field of vision for a moment. Suddenly, an unpretentious long knife parted the rain curtain, and with his blade, it was like a long river of sunset falling into the earth.
His pupils shrank severely.
That long river of sunset fell into his...throat.
"One knife."
'Pfft'
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge head flew into the air.
The strong man in Huang Shang staggered two steps, his headless eight-foot body was like pushing a golden mountain toppling a jade pillar, and he knelt down limply.
Yang Gang took a breath and slowly put away the knife, only to feel that his limbs were sore and weak for a moment. The Burning Heaven Sword has exhausted all his strength, and now even an ordinary person can knock him down.
He looked towards the ruined temple where the battle was fierce.
It is no longer possible to save those people in the temple.
This is a no-life situation. The only solution for now is to escape!
Unfortunately, the probability of finding the Northland Gun Demon is even lower.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh," a sound of sobbing and struggling came.
Yang Gang lowered his head and saw a figure wearing a soldier's armor tied under a stone not far away. Zhao Ling twisted her body and stared at Yang Gang, but there was a torn sock stuffed in her mouth, which prevented her from making any sound.
"Zhao Ling?" Sporadic memories gradually became clearer. The stubborn Zhao Ling refused to listen to anything he said for a few days. He wanted to go back to Linbei City without eating or drinking. Only when he was by Yang Gang's side could he frighten her a little.
When he was on guard duty before, Yang Gang held her by his side and blocked her mouth with a sock if he thought she was making a fuss.
The memory ends here.
Yang Gang looked at Zhao Ling with a look of disgust. The derivation of this life-level long river is reasonable, and it is indeed what he would do according to his personality. But because of this, this 'bastard' was lucky enough to save his life.
"I'll help you untie the rope."
Yang Gang squatted down and whispered: "Don't make a sound, follow me and run away immediately. Do you understand?"
"Hmm."
Zhao Ling lay in the rain and calmed down obediently.
Boom!
At this moment, half of the ruined temple suddenly collapsed completely.
The two of them suddenly turned their heads and looked in the direction of the ruined temple, and heard screams accompanied by the violent wind and rain.
next moment.
I saw a middle-aged man covered in blood clashing with the temple, carrying two people and throwing them out.
"Madam, Master, run away!"
At this moment, more than ten figures broke out from all directions at the same time.
call--
A sharp blade of light cut across the night, like a dazzling galaxy, cutting seven or eight figures in half. Blood and intestinal juices spattered, and the smell was extremely fishy.
"Don't let anyone go."
The 'Qiang Qiang' broad knife drew fire on the ground, and the three-meter-tall figure walked step by step towards the only Zhen Gang realm in Zhao Mansion with a strong power. The raindrops fell outside his body, as if they were blocked by a circle of invisible energy and rolled down one after another.
"Don't even think about it!"
The middle-aged man wanted to stop him, but he was at the end of his strength and his arm was cut off by the giant man from the giant god tribe. Then there was another stab, and the middle-aged man was almost disemboweled, and his whole body rolled and flew out.
He fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and was dying.
"Don't..." The middle-aged man lay on the ground and stretched out his arms in despair.
"The mantis' arm is like a chariot."
The broad knife was raised high, and the light of the knife reflected on the frightened face of a young man.
"Then I will let you watch them die one by one in front of you!"
The blade suddenly swung down.
The young man's head flew high in astonishment, and blood spurted three feet against the rain curtain.
"elder brother."
Zhao Ling cried out sadly and wanted to rush forward like crazy.
"You're crazy!" Yang Gang quickly held Zhao Ling down, covered her mouth from behind, and dragged her back toward the stone.
"Let me go." Zhao Ling bit the back of Yang Gang's hand and struggled wildly.
But he could only watch the cold sword light mercilessly cutting through the night again.
Time seemed to freeze slowly at this moment.
"No!!!"
Underground in the Holy Capital, guard the devil's land.
A shrill roar suddenly exploded in the cave.
"Kill, kill you all - kill -" Crazy killing intent surged in all directions like a tide.
"No, that succubus is crazy again!"
That night, blood flowed into the demon-shou land, and everything was scarlet.
People in the evil army were in panic, and the evil demons hiding in the darkness fled for their lives.
"Crazy! That woman... is completely crazy!"
