Mad owl

[Volume 415, Chinese Royal Family] Chapter 4, Assault! ! ([-])

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Severe pain swept through his body, impacting his brain and nerves, and Di Cheng let out another unbearable scream. *.* At the same time, the Ghost King followed closely with his left hand into a fist, and slammed into the wound on Di Cheng's chest. There was no direct impact, but a deliberate angle.

puff! !The fist collided with the muscle, and the wound just opened was torn immediately, and the flesh and bone were obviously dislocated and rubbed, almost revealing the pale heart-protecting sternum inside.

It's like peeling skin and tearing meat!

The unimaginable pain surged again, Di Cheng's body stiffened suddenly, and then he shuddered, his face was pale and colorless in an instant, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his mouth was wide open, as if screaming, but he didn't. No sound is emitted.

At this moment, he completely lost his ability to fight!

"How long can we last!" The ghost king didn't show mercy, nor could he show mercy. His violent right foot drew a majestic arc and hit Di Cheng's chin heavily.All the fierce force surged, and cracks were all over the mandible bone in the crackling sound. Accompanied by the sweeping pain, Di Cheng's body trembled again, and he was thrown out in embarrassment.

"He's cheating!!" Mu Qiaoyun in the lobby screamed suddenly, and was about to rush down.

"I'm an ancestor!! Are you having convulsions, old man?!" Ah Xing hugged Mu Qiaoyun, but felt that the posture was unsightly, so he hurriedly let go.

"Eh..." Ah Xing grinned secretly, hurried up to help Mu Qiaoyun, and stopped her forcefully: "This is not a competition, there is no shame or shame."

"Go save Qin Yun, hurry up." Mu Qiaoyun was so anxious that she almost lost her mind.

"Me? Save him?" Ah Xing's eyes widened, and he quickly waved his hands: "This is a big joke. I have delicate skin and tender flesh, but I can't stand that kind of torture."

Everyone else looked at her like a fool, saving someone?Fortunately, this girl can think of it!

Wei Zheng couldn't help persuading him: "Qiaoyun, stop messing around! Save people? Outside is a place where 'people' can go? Even throwing a Tibetan mastiff over there will scare you to death!"

Everyone thinks that the outside is indeed not a place where "people" can go!

As soon as the words fell, a deafening roar suddenly sounded outside. The sound was so sudden and loud that it made everyone tremble in fright!

At the most critical moment, the snow lion came running wildly. The huge figure of more than three meters was like an angry cannonball in the accelerated running, and it rushed towards the ghost king viciously.After all, it is a real beast, and when it is in a state of madness, its momentum is wilder and more shocking than that of Dahan and others.

The ghost king frowned slightly, and hurriedly dodged to the side.puff! !The snow lion's slapping paws brushed against the ghost king's shoulder, and the sharp edge tore through the clothes and flesh, leaving a deep bloody mouth, and the scarlet blood surged out uncontrollably.

The snow lion fell to the ground with a bang, turned around, glared at the ghost king, poked out its sharp claws, raised its head and let out a deafening roar!Due to anger and mania, the white hairs all over his body stand on end like steel needles, especially the sideburns around his neck, making him look like a heroic lion!

Momo Di Cheng finally found a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, but the seven bloody wounds on his body, as well as the bloody chin, devoured his physical strength like a vacuum cleaner, and the severe pain stimulated his nerves to twitch.

There is only one feeling that is the strongest in the depths of consciousness——pain! !

He was so painful that he almost suffocated! !

Even standing is a bit strenuous!In just a few moments, the situation was drastically reversed!From stalemate to massacre!If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of the snow lion, Di Cheng might already be lying on the ground by now.

The ghost king looked at the snow lion coldly, his 'ghost fangs' slashed from the tip of his tongue, the blood on the *, a strong fishy smell flowed between the tongue coating, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.... "Di Cheng, let your pet go, I can promise to save its life!"

Just as Di Cheng was about to speak, a piercing pain came from his shattered jaw. Even though he was resolute, he couldn't help but let out a small moan.

"Count to three, one...two..." The ghost king didn't intend to pause at all, his tone was not fast, but not slow, without easing up, the word "three" jumped out of his mouth.

"The opportunity is given, it's because you don't know how to cherish it. If the old living Buddha is not convinced, you can ask me to argue!" The ghost king didn't want to entangle any more, and ran at full speed with his full strength, aiming at Di Cheng.

The snow lion roared angrily and ran wildly, causing the ground to tremble. After ten steps, it jumped violently. With ferocious fangs and sharp claws, it rushed at the ghost king viciously.

The ghost king rose up at the same time, and under the surge of power, he jumped nearly three meters into the air and collided head-on with the snow lion.At the moment when the sharp claws hit the ghost king, the ghost king's tense left fist precisely hit the center of Snow Lion's forehead.Whether it's the snow lion killing with all its strength, or the ghost king's violent bombardment, its strength can be regarded as far exceeding the limit of human beings.

boom!Click! !One man and one beast collided in the air, and the force-receiving parts made a crisp click sound at the same time, and then rolled backwards at the same time after a short pause.Snow Lion's huge body crashed to the ground, and the severe pain in his head made him unable to stand up for a while.

The ghost king staggered a little after landing, but after all, his strength and perseverance were here, so he stopped and started attacking again.

The trembling 'ghost fangs' blasted out a death arc, this time... no one will stop it!

Di Cheng forced himself to calm down, tensed his muscles as much as possible to avoid excessive blood loss, turned around and rushed towards the chaotic crowd without hesitation.I was too injured to continue the high-intensity fierce battle, but the ghost king is definitely not much better, [-]% of his strength is less than [-]%, as long as he can fight Yang Jing or Chen Zun, he can save his life!

The ghost king guessed what Di Cheng was thinking at the first time, his speed suddenly increased, and he chased him after a few sprints.The body was running and writhing, and the tense right leg drew a majestic arc, hitting Di Cheng's back with a heavy blow like a hammer.

boom! !Pfft... Scarlet blood spewed out of his mouth, Di Chengru was struck by lightning, lost his balance and rolled out in embarrassment, crashing into the chaotic crowd.Because the range of motion was too violent, the wounds on the body were severely torn, and the pain felt like an explosion. Although it was only a flesh wound, every wound was deep enough to reach the bone and touch the internal organs.

"Brother Cheng??" The gangsters who were hit were about to get angry, but when they saw Di Cheng's appearance, they were startled at the same time. Some hurried up to help, while the other two roared angrily, using iron rods to blast him. To the ghost king! !

"Hmph!!" Ghost King snorted coldly. Although his strength was greatly reduced, the Amethyst level was definitely not something that could be provoked by this type.The figure was erratic, passing by, the ghost fangs cut the throats of the two like flowing.The sharp force not only cut through the flesh, but also affected the throat bone, and blood sprayed out.

At the same time, the two ghosts who were besieged by the black warriors became fierce at the same time, and the sabers in their hands rolled out bursts of terrifying sharp edges, breaking free from the encirclement and killing Di Cheng.

The small battle circle fell into chaos and riots in an instant. The gangsters went crazy and ruthless. The thought of "loyalty to the Lord" was infinitely magnified in their minds. They ignored life and pain, which was a completely desperate way of killing.Death God's left hand also did not show weakness, not to mention that they did not dare to slack off in front of the ghost king, their strength was fully utilized, and they did not hold anything back.

"You grandma, fight hard!!! Brother Cheng!! Hold me tight!!" A strong man's expression was twisted wildly, and he suddenly let out a hysterical roar, hugged Di Cheng's scarred body, lowered his head, and stared , Muscles tensed, like a mad bull, rushing inward.

The god of death tried his best to block with his left hand, the blade light raged, the short sword slashed, the wounds gradually became denser, and blood spattered one after another.But the strong man threw himself out completely, he didn't care about anything, he didn't think about anything, he just hugged Di Cheng desperately, protected Di Cheng, and rushed to the center of the battle circle with all his strength.

A throbbing flowed through his whole body, and Di Cheng's heart finally began to tremble. Looking at the maddened appearance of the strong man with his eyes closed, he felt the aura of sacrificing his life, and...the blood flowed, and a little bit of moisture appeared in the corner of his eyes .

"...Brother, put me down..." Di Cheng's jaw trembled, and he made a weak voice, trying to struggle out of the strong man's embrace.

Can……

"Enough! It's all... over!" The ghost king's deep and angry voice suddenly sounded beside him, a black shadow flashed past, and the huge head of the strong man rolled out with a puff, and blood rushed towards him like a fountain. Two or three meters high.

The headless corpse maintained the momentum of impact, and still ran seven or eight steps before crashing to the ground, but the consciousness of the "savior" was so strong that after death, his hands still hugged Di Cheng tightly.

The ghost king looked cold, and cast a cold glance at Di Cheng, who was in a pool of blood, and stomped his head with his raised right foot, intending to cripple him and capture him alive!

"Your foot dares to fall, my knife dares to cut!" At the critical moment, a hoarse voice like ghost whispers suddenly rang in the ghost king's ear, and at the same time, a cool blade was placed on his neck.

Due to the chaos around, noisy and noisy, the invisible ability to perceive the ghost king caused a lot of trouble.