Douluo metal legend

Chapter 79 Outbreak
The ancient corpse of Xueyihou let out a wail, was hit by the flames and hit the ceiling high, and then fell to the ground, looking desperately at the evil and brave and started to eat Chen Zhengjun's severed arm!
There is nothing sadder than the fact that a duck with its mouth full is eaten by someone.

"Xiaoxuan, next...it's up to you."

After Chen Zhengjun finished speaking, he fell to the ground and passed out instantly.

Tang Xuan: "..."

He wanted to cry, so it was up to him, how could he have that ability, he couldn't even break the defense.

Killing the boss with a pedicure is a magical operation that only appears in the game.

In reality, it is impossible for normal people to have that kind of unlimited physical strength and energy.

The ancient corpse of Xueyihou, which was hit by Chen Zhengjun's last blow of Dan Huolong, fell not far away, his limbs were completely carbonized and smashed, and his whole body exuded a strong stench of burning.

This is a real hit!
It began to greedily stare at the unconscious Chen Zhengjun, and wriggled its body to crawl forward.

"My god, this is not dead!"

Seeing this corpse so stiff, Tang Xuan was so nervous that his hand holding the hammer trembled a little.

Tang Xuan took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart.

Compass is old and pedantic, take care of Master Chen! "

Tang Xuan threw Chen Zhengjun over to where the two were, and then advanced instead of retreating, braving the sky full of ice and thorns, and rushed towards the ancient corpse of Bloody Hou!

"Fusion—"

Tang Xuan held the giant hammer and raised it high.

The momentum is like a sea like a sea, making people tremble.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze directly.

Suffocating!

"Doomhammer!"

Soul power, burn!
Destroy divinity, burn!

Mental power, burn!

Everything is sublimated in burning!

The giant hammer ignited a purple-gold flame!

Muscle rhythm, blue veins burst.

The purple-gold ultimate giant soldier crossed an inconceivable trajectory, and suddenly bombarded towards the ancient corpse of Blood Yihou.

The outrageously exaggerated giant hammer directly and violently rubbed the atmosphere.

"Boom..."

The sound of wind and thunder is deafening.

The exaggerated sonic boom, the drama screams.

"Om-"

The violent to the extreme power swept out in an instant.

In an instant, it turned into a violent shock wave.

Dazzling, people can not look directly.

He slammed at the ancient corpse fiercely.

"Boom--"

time and space.

It seems to be frozen.

The violent wind pressure made it hard to open your eyes.

Tang Xuan appeared behind the ancient corpse of Xue Yihou, his whole body was cracked, dripping with blood, breathing violently,

The tall figure stood there, staring intently at the giant hammer in his hand that was emitting bursts of blue smoke due to the previous violent friction with the atmosphere.

The head of Xue Yihou's ancient corpse fell to the ground, and his body began to turn into dust and scattered.

The head of Xue Yihou's ancient corpse looked at everything in front of him resentfully. At the last moment of his life, he seemed to feel death, and let out the last roar of death. A thorn of ice pierced through countless gravels, and stabbed straight at Tang Xuan .

This is its ultimate rage!
Tang Xuan didn't have any strength to move at this moment, just when he thought he was going to die...

A figure suddenly appeared and stood in front of him.

It's Hanyong!
He didn't know when he would wake up, and he blocked the route of the ice thorns without any hesitation.

The ice thorns pierced his body, and when he was about to string Tang Xuan on like a gourd, he twisted his body bravely and broke the ice thorns!
This was a terrifying operation, because the broken ice thorn pierced the brave body for the second time.

The silver-white ice crystals were stained with blood-red blood, blooming in front of Bravery's chest!
"Damn it, Brother Yong!!!"

The head of Xue Yihou's ancient corpse turned into dust under Tang Xuan's unbelievable gaze and scattered.

The journey of longevity in 2000 has created an extremely rare terrifying monster like it.

It should have digested all the energy at a certain moment on a certain day, evolved, walked out of the tomb alone, and set off a bloodbath.

but……

That day, after all, has not come.

Perhaps, this is a curse from the heavens on the technique of longevity. Accidents always come one step ahead of success.

But Tang Xuan's attention is now on Hanyong, he suppresses the bloody wound that keeps gushing out from Hanyong!
If before today, someone had told him that there would be someone he had just met who would stand in for you, then he would definitely regard this person as an idiot!
But now, his mind is full of confusion. This feeling of a stranger [blocking the gun] for him is indescribable and incomprehensible.

Anyway, Tang Xuan just wants to cry now.

"Are you fucking out of your mind? Why did you come here to be my meat shield when you could get out alive? Damn it, Brother Yong, don't die!"

Tang Xuan spoke hurriedly, and there was tension, discomfort, and worry in his eyes...

Damn it, I have traveled through so many years, how come I owe someone for saving my life!
The old pedant also ran over at this time, looked at the injuries of Hanyong, only felt that his scalp was numb, two such large penetrating wounds on his chest, even if they didn't touch the fatal parts, they were enough to kill him.

"Xiaoyong, are you going to die?"

Hanyong spat out a mouthful of old blood, and said angrily: "Shut up your fucking mouth, hurry up and find someone to save me before I die, I can still save me!"

"Well... well, I'll hurry up and find someone to help, you all hold on!" The old pedant rushed out after finishing speaking.

One is seriously injured, one has a broken arm, and one is exhausted. A pedant can't take care of all of them by himself.

I don't know if another group of people who were isolated on the suspension bridge have crossed over, but now the only hope is them.

Hanyong said softly: "Xiaoxuan, help me lean against the wall, it's a bit uncomfortable to lie down."

Tang Xuan came to his senses, helped Hanyong up, moved him to the wall and sat down.

"Xiaoxuan, can I ask you something?"

"Brother Hun, don't talk anymore, the blood can't stop!"

Tang Xuan took out the gauze from the backpack, and kept stuffing the compass until the wound, trying to stop the loss of blood as much as possible.

Then he kept pouring pills into Hanyong's mouth.

He found that his hands were shaking, and shaking very badly.

Damn, he didn't even shake when he hit someone with a hammer just now! ! !

"It's useless. The penetrating injury caused internal bleeding, and my heart was also pierced. I can't be saved. I can only live for more than ten minutes at most."

Tang Xuan's hands froze, and his face turned pale instantly. Seeing that his expression was serious, he didn't seem to be joking with him, and asked in shock, "What did you say!?"

"People, sooner or later they will die."

"And my soul has long been eroded, even if I hadn't been attacked this time, I wouldn't be able to live for long,
And I'm alone, so I don't have any worries, but you are different, you still have a bright future..."

"Cough cough."

Hanyong spat out two mouthfuls of blood and wiped his mouth. Amidst the sound of emotion, his breathing gradually weakened, his eyes slowly closed, and he muttered in his hometown opera accent:

"Angry ~ rushing to the crown, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain. Looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, strong and fierce! Thirty... fame and dust, eight thousand miles of road clouds... don't wait... idle..."

As the humming became smaller and smaller, Hanyong gradually fell asleep.

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(End of this chapter)