Boom!
A violent force erupted from the King of Zhongyuan's body.
Cheng Guying, Wen Xingtian, Yu Jiaren, and Liu Yichun were sent flying at the same time. Their bones cracked in mid-air.
Xiang Kuangren took three steps back. His tall body collapsed as he spat out mouthfuls of blood. The Overlord Halberd in his hand broke into three pieces.
Cheng Guying and Yu Jiaren's mouths were dripping with blood as they spat out a piece of flesh. Both of them hated the King of Zhongyuan to the extreme. Even if they were sent flying, they still bit onto the King of Zhongyuan's flesh with all their might and tore it off.
Meanwhile, Ye Changqing, who had the highest cultivation, was still fighting the King of Zhongyuan with all his might. Both of their limbs were wrapped around each other. Ye Changqing refused to let go no matter what, allowing his bones to crack.
His brothers had already lost their ability to fight. If the King of Zhongyuan managed to break free from him, they would die immediately!
Ye Changqing fought with all his might.
With a boom, both of them fell to the ground at the same time and continued to roll on the ground.
The two of them roared madly and angrily. They rolled around on the ground, throwing punches at each other. Suddenly, Ye Changqing's hand stabbed viciously into the Prince of Zhongyuan's left eye, his only remaining eye!
Both of the King of Zhongyuan's eyes were crippled!
The King of Zhongyuan kept vomiting blood, and Ye Changqing was also vomiting blood. The bones in their bodies were cracking and breaking in many places. However, their four legs were intertwined with each other, and neither of them allowed the other's leg to break free to attack. Their only remaining hand was frantically hitting the other's body!
Meanwhile, the King of Zhongyuan's remaining hand had already turned into a bone club. Even his fingers and palm were gone. Every time he hit Ye Changqing, he felt more pain than Ye Changqing!
"Give me back my brothers' lives!" Ye Changqing seemed to be unaware of pain. He was only left with the thought of attacking madly as he roared with all his might.
"Give me back my brothers' lives!" The King of Zhongyuan also roared as he attacked with all his might!
The King of Zhongyuan's yellow robe, which was obviously a treasure, was now riddled with holes. There were thirty to forty spots on his body that were constantly spurting blood, revealing his white bones!
The flesh on his neck was gone, and his cervical vertebrae were connected with cracking sounds. There were five or six slash marks on his scalp, and not a single strand of hair remained …
There was a hole in his stomach, and half of his intestines were hanging out.
His injuries were so severe that they could have been fatal. However, the King of Zhongyuan was attacking with all his might, completely ignoring his own injuries!
It was true that Ye Changqing did not care about his own safety, but the King of Zhongyuan was even more despairing at this moment.
Cheng Guying staggered to his feet, roaring with all his might as he leaped forward. He grabbed the Prince of Zhongyuan's intestines that were still on the ground and laughed bitterly, "Xiu 'er … you're still alive. Watch me … avenge you!!"
With a loud roar, he desperately tried to pull it out, and his body desperately retreated.
With this pull, he really used up all his strength. He was already like a lamp that had run out of oil, but he still managed to pull a full three to four meters away.
The King of Zhongyuan's screams instantly turned into ghostly wails and howls.
He stopped attacking Ye Changqing. His bony left hand desperately held onto his intestines, and he allowed Ye Changqing to attack him …
His intestines were straightened in midair by dust and gravel.
Both of them were roaring with all their might.
With a snap, his intestines broke.
Cheng Guying fell to the ground, holding half of his intestines. He put them in his mouth and chewed furiously. "Jun Taifeng, I'm going to eat you, I'm going to eat you! I'm going to eat you! Ahhhh … "
On the other side, the King of Zhongyuan continued to howl miserably. Ye Changqing roared and continued to beat him up. Yu Jiaren staggered to her feet, raised her Mountain and River Sword, and slashed down fiercely!
Wherever the sword light passed, the King of Zhongyuan's legs were separated from his body!
The King of Zhongyuan howled miserably. Suddenly, yellow light flashed, and he flew up, crashing into Yu Jiaren's chest. Yu Jiaren screamed and flew backward, blood spurting out of her mouth.
The King of Zhongyuan fell down fiercely. His broken thighs immediately stabbed into the ground, and he howled miserably again.
Now, both of his hands were crippled. His right hand was like a smashed bamboo, broken into pieces. Only half of his left hand was left. Both of his legs were chopped off, and both of his eyes were blinded. Even his intestines were pulled three to four meters away by Cheng Guying.
After the last headbutt, he no longer had any attacking power. However, he was still shaking his head left and right, howling miserably, and shouting hoarsely, "Die! Die! All of you must die! "
Ye Changqing, who had fought him for the longest in close combat, had more than half of his bones broken. He was gasping for his last breath.
At the last moment, he used his lifetime's cultivation and his own body to lock down the King of Zhongyuan's explosion. Otherwise, one or two of Wen Xingtian and the rest would have died.
That was the King of Zhongyuan's last breath of origin energy. If he was not careful, it would be an extreme self-explosion!
But it did not matter now. The King of Zhongyuan's last breath of origin energy had been exhausted. It was impossible for him to self-explode!
Yu Jiaren and Cheng Guying slowly crawled towards the King of Zhongyuan on the ground. Their eyes were filled with extreme hatred.
At this time, the two of them were also completely exhausted. They didn't have much strength left in their bodies. As they crawled, the bones in their bodies cracked. However, their gazes were steady. They relied on their willpower to persevere. They couldn't bear to see this bastard die in front of them. They couldn't accept it!
They must, they must kill him with their own hands. They must cut off his last breath!
Wen Xingtian's legs were broken, but he was still crawling forward with his elbows.
Liu Yichun was unconscious on the ground.
"Qianshou!"
Wen Xingtian roared hoarsely, "Qianshou, hang in there. Hang in there for me … This bastard is going to die in front of you … Shi Yunfeng, brother, watch from the heavens … We have avenged you …"
"Avenged …" Wen Xingtian murmured. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and fainted on the ground.
Far below the stairs, Hua Qianshou was still twisting his neck to look over. His face was still filled with a cruel smile. However, there was no longer any light in his eyes …
Above his mouth, a lit cigarette had already burned to the end.
The ashes fell on his lips.
He did not know when this man, who did not know how his descendants would evaluate him in his life, had completely stopped breathing.
In the end, he was one step ahead of the King of Zhongyuan!
Finally, finally, Grandma Shi and Cheng Guying crawled to the front of the King of Zhongyuan. The two of them roared angrily and pounced forward, forgetting everything. The short sabers and broken swords in their hands ruthlessly stabbed into the King of Zhongyuan's body again and again! Pull it out! Stab it again! Pull it out again!
At this moment, the King of Zhongyuan could no longer resist. He groaned and cursed viciously on the brink of death. Until Granny Shi bit his throat. With a snap, she crushed his laryngeal bone, broke his windpipe, and broke his blood vessels …
The King of Zhongyuan finally lost his voice.
But Cheng Guying and Yu Jiaren were still crazily stabbing, slashing, biting, tearing, and tearing …
Rumble …
The King of Zhongyuan's head rolled on the ground.
Cheng Guying used the last bit of his strength to jump up and press the head under his body. He gasped for breath and stabbed the broken sword in his hand with all his strength.
"Xiu 'er … Xiu' er … Grandpa has avenged you … Yunfeng, Qianshou, brother, brother has avenged you …"
"Avenged … Ahhh …"
Cheng Guying raised his head and roared. Suddenly, he fainted because of exhaustion.
On the other side, Yu Jiaren was still biting the King of Zhongyuan's body. "Give me back Yunfeng. Give me back my husband … Give me back … Give me back …"
As she bit, big drops of tears fell down …
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian, who had been watching for a long time, couldn't help but shiver. They looked at each other and felt that their teeth were chattering.
They were the two people who were in the best condition. Zuo Xiaonian wasn't even seriously injured. She still had the strength to fight. However, what they saw in front of them was too exciting and shocking.
It was far beyond their knowledge and experience. They didn't move for a long time and were stunned on the spot. There was such a terrible hatred in the world!
The power of hatred was so great!
In fact, if the two of them hadn't intervened in this battle, the result would have been reversed. As the King of Zhongyuan said, he would have killed all of Hua Qianshou's brothers in front of him!
Finally, finally, there was no more movement.
From the beginning to the end, Yin-Yang Guest and the Netherworld Assassin, who were in the air, had been watching this battle. They had seen the insufferably arrogant King of Zhongyuan die miserably.
The Netherworld Assassin was trembling all over. He stared straight as if he was in a nightmare. His forehead was full of cold sweat.
"Let's go." Yin-Yang Guest also felt that his body was full of cold sweat.
"Okay … I … I'll go to the Sun Moon Pass …" The Netherworld Assassin was trembling all over. This cruel scene made this experienced Jianghu man, who had killed countless people, have a subtle feeling of being scared out of his wits.
"Okay."
The two of them disappeared while trembling.
In the void, there were a few people who had been watching quietly from the beginning to the end.
"Why didn't they do anything? Isn't the price they paid a bit too tragic? "
"We can't do anything." You Dongtian took a deep breath. "This is their revenge. If we do something, we won't let them vent their anger …"
"That boy and girl …"
"They are their students! It's natural for them to avenge their teacher! "
"If they couldn't win, we would have intervened. But since they exhausted Jun Taifeng, we don't have to do anything! This is what they deserve, what they deserve! "
"Understood."
The other person sighed softly.
"The descendants of the Imperial War God … are … gone … just like that …" Marshal Ximen looked down bitterly. The request of his old brother was still ringing in his ears.
Now, he had to watch his son being killed by a group of people in the most cruel way.
"Can you commit crimes as you wish after gaining merits?" You Dongtian glared at him. "If I have a son, can I kill all of you? Continue to live a carefree life? "
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