Chapter 322

After a fierce battle, Lei Jiu was covered with wounds, and the trapped beast was still fighting.

He is indeed worthy of being the head of the eight monsters, the minor part of the nine songs, Huangfu Daozi's number one general, under the siege of many masters, he still fought to the death, and now his right arm was strangled, his chest There was a big hole spurting blood, and his battle armor was in tatters, with a sharp arrow stuck in one eye, and a large piece of flesh was stripped off his left leg, revealing the open bright red muscles.

Those who besieged him included at least a dozen peak masters in the early stage of foundation establishment, all of whom were the arrogance of a certain sect family, but under his bloody battle, he killed at least four or five people, and even more. Everyone is terrified of being proud of others.

"boom……"

Someone caught the opening in front of Lei Jiu and stabbed with a sword.

It was inconvenient for Lei Jiu to dodge, so he didn't dodge any more. With a roar of a tiger, he forcibly received the long sword. The sword pierced into his body, and he could even hear the "poof" of the flesh being slaughtered clearly. The person holding the sword was about to shout with joy, but Lei Jiu locked the long sword with his body, and then grabbed it with his big hand. The shining thunder and lightning turned into a big hand, and captured the monk!

"ah……"

Lei Jiulu roared, stepped on the monk's head with one foot, but lifted it with the other hand, and tore it in half. Half of his body was thrown into the air, and the blood rain rolled down, soaking Lei Jiuyi. Head to face, slowly flowing down his tattered armor, covering the whole body.

Tear your opponents apart and fight bloody battles!

The blood seemed to give him new vitality and fighting spirit, and he strode forward.

"Who dares to fight me?"

Like a wounded lion, he roared and walked forward.

Boom!

It is clear that his figure is a little staggering, but it is like a big mountain, walking forward, no one can stop it.

All the monks retreated in panic, but no one dared to step forward.

"You... are a bunch of rats, what right do you have to kill me?"

Lei Jiu roared violently, quickened his pace, and rushed towards a monk in front left.

"Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The cultivator yelled and flew quickly, not daring to face Lei Jiu head-on.

"He's already injured, what are you talking about with him, let's work together to kill him..."

A monk yelled, raised a large barbed net, grabbed a corner of the net with several other monks, and approached Lei Jiu. Lei Jiu couldn't dodge, and let the big net entangle him. On his body, the sharp barbs pierced into his body, even went straight to the bone marrow, and hooked his bones, but he didn't seem to feel the pain, and forcibly brought the big net to kill the opponent.

"boom……"

A monk was beaten to death by him, and the blood mist exploded.

"Chi..."

A monk was grabbed by his arm, tore it off abruptly, and fled with injuries.

"Whoosh..."

Lei Jiu threw out the arm in his hand, used it as a spear, pierced a cultivator who wanted to sneak attack, and nailed it into the void.

However, some escaped monks tore the fishing net vigorously, and a large piece of flesh was torn from him. Lei Jiu looked more like a blood man. He was seriously injured. If it was a mortal, even ten would die. Even at this moment, he was just relying on his own cultivation to hold on. He was unwilling, unwilling to be besieged and died like this. He felt that death was not worth it!

"You dare to rebel, why don't you dare to fight me?"

"Lei Jiu is here. If you commit rebellion, you will not escape death. Come up and fight me?"

Lei Jiu roared violently, he could no longer catch up with other monks, so he could only roar desperately to challenge others.

"Go up, go up, go up and kill him, there is only one breath left..."

"Just let others go, why don't you go?"

"The minor radical of the Nine Songs is really strong enough, no matter whether he is a running dog of the Huangfu family or not, he is still a character..."

All the monks each had their own narrow minds, and they no longer dared to confront this murderer under Huangfu's seat.

Even the enthusiasm that was aroused by Fang Xing's sentence "Attack the sword mound, grab the sword fetus" at the beginning was extinguished by Lei Jiu's fighting spirit at this time. The appearance of scrambling to kill Lei Jiu, but you push each other, and make a big circle around Lei Jiu, wherever Lei Jiu looks, there will be people rushing and retreating, and it is difficult to beat him.

"Haha, they are all a group of rats, so no one dares to fight me?"

Lei Jiu laughed loudly, with such pride that the blood on his body splashed all around, like a red mist.

"I'm here to kill you..."

At this moment, a voice sounded coldly. Behind the crowd of cultivators, a figure sitting on a pegasus appeared, holding a three-foot long spear and stabbing towards him. Green energy entwined on the spear body, carrying an unspeakable terrifying power, the poisonous dragon General stabbed in front of Lei Jiu. At this moment, Lei Jiu also stared, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "Han Ying, you are qualified to fight with me, come on!"

Amidst the roar, his remaining left arm was wrapped around Lei Guang, and he smashed towards the blue spear abruptly.

Even with one arm, even with limited mobility, he still wants to fight Han Ying, one of the Four Heroes of West Desert.

"Whoosh..."

When stabbed with a long spear, it is like a swimming dragon, invincible.

Lei Jiu's punch was also a flash of thunder, gathering all the spiritual power in his body, and it was invincible.

The thunder light on that fist was unparalleled, even more dazzling and powerful than in his heyday.

This punch seemed to blow out all the unwillingness and indignation in his heart, representing his final unyielding fighting spirit.

All the monks raised their minds, and their eyes did not blink. It depends on which of these two powerful blows is the stronger one.

But just when Han Ying's spear stabbed in front of Lei Jiu's body and was about to collide with his punch, Han Ying's long spear shook suddenly, and dozens of spear shadows appeared in an instant. When Jiu Na punched, it pierced into the air, and Han Ying's gun phantom turned into an illusion, and when the phantom disappeared, the gun pierced through Lei Jiu's chest, with a heart protruding from the tip of the gun.

There was no sound!

The cultivators did not expect that Han Ying's shot did not confront Lei Jiu head-on, but avoided his sharp edge. Taking advantage of his inconvenience, he shot straight into his heart. This is a normal method of warfare, but at this moment it seems , but it seems to be abnormal.

Lei Jiu's insane fighting spirit makes people terrified, but also gives rise to a little admiration.

Many monks felt that Han Ying wanted to pay him the last respect by fighting Lei Jiu.

Unexpectedly, Han Ying pierced Lei Jiu's heart with a single shot, and did not give him a chance to vent his last anger.

The thunder light wrapped around Lei Jiu's fist gradually disappeared, which symbolized the thunder light of his last anger, and did not hit anyone.

The look he looked at Han Ying was also extremely angry, and more disappointed and lost.

He was speechless, but his eyes seemed to scold Han Ying for being a coward.

Han Ying looked at him with a blank expression, "What qualifications do you have to fight me?"

Looking at Lei Jiu's angry and disappointed expression, there was even a sneer on his icy face: "Isn't it a sense of honor to be a slave? No matter how strong you are, you are just a vicious dog. What qualifications do you have?" Fight me?"

After saying these words, he shook the spear in his hand, and suddenly lifted Lei Jiu into the air, shouted angrily, and the spear exploded with great force, blasting Lei Jiu's body into pieces, leaving a piece of blood The mist scattered in all directions and was swallowed by the surrounding black mist. Only one head remained, which fell down and was picked up by Han Ying with a single shot. It lit up in front of all the cultivators and shouted: "Lei Jiu is dead!"

The sound wave rolled, and it also spread far away in the black mist.

The monks in the black mist were all startled, and then shouted wildly in unison...

"Haha, dead?"

With a loud laugh, a young man with golden wings flew over and shouted excitedly that it was Fang Xing.

When Han Ying saw him, he smiled and threw Lei Jiu's head over.

"Fuck, it's bloody, isn't it disgusting?"

Fang Xing grinned, kicked Lei Jiu's head away, and laughed loudly: "Brothers, attack the sword mound, grab the sword fetus..."

The sound shook the whole field, not only the monks in the black mist heard it, but also all the monks in the chaotic dragon-like valley below heard it. For a while, there was a lot of people shouting wildly. Of course, many monks listened. She curled her lips, thinking to herself, who is brother to you little devil? But seeing that the little devil was about to get into the sword mound with the light of his head, he also cheered!

"Set off……"

Fang Xing flew straight into the sky, and the billowing black mist flew towards the sword mound like a tide.

The black mist that covered the sky and the sun was like a big banner, arousing the madness of all the monks in the sky and the earth.

"Attack the Sword Tomb, Divide the Sword Embryos!"

Countless people shouted, flew up from the ground, rushed into the black mist, and joined the robbery army.

No matter who it is, no matter what attitude they have towards the Huangfu family, they will not make other choices at this time.

Go to the Huangfu's family in his uncle's house. No matter how majestic the Huangfu's family is, how important is the sword fetus in front of him?

All of a sudden, the group of cultivators were like fish, all covered their faces, huddled behind the black cloud, and headed towards the sword mound. Even the disciples of Daxue Mountain, under the leadership of Xiao Xue, selected some bold , covered his head and joined the robbery army.

Don't talk, don't talk, when it comes to robbing Huangfu's house, anyone will be moved when they hear it!

At this time, Fang Xing and Jin Wu had already landed on a mountain silently under the cover of the Wanling Banner. Looking at the large black mist and the endless monks behind, Fang Xing felt a bit spectacular , laughed, and said: "His grandma, these bastards are not stupid, they usually overthrow the world because of a letter from the Huangfu family, and when it comes to critical times, they will grab it if they should..."

Jin Wu chuckled and said: "You have committed the blame, how should you deal with it?"

Fang Xing cursed bitterly: "These bastards want to take the blame for the young master, so the young master will use them as gunmen and let the Dapeng evil king lead them to attack the sword mound, so as to attract the attention of the eight monsters who are stationed. , let's sneak in through the back door..."

Jin Wu's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Then don't we let us choose all the sword embryos?"

Fang Xing smiled triumphantly: "Go and see if we can take them all away, let them attack an empty sword mound..."