Chapter 225 Shurazi Beheading
Volume 1 Chapter 225: Beheading
Han Wuyang forcibly controlled his body as he retreated. Facing the menacing assassination, he had no time to think or hesitate. The golden lines between his eyebrows were looming, the blood all over his body was hot at this moment, and the power of the Eagle King sealed in his body was forcibly released. This is his strongest profound meaning, and it can be the same as the Eagle King's spiritual sense. Although using it once will hurt the muscles and bones, it can't be used unless it is absolutely necessary, but now he can't care about that much anymore. death threats.
In an instant, Han Wuyang's expression changed suddenly, and there was an ethereal and powerful holy might.
die! Qin Ming's eternal sword, which was frozen in the sky, slammed forward, and a fierce sword energy rushed through the air, like a light spot, and like a thin needle, stabbing away. Immediately after that, the three-headed sparrow fluttered its wings and chirped, and suddenly turned into a phoenix, magnified nearly ten times, with bright wings, sprinkled with fine light in the sky, dragged up its long tail feathers, and pulled an even more astonishing wave of sword energy. , Under the stunning and horrifying gazes of the audience, the three gorgeous spirit phoenixes fluttered and turned, screaming and killing Han Wuyang, followed by an overwhelming wave of sword energy.
"Ha!" Han Wuyang roared loudly, the sound waves trembled the space, and the violent fluctuations in the surrounding space could clearly be seen. His whole body was aroused by dazzling light waves, which were thousands of needles of light, which converged into a sea of light soaring to the sky in a blink of an eye. The destructive momentum counterattacked the high-altitude Lingfeng sword.
However……
The bright light shot by the eternal sword pierced all the seas of light in an instant. It was like a small boat in the ocean, shaking violently in the violent storm, and it could be destroyed at any time, but in fact, it pierced steadily. At Guanghai, he pouted, and pierced Han Wuyang's chest.
When Han Wuyang was struck by lightning, he suddenly took two steps back. The spiritual shield was pierced like a piece of paper. A piercing pain spread in his chest, and even the killing power he forcibly released was out of control at this moment. In the next instant, the three spirit phoenixes galloped with the tide of red swords, and slammed into his light sea. Come, destroy all the light tides.
"Do not……"
Han Wuyang's pupils suddenly condensed. At this moment, he forgot to dodge. The three-headed Lingfeng and the sky-filled sword tide quickly enlarged in his sight. In a flash, he was mercilessly submerged.
On the other side, the flaming giant bear rushing up from the sky attacked Yaoer head-on, but Yaoer couldn't dodge in time, but was mercilessly smashed, and then drowned and burned by the surging flames.
snort! Yan Luo snorted coldly, dare to attack me? You don't know how to live or die, you deserve it too!
But……
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a crisp whistle came from mid-air, another demon? !
Yao'er fell from the sky at a high speed, holding a blood-colored spear in her right hand. The spear seemed to be made of blood, and there was blood flowing inside and outside. Winking at Yan Luo, the spear in his hand slammed out, rushing towards Yan Luo.
"Impossible! I clearly killed you!" Yan Luo showed a look of surprise. The flaming magma he spewed out was his natural flame, which was connected with his mind. No matter what the flames burned, he could clearly feel it. He could be sure. The person who just burned was an individual, can feel the burning of blood energy, wait, blood energy? Doppelganger? Is that fake?
How is it possible, how can the Xuanwu realm condense into such a real clone.
But when he was in a state of shock, he couldn't help but want to explore the truth. He threw a punch, the surging heat wave violently spurted, and turned into a raging flame, facing the bloody spear.
The Yao'er tumbled and fell, her pure soul was like a butterfly, her eyes were slightly condensed, and her bloody glow was sprouting, and she actually controlled the blood-colored spear from the air. With a hook at the corner of her mouth, the spear suddenly fell, deviating from its normal position. Avoiding the flames and heat waves that erupted from Yan Luo, he shot through the street at a high speed. The moment he approached Yan Luo, the tip of the spear suddenly lifted up.
Too fast! It's like a flash of lightning, which cannot be avoided at all.
What? Yan Luo changed color again, his body surface forcibly released high temperature, turbulent transpiration, distorted space, and tried to block the blood spear, but he made a mistake. , pierced through his body in an instant, and the next moment, the blood spear suddenly shattered and recovered, dissolved into Yan Luo's body, turned into a rushing blood energy, and rampaged in the body.
Yao'er's eyes narrowed strangely, and she controlled the blood a hundred meters away.
"Ah!" Yan Luo screamed in pain, the blood all over his body seemed to be burning, he lost control, hitting his blood vessels, hitting his flesh, the pain he had never experienced before made him stiff, and he knelt heavily on the ground.
"My name is... Yao'er..." Yao'er appeared beside him like lightning, and condensed into a spear in her hand. Following her sudden appearance, it stabbed into Yan Luo's head.
The screams stopped abruptly, Yan Luo's pupils suddenly dilated, and a painful expression solidified on his face.
A series of raids are solved in two strokes!
Between the lightning and flint, most people on the street have not yet reacted, and the thunderstorm-like offensive ended abruptly.
It wasn't until this moment that the two flying portraits fell to the ground. Both Han Wuyang and Yan Luo had been severely injured and were on the verge of death.
Qin Ming carried Han Wuyang, Yaoer grabbed Yan Luo, and they all flew into the air without any stop, and the clouds and waters were neat and tidy. They climbed the window of the restaurant next to them, took a few steps, went straight to the roof, and then disappeared.
Except for a few people who clearly saw what happened, most people were a little dazed, some people were affected by the sword tide, their clothes were tattered, and they also left painful sword marks.
On the street in the distance, the guards of the Yingwang Mansion and the Yan Family were escorting the three daughters of Zi Mo to run forward.
Cao Wujiang hid to the back, for fear of any accident, he secretly scolded Han Wuyang and Yanluo for abandoning him, obviously he didn't take him seriously, and he didn't even discuss with him when something went wrong.
The three daughters of Zi Mo also tried to stay calm, trying to find an escape opportunity.
"Eagle King Mansion! Yan Family! Look here!"
A violent roar suddenly came from the roof in front of the building. The sound was very strong. It echoed through the block and buzzed, and many people looked up in shock.
"Han Wuyang and Yan Luo are both in our hands." Qin Ming was wearing a mask and a black cloak, standing on the roof, with Han Wuyang's hair in his left hand, hanging in the air, and his right hand holding the sword of eternity. on his neck.
Yao'er was also wearing a mask and cloak, pinching Yan Luo's neck and holding it high in the air.
"Master!" The guards of the Eagle Palace and the Yan family gasped in shock. What happened? It's been a while since we were apart!
The three girls in Zi Mo opened their mouths slightly and looked at the roof in surprise. Isn't that Yan Luo and Han Wuyang?
Cao Wujiang's eyes widened, didn't these two run away? How could it fall into someone else's hands in a blink of an eye.
After the street was quiet for a while, it immediately became a sensation. Who are these two people, who dared to arrest the little prince and the son of the Yan family? What do they want to do? People were talking and couldn't believe their eyes.
"Let them go!" Qin Ming deliberately suppressed his voice very thick and deep.
"Don't think about it! Let the young master go!" The guards of the Eagle Palace immediately grabbed onto the three daughters of Zi Mo and glared angrily.
"No matter who you are, figure out that this is the imperial city, and dare to attack the son of our Yan family. I think you have a long life." The Yan family's guards were anxious and angry, pointing at them and reprimanded them.
"In your hearts, whose life is more valuable? Your son, or the prisoner in your hands?" The eternal sword in Qin Ming's hand was as violent as it cut open Han Wuyang's neck, and also spilled blood red blood.
"You're courting death!" The guards of the Eagle King's Mansion had their eyes split open, and a chill appeared all over their bodies.
"Release!" Qin Ming clenched the sword of eternity and put it on Han Wuyang's neck again.
Qin Ming? Fan's heart lit up, and excitedly clenched his pink fist, it was him! It must be him!
Zi Mo and Guan Yuying exchanged glances, wondering, didn't these two admit their mistakes today? Is it really...
"Release!" Qin Ming waved his sword again, wanting to open another hole in Han Wuyang's neck.
"Let's let it go!" The guards of the Yingwang Mansion couldn't hold it anymore. They didn't dare to joke about the life of the little prince, and immediately let go of the three daughters of Zi Mo.
The three women mixed into the crowd and retreated far away, keeping a safe distance first.
"Let him go now..." The guard of the Eagle Palace was about to move forward.
result……
puff!
Click!
Han Wuyang was beheaded by Qin Ming, and Yan Luo's neck was broken.
The two died tragically in a coma.
Qin Ming and Yao'er let go, and two corpses fell from the roof.
The long street, the crowded crowd, and the needles fell for a while, and everyone opened their mouths in shock.