Chapter 493 Death of the First King (4000)

The fourth king was not sure. But the gray-white spirit that was expanding like a fountain in the middle of the battlefield proved the identity of that person.

The first king, who had just returned from the United States of Yana, had absorbed the Soul Blood Secret Box and his strength had skyrocketed to the level of an extreme fighter. He was the first king whose strength and status were on par with the Demon Phoenix Holy Fist of the sect. This master who was one of the best in the world was suppressed by someone and was caught up despite running all the way.

Who was it? Who was chasing the first king?

The leader of the Dark Hunter Organization, the Black Organ Chief?

Or was it that the Whale King Arlington broke the contract and turned his face against him?

The fourth king was deeply shocked and questioned. However, before she could take the next step, the situation below changed quickly.

In the dense forest, on the ground, a huge charred pit was emitting white smoke like a burning flame. Around the pit, the ground cracked inch by inch, and there were broken and broken demon bear corpses lying one by one.

The scene was like being bombarded by a high-yield tactical missile.

The final secret blood eagle mouth swept across and bombarded, causing terrible damage to the environment. At the same time, those densely packed dark creatures, the demon bears, who were in a siege posture, were also killed by the terrifying aftermath.

I only felt a flash of red light in front of my eyes, covering the sky and the sun, and the three-meter-tall burly body froze in place, motionless like a puppet. The next second, the shock wave transmitted in the air swept through, and all the frozen demon bears seemed to be made of sand and shattered into powder.

The invulnerable mane and membrane brought by the special potion provided by the drinking sect organization were quite effective in dealing with the fists and feet of the Feiyan sect disciples. But when they encountered the dead tooth power of the Nandou Red Eagle Fist, or the dead tooth power fluctuations of the final secret blood eagle mouth, they were more fragile than a piece of paper.

Just a piece of aftermath swept by, and nearly half of the hundred demon bears died in the blink of an eye. Many others were seriously injured, half of their bodies were broken into pieces, and the other half of their bodies were bloody and disgusting, with their internal organs still squirming. They could only fall to the ground, gasping and waiting to die.

On the contrary, there were only a dozen disciples of Feiyan Sect left, who were surrounded in the middle of the encirclement. At a glance, all they saw were the black bodies of the demon bears, stacked one after another, like an indestructible iron wall.

The shrinking iron wall had taken their lives before, but now it saved their lives. The demon bears used their bodies to block the aftermath of the force brought by the blood eagle's mouth for the people of Feiyan Sect, and unexpectedly, none of the remaining disciples of Feiyan Sect were killed or injured, and they looked around in confusion.

On the battlefield, a core disciple who had just been knocked down by a demon bear and was in despair struggled to get up. His heart was pounding, he was panting violently, and he looked around with a flushed face. Five or six demon bears were frozen in place like statues, motionless, and their faces still retained the ferocious and fierce look just now. There was a strange sense of horror under the moonlight.

The core disciple was frightened and stepped back, and his shoulder hit a demon bear behind him. He turned around quickly, only to see the demon bear he hit collapsed on the spot. It was like a large group of weathered gravel flowing down.

A strong wind blew, and all the demon bears in sight turned into sandstorms. The core disciple turned his head to look at the ground, the demon bear that threw him to the ground. I saw that the entire back of the demon bear was instantly weathered and vaporized. In a moment, only one-third of the body was left.

Unexpectedly, by accident, this demon bear saved me.

It threw me to the ground and used its body to block the attack for me...

However, this core disciple would not thank the enemy. He quickly activated the secret martial arts and turned to rush towards the last remaining people of Feiyanmen.

Boom!

Behind him, a circle of air waves suddenly surged with a strong momentum.

In the deep pit, a black figure soared into the sky. His clothes were tattered and only half of his cloak was left. The pale bone mask on his face had two or three tiny cracks.

The hands hanging by his side were bleeding and the bones were visible. The gray-white spirit rushed out of his body, and it was madly reacting with the dead tooth power at the forearm, and white smoke was emitted out in a rush.

"Why is your Excellency so entangled? I was wrong to disturb your practice just now, and it was wrong to speak wildly at the door of your golem. I am willing to apologize..." The first king said loudly while breathing heavily. He has always been a flexible person, even if he is a rare extreme fighter in the world, he can lose face at will. After all, face is not as important as life.

In the 50 kilometers just now, the two sides ran wildly and fought between the dense forests and mountains. Sometimes, a palm push can blow down half of a small hill. The aftermath of a collision can knock down a forest. The more the First King fought with Kaxiu, the more frightened he became, and he was completely suppressed. No matter the exquisiteness of the boxing moves, the lethality of the fists, the strong level of the spirit, or the strength of the physique, he could not take advantage. The only advantage was the various secret techniques and explosive skills left by the essence and blood of many strong men in the Soul Blood Secret Box.

These secret techniques and explosive skills are all exquisite and target all aspects of a person's battle. Some are responsible for recovering energy and strength, some are responsible for rapid healing, some are responsible for the hardening of local muscle defense in the body, and some make the fist burst faster and more powerful. It took the First King several years to integrate everything together and turn it into his own 77 secret techniques.

All the secrets fit together like gears, forming the attack and defense system of the First King. It is called the Seventy-Seven Secrets.

However, even the Seventy-Seven Secrets cannot give him an advantage when facing the opponent in front of him. At most, he has more ways to deal with the enemy, and can withstand the pressure longer and run farther in the fight.

Under the moonlight, the First King stood on the edge of the pit. Two blood holes appeared on his shoulders and chest, and blood like red mist was emitting outwards as if evaporating. Moreover, his body with many scars began to heal rapidly, and his hands, which were separated from the bones and flesh, were steaming and growing.

The thirteenth secret, blood core, can form six blood cores in the body. When the injury is too serious, breaking the core can make the wound heal quickly.

"Hiss...hiss...hiss...hiss..."

The pores of the First King's body kept opening and closing, and they were like small mouths, greedily absorbing oxygen and strength and discharging waste.

The neat breathing sounds overlapped together, like the long cry of an elephant's trunk. A vortex was blowing around him, and strands of air were tangled and swirling.

The 32nd secret, pores. Passive activation, the more intense the battle, the more fierce the breath of the pores. Continuously restore oxygen and physical strength to the body.

There were constant flashes of light on the body of the First King, and it was obvious that various secrets began to be activated either passively or actively. In an instant, there were no less than ten secrets running at the same time, allowing him to recover quickly.

"Da Da Da..."

A figure in a windbreaker slowly walked out of the dense forest not far away.

Kaxiu's angular face was expressionless, even colder than the cold moonlight shining on his side face. He looked at the First King as if he was looking at a dead person, without joy or sadness. Just now, after chasing all the way, Kaxiu basically understood the strength of the First King, which was probably at the level of a beginner extreme fighter, a little stronger than the Totem King's Golden Totem Evil Skeleton.

But it was not particularly much, just barely reaching the threshold of the limit.

As Kaxiu flew along, he kept fighting with the First King, constantly increasing the strength of his attacks. Gradually, he forced out all the 77 secret techniques of the First King. The number was indeed large, but none of them was outstanding. In short, there was no technique that could make people feel particularly dangerous or fearful. In Kaxiu's eyes, he was slightly mediocre. His opponent had dabbled in all aspects, but was not good at all.

This kind of fighter was desperate and suffocating when bullying opponents who were not as strong as him. He had a strong suppressive force. But when facing a stronger person, it was difficult to resist and he could only run away.

In terms of threat, it was not as threatening as a glass cannon.

So, after constant probing, Kaxiu determined the opponent's strength limit. Finally, he decided to completely wipe out the First King here.

If the First King did not have any means of mutual destruction.

Then he was dead...

In the dense forest, on the open space blasted out by the aftermath of the battle, under the moonlight.

The First King's body had recovered to about 80% of its condition. He looked at Kaxiu with some fear, as if he felt the murderous intent rising from the other party: "You are indeed stronger than me, but you have seen all the way here just now, you can't kill me. I may not be outstanding in combat and attack, but I have more than a dozen ways to survive..."

"Even if I can withstand your killing move, I have recovered in less than half a minute." The First King opened his hands, revealing the white and tender skin that had just grown: "Are you sure you want to continue fighting?"

Kaxiu smiled faintly, and the breath on his body became stronger and stronger.

"Why do you have such an illusion? Did I deliberately control my strength and not kill you, causing you to misjudge my strength?"

In an instant, Kaxiu's golden hair flew, and his windbreaker rustled. The sound of water colliding came from his body. It was two rivers rushing down at the same time and meeting at the end of the virtual meridian. The glacier and magma collided together, and the micro life rune emitted a dazzling light on the back of the hand.

Boom! ! !

The Death Fang Force and the Echo Force merged into one, turning into the Sound Fang Force.

An extremely terrifying force erupted, rushing into the sky like a column of air, almost blowing apart the clouds above his head. The First King's face suddenly changed. He felt an unprecedented danger, which was something that the Whale King Arlington and the Magic Phoenix Holy Fist could not bring him. A fatal sense of oppression descended from the sky, as if a big hand was pressing on the First King.

"Seventy-seven Secrets!"

He roared, pushing the force at all costs, and the blood in his veins seemed to be burning and evaporating. The First King's body was lit up with light everywhere, and all kinds of strangeness brought by practicing the secret technique suddenly appeared. In an instant, he turned into an ugly monster, with dense holes all over his body, and two tumors on his shoulders, bulging.

The fingers became sharp, as sharp as swords. There was a thin layer of flesh membrane between the fingertips, and it was unknown what the corresponding function was. Although the appearance was scary, the First King's breath did explode to the peak.

The mask on his face also broke into two pieces at this moment, revealing a terrifying face. It was a strange monster formed by dozens or even hundreds of human faces overlapping each other. There were men and women, old and young.

There were even inhuman aliens, ugly beasts.

The essence and blood that the First King absorbed from the Soul Blood Secret Box had a terrible price, which was reflected not only in his spirit, but also in his physical appearance.

For the sake of power, he turned himself into a monster step by step.

"How could I die here? The exploration plan of the Eternal Islands is about to start. As long as many people join forces, the Purity Mask is almost within reach! Putting on the mask, my spirit and my appearance can be repaired. Even using the soul The Blood Secret Box will have no side effects..."

"My strength will increase significantly in the coming period..."

"It's on par with the Demon Phoenix Holy Fist, or even surpasses it."

"I can't die here!!!"

Under the oppression of Ka Xiu's terrifying power, the First King roared like crazy in his heart. Gray-white aura surged out of his whole body like a torrent, engulfing the space within a radius of several hundred meters.

"You want me to die!?" The First King vomited blood from his eyes, and his unprecedented will to survive made him burst out with unprecedented strength.

The first king general even swallowed all five drops of blood essence in the secret box of soul blood, leaving no trace of his trump card behind, and used all his strength to deal with the enemy.

Hot magma-like heat spurted out from the pores of his body. He stepped on the ground, digging a huge pit with every step, and flew up with the last kick. It was like a jet plane rushing towards Ka Xiu.

The flaming meteor-like momentum made the sky tremble.

However, in Ka Xiu's eyes, this was more like a moth flying into a flame.

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."

The terrifying sound in his body could no longer be suppressed and spread out unscrupulously, shaking the surrounding air. The next second, the terrifying extreme power surged out and turned into a purple-red waterfall.

The waterfall roared, tearing apart and blasting the air, forming densely packed hollow bubbles, like a violent torrent like a water column. And within this purple bubble, there is a tornado composed of scarlet teeth.

Boom boom boom! Boom! Bang bang bang bang bang...

In mid-air, two figures collided fiercely, carrying extreme power. The world froze in a stalemate for an instant, but in just a few blinks, the outcome was decided. The purple-red current that occupied half of the sky roared past, defeating the gray-white mist in the other half. It is a perfect interpretation of what violence and destruction are.

The First King will retreat crazily in the air, and a purple-red waterfall will wash over his entire body, falling from the sky and slamming into the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Boom boom boom boom…

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

"Damn Arlington, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!!!"

I had a cold and a fever, so I was forced to enter. My mind can't move, I feel stupid, and I don't know how to write.