342 The Rise and Fall of the Royal City (70th Anniversary)
There was no fear in its eyes, and its body was as light as a swallow, but its sharp claws cut through the air like lightning, revealing a cold glint.
He hissed, "You humans are despicable for winning with numbers! Heh heh, I've been waiting for you all along!"
Zhang Dazhuang and Yun Heiyi didn't say much, their eyes filled with murderous intent!
In the distance, Yun Baiyi and his men hurried over to the place where the scholars had met. A man and a woman, an old man and a young man, were floating in the air waiting. The old man had wrinkled skin and wore a black robe with a strange staff on his back.
The girl was petite and exquisite, with an outstanding appearance. She had two cute little tiger teeth showing, and she was gnawing on a leg, her mouth covered in blood.
While eating, he said, "Didn't everyone say there are people everywhere outside and you can eat as much as you want? How come we only found a few people after searching for so long? It's really not enough, and the food isn't very good either."
This isn't tender enough; the city is so vibrant! It smells delicious.
Here it comes, here it comes, it smells so good! But I really don't want this. It's awful.
He casually tossed it, and it landed right in front of Yun Baiyi. Yun Baiyi stared at the toe in front of him, speechless and without the slightest emotion. At this moment, only calmness remained. Utterly calm.
He growled, "Form ranks!"
Behind him, the soldiers stood silently, their heavy, menacing aura rising into the sky. The air above seemed to be on fire.
He Chen stirred slightly, and the women slowly woke up. Looking at them gently, he said softly, "I'll go check on them. You all continue to rest. Don't worry."
The group nodded gently, exhausted. They carefully covered everyone with blankets, and the door opened softly and disappeared in a flash.
After her lover left, Jingzhai and the others gently opened their eyes and slowly got up.
Jingzhai said in a low voice, "Let's go prepare. Just in case."
Ji Xixi, Piaomiaoyue, Yun Su, Yun Qing, Wei Qinghui and the others nodded slightly.
His eyes flashed coldly, and deep down he thought, 'How despicable! They've disturbed my precious dream.'
Grandpa Tiger leaped up, his figure transforming into a golden light, moving so fast it was almost impossible to catch. His true energy circulated rapidly throughout his body as he leaped through the mountains and forests, his physique as solid as a mountain.
However, at this moment, Old Man Tiger was very cautious, avoiding any direct confrontation with Zhang Dazhuang and Yun Heiyi. He looked at the large knives in their hands with great caution, as if he were trying to delay.
The two broadswords were like two massive iron boulders weighing tens of thousands of pounds, sharp and hard, capable of cutting a chunk of flesh with a single strike.
Suddenly, Tiger Grandpa's claws gleamed with a chilling aura, and he clashed them head-on with the two men's broadswords. Instantly, the surrounding trees fell, the vegetation rustled, and the air exploded with a deafening roar.
The ten-person team retreated rapidly. Seeing this, the scholar prepared to take this opportunity to leave suddenly. Behind him, the temple door suddenly opened, and his tall, fat companion grabbed him tightly by the neck.
His voice was hoarse as he said, "What do you want to do? Let me go right now, or I'll make you pay."
A chewing sound, the sound of bones being crushed, came from below.
The scholar looked down in fear and saw another, somewhat chubby creature, biting at his leg. No blood flowed out, only decaying bones.
For a moment, he couldn't accept it, didn't want to accept it, and was unwilling to accept it. He said in a frenzy, "Impossible! I'm not dead yet! I'm still alive! I want to go back and marry my Xiao Cui!"
"Grandpa Tiger, Grandpa Tiger, this isn't real! I'm not dead yet! I can still live, right?"
A frantic struggle ensued. The person behind remained silent, only tightly gripping her, displaying an incomprehensible resentment and a fleeting, unimaginable pain.
He lowered his head, the sound of chewing rising, completely oblivious to the sand and stones swirling around him.
The powerful strength, tough physique, and bloodline power of the demonic beasts caused a sandstorm to rise in an instant, destroying all vegetation. Their figures collided, making it impossible to tell who was who.
Suddenly, Tiger Grandpa hardened his heart, opened his tiger's mouth wide, and a powerful gust of air shot out, rushing towards Yun Heiyi. Yun Heiyi neither dodged nor evaded, but met the attack head-on with a full-force slash.
Gathering all his strength, the blade flashed, and a three-foot blade of light shot out. Then, following closely behind, man and blade became one, fearlessly leaping forward and striking Tiger Grandpa's neck.
Old Tiger instinctively dodged, his heart filled with anger. 'Weren't all those weak humans cowards afraid of death? Even the few who were brave were just putting on an act.'
There was no time to think, no time to blink. Faced with this sudden, desperate attack, it was too late to dodge.
The blade energy was blocked, but what followed was Yun Heiyi's attack without any defensive stance. His defenses were wide open, and the blade light was as dense as a rainstorm, one strike after another, seemingly giving him no chance to breathe.
Old Tiger had no choice but to be pushed back several steps, but he could not break free from the entanglement, and the two continued to clash with each other!
"Furious! Furious! Furious!" Old Tiger roared furiously, "You're asking for death! I'll devour you alive!"
A deafening roar erupted, and a burst of red true energy shot forth. The raging true energy around him turned crimson, and he pounced forward, completely ignoring Zhang Dazhuang, who was slashing at him with all his might.
With its sharp claws sweeping across and its gaping maw wide open, it aimed to bite off Yun Heiyi's neck. The violent power of its true energy shattered the surrounding trees into dust.
Tiger Grandpa was incredibly powerful and his face was full of murderous intent. At this moment, he was determined to kill the insect in front of him. Tiger Grandpa's arrogance was not to be trifled with.
Yun, dressed in black, focused his sword energy, his expression resolute, his face showing no change whatsoever. His figure transformed into a gust of wind, cutting into the tiger spirit's attack path with unparalleled speed. He concentrated all his true energy, slashing horizontally with his greatsword, indifferent to life and death, ready to fight to the death.
In the instant of the clash, a blade flashed, and only a faint sound, like an eggshell cracking, could be heard. A tiger's claw struck, and unable to withstand the blow, the attacker was sent flying, tumbling three times in the air.
Tiger Grandpa's sharp claws struck with lightning speed, and he was swept away like a withered leaf blown by a gale. His chest was noticeably dented, as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer. His clothes tore and exploded, leaving him covered in wounds, and blood gushed from his mouth, staining his entire chest red.
Seeing his opportunity, Zhang Dazhuang's eyes flashed with unstoppable force. His terrifying innate power, combined with the true energy throughout his body, made the blade seem to ignite, radiating light while its surface darkened.
His body seemed to be connected with the power of heaven and earth, becoming one with them. A powerful energy surged forth, as if the blade itself was about to explode.
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