253 Battle Overlord (Part 2) and God's Will Not Here
"In front of us, although Yan Dong has been poisoned, he still has the strength to fight again. You should be careful and alert."
"Um."
Shen Yupei nodded when he heard the words and spoke in agreement.
He looked at Yan Dong and said loudly——
"Yan Dong, you have been poisoned by the poison of our wolf clan - heart-biting. This poison is cursed and there is no cure."
"...Although you are suppressing it with your internal strength now, as soon as you use your skills, the poison will spread all over your body and penetrate deep into your internal organs, especially your heart. It will feel like thousands of needles are pricking you, and it will feel like a giant beast is eating you!"
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"...When the time comes, even Daluo Jinxian will definitely die."
Hearing this, the other strong men finally felt confident.
Yan Dong's whole person was in darkness and backlight.
The light of the full moon shines from behind him, casting a bright light, but it makes it look even more psychedelic and mysterious.
The enemy couldn't see his face clearly, but they could hear his low laughter that sounded like mockery and contempt...
Everyone's scalps couldn't help but feel numb for a while.
Even though we are outnumbered at this moment, no one dares to step forward.
Shen Yupei knew in his heart that the previous demonic flame pillar did not wipe out all the Zhenbei Army.
If we wait for the Zhenbei King's reinforcements to arrive, I'm afraid they may not be able to kill the opponent by then.
"Yan Dong!"
Shen Yupei is determined to set an example.
He slowly stepped forward and drew out the wolf scimitar hanging from his waist.
Under the bright moonlight, the blade seemed to be coated with a bright silver film.
"...You killed my father, took away my family's martial arts, and ruined my entire family. After that, you continued to persecute me, the wolf clan."
"...You are the culprit of Daqian and the whole world!"
"...I will kill you today for the sake of heaven!"
Lu Minghui also stepped forward, "Yan Dong, you and I first had the hatred for the treasure; now, we have the hatred of the demon clan."
"...Killing you is for the sake of both humans and demons in the world."
Under the spotlight, the figures on the stage laughed at the sound.
King Zhenbei placed the spear in front of him and said sarcastically -
"Revenge is revenge. What's the use of looking for these general principles?"
Shen Yupei and Lu Minghui were immediately speechless.
For a time, this was indeed the case for them.
People always prefer to use high-sounding reasons to cover up their true goals.
Shen Yupei, Lu Minghui and other top sect strongmen, looking at that figure, they quietly rubbed the weapons in their hands...
"What should I do? Do you want to come together?"
"Does it violate the rules of the world to use many against one?"
"Then you go one-on-one?"
"..."
The low-pitched exchanges between the top experts turned out to be just as annoying as the woman's casual thoughts at the entrance to the village.
Shen Yupei and Lu Minghui looked at each other and knew that someone must be the first to step forward and kill them at this moment.
"Yan Dong, there is no way you can leave here alive!"
"Yan Dong, your death date has come today!"
As they spoke, they understood each other in their hearts, shouted to kill, and then rushed forward.
The two attacked from different directions on the left and right.
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But only Yan Dong waved his spear.
The golden gun seemed unstoppable.
Shen Yupei and Lu Minghui were actually unable to get even three feet closer to Yan Dong, and each of them was hit by the spear and flew away.
Because the fight was too fast and too overwhelming, it was over before the other warriors could rush up with them...
The two of them kept falling backwards, trying their best to stabilize their bodies.
Yan Dong was still standing on the stage, but there was faint black blood flowing out of his mouth.
Some sharp-eyed people noticed this blood stain, and they shouted loudly and celebrated with their hats, as if the blood stain did not come from poison, but that they themselves had injured Yan Dong.
Yan Dong was filled with disdain for the behavior of these enemies.
His eyes are still arrogant...
His eyes swept over each enemy——
"Demon clan, wolf clan, human clan. Jianghu people, court people."
Yan Dong lowered his head, feeling that the world had changed but killing remained unchanged.
Immediately, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed, and he roared like a lion——
"You all come together, why should I, Yan Dong, be afraid?!"
That voice was powerful and domineering, penetrating people's hearts like a magic power.
Everyone was shocked when they heard the sound, and for a while they kept retreating with knives.
Later, the new wolf king Shen Yupei blew the wolf god's horn], and a huge wolf god's spirit appeared in the night sky, and then descended into the human body.
Shen Yupei's eyes radiated light, and outside of his body, it was as if there was a wolf god with him.
He took one step forward, and the color of the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and everything was like the roar of wolves...
Under the leadership of the new Wolf King Shen Yupei, the warriors and soldiers launched a fearless charge against the Overlord!
Some strong men fell in an instant.
There are soldiers who risk their lives in a fight to the death.
There are despicable people who use hidden weapons to commit crimes.
The figure is illusory.
Under the moonlight.
The momentum of the golden gun is like shattering space.
I saw the phalanx of soldiers falling down one after another, and the top warriors flying with blood and flesh.
The mountains of corpses and bones are piled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seas of blood and rivers, mixed with broken arms and limbs, flowed out.
The dark wind keeps howling, as if it wants to wake up the dead souls.
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Time returns to this moment.
Dragon Killing Tomb.
Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu drove their horses and quickly led the army.
The smell of blood and water was everywhere outside the shrubbery, which was extremely pungent.
In the lush woodland, you can occasionally see the moonlight shining through the forest.
The woodland was littered with corpses.
Some corpses were lying on the ground with their heads missing;
Some corpses had half of their bodies chopped off and were leaning limply against a tree;
Some corpses were trampled directly into pulp by horses' hooves.
...These are the death conditions of the ambushes outside this place.
Of course, among the corpses in the forest, there are also the corpses of many Zhenbei sergeants and war horses.
Most of them were killed by heavy crossbows.
This is a continuous crossbow specially developed to deal with cavalry. Each soldier's corpse is penetrated by several feather arrows.
There are also huge crossbow arrows that are like javelins.
The crossbow arrows penetrated the bodies of several dead people, pinning them to the trees and to the ground. The scene was very miserable and terrifying.
Yan Wulu's face was expressionless and his eyes were cold.
He was in no mood to be sad.
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The most important thing for him now is to find and protect his father! Kill all enemies!
Under the leadership of Yan Wulu, the soldiers and horses drove quickly through the forest.
At the end of the forest, it suddenly becomes clear.
Yan Wulu was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him...
The black earth seemed to be scorched.
Compared with the black traces here, the woodland Yan Wulu and others just passed through is just the tip of the iceberg of the original woodland.
The remaining flames are still burning.
Yan Wulu and others had seen that huge pillar of flame before.
But they didn't expect it.
They never expected that the pillar of fire would cause such a terrifying scene...
Look closely at the remaining burning flames.
They are all dark brown in color.
What's even more terrifying is that they are burning on some rocks!
This kind of flame is not an ordinary fire, but a special kind of magic flame.
It is said that as long as it is contaminated with a little flame, it will instantly turn into a raging fire that can never be extinguished until everything is burned out.
Although this rumor may be exaggerated, we have to admit that the appearance of such flames shows that this ambush is extraordinary.
Suddenly, dark clouds covered the moon, the sky changed suddenly, and I felt a violent fluctuation of internal energy shaking the world.
It is a kind of domineering inner strength that is extremely strong and yang.
In today's world, apart from Yan Dong, no one can have such terrifying inner strength!
Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu looked at each other with different expressions.
They quickly sensed their senses and quickly headed towards the direction where the powerful aura was strong.
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The Killing of Dragons.
The full moon is obscured by dark clouds.
Yan Wulu and others relied on the warrior's spiritual consciousness to move forward quickly.
The smell of blood around him became stronger and stronger.
The situation is probably worse than expected.
Yan Wulu's forehead even gradually broke out with fine sweat.
Suddenly, Yan Wulu's heart suddenly hurt, making him almost breathless.
He reined in his horse violently.
Every breath he took at this moment felt like his heart was pierced by countless tiny ice edges. The dense pain was like an abyss full of sharp teeth gnawing at his heart. The pain was so painful that he couldn't see the road in front of him.
.
"No heron?!" Yan Weiyu suddenly expressed concern and called him by his name.
She came closer and supported Yan Wulu, who was swaying on his horse, with both hands, "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Weiyu looked at the other party's pale face with worry, and she also had a very bad feeling...
Yan Wulu shook his head slightly to indicate that nothing was wrong.
However, he was suddenly stunned.
After a long silence, he asked Yan Weiyu blankly——
"Little aunt, everyone says that mother and son are connected by heart. So, between father and son... will they also be connected by heart?"
Yan Weiyu looked stunned and couldn't answer.
Raise the whip forward.
Horse hooves galloping.
Yan Wulu and the others finally arrived here.
What comes into view are the remaining traces after a bloody storm.
The bodies of the dead were piled up in a hill.
The bright red blood gathered into a river.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Skeletons littered the ground.
Here is the feast of death...
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Yan Dong stood on a mountain of corpses, and the evening breeze even gently ruffled the black crown on his bun.
His Overlord Spear was stuck vertically on the ground.
He held the dark spear in one hand, like the supreme god of war in this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, in sharp contrast to the corpses around him.
This situation is just like when he was on the Purple Mountain Mountain, declaring himself the absolute winner of this battle.
When Yan Wulu and Yan Weiyu saw this, they both breathed a sigh of relief.
They have always known that Zhenbei Wang Yandong cannot be defeated.
They got off their horses and rushed forward immediately.
The dark clouds parted at this moment.
Through the moonlight, Yan Wulu could fully see the appearance of his father, Yan Dong...
His hair was all gray, and his whole person seemed to have suddenly aged dozens of years.
His complexion was already dark, and he was poisoned to the bone.
His body was covered with different types of hidden weapons, and there were wounds of all sizes, all of which oozed black poisonous blood.
His hands were covered with the enemy's bright red blood, but he still held the spear firmly.
Yan Wulu's eyes suddenly became hot, and his heart suddenly sank, as if he was falling into an endless abyss.
Suffocating pain.
My chest hurts so much it's going to explode.
He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and wanted to cry out, but his throat was filled with the smell of blood, and it was burning and painful.
Yan Weiyu's face turned ashen and he knelt on the ground.
The Zhenbei sergeants who followed them all knelt down in an instant, and there were even sounds of sobbing and crying among them.
"Father, father!"
Yan Wulu came to Yan Dong and squeezed out a bitter sound from his throat.
I just felt that my whole body was throbbing with pain from my heart, and even my blood was burning to the point of boiling.
His muscles were trembling and twitching in pain.
Yan Dong heard the sound and finally reacted. His hoarse voice was a little weak and he spoke very slowly, "Lu'er, you're here..."
"This time, my father failed."
"Father, I'm here. Don't worry, Father, you are not defeated. You have killed all the enemies here, and you will still be alive. I have the best medicine here..."
Yan Wulu stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to take out the wound medicine he usually refined from Najie.
But he didn't catch any of the medicine bottles he took out, and they all fell to the ground.
"Father..."
Yan Wulu said, his eyes were full of tears, but his face was trying to maintain a smile and not collapse.
"I am truly the greatest fool in the world, and I boast that my medical skills are unparalleled. However, when I was in Jinling, I was not even aware of your true physical condition, my father."
"My father deliberately concealed it, how could you know about it?"
Yan Dong's words were extremely gentle. He put his hand on Yan Wulu's cheek, "...but, after all, I still couldn't hide it from Zhao Purui. As a father, I lost to him."
When Yan Wulu heard the words, he immediately understood. His eyes were filled with blood and anger, as if he were crying blood, "The boy will lead his army to Jinling and destroy the Emperor of the Zhao family. No one will be left alive in Jinling!"
"No!"
Yan Dong finally spoke in a slightly heavier tone, which also made him vomit out another mouthful of black blood.
Yan Wulu's expression changed drastically, and he immediately reached out to support the other person.
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"The Great Qianlong's luck is not over yet, now is not the time to take action."
Yan Dong was extremely weak.
"Go back to the Northland and wait."
"Waiting for Daqian's dragon luck to be cut off, waiting for destiny to be on our side!"
When Yan Wulu heard this, he didn't understand.
He remembered his agreement with the will of the world, "Father, your child is your destiny!"
"You are, but not quite."
"You are too young."
"It's a pity that as a father, I can no longer watch you become a qualified emperor. As a father, cough cough cough..."
Yan Dong seemed to have reached the end of his life.
Just like a candle in the wind, it will be extinguished in an instant.
"After my father dies, I will bury my father's body in the 'White Stone Cemetery' and bury him with your mother."
"After my father dies, I can only rely on you in this northern land."
"There is nothing we can do about the things in this world. As a father, I originally wanted to hold on to my strength, bring down this world, and hand it over to you, Lu'er, and then..."
"...Ahem, cough, cough, now, I'm afraid there will be no chance again."
Yan Dong said, holding on for his last breath, he looked at Yan Wulu.
He held the other person's shoulders, used the only warmth in his life, smiled and said -
"Lu'er, as a father, I have you and your mother in my life. I have no regrets."
Yan Dong's voice fell.
A pair of eyes quickly dimmed, and finally gradually became silent.
King Zhenbei's body fell forward, directly pressing on Yan Wulu's body.
Yan Wulu looked panicked and caught his father's body.
He checked the other person's breathing, and then took hold of the other person's pulse as if he didn't believe it...
There was no breathing and the pulse had stopped.
Yan Dong is dead.
Yan Wulu hugged the other party in a daze.
His eyes were blood red.
A trace of annoyance flashed in his heart.
"If my father hadn't been injured in the battle with Xie Qixing."
"If my father hadn't been stabbed by Shen Yu Pei's fake body."
"If I hadn't chased the Corpse Chief, if I hadn't had that demonic flame pillar, if I'd never been to Aurous Hill..."
"Father, it is impossible to defeat."
It's just that God's will is really not here.
A generation of overlord, even immortals are no match for him.
But he eventually died in the hands of a group of gangsters.
He died of serious injuries, tricks, poison and hidden weapons.
Yan Wulu suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed. The tears in his eyes could no longer be stopped and flowed straight down.
This was the only time in his life that the new King of Zhenbei shed tears.
