The dragon-headed crutch, which is black in color and looks like rotten wood, is indeed incredibly powerful.
A dragon's head knocked down, smashing the rocks into pieces.
This dragon-headed crutch is a magic weapon of high quality!
Jiang Ning struggled to dodge with the crippled young man. Unintentionally, all the rocks fell on him. Not long after his limbs were covered with bones, he suddenly screamed in pain.
"Shut your mouth!" Jiang Ning dodged another middle-aged man's spell. Hearing the young man's screams, his anger surged, and he immediately cursed.
"In Nao Nao, I'll use you as a human shield first!"
Under Jiang Ning's intimidation, the young man's expression was twisted in pain, and he didn't dare to say another word.
"Little bastard, let him go. I'm not allowed to keep your whole body." The old woman holding a dragon-headed crutch came to kill again, trying to force Jiang Ning to let go of the crippled young man.
But the crippled young man was concerned with the whereabouts of Zhang Xuan and Chen Juan. Jiang Ning was not willing to let go. Seeing this, the old woman became angry and struck more violently than before.
The four Yang gods cooperated with each other, among which the old woman with a dragon head and a cane was the main attacker, while the other three blocked Jiang Ning's retreat. With about a hundred moves, they forced him into a dead end.
"You little bastard, you still haven't submitted to the law!" The old woman banged the tap cane.
Jiang Ning was surrounded and panting.
He was seriously injured in the fight with Xiong Feihu, and now he was still a burden. During the fight, he was stretched thin and secretly suffered several losses.
If this continues, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death!
There must be a way.
He used the corner of his eye to look not far away, and saw that Song Qingyuan's fate was no better than his own.
Covered in blood, with disheveled hair, there is no trace of the elegance that the Dayang God of Dongjie City should have.
"Old Song, if you and I don't join forces, we will all die here today!" Jiang Ning shouted.
Song Qingyuan didn't even look at him, and said angrily: "Go away, you are the person the city lord named to kill, I am different from you, don't blame me!"
Jiang Ning snorted disdainfully.
"Don't you still have the slightest illusion about that bullshit city lord? Your men have already killed you, so what else can you say?"
If we can bring Song Qingyuan along with us, we might have a chance to escape.
Jiang Ning thought to himself.
Song Qingyuan still ignored him, looked around at the people around him, and said sternly: "I don't believe this is an order from the city lord. I want to see Qiu Chaoyang!"
The young and beautiful Yang Goddess chuckled and said: "Boss, please stop resisting. City Lord Qiu will not see you. No, I made a mistake. He will see you, but... he will see your head!"
Song Qingyuan's forehead veins popped.
"I think it's a lie that he wants to kill me, but it's true that you guys covet the position of the Great Sun God!"
How many of the people who can sit in this seat are idiots?
As long as Song Qingyuan thinks about it, he can figure out the method.
Among the remaining six Yang gods, I am afraid that someone is rebellious.
The beautiful Yang Goddess shrugged and said: "Boss, you are so pitiful. Since you insist on thinking so, then just do what you want. We are just ordered to bring back your head."
After saying that, she twisted her waist and danced like a poisonous butterfly, appearing in front of Song Qingyuan with deadly murderous intent.
puff!
After another dozen moves, the injured Song Qingyuan slowed down a bit and was hit in the chest with her palm.
His ribs were broken and Song Qingyuan flew out, vomiting blood.
Jiang Ning next to him was so cold looking at it.
This is so unrestrained!
"Old Song, why don't you consider my proposal? Let's join forces and I guarantee that I can send you alive to see your brother, the city lord!" Jiang Ning continued to instigate.
"Shut up, I!" Song Qingyuan scolded.
"If you want to survive, stop making sarcastic remarks to me!"
He got up, like a wounded tiger, about to fight to the death.
When Jiang Ning heard this, not only was he not angry, but he smiled.
"If you had agreed earlier, you would have been slapped less."
Song Qingyuan finally bowed his head and decided to join forces with Jiang Ning.
"If you resist stubbornly, both of you will die!" The old woman with the dragon-head crutch snorted coldly, turned the crutch in her hand, and shouted loudly: "Kill me!"
In an instant, eight Yang gods came to kill him again.
But this time, Jiang Ning and Song Qingyuan were not fighting independently.
They rushed to each other's side immediately.
"Sacrifice to the Sun God!" the two shouted at the same time.
The double-headed Kutuo, which is half golden and half silver, appears again, but the difference is that this time, it is sitting among the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
The two great sun gods have joined forces!
"Kill!" With a concerted roar, Jiang Ning and Song Qingyuan brazenly collided with the Bayang God.
The Giant Whale Mountain was shaking, and countless rocks rolled down. The cracks in the mountain that had been caused by Xiong Feihu began to spread, causing a small part of the mountain to sink directly into the sea.
Blood spilled into the sky, and the light was extinguished.
Jiang Ning and Song Qingyuan each flew backwards and rolled several times on the ground before barely stopping.
The two of them are both top-notch in Yang Shen. If they were to work together in normal times, not to mention killing eight people in the same realm, they could kill at least half of them.
However, due to being too seriously injured before, Yang Shen's power was greatly reduced. With a collision, their Yang Shen collapsed again, and their whole bodies flew backwards.
It can be described as terrible!
The disabled young man was also affected. When he fell to the ground, the two joints that had been connected were broken again. The painful man fainted on the spot.
However, the joint efforts of Jiang Ning and Song Qingyuan were not completely ineffective. At least eight people were hit and their internal organs were shaken. Two of them were weak in cultivation, and blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.
"Be careful in the battle between trapped beasts!" The old woman holding a dragon-headed crutch was obviously the backbone of the group and one of the two most powerful ones.
The middle-aged man next to him sneered and said: "Afraid of a hammer, the two of them have no power to fight back now. Crushing them to death now would be like squeezing to death an ant."
Jiang Ning struggled to get up from the ground, but he tried several times and failed.
His injuries were too serious.
"Two fists are no match for four hands. This is not unreasonable." Jiang Ning's face showed bitterness, and as soon as he finished speaking, he spat out two more mouthfuls of blood.
His face suddenly turned pale as a sheet.
Before this, he felt that his strength was considered to be at the top of the same level, and he thought he could be proud of Jiuzhou, but he didn't expect that the battle at Giant Whale Mountain would knock him directly from the clouds into the dirt.
"I'm still too weak. If I were half-immortal, I could kill eight of you with one slap..." Jiang Ning couldn't stand up so he had to sit on the ground instead.
But his two hands were quietly placed on the ground without leaving a trace, and at the same time he was running the skills of "Kun Yuan Baojian" in his mind to explore whether there were earth veins under the Giant Whale Mountain.
Kunyuan Baojian is the method of becoming a god recorded in the bronze compass. It is said that if you complete the practice, you can become the god of mountains and rivers. As long as there are mountains and rivers, you can be invincible.
Therefore, he placed his hope on the Giant Whale Mountain.
Over there, Song Qingyuan couldn't crawl anymore. He used his last strength to turn himself over on the ground, lying on the ground in a "big" shape, his eyes dull.
"I didn't expect that my ending would be so careless..."