In fact, King Qing's movements were very fast. The reason why he dared to step forward was that he was confident that with his speed, he could achieve his goal and leave when King Li was distracted, without being backlashed by King Li. However, how did he know that King Li would be distracted?
The flaw exposed by the king was just a bait to lure him into taking the bait. How could he really lose his mind? Therefore, when the sharp palm of the Qing King could penetrate the chest of the Power King, the latter's palm could only crush everything.
She was already holding his wrist firmly.
"Want to kill me? Are you worthy?" King Li smiled evilly, grinning with a row of neat white teeth. The cold words full of murderous intent coupled with the crazy face, King Qing was stunned for a moment.
, a moment later, accompanied by a strong cold air, King Qing finally reacted, but at this time, how could King Li let him escape?
boom!
The next moment, King Li's non-attributed energy lingered, like a fist as big as a casserole, which had hit Qing Wang's chest hard. The terrifying and violent force at its peak not only crushed the energy shield on Qing Wang's body at the first moment.
, that shocking fist wind made Qing Wang's entire chest dent, and the crisp sound of bones 'clicking' symbolized how many times Qing Wang's sternum had been broken by Li Wang.
root.
Of course, King Qing is by no means a gas-efficient lamp. When he knew that he could no longer avoid this punch, he also had the idea of dying with King Li, so the palm that had not yet been pulled out of King Li's chest was like this.
The electric drill started to spin like crazy, and the powerful cutting force immediately caused blood to spurt from King Li's mouth. The left hand holding Qing Wang's wrist was even bruised and bloody, and he could no longer hold it.
In the flash of lightning, the two separated again. Seeing the blood still spewing out from their mouths, the whole place fell silent. Everyone's faces were filled with deep shock and fear. These two guys,
No doubt they are crazy.
At the beginning, King Li obviously wanted to use his own serious injuries to restrain King Qing's actions and solve the problem directly. However, it was obvious that King Li ultimately underestimated King Qing's ability to adapt. In a critical moment, King Qing actually chose
He cut off his arm to seriously injure King Qing and break free from the restraints of his arm. In this way, King Qing could hardly punch out in time. Otherwise, he only needed to add another punch, and King Qing's body would be unbearably loaded again.
He died of anger, it's a pity...
At this time, King Li's chest already had multiple fist-sized holes. His face was as pale as paper, and his left hand was bloody and bloody. Blood was dripping from his left hand. Fortunately, King Li's body was strong and his vitality was tenacious. If it were anyone else,
How can anyone survive with such a serious injury? On the other side
, King Qing’s condition may appear to be much better than King Li’s on the surface, but in fact it is not, because all he suffered were internal injuries. Not to mention the limp and drooping right arm, just the wound in his chest.
One punch had already shattered his lungs, broken his sternum, and caused severe internal bleeding.
In fact, both King Li and King Qing are hanging by a thread at this moment. Only by retreating and recuperating can they be able to recover as before. If they continue to fight, the final result will probably be that they both die together, right?
"King Qing, it seems that even if you win today's battle, you will never be able to see the future!" King Li smiled and looked at King Qing with a playful expression. His originally sluggish momentum began to slowly rise again.
.
"..." Unlike King Li, King Li had been determined to die from the beginning, but King Qing couldn't do it because he invaded Prince Li's Mansion in order to expand his power and satisfy his own ambitions, so...
…He didn’t want to die, so when he saw the determination on King Li’s face, as if he wanted to die with him, King Qing already had the intention of retreating.
"King Qing, you have been seriously injured. You might as well step back and rest. As for King Li, leave it to me to solve the problem!" However, just when King Qing was in a dilemma, an afterimage stopped in front of King Qing like a ghost.
, take a closer look, who is it if it’s not King Ling?
"...If that's the case, then please!" King Qing suddenly felt a hint of joy in his eyes when he saw this, and then he bowed his hands to King Ling, and then stepped back. As for Zi Yan, there was King Zhao and his soul.
Chong worked together to contain him, and he was already injured.
The purple flames can't make any big noise, they just can live a little longer, and now King Li is seriously injured, he is definitely no match for King Ling. When the time comes, as long as King Li dies, the next one will die.
Naturally it is Ziyan.
"Damn it, how could this happen?" Zi Yan used his body skills repeatedly to avoid the attacks of King Zhao and his soul pet. Zi Yan was anxious in his heart. Although King Ling's departure had greatly reduced the pressure on him, he is still
I can't spare the time to support King Li.
"The others continue to maintain the Qiankun Liangyi Formation, and wait until I go out to rescue King Li!" However, how could everyone in King Li's mansion watch helplessly as King Li died? So, when they saw that everyone was about to make a move, they all got up and went out to rescue King Li.
With his thoughts in mind, Jiying made a prompt decision. While telling everyone not to be impulsive, he was the first to rush out because he knew what was going on.
The Liangyi Formation must not be broken, otherwise Prince Li's Mansion will be destroyed, and among all the people in Prince Li's Mansion, he is probably the only one who has the possibility to save King Li. As for the others, going out would be the same as committing suicide. After all, although they had already been killed before
Several God-Kings died at the hands of King Li and Zi Yan, but the number of powerful God-Kings on the other side was still not comparable to that of King Li's Palace.
"Jiying, you'd better stay out of things over there. If you're interested, why not let us play with you?" However, the situation in Zangke City has already been closely monitored. Jiying has just
As soon as he appeared, there were already three figures blocking his way to rescue King Li, one high-level god king and two middle-level god kings.
"Looking for death!" At this time, Jiying had no time to talk nonsense with them. He snorted coldly and went straight to kill them.
Jiying is a high-ranking god king, and his cultivation level is higher than that of the other three. If they were one-on-one, it would be easy for Jiying to deal with them, but the opponent was three against one, and with the advantage of numbers, even if Jiying summoned the soul pet phantom
The Demonic Eagle, for a moment, was unable to break through the defense they formed.
"Hey, King Li, the situation is over, prepare to die!" Because of the death of his soul pet, King Ling has already fallen into madness. Although killing the dying King Li is not a skill, but now, he has already taken care of it.
Not that much, everything is for victory, and King Li must die!
roar!
The next moment, a deafening and terrifying dragon roar suddenly resounded through the sky, making everyone tremble in shock, and accompanied by a giant dragon figure hundreds of feet tall appeared out of thin air behind King Ling, the suffocating and terrifying soul pressure
, the depressed people were almost breathless.
"If you have that ability? Even if you come and go, my life will be sacrificed!" The pale-faced King of Power laughed ferociously, and then as his palms danced, the heaven and earth elements in the entire sky also started to move, and a large number of earth elements gathered.
, in the blink of an eye, a rock tiger, not much smaller than the phantom of the giant dragon, suddenly took shape.
Hoho!
Two ferocious wild beasts roared and collided suddenly in the air. The terrifying energy storm tore the space apart instantly. The strong wind roared past, and a layer of faint energy ripples rippled across King Ling's figure.
He easily withstood the strong impact, and of course, King Qing, who was behind him, did not suffer any harm from it.
But unlike King Ling, King Li was seriously injured and weak, and his movement consciousness was already much slower than before. Therefore, when he was hit by the energy, he had no time to stop and defend himself, and his body was severely beaten.
It flew away, and blood was vomiting from its mouth.
"Hehe, die!" A ferocious laugh with cold murderous intent came out of King Ling's mouth. His palms were flying, and he was preparing his soul skills to give King Li a fatal blow.
roar!
But at this moment, another loud and thundering dragon roar suddenly came, accompanied by a scorching strong wind. King Ling's expression changed drastically, he immediately stopped what he was doing, and instantly formed a powerful energy defense above his head.
shield.
Bang!
The space suddenly caved in, and the energy defense shield broke with a sudden sound. King Ling's figure fell into the sky like a cannonball. King Qing, who was not far away, also changed his face when he saw this, and he quickly retreated.
"Purple Flame Dragon!?" Looking at the terrifying giant dragon above that covered the sky and burned with blazing purple flames, everyone's breathing was inexplicably stagnant. It was so terrifying. That huge body and proud aura,
All of them made everyone's hearts tremble.
The purple dragon that suddenly appeared and drove away King Ling was naturally Zi Yan. Seeing that King Zhuli's life and death were hanging by a thread, Zi Yan could not ignore it after all. He immediately transformed into his own body and forced King Zhao back, who was not paying attention.
Instead of his soul pet, he whipped King Ling away with his tail and caught King Li on his back. However, King Zhao's fierce blow before he was forced back still tore the dragon scales on his body, leaving a trace
A hideous wound.
"Tsk, tsk, you turned into your true form, Ziyan, I think you are impatient with life!" He stretched out his hand to wipe away the trace of blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. King Ling, who climbed up from the hole, smiled coldly and looked at Ziyan Tianlong.
His cold gaze was like looking at a corpse.
"Hmph!" Zi Yan was too lazy to pay attention to King Ling. He snorted and raised his hand. The huge dragon's mouth opened, and the vast purple flames spread out like heavenly fire. In an instant, there were no less than thirty people.
The people of the three mansions were swept in by the overwhelming and terrifying purple flames. For a moment, heart-rending screams could be heard. After all, the purple flames were not so easy to bear.
"Seeking death!" A flash of gloom suddenly flashed in the corner of King Ling's eyes, and then together with King Zhao and his soul pet who arrived later, they rushed towards Ziyan like lightning...