Chapter 92 Destruction

Chapter 92 Destruction

Chapter 92 Destruction
It was dark and the moon was not visible, only the sound of wind and thunder could be heard.

The silver dragon, with the power of thunder, pounced fiercely at the ferocious ghost head with black blood on its face in the vortex of wind and rain.

clang!
Swords and spears collided again, metal and iron rang, sparks and water mist offset each other, and the huge ghost head not only suffered a heavy blow, but also knocked the silver dragon away.

This force is even stronger!
Qin Huai was shocked. Even though he now had the four-training strength and the full bonus of Canglan's power, he still felt a little overwhelmed for a moment.

After all, the Black-Faced King of Hell, who used life-threatening means and burned his blood and sweat, had unquestionable peak strength and physique!

The ghost-head knife did not stop at all after knocking the silver spear away. Instead, it turned the blade and chopped Qin Huai in the waist, intending to cut the man and the spear in half!
Qin Huai's face condensed. He turned his hand forward, grasped the gun barrel with his right hand and pulled it back, pressing the gun to the axis of his hip. He changed his left hand from a clamp hand to a pipe hand, and the steel gun stood up like a white jade pillar supporting the sky, trying to block Yan Xiaoguo's long-planned fatal blow.

"Boom!"

The fine steel silver spear struggled with a sharp "creaking" sound, but eventually it could not bear the weight and was split into two pieces by the ghost-headed vicious knife.

Qin Huai thought to himself that something was wrong, so he held the gun tip with his left hand and stabbed it towards Yan Xiaoguo's face. He flipped his right wrist, and half of the gun tail turned into a short steel stick, which smashed heavily towards Yan Xiaoguo's knife handle.

The ghost-head sword, which was still powerful, was lifted up a little by the gun. It just hit the chest and ribs, and before it could cut Qin Huai in half, it lost its follow-up power and stopped.

Outside the courtyard, Qin Huai, who was panting and pale, stretched out his hand and pushed, and the headless corpse with an exploded head and shriveled flesh fell to the ground with a bang.

Qin Huai gritted his teeth, pulled out the heavy knife that was stuck between his ribs and threw it aside. With trembling hands, he took the leather water bag from his waist, opened it, and drank the rain water.

"You used the [Eight Treasures Blood Nourishing Soup]"

The sweet and warm soup poured into his stomach, and the bleeding wound gradually closed, the blood stopped oozing out, and the pale face regained color.

With the doubled power of Canglan and the effects of [Eight Treasures Blood Nourishing Soup], Qin Huai managed to escape from his serious injuries and recovered a certain amount of combat power.

"happy!"

Qin Huai leaned against the wall, holding his gun with one hand and focusing his attention on the other side of the low wall with the other.

Although the fighting scene in the courtyard was not as brutal as outside, Yu Yang's condition was not much better.

Originally, Yu Yang did want to rely on the hot weapons sponsored by Qin Huai to open a gap, but when he saw the unloaded detonators and explosives in the middle of the yard, he knew that he might not be able to use these handmade bombs tonight.

Maybe a room that has turned into a powder keg is waiting for him to favor it, but he doesn't want to be blown up to the sky with these wingless insects.

Yu Yang sensed the positions of the black-clad warriors and began to control the shadows in the rainy night.

Name: Yu Yang

Status: Movie
Expertise: Ancient martial arts expertise 64%, light and shadow tricks 59%
Inheritance: Shadow God Nine Shadow Right Emperor

"Youyang Zazu" records that there are nine shadow gods, each with its own name. The first is Youhuang, the second is Wuliang, the third is Xiejieshu, the fourth is Chifu, the fifth is Suoguan, the sixth is Ponu, and the seventh is Zao (Yue). The names of the nine shadow gods were copied on hemp paper in the old days, and the two characters below, Yu Shi, are not remembered. The eighth is Hailingtai, and the nine fish are completely eaten and cannot be distinguished.

Yu Yang's Shadow God heritage has a strange origin and unpredictable means. Although it has opened the door to control the power of shadows for him, he actually lacks combat means. If he wants to bring out his strength, he still needs to use the light and shadow tricks he has practiced since childhood as a medium.

These light and shadow tricks were all perfected by his ancestors from the piles of old papers from generation to generation, from "Dream Lianglu", "Wulin Jiushi" to "Newly Carved Magical Tricks" and "Goose Fantasy Collection", which can be said to be the essence of them. Although in the modern world, the performance effects of these tricks are not as mysterious as those uploaded in the Hundred Plays Conference during the prosperous Tang and Han dynasties a thousand years ago, but now with the infinite power of Yama, these light and shadow tricks really let Yu Yang play some tricks!
Although this inheritance and method have fatal flaws that cannot be ignored, with all the conditions met, Yu Yang is confident that he can pass most of the events in Yanfu without any harm.

Looking at the elite assassins who had stood up and rushed out of the room, Yu Yang lowered his body and disappeared in the dark rainy night like melting black mud.

Before the assassins could rush out of the yard to disturb Qin Huai, sharp shadow lines and matte shadow blades with cold murderous intent shot out from various tricky angles, catching them off guard.

Shadow creations were shattered one after another, and the assassins fell one after another. Even though Wang Zhongjun's double swords were impenetrable and smashed the flying shadow blades one after another, the sight of his brothers falling silent one by one made this cold-blooded killer's eyes bulge and he seemed to be crazy. After a long time, the shadow blades stopped making any sound, the assassins were all killed, and only Wang Zhongjun was left alone in the field.

Yu Yang felt somewhat helpless. Looking at the feedback from Jinghong, he was also worried about how to deal with the only remaining little boss.

Name: Wang Zhongjun
Status: Successful in the Three Practices (After decades of hard work and the great medicine breakthrough, he luckily reached the state of unity of muscles, bones and skin. He has a physical fitness beyond that of ordinary people, and is immune to damage from both cold and hot weapons!)
Expertise: Military Skills 69%
The statistics were not impressive, but with his three-trained body and dual-sword skills, he really had no means to directly harm Wang Zhongjun.

Even though he was quick in clearing out the minions, he really had no good way to deal with this kind of melee fighter.

Forget it, I don't want to.

A thick shadow suddenly solidified between Wang Zhongjun's head, face, and neck. Before he could struggle and swing his knife to break the shadow shackle, a figure appeared in front of him, and the black muzzle of a gun caught the eyes of the assassin.

"Bang bang bang~"

With an expressionless face, Yu Yang held a Browning pistol in his hand and frantically pulled the trigger at Wang Zhongjun who was tightly controlled by the shadow shackle.

Flames spewed out and gunshots were deafening.

All eight bullets hit Wang Zhongjun. The shadow disappeared, and the warrior's head exploded like a watermelon, with seven bloody holes appearing in his heart and right lung.

The shadow wave swept across the whole place, and after confirming that no one had escaped, Yu Yang held up a black umbrella and walked out of the yard.

Looking at Yan Xiaoguo, who was seemingly dead, and Qin Huai, who was in a listless state but obviously still capable of fighting, he couldn't help but sigh.

"The new guys nowadays are really more powerful than the last. They can defeat the boss alone without any high technology. I can say that I benefited from you this time."

"You're pretty quick at clearing out the trash. If it were me, I wouldn't be exhausted, but I don't think I'd have the energy to fight this King of Hell again when it's his turn."

Qin Huai was also somewhat fortunate, because the silver spear had the advantage of length. Even if it was broken into two pieces, the tip of the spear was much longer than the ghost-head knife.

Although it was an emergency move that came later, it still got to Yan Xiaoguo first, otherwise Qin Huai might have to fight with this black-faced King of Hell again on the road to the underworld.

"There are still three days before we return. Is that enough time for us to deal with the matters of those two families?"

Yu Yang glanced at Yan Fuzhi, looked at Qin Huai who was slowly getting up under the umbrella, and asked about some personal matters.

"Master Yu, you seem to be very concerned about my affairs?"

Qin Huai held the broken gun and the precious sword, showing his white teeth and smiling at Yang.

"I have a strong sense of contract. Besides, I didn't achieve as many successes as you did in this incident. I was relying on the private goods of those two companies to improve my reputation!"

"Take it easy tonight, and see you at the same place tomorrow."

"Um"

The black umbrella disappeared, and Yu Yang merged into the shadows and disappeared without a trace.

Qin Huai stretched his neck, faced the wind and rain that were actively avoiding him, and hurried towards Central.

(End of this chapter)