Apocalypse Cemetery

Chapter 181 Yang Succession's Second Knife Has Been Evansel's Red Bullet
While Yang Succession was wrestling with the monster, on the other side of the valley, Annie and He Lan were watching all this with sniper rifles.He Lan had already taken a deep breath for the third time, but still did not hear Annie's command to shoot.

He Lan is very smart, but being smart doesn't necessarily replace experience.

As the saying goes, good marksmanship comes from bullets, and He Lan is rich, so his marksmanship is very good.Just in terms of marksmanship accuracy, he is not necessarily inferior to ordinary special elites, but the timing of shooting is different.Therefore, Annie didn't ask to shoot, and he didn't dare to press the trigger without authorization.

He was very anxious in his heart, and the battle situation had fallen into an unprecedented unfavorable stage, but he still couldn't hear Annie's instructions.

"Relax! Breathe evenly, like a fish in water."

Annie's voice gently reached He Lan's ears, which calmed his mind a little.

Blood Eagle's speed is very fast, He Lan is just an ordinary person, Annie is not sure that his fingers can be faster than Blood Eagle's subconscious movement.There was only one bullet, so Annie had to wait, waiting for a chance that the blood eagle would never move.

"But Yang Yanti can't hold it anymore!"

"I told you to relax, I'm an observer, you have to listen to me now!"

He Lan knew that arguing at this time was meaningless, so he kept his mouth shut and continued to wait for Annie's instructions.Looking through the lens, Yang Yandi is now in a hard fight. In order to interrupt the blood eagle's chance of recovery, Yang Yandi almost fights in a purely hand-to-hand way.

Amanda's strength is not as good as that of Blood Eagle, and Yang Succession is even worse, but now he has no choice.

The blood eagle seems to be at the end of its strength, but as long as it is given a breathing time, everything will change drastically.Yang Yandi didn't know that there was someone watching behind him, so he could only hope that he could drag the blood eagle to death.

The Dark Knight's attacks continued like a storm, and Yang Yantai swung his fists quickly, turning into a storm and hitting the Blood Eagle.The enemy's wounds are increasing, and Yang Succession's physical strength is also rapidly depleting. The most important thing is that the number of dark knights is running out.

A handful of twenty or so riders could no longer effectively stop the Blood Eagle.

Yang Yandi knew that going on like this would not work, so he made a decision.

After using the "Fourteen Forms of Dragon Slaying" last time, Yang Yandi's body has broken through certain boundaries and improved a lot.Although due to the injury, the evolved data could not be seen on the system panel, but Yang Succession was able to quickly detect it through his own understanding of the body. "Fourteen Forms of Dragon Slaying" is also worthy of being the secret of the Yang family, the supreme holy art of attacking.Since practicing this technique, Yang Yandi has noticed his progress every day. This progress is not only in attributes, but also in his understanding of power.

Taking risks before a battle is not what a wise man does, but now, he can't take care of that much.

Chen Feng also saw Yang Yantai's determination, so he picked up "Black Fang" and threw it at Yang Yantai.

"Take the sword~~~"

Yang Yanti held the Hei Liao thrown by Chen Feng with his backhand, took a deep breath, and prepared to make a move.The sword in his hand was made of some unknown material. It was black and dull and extremely strong. After several high-intensity battles, it still didn't break.Although it was already full of cracks, the moment Yang Yanti held the sword, he had a strange feeling—this sword had a soul.

The blade of the sword trembled slightly, and the emotions of the sword flowed through his palm and flowed into Yang Yancheng's heart --- arrogance, unyielding, and desire for victory, the sword is like its master.

After feeling the will of the sword, Yang Yandi broke out all his opportunities and locked on the blood eagle.

In the past, when Yang Yandi used "Fourteen Forms of Dragon Slaying", he always felt that there was a strange obstacle that prevented him from exerting all his strength. Now he finally knows what he lacks.Yes, he was missing a knife, a good one.There is an essential difference in mentality between having a knife in hand and not having a knife in hand.

Surprised, Yang Yandai gave up his plan to attack Kunlun.

"The second of the fourteen dragon-slaying moves—the three appearances of the cloud and the dragon."

Yang Yandai's body instantly turned into an afterimage, which appeared on top of the blood eagle's head, and he slashed down with the sword in both hands.Xueying also knew that Yang Yantai's move was a desperate move, so he didn't dare to take it forcefully, so he quickly backed away to avoid this shocking slash.But he didn't expect that the ancients who created the "Fourteen Styles of Dragon Slaying" had already guessed the enemy's retreat route.

Yang Yanti tilted his sword and drew an arc in the air. The speed exploded again by more than double, not slower than the blood eagle.

Blood Eagle screamed, flapped its wings and rushed to a high place, narrowly dodging Yang Yanti's second stab.

There are a total of three slashes in Yunlong's three appearances, and each slash is faster and fiercer than before.When Yang Yanti made the third knife, the blade had already turned into black lightning, so fast that it was inevitable.The blood eagle in the sky had no way to use its strength, the knife stabbed into its lower abdomen, and then it was ripped open from bottom to top.

Yang Yandai who used the saber was drained of all his strength, half kneeling on the ground, he couldn't even hold the black dog, and let it fall to the ground.

The blood eagle smashed on the stone wall with blood and broken internal organs, writhing violently, but it wasn't dead yet.What kind of terrifying vitality is this?Yang Yanti looked at the monster in front, and saw the blood eagle's one paw propped up on the ground, trying to get up.

Countless blood mist is gathering, filling its wounds.

The blood eagle endured unimaginable pain and roared: "Humans, you admit that you are also very powerful, but now you are going to die."

Yang Yantai sighed dejectedly, now he is really at the end of his rope.Yunlong's last knife was clearly incapable of his strength, otherwise, that knife would definitely cut the monster in half.It's a pity that he didn't do it, and he had already exhausted all his strength.Chen Feng was also seriously injured. For a while, both of them lost their fighting power at the same time, and could only watch helplessly as the monster recovered from its injuries.

However, at this moment, loud gunshots resounded through the valley.

In fact, before Yang Yandi and Chen Feng heard the loud noise, the bullet had already arrived.Soon, it was faster than Yang Yancheng's knife, faster than the blood eagle's claw, and even faster than Thunderbolt.It seems that besides light, this is the fastest thing in the world, Yang Yandi couldn't see its trajectory clearly, neither could the blood eagle.Only Chen Feng could see a line of blood running across the valley.

The place where the blood line crossed formed a black vacuum zone, and the space was torn apart by this shot. The scenery along the way seemed to be a torn painting, slowly collapsing.

This blood line was fleeting, running through the blood eagle.

(End of this chapter)