Chapter 172 Westward

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His throat was sweet, his mouth, and a mouthful of bright red blood sprayed out of his mouth. His whole chest cavity had been kicked inward by huge force. Fortunately, the broken ribs in his chest did not break his internal organs. He walked in front of the ghost door, which made his back cold. The muters who enter the realm of blood exchange are no longer as fragile as the mutors in the realm of skin practice. They only need to be carefully cultivated for a period of time to recover.

However, the so-called 100 days of bruises and bones, even with the strong body of your mutant, it will take about ten days, which is still the best plan. But now he doesn't have time to think about this at all. How to land safely is what he should consider now. He has flown up a distance of 50 meters, and the rest of the momentum has not subsided. According to inertia, if he falls to the ground, his sharp ribs will definitely tach his internal organs to pieces.

The two catmen from the side also approached Zhao Yong's body, sw! Wheops! Wheops! A few empty-breaking sounds sounded, and a few white bone spurs flew from behind them, and then came first, covering the action of the catman in front of them.

Zhao Yong moved his body, took a short sprint, and stepped out step by step, which had increased his speed to more than the attacking cat. Zhao Yong's starting time was only a few seconds. His stretched arm suddenly grabbed the air, took a hand in the air, and took all the thrown bone spurs in his hand. With his left hand in and his right hand out, Zhao Yong shook his backhand, and a few bone spurs came out of his hand. He galloped into the air again. The sharp sound of breaking the air made people palpitate. Poo! Poo! After two muffled sounds, there were two red blood lines in the air. The catmen who rushed from the left and right sides saw two more blood holes in their necks. They covered their wounds with their hands and tried to block their wounds. However, the strong wind passed through the fingers and happily penetrated into the blood hole from the back of their necks. Take away a few wisps of red blood when you get out.

Bum! Bang! Two warm bodies hit the wall of the bar and made a dull sound. The upper body was all plunged into the wall, leaving only his feet exposed, weakly kicking on the ground, and the body was far stronger than the realm of skin practice. At this time, it brought them boundless pain and silently endured the fear of death longer than ordinary people. The torture of fear and severe pain, but his brain is still conscious, and he can only make a low whimper in his mouth, but only he can hear this sound.

Just as they knocked down the wall, the companion flying in the air also fell down, like a rag pocket, falling heavily on the ground, with a heartbreaking scream in his mouth. The broken ribs pierced his internal organs, and he could even see white bone stubble on his back, with a few pieces of internal organs hanging on it. This time, he must be out of magic. His end will not be much better than his companion who was pierced through the throat. The only difference is that he can also make a tragic howl. It stimulates people's eardrums and nerves.

The hedgehog mutor who covered behind him had also fallen into a pool of blood at this time, and his limbs were firmly nailed to the ground by his own bone spurs, unable to move, just like a suffering martyr. He endured the severe pain and didn't say a word. His teeth were creaking, and his eyes burned with resentment.

The hatred in his heart has increased. If it hadn't been for the snake man beside him, he would not have been nailed to the ground like a religious figure. He struggled to turn his head and looked at the position where the snake man was standing. A long bone spur was inserted into the soil, revealing only a small cut outside.

There is a bright red blood stain on the white bone spur, but there is no figure of the snake mutator. It seems that he noticed that the situation was not good at the first time, so he slipped oil under his feet and sneaked away. Even Zhao Yong's last bone spurs were twisted by him and cleverly avoided. Although he was inserted, it was not a big problem. The snake's tail quickly slipped away, and he was completely reduced to his cannon fodder. It was really regretful.

Between talking and laughing, Zhao Yong raised his hands and threw his feet and completely wiped out a powerful team of the Black Tiger Gang. Such a power made the remaining mutants who were watching and watch disperse. He did not dare to move any more thoughts. Soon he walked away cleanly. There was no need to take his own life here. Most people Or leave to the west.

The boss's wife was completely relieved at this time. It seems that even if the strong man in front of her leaves, there should be no problem. With this battle, at least she can persist until the messenger comes back, and soon Xiurong City will completely fall into her control. The boss's wife ordered several bartenders to clean up the messy bar. At that time, this contact point was made by herself with her own effort to rebuild it with a bank.

She knows that strong facilities are the safest guarantee, and it is not easy to find the same configuration in a short time.

After Xin Yue ordered the boss's wife a few times, she and Zhao Yong rushed to the west. This time, it must be foolproof. The boss's wife looked at their distant figure and thought to herself.

"This time, we still sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight and find the right opportunity to get the gene of the Titan bird. If possible, we will try to avoid the messenger." Xin Yue said as she ran. She was afraid of being recognized by the messenger, so that he would definitely clash with Zhao Yong. It's best if Zhao Yong can kill the messenger, but this may not be big. On the contrary, Zhao Yong is more likely to be killed. If he is caught back to the headquarters of the "Dark Moon" this time, I don't know when he will come out next time. Just in case, it's better to be careful.

Hearing Xin Yue's words, Zhao Yong nodded. Although Zhao Yong can play two dark points, there is no need to shake far beyond his opponent, unless he has to force it.

Originally, Zhao Yong wanted to meet the plateau, but he had promised Xin Yue to accompany her to get genes. This gene of the fierce beast during the hardenment period was very helpful to him and the plateau, and after he knew the strength of the plateau, the situation did not seem to be so urgent. With his strength, he should be safe. All arrived in Pingyang City.

On their way to the west, Xin Yue recalled the information provided by the boss's wife, and then told Zhao Yong in detail the information of this quenched Titan bird. Although the three gangs and this mute beast can't compete more than a dozen times, there should be a lot of information, but because every time it is basically It is the three masters who act alone, waiting for a few guards. These guards are all cronies. The boss's wife has not yet completed the infiltration work, and only some information can be provided.

However, this has made Xin Yue combine the information of the former Titan bird to calculate some information. There is no doubt about the huge hammer-shaped head. The attack should be mainly impact, and the long beak of the curved hook represents its amazing pecking strength. In addition to these two attacks, the Titan bird, The razor-like huge claws and developed thighs make its claws a nightmare for every hunter.

Xin Yue remembers that there are only two words written in the last power on the animal skin paper: wind and sand, there is no more explanation, it is not just as fast.

The area of Xiurong City is not very large, and the depth between east and west is only more than ten kilometers. Zhao Yong and Xin Yue's footstep is very fast, and they walk very fast. As they continue to go westward, the number of mutants gradually begins to increase.

They gathered in groups and hid in the corners of the national highway, but this could not escape Zhao Yong's perception. The strength of these mutors is high or low, but the lowest is also in the realm of blood exchange. Looking at this ruins full of desolation, I don't know how many mutors who want to share the soup are hidden in the sea in the corners of both sides of the road.

After the end of the war, even if you can get a little bit of the genes of the fierce beast, you can let these mutants ascend to the sky in one step. If you can integrate successfully, your own strength can go further. At that time, you don't have to look at other people's faces. Even if you are afraid of the failure of integration, you can at least exchange some other equivalents. Food, strengthen your strength.

However, in Xiurong City, who is most concerned about this war, of course, is the three major masters.

The light bulb on the ceiling emits a dim yellow light, illuminating a room of less than 20 square meters. The limited light only illuminates a palm-sized place in the room. A small coffee table was placed in the middle of the room, with three people sitting around the coffee table, but in the dim yellow light, their faces looked blurred, especially behind the thick clothes.

"I said Black Tiger Boss, no matter what to say, you also have to come up with a plan. When the poppy man destroys the fierce beast, there is no place for us in Xiurong City with a big palm.

The delicate sound echoed in the room, and the breath suddenly made the whole room full of spring. Hearing this enchanting voice, another figure sitting on the coffee table trembled slightly, but immediately recovered as usual.

"I said iron girl, brother, I'm old. Can you not speak so seductively? I can't help my small body. Didn't the Black Tiger boss say that he should think of a perfect solution? Don't be so anxious." Another magnetic voice sounded, appeasing the restless iron girl.

Just now, the female voice snorted coldly again, and her tone eased down a little, but she didn't believe the nonsense of the last voice. Can't stand it? I'm afraid it's a woman who can't stand it. I despise this man in my heart.

"However, this time has almost passed. If we wait until the end of the war, I'm afraid we don't have to think about it here. Just lie in other people's stomachs and think about how quiet and comfortable it is."