pappabearbooks Chapter 890 - 292: The Beating Heart
Chapter 890 - 292: The Beating Heart
Hua Taodie’s height was just over one meter sixty.If this large black sword were swallowed down her throat, it could directly tear open her belly.
This was going to kill someone.
"Right, knock out the teeth of the poisonous woman, there should be no teeth sensation!"
Su Yue added.
"Can you calm down for a moment and give me some time to think!"
Cang Ji was livid with rage.
What kind of demon is this ant?
When did I, Cang Ji, provoke such a Plague God? If given the chance, I’ll definitely dismember this Plague God.
Dismember him to pieces.
"Cang Ji, you and Lin Dongqi must join forces to smash the Celestial Net Prison, it’s your only option."
Zhao Qian’en said with a grim face, this was the only way.
Speaking of which, this kid Su Yue was impressive.
Where did he learn all these fancy frightening tricks, even scaring Cang Ji into bewilderment.
"Impossible... you all..."
Cang Ji instinctively wanted to refuse.
What kind of joke is this, because of this battle, Jing Niao City was bombed, more than 1000 Tuyue Warriors went mad, and even a Mr. Zhen’e deserted.
And now you want me to destroy the Celestial Net Prison, this is simply absurd.
If the Celestial Net Prison is destroyed, how would we kill Ninth Grade in the future?
Without imprisonment, Ninth Grade can run faster than a dog, we simply couldn’t catch up.
No way.
Absolutely not.
Besides, this Celestial Net Prison is borrowed from the Eight Races Sacred Land, strictly speaking, it doesn’t even belong to Cang Ji.
"Hmm?
"Sword!"
Su Yue raised the Black Nine Sword, while Meng Yang held Hua Taodie’s mouth.
...
Whizz!
...
"Su Yue is in danger, watch out for the arrows!"
At this fierce moment, Mu Jingliang shouted loudly.
No one expected that a seemingly ordinary seventh-grade member of the Yangxiang Race suddenly fired arrows at Su Yue and his team without any forewarning.
The strangeness of this arrow even Mu Jingliang hadn’t noticed.
And the speed of the arrow, as fast as lightning, even a Ninth Grade didn’t have time to intercept it.
The whole scene was tense.
Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the arrow.
Thud!
The arrow shot out... the seventh-grade alien who shot it spat a mouthful of blood.
His head was full of mixed hair, and he held an ancient longbow riddled with cracks.
This shot required burning his Qi Blood, as the demonic weapon was not his own, to wield it came at a great cost.
Rattle!
The mixed-haired seventh-grade shot the arrow, and the longbow shattered.
This was the mixed-haired seventh-grade’s trump card.
At this moment, he finally unleashed it.
Of course, due to excessive Qi Blood burning, the mixed-haired seventh-grade was seriously injured.
The Seventh-Grade Vice Admiral of Zhao Qi Corps immediately dashed forward and shattered the mixed-haired seventh-grade’s internal organs with one punch.
However, the mixed-haired seventh-grade didn’t die.
He grinned fiercely and continued to fight hysterically with the Seventh-Grade Vice Admiral.
Even at death’s door, the mixed-haired seventh-grade wouldn’t die in vain.
...
"Damn it, this arrow will definitely kill someone!"
Zhao Qian’en instinctively stepped in front of Su Yue and the others.
It’s regretful that he had not yet broken through.
Lin Dongqi was also scared out of his wits; damn it, the unexpected still happened.
This war didn’t even involve the Palm Eye Race, so how could Yangxiang Race have such a formidable ranged archer?
"Su Yue, all of you retreat immediately!"
No room for Su Yue and his team to resist, Zhao Qian’en flung them behind him.
They absolutely couldn’t be allowed to die.
"Hahaha... Did you really think I, Cang Ji, was helpless? You all... what..."
Thud!
The arrow, as imposing as a rainbow, finally killed a Martial Artist.
Precisely, without error, no one could avoid it.
But the deceased... was not a human Martial Artist.
It was Hua Taodie.
Even though the arrow had the chance to kill Zhao Qian’en, it still precisely pierced through Hua Taodie’s mouth.
Hua Taodie died.
Her body fell stiffly; even in death, her eyes showed disbelief.
Died with eyes open.
She couldn’t believe she would die.
She couldn’t believe why Cang Ji didn’t save her.
There were many things she couldn’t believe.
She died.
Hua Taodie died completely.
Cang Ji’s face was stiff, as if struck by lightning ten thousand times.
At that moment, Cang Ji’s heart was shattered.
His mind went blank, not even knowing the meaning of this world anymore.
The one he loved most died in front of him, under the arrow from his own hand.
Why.
Why is this happening.
My most cherished Hua Taodie, just died like this.
Su Yue and the others looked at each other, particularly Zhao Qian’en, who felt as if he had escaped death.
No one expected that this arrow, without deviation, would kill Hua Taodie.
This wasn’t a mishap, nor a misfire!
From the start, this arrow targeted Hua Taodie with no hesitation.
Bai Xiaolong and Meng Yang were parched.
Did Cang Ji’s subordinate kill Hua Taodie?
Why!
Mu Jingliang, Lin Dongqi, these Ninth Grades, along with all the other Martial Artists present, were dumbfounded.
No one could understand this scene.
The mixed-haired seventh-grade was still battling the Divine Land’s Vice Admiral, and at this moment, all of the Yangxiang Race were staring at the mixed-haired Vice Admiral.
He had actually killed the Divine Elder’s most cherished Hua Taodie.
Was he courting death?
...
"Congratulations Divine Elder, for severing the root of affection, roaming freely between heaven and earth, to achieve the ultimate enterprise!"
"Hahahaha... Congratulations Divine Elder, congratulations, the evil woman is removed, and you can finally rise above for endless miles, to ascend the absolute peak."
"Long live Divine Elder, long live Yangxiang Race, long live Jing Niao City."
"Congratulations Divine Elder, congratulations!"
"Hahahaha, long live Divine Elder, Divine Elder is invincible, Divine Elder everlasting through the ages!"
...
The Master of Mixed Hairs was blasted with wounds all over, looking shocking.
Anyone with insight could see that his life had entered its countdown.