Chapter 298

Ping Ding escaped with this incredible method, but lost most of his combat power, unable to pose a threat to Yano.

The blood light energy remaining on the open wound of Ping Ding's ribs seems to be very corrosive, and Ping Ding's injury is rapidly deteriorating under the erosion of this corrosive energy.

Arno was overjoyed when he saw this, the power and weirdness of this war blade was beyond his expectation.

A strange light flashed in Yano's eyes: "I didn't expect the Black Demon Warblade bestowed by Lord Kadu to be so powerful. Now I just need to kill this bastard, and then the Dark Demon Warblade can absorb its blood and send out more powerful blood!" A more powerful attack before!"

Yanuo sneered, and figured out the key point. The movement of his hand was not slow at all, and he slashed towards Pingding's neck with a knife, intending to decapitate Pingding.

Anthropomorphic sarcasm appeared in Ping Ding's eyes when facing the falling war blade, and Arno was furious when he saw it.

"Damn beast, you dare to show such eyes when you are about to die!"

The movements of Yano's hands became faster. At this moment, a gust of wind hit behind him. Yano only felt a gust of cold air rise from the soles of his feet from the sky, rushing along his spine all the way to his brain, as if he was In the twelfth lunar month of winter, someone poured a basin of cold water on it, which was icy cold.

Yanuo twisted his waist and hips in a jerk without hesitation, and swung the black magic blade in his hand into a crescent moon to slash behind him, but it was still a step too late.

This blow was carefully prepared by Ersha, and Yano couldn't please him in haste.

There was only a clicking sound, and Yano's arm holding the knife formed a strange arc, the white bone stubble pierced the flesh and exposed the air, and his right arm hung down unnaturally.

It was no longer difficult for the Black Demon War Blade to slip from his hand, and the sharp blade sank into most of the soil with ease.

Yano uttered a miserable scream, the pain from the severed arm made his forehead twitch, and the cold sweat kept falling down.

A mighty and extraordinary white wolf fell from the sky, firmly grasping the ground with its four limbs, carefully distanced itself from Yanuo, and stood guard in front of Ping Ding.

Ersha is more inclined to protect his companions than to kill Yanuo, an opponent whose threat has dropped greatly.

There are other companions coming behind him, and now it is only necessary to prevent the human on the opposite side from jumping over the wall in a hurry.

Arno looked at the rushing Spirit Seed with despair in his eyes, his right arm was crippled, and he was not the legendary left-hander either, he was able to play with the left-handed knife more smoothly than the right-handed knife like Xu Fengnian.

Arno, who has experienced many battles, knows that he will die this time, but he is not ashamed of his status as a desperado, and it is not his style to let him wait for death like this.

Arno smiled ferociously, bent down abruptly and picked up the Black Demon Warblade on the ground with his left hand, and then even put this strange warblade across his neck.

Others used this trick to take hostages, and he was good enough to use this trick on himself.

Is Arno really going to commit suicide?

Yes and no.

Yano's lips moved up and down quickly, and a low, rapid and awkward incantation sounded, and the Dark Demon Warblade trembled continuously, as if responding to this incantation.

Su Mu was far away. Although he didn't know what Yanuo was up to, he knew it must be something bad and he had to act.

He wouldn't just stand here and wait for the other party to release his big move, that's a stupid thing that the protagonist of the novel would do.

Su Mu raised his arms flat and held his five fingers empty, and the aura in his body surged continuously.