298: C298 Terminal Pathway

C298 Terminal Pathway

With this unbelievable method, Ping Ding managed to escape death. However, he lost more than half of his combat strength and was unable to pose a threat to Yano.0

The bloody light that remained on Ping Ding's ribs that were cut open seemed to be very corrosive. Under the corrosive energy, Ping Ding's injuries were quickly getting worse.

Seeing this, Yano was overjoyed. The strength of this battle blade was beyond his expectations.

Yano's eyes flashed with a strange light: "I never thought that the Black Demon Warblade that Lord Cardhu bestowed upon me would be this powerful. Right now, I only need to kill this bastard and the Black Demon Warblade will be able to absorb its blood and launch an even stronger attack!"

Yano sneered. He had understood the crux of the problem. His hands did not slow down at all as he slashed at Ping Ding's neck with his saber. He was actually planning to behead Ping Ding.

Seeing the mockery in Ping Ding's eyes, Yano was furious.

"Damn beast, it's about to die yet it still dares to show such a look!"

Yano's hands moved even faster, at this moment, a vicious wind came from behind him. Yano only felt a gust of cold air coming from the bottom of his feet, flowing along his spine all the way to his brain, as if someone poured a bucket of cold water on him in the middle of winter.

Yano twisted his waist and twisted his crotch without any hesitation. The Black Demon Warblade in his hand formed a crescent moon behind him, but it was too late.

This attack was one that Er Sha had meticulously prepared, how could Yano deal with it in a hurry?

With a "kacha" sound, Yano's arm that was holding the saber formed a weird curve. The ghastly white bone stick pierced through the flesh and exposed the air. Yano's right arm hung limply down.

The Black Demon Warblade could no longer hold on tight and slid off its body. The sharp blade easily sank into the soil.

Yano let out a shrill scream. The pain of losing his arm caused blue veins to bulge on his forehead, and beads of cold sweat to continuously trickle down.

A powerful and extraordinary white wolf descended from the sky, its four limbs firmly grabbed onto the ground. It cautiously distanced itself from Yano and stood guard in front of Ping Ding.

Compared to killing Yano, whose threat was greatly reduced, Er Sha was more inclined to protect his comrades.

Behind him, his comrades were rushing over. Now, all he needed to do was to prevent the human on the other side from jumping into the fray.

Yano looked at the Spirit Species that was charging towards him, despair showed in his eyes, his right arm had been crippled, he was not the legendary left-handed hand, and was still able to play with his left-handed blade more smoothly than his right hand like Xu Fengniang did.

Yano, who had experienced hundreds of battles, knew that it would be hard for him to escape death this time. However, he deserved his status as a fugitive.

Yano smiled sinisterly, he bent down suddenly and used his left hand to pick up the Black Demon Warblade on the ground, then he actually put this weird battle blade on his neck.

Other people used this trick to capture hostages, but he had used it on himself.

Was Yano really going to commit suicide?

Yes and no.

Yano's lips moved up and down quickly, and a low, low, urgent, and awkward incantation rang out. The Black Demon Warblade also lightly trembled along with it, as if it was responding to this incantation.

Su Mu was further away. Although he wasn't sure what Yano was up to, but he knew that it was definitely not a good thing. He had to take action now.

He wasn't stupid enough to stand here and wait for the other party to show up. Only the main character of a novel would do such a foolish thing.

Su Mu raised his arm horizontally and clenched his fingers into a fist. The spiritual energy in his body surged unceasingly.

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