Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 112 Beheading
After several rounds of unreserved fighting, although the old city lord suffered some injuries, his aura became more and more terrifying.

That feeling was like a sleeping lion being awakened, opening its eyes to look down upon the world.

Gao Yang held the black jade and looked at the old city lord. The old city lord was in a bad state, and so was he.

After transforming into a dragon, he used the Mountain Giant Blood Gem and drank the Source of Anger. These methods caused his attributes to skyrocket. If it were before, he might have needed to spend a lot of time to adapt to the skyrocketing attributes.

But now, after just a few full-strength strikes, Gao Yang has completely mastered his own strength.

His current attributes should be similar to those of the old city lord. Even if there are some differences in a few individual attributes, the differences are extremely small.

In other words, he is now qualified to fight head-on with the old city lord, the strongest man in the Demon Wasteland.

Next, there is only a fight to the death.

Either Gao Yang wins this battle and plunders everything from the old city lord; or the old city lord wins and kills Gao Yang on the spot. There is no third possibility.

Call ~
A scorching breath spewed out from his chest, and flames danced in Gao Yang's dark golden vertical pupils.

Under the firelight, the old city lord dragged his sword and walked towards him step by step. His speed was not fast, but the pressure was getting stronger and stronger.

Boom!

After a loud bang, the building that had been burned into a torch collapsed, and Gao Yang's vision suddenly darkened.

collapse!
At this moment, the old city lord crushed the ground beneath his feet with one foot. Pushed by the powerful force, his burly body turned into a shadow and pounced in front of Gao Yang in an instant.

A strong smell of blood hit Gao Yang in the face, and he seemed to see a lion that had killed countless people, striding towards him with its majestic body.

clang!
The sword and the greatsword clashed again, but this time the sword slashed with force while the greatsword blocked.

With a slash of the sword, the ground beneath Gao Yang's feet suddenly collapsed into a spider web shape, and a circle of dust exploded under the impact.

The old city lord's slashing speed was not fast, but the power of each slash was terrifyingly strong.

Before Gao Yang could withdraw, the old city lord came at him with another powerful blow.

This blow was heavier than the first one. Gao Yang's two strong arms covered with dragon scales pressed against Hei Yao, and his feet plowed a deep groove on the ground.

The dragon scales shattered and blood splattered.

Gao Yang stopped retreating, and the next moment he suddenly turned into a shadow and rushed towards the old city lord.

The wind pressure hit him head-on, and a giant sword kept getting bigger in front of the old city lord's eyes. On this giant sword, there was a raging flame burning.

The cloak behind the old city lord was pulled straight by the wind pressure, and his cloudy eyes narrowed slightly.

The old city lord slashed with a sword, and blocked it again with the sword in his hand.

Above his body, golden-green flocs of fighting spirit hung down, wrapping him completely in it.

The old city lord has fought all his life, and the total amount of fighting spirit he has is much greater than Gao Yang, so he can now use the fighting spirit to enhance himself without restraint.

Gao Yang looked at the old city lord bathed in the golden-green fighting spirit, his eyes calm.

A fatal blow!

The greatsword fell, and at that moment, a flash of black-gold light burst out in Gao Yang's eyes.

The old city lord's face changed drastically. The familiar slashing blow now came down with unstoppable force. If he insisted on standing still, he had a feeling that he would be cut in half by this sword, along with his sword.

With a flash of thought, the old city lord leaned back slightly, and the big sword brushed along the sharp edge of the sword. With the help of Gao Yang's huge force, his burly body flew backwards.

Gao Yang's pupils flashed, and his thick dragon tail slammed the ground behind him. His whole body turned into an afterimage and collided with the old city lord again.

The battle instantly became intense, with turbulent shock waves surging in the City Lord's Mansion, and crazy roars and low roars continued to ring out.

Two rays of light, one gold and one black, kept colliding and fighting in the vast and empty ruins of the City Lord's Mansion, and the sound of swords clashing was endless.

Suddenly, a black shadow like an iron whip flashed by, and the figure with golden light was directly whipped away and fell heavily into the ruins. The black light followed closely behind and crashed into the ruins.

In the ruins, the old city lord was lying there, with several wounds deep enough to see the bones, and his body was dyed red with blood.

Gao Yang was bathed in fighting spirit and stabbed the old city lord in the chest with a sword.

clang!
With a loud bang, the tip of Heiyao's sword pierced the armor on the old city lord's chest, and the terrifying force knocked the old city lord down again.

Only at this point did Gao Yang expel the foul air from his chest.

Looking at the old city lord buried in the rubble, he did not chase after him.

Now the old city lord was buried in a large amount of rubble, and his vision was blocked. If he rushed forward at this time, he would most likely be hit by the old city lord under his cover.

In the previous fight between the two, the old city lord was seriously injured, but so was Gao Yang.

Many dragon scales on his body had shattered, and there was a huge scar between his chest and abdomen, with flesh and blood rolling and bleeding non-stop.

But at this point in the battle, Gao Yang's offensive became more and more fierce.

The old city lord is old after all. Although his strength and defense are slowly increasing during the battle, the increase is not fatal to Gao Yang.

However, Gao Yang was somewhat surprised by the old city lord's seemingly endless fighting spirit.

The amount of fighting spirit he possessed far exceeded the capacity of a normal warrior.

The rubble rolled, and the old city lord rose from the ruins.

He looked at Gao Yang, and his golden-green fighting spirit became more powerful.

"Gao Yang, you are very good. I haven't seen a young man like you for a long time."

The old city lord leaned on his sword and looked at Gao Yang, with satisfaction in his yellow pupils.

"It's been a long time since I fought with such full strength."

Ever since the old city lord killed all the demons in the wasteland and took over the wasteland city and took the position of city lord, he had not mentioned his sword for a long time.

Until today, at the end of his life, he picked up the sword that had accompanied him throughout his life.

"Next, be careful."

The old city lord lowered his body slightly, pointed his sword at the ground, and golden-green fighting spirit suddenly burst out.

In this battle between illusion and reality, the shadow of a lion condensed into shape at an extremely fast speed.

Gao Yang lowered his head slightly and gripped the sword tightly with both hands.

Then he unceremoniously turned into a shadow and rushed towards the old city lord.

Roar!
The lion roared, opened its bloody mouth and pounced forward.

At the same time, a brilliant black-gold light flashed, accompanied by a terrifying sword whistle.

Boom!
The earth trembled, and the ground where the two stood surged like waves, and then suddenly exploded.

In the explosion, a black shadow shot up into the sky.

Gao Yang flapped his wings, holding Hei Yao, and looked at the old city lord in the ruins.

At this time, the latter was lying on his back in the ruins, a line of blood appeared from the middle of his body, and next to him was a sword that was broken into two pieces.

A treasure chest gleaming with brilliant golden light appeared above his body.

(End of this chapter)