Chapter 1672

From the moment the Bloodfall Star Meteor fell, Ji Minghuang had been continuously seeking an opportunity to escape.

What he fears is precisely this current situation: Luo Jiuyou has rushed back and joined forces with Hei Lin; in that case, even if he wanted to escape, the chance would be slim.

But Hei Lin doesn't know what's gotten into him; before Luo Jiuyou arrived, he had been desperately holding on, even putting up a posture of not sparing his life.

This left Ji Minghuang extremely anxious inside.

Now things are better: Luo Jiuyou has appeared, the two have joined forces; even if Ji Minghuang is as proud as ever, he still has this self-awareness.

Everyone is a Top Prodigy; facing two opponents alone, he hardly has any chance of victory.

Indeed, with Luo Jiuyou's joining, after just a few exchanges, Ji Minghuang fell into a disadvantage and was directly suppressed by the two.

On the other side, seeing this situation, the Human Race Huánggōng Old Ancestor's heart also sank.

The fate of Blood Falling Star is still fresh in memory; now Ji Minghuang is again being surrounded and attacked by Luo Jiuyou and Hei Lin, and the result is likely to follow in Blood Falling Star's footsteps.

Filled with anger, the Human Race Huánggōng Old Ancestor immediately wanted to find a chance to strike, even if just to threaten Luo Jiuyou and Hei Lin a little, in order to create an escape opportunity for Ji Minghuang.

But the Eternal Night Old Ancestor obviously guessed the Human Race Huánggōng Old Ancestor's thought; as soon as he wanted to act, he was directly blocked by the Eternal Night Old Ancestor.

With a nasty smile on his face, the Eternal Night Old Ancestor laughed and said.

"You old thing, let the young people handle their own affairs; what are you rushing over to join the fun for?"

"You................"

Hearing these words, having his good deed ruined by the Eternal Night Old Ancestor, the Human Race Huánggōng Old Ancestor's face darkened.

Is this old thing trying to put Ji Minghuang to death?

"Eternal Night Old Ghost, do you really want to be in an endless feud with my Human Race Huánggōng?"

"Isn't that already the case now?"

To the Eternal Night Old Ancestor, these words are utterly meaningless; look at what has happened, and don't you see how many people your Human Race Huánggōng has lost? This still isn't an endless feud?

Faced with the furious and defeated Human Race Huánggōng Old Ancestor, the Eternal Night Old Ancestor also had to get serious.

At the very least, he cannot be allowed to interfere in the battle between Luo Jiuyou, Hei Lin, and Ji Minghuang.

Under the Eternal Night Old Ancestor's obstruction, the Human Race Huánggōng Old Ancestor wanted to save Ji Minghuang, but there was simply no chance.

As for Ji Minghuang, even though he had already given his all, even resorting to using the Mìfǎ.

Yet under the combined encirclement of Luo Jiuyou and Hei Lin, his body still ended up with several more wounds.

If he dodged Hei Lin's attack, he couldn't handle Luo Jiuyou's; two fists against four hands.

Just like now, Hei Lin's short knife silently sliced toward Ji Minghuang's neck.

As the Yongye Young Master, Hei Lin has indeed cultivated the art of assassination to a profound level.

Compared to Luo Jiuyou, Hei Lin's moves are more bizarre and also silent.

On that attack, there is basically no terrifying residual aura spreading out, but don't think that makes Hei Lin's attack weak.

On the contrary, such an attack makes it even harder to guard against, and moreover, Hei Lin's speed is extremely fast.

Therefore, Ji Minghuang had to devote more of his attention to guarding against Hei Lin's sneak attacks.

After all, for an assassin, what they're best at is stabbing someone in the back.

Feeling a deadly aura of the utmost extremity coming at him, Ji Minghuang dared not hesitate and quickly stepped back.

Thus he narrowly dodged Hei Lin's knife; the blade almost grazed his skin, and the chilling blade aura could be clearly felt.

Having barely avoided it, before Ji Minghuang could even catch his breath, Luo Jiuyou's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and then a familiar scene unfolded again.

That dagger, wreathed in Netherworld Heavenly Thunder, pierced Ji Minghuang's body in one thrust, just as it had pierced Blood Falling Star's body, both strikes hitting the same spot in the lower back.

A surge of intense pain instantly made Ji Minghuang spit out a mouthful of blood, yet he hardly had any attention to spare for his own injury.

He quickly turned and swung a sword, but Luo Jiuyou was obviously prepared; facing Ji Minghuang's counterattack, Luo Jiuyou simply sidestepped, creating distance and easily avoiding it.

"Ji Minghuang, just go honestly; down there you can still keep Blood Falling Star company, so you won't be lonely on the road."

"You................"

Having landed the blow, Luo Jiuyou grinned and said; hearing that, Ji Minghuang was so angry he gritted his teeth, clenching them tightly.

Suffering another heavy blow, Ji Minghuang's situation became ever more perilous.

Facing the offensives of Luo Jiuyou and Hei Lin, he found it increasingly hard to resist, being beaten back step by step.

He looked as if he could not hold on much longer.

Meanwhile, Luo Jiuyou and Hei Lin, even up to this point, were still guarding against Ji Minghuang seizing a chance to flee, clearly determined to kill him here.

At this moment, the three's battle became the most watched spot on the battlefield.

After all, for the Demon Race, Human Race Huánggōng, Yongye, and Nether Race—these top clans of Zhu Tian Wan Jie—aside from the Ancestral Realm Old Ancestors, what draws the most attention is each clan's young master.

The former is the clan's divine needle that stabilizes the sea; the latter is the clan's future, having consumed countless resources to cultivate from childhood.

The various world scouts hidden around the battlefield also fixed their gazes tightly on the battlefield of Ji Minghuang and the two.

Each had different thoughts, their gazes inscrutable.

"This Human Race Huánggōng young master Ji Minghuang is probably more likely to meet misfortune than fortune."

"That's right; the Luo young master and the Hei Lin young master have no intention of letting him go."

"Yeah, we've been guarding against Ji Minghuang's breakout all along, never giving him any chance."

The current situation is such that anyone can see it: Ji Minghuang is now a trapped beast still fighting.

Moreover, as time passes, his predicament will only grow more difficult, for his wounds will surely become ever more severe.

Until finally he was slain by the combined hands of Luo Jiuyou and Hei Lin.

Faced with this result, those who turned out to be the happiest were actually the scouts of the Human Race forces.

Looking at Ji Minghuang's dead-faced expression, these Human Race scouts' faces were actually full of schadenfreude.

This shows how deeply unpopular the Human Race Huánggōng is within the Human Race, yet they keep shamelessly claiming to be the Human Race's orthodoxy and the ancestral land.

It is entirely self-proclaimed; aside from the Human Race Huánggōng itself, who has sincerely acknowledged it?

The Young Master of the Human Imperial Palace, also could be said to be the Young Master of the Human Race, but now, facing Ji Minghuang's desperate situation, the Human Race powerhouses actually wore expressions of delight, as if happy about his death.

Speaking of which, it is extremely sad.

Under everyone's gaze, after a prolonged struggle, Ji Minghuang, despite having fought to the bitter end and used all his means, ultimately still found his two fists unable to withstand four hands.

They were cut down by the swords of Ji Minghuang and Hei Lin.

As the two attacked simultaneously and struck Ji Minghuang, his aura quickly dissipated, and he let out an unwilling roar from his mouth.