The old man's face was cold, and his palm passed across the doctor's chest, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood.
"You treat your students as evil spirits. You are really a good teacher."
The doctor gritted his teeth and dodged backwards. It seemed that he was unable to control his balance because of the loss of an arm, and his movements were also a little slower.
Unfortunately, his broken arm is slowly recovering.
"This copper coin dart will be very useful to you."
Lu Zhishou chuckled and pointed at the wound on the doctor's chest.
It seems to be melting there.
"Do you know what you have become?"
The old man waved his palms, and the life-stealing hand on his chest made grabbing movements from time to time.
The doctor's steps would occasionally stop, as if even his thoughts of dodge had been stolen.
At this time, several melting wounds will appear on his body again.
"Once is a lifespan of a hundred days. I haven't seen the teacher work so hard for a long time."
"Humph, you will go ahead of me."
Lu Zhishou stared, his men showed no mercy.
The doctor was losing ground, but he still didn't look the least bit upset.
He knew that his attack just now failed.
In a confrontation between three people, desperately replacing another person is a rather unwise strategy.
But Wang Jin’s acting looks so similar.
Fear, unwillingness, anger, helplessness.
Plus the reactions of the other two companions.
They were obviously ready to die in Wang Jin's place.
These are all so true that even doctors who are proficient in psychology cannot see the flaws.
Being affected by unfamiliar attacks and falling into crisis.
This is very likely to happen.
The doctor couldn't give up this opportunity, so he chose to gamble with all his strength.
Unfortunately, he did not succeed.
Of course, he didn't fail too much.
Although his healing ability was weakened by more than half, Wang Jin was not unscathed.
The wound on the young man's neck was so deep that even if the bleeding was temporarily stopped, he would not be able to resume action.
The only unexpected thing is that Wang Jin was not affected by his own backhand.
Manipulating a person's body through pollution is originally the doctor's greatest reliance.
But all the tricks tried on Wu Zhun had no effect on Wang Jin.
"Damn...it seems like it's time to get ready to leave."
The doctor shook his head hard, as if trying to get rid of those crazy whispers.
After realizing that it was useless, he murmured softly, and the smile on his face rarely twitched.
——
"Hey...something's wrong?"
Wang Jin touched his chin and looked at the doctor who was desperately dodging.
This eldest brother was stared at by an ancient god, but he acted like a normal person.
Didn't go crazy, didn't lose his mind.
The only effect may be that you talk too much.
"I see."
Wang Jin patted his forehead, but the wound on his neck was affected by this, and a bunch of blood arrows shot out.
"This person was already crazy, so he won't go crazy again...that's the only way to explain it."
The young man sighed and took out the trauma spray specially provided by the Suppression Department from his pocket.
"But there's one more thing... did he just want to contaminate me?"
After plugging the wound, the young man touched his chin and muttered softly.
Obviously, the doctor didn't know that Wang Jin had extremely powerful inspiration, so he resorted to such an ineffective attack.
What's more, I am the expert when it comes to bombarding people with pollution.
It's a pity that the ancient god's gaze just now failed to drive the crazy doctor.
Of course, that costly move is not completely ineffective.
The raging death force is constantly washing away the doctor's body, making his breath weaker and weaker.
The arm that has yet to recover is proof of that.
If Lu Zhishou is allowed to continue fighting like this, the doctor will soon be unable to withstand it.
"Are you okay?"
Bai Jiu swallowed and nervously checked Wang Jin's wounds.
He just saw with his own eyes that this young man was slashed in the neck with a knife, and blood spurted everywhere.
As a result, Wang Jin is now standing in front of him alive and kicking, but his face is a little pale.
Is this still a fucking human? Pinduoduo becomes a spirit, right?
Even the Immortal family can't bear to cut it like this.
"How can it be okay?"
Wang Jin opened his mouth to respond, his voice a little hoarse.
He doesn't dare to speak too loud now, for fear of damaging the wound.
The green god's breath slowly nourished the blood vessels and also sent pollution into Wang Jin's body.
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."
Shi Baibai, who had arrived late, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his face full of fear of escaping death.
The copper coin escort, the man with weird speed, and the method Wang Jin just used.
This is simply not a battle that I can participate in.
Even if he really caught up just now, he would only be penetrated along with Wang Jin.
"Damn it, I'm useless."
Shi Baibai gritted his teeth and raised his hand to slap himself.
"Don't."
Wang Jin stretched out his hand to stop the fat man who was blaming himself, and said in a hoarse voice.
"Without you two, the doctor would have run away long ago."
"I could feel that he was just testing me the first time, and he was determined to chop off my head the second time."
"Can you feel this?"
"Well, I have a little trick that's the equivalent of a siren."
The young man blinked, as if he wanted to replace his nod.
Shi Baibai was stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved.
There are too many secrets in Wang Jin, so nothing that happens is surprising.
"ah--"
Screams rang out, and Wu Zhuo, who was kneeling on the ground, got up tremblingly.
"I won't fight him! That's a fucking evil god!"
He roared in the direction of the doctor, but his body slowly approached Wang Jin.
Wu Zhuo had just witnessed the heartbreaking attack with his own eyes.
The fog, that level of death, and the pollution.
This shouldn't exist in this world at all.
There was also that eye filled with chaos and destruction, as if it would be destroyed by just one look.
The young man who had it all…
No, a high-dimensional creature with the appearance of a young human.
Just stand in front of yourself.
And the doctor actually allowed himself to take advantage of the opponent's weakness to kill him.
"Where the hell is this weak? Are you blind or am I blind?"
"What is this if you don't want to die? What the hell..."
Wu Zhuo yelled and cursed loudly, but his body made an action that was completely opposite to his consciousness.