Although the Wushuang Ghost is born with supernatural power and strong iron bones, his fighting skills seem to be much inferior. Against ordinary people, he is like mowing grass. But against Dian Wei, he is almost useless.
Although Dian Wei's body and muscles are not as terrifying as Dian Qing's, but no master is holding a famous sword, there is no way to hurt him. In comparison, he is almost the eighth level of the armored mind.
Moreover, his combat ability is truly at the level of Dacheng. Wushuang Ghost is like facing a fully strengthened self. His strength is no match, his skills are no match, and even his thick skin cannot match him.
"Dangdang——"
The clash of four fists made a loud sound, and the impact cracked the ground beneath their feet.
Dian Wei took a step forward, turned over and grabbed Wushuanggui's hand, and threw him over the shoulder so that he lay on his back. Then he struck with a hand knife, preparing to destroy his shoulder.
The flaming hairpin whirled around, hitting Dian Wei's body with a "ding ding" and falling, burning a few hairs.
Dian Wei slashed with his knife, causing Wushuang Ghost to dislocate his shoulder. He grabbed his belt and threw him out.
Yan Lingji saw the huge body of Wushuang Ghost coming towards her, and hurriedly jumped back to avoid it. As soon as she raised her head, a huge fist kept enlarging in her pupils.
"Dang——"
Wushuang Ghost fell to his side and kicked Dian Wei's punch away with one foot, saving Yan Lingji.
Dian Wei was kicked away with one hand, and grabbed Wushuanggui's leg with the other hand, dragged him up and threw him again, and another blow from his hand dislocated his calf.
"Unparalleled!"
Yan Lingji raised her beautiful eyebrows and stabbed Dian Wei's eyes with the flaming sword in both hands.
"Ding ding ding~"
Dian Wei kept blocking the woman's attacks with both hands, seemingly at a disadvantage for a moment.
"Don't save him yet!" Yan Lingji forced Dian Wei back, then turned around and asked the exorcist and Baidu King to save Wushuang.
"Huh——"
When she came to her senses again, the iron fist nailed her abdomen, "Uh-huh~", with a beautiful scream, Yan Lingji's body flew out, fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, struggled to hold up her body with her hands, but failed.
Can stand up.
Dian Wei turned his attention to the two soy sauce gangsters who were trying to save Wushuang Ghost. The two felt locked by a wild force and were unable to move.
"Huhuhuhu~"
Four hairpins flew over, and Yan Lingji's long black hair was scattered, her blue eyes were burning, and her ecstatic face looked even more seductive due to the trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.
"No one will like a rude man."
Wearing a high-crotch, close-fitting soft armor, embroidered with lace patterns, a pair of long legs are completely exposed, wearing long boots. His hands hang down, holding two flaming swords, with a hint of blood red faintly visible in them.
Dian Wei turned around and looked at her, and said angrily: "A warrior does not need the enemy's favor."
Yan Lingji's double swords seemed unusual this time. Dian Wei shook his hand in the air, and the giant ax that had been stuck on the ground flew into his hands, surrounded by white thunder.
The giant ax collided with the two swords, and Yan Lingji was knocked away. She was in the air and was about to fight back when a flying ax spun towards her. "Dang", the two swords resisted the flying axe, but was still knocked away by the powerful force. Yan Lingji released her huge strength and fell to the ground, and saw Dian Wei rushing towards the Exorcist Demon and the King of Hundred Poisons.
"No!"
The Exorcist Demon and the King of Hundred Poisons, one by one, managed to free Wushuang Gui's dislocated joint. They were just a little happy when Dian Wei lifted them up one by one.
"Crackling" a burst of electrotherapy, the two of them kept screaming, and the poisonous insects on the corpse exorcist fell to the ground like rain and turned into ashes.
The two people were thrown to the ground with a "plop". Their trembling bodies and struggling hands showed that they were not dead, but seriously injured.
Yan Lingji groaned, the fire sword in her hand turned darker, and she quickly approached Dian Wei.
The unparalleled ghost swooped forward and locked Dian Wei from behind. The two flaming swords were already in front of his eyes.
The handle of the giant ax stabbed Wushuang in the abdomen. Dianwei broke away from him and raised the ax blade from bottom to top, flying the flaming sword. At the same time, he hit Yan Lingji severely with a straight thrust.
The woman fell to the ground, moved her hands, and managed to raise her head, only to see Tianze being held against his forehead by Lu Yan with a sword.
At this point, only Tianze and Wushuanggui in the Baiyue Tiantuan were still able to move. The other three were severely injured. Dian Wei was almost unscathed. Lu Yan's fight with Tianze consumed a lot of internal energy, but he was not injured. p>
In a two-on-five team battle, the result was zero for three, leaving two with residual health.
"Why would a person like you sacrifice your life for South Korea?" Tianze saw three people falling to the ground with serious injuries. Wushuanggui was kneeling on one knee, covering his abdomen, feeling powerless in his heart.
"It's just to stop you from killing people."
"When they knelt down to beg the King of Han, they no longer deserved to live."
"Then before they knelt down, why didn't you, as the prince, stop them?"
"I..." Tianze lowered his head and pinched the blood with his fist.
"You don't want to say that you are being imprisoned by Ji Wuye, do you?" Lu Yan turned his head and glanced at the refugees who had fled far away.
"When the storm is in turmoil and the country is broken, they give up their dignity and survive. The savior they long for is someone like you, the deposed prince, haha."
After listening to Lu Yan's bitter sarcasm, Tianze stood up, stared at Lu Yan with his blood-red eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want?"
"Besides your status as the Prince of Baiyue, do you have anything else worth plotting against?"
"You want to use me to control Baiyue? Then you will only get a corpse." The black energy all over Tianze's body appeared again, and a thin stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he would rather be shattered than destroyed.
"I want to build Baiyue because I think I can do it better than you."
"You——" Tianze's blood surged, the man in front of him was so contemptuous!
Lu Yan glanced at Tianze and said, It's not that I look down on you. With your style, no one can believe that you can build a good home.
"But everything should be tailored to local conditions. I need someone who is familiar with Baiyue to help me, for mutual help and mutual benefit."
Tianze sticks to the bottom line and refuses to become a pawn for Lu Yan to control Baiyue: "It's still the same, you can't even think of controlling Baiyue."
"You are the right candidate, but not the only one. Those people can also help me, and they are more obedient."
"Baiyue will inevitably rise, but not in the hands of you Central Plains people." The Central Plains regards Baiyue as a barbarian, and coupled with the actions of Han and Chu, Tianze is naturally hostile to the Central Plains people.
"Rise? It depends on you? Starring in Prince's Revenge and Prince's Treasure Hunt cannot revitalize Baiyue."
"You actually know..."
"I'm not interested in that thing. Whether it's wealth or something mysterious, the construction of Baiyue has nothing to do with it. I'm very sincere, but you won't agree to this?"
Tianze glanced at his teammates lying down and laughed angrily: "Sincerity, you call this sincerity?"
Lu Yan's patience was almost gone, and his voice became lowered: "Someone said that the weak have no right to talk to the strong. If I don't kill you today, it is my sincerity."
This sentence seemed to have a great effect. Although Tianze gritted his teeth, he did not refute. Sure enough, to deal with such a person, reason is no better than fists.
"My people will find you soon. All you have to do is cooperate well and build a home together."
Lu Yan took back his sword, pinned it behind his back, and called Dian Wei to prepare to leave.
Before leaving, he gave Tianze a look and his words struck his ears.
"Finally, I would like to advise you that it is best not to touch that treasure. You cannot afford the price behind it."
As Lu Yan walked away, Tianze fell down clutching his chest. The dual pain of internal injuries and poison caused him to scream and curl up into a ball.
"Master..." Yan Lingji heard the screams, inserted her delicate hands into the soil, and tried her best to crawl towards Tianze.
Wushuang Ghost resumed his actions. Only his tall body stood there. He looked at the miserable state of everyone around him and scratched his head.