Sun Tianhai said that the Dacheng realm can be called a master, but for practitioners, it can only be regarded as a true beginner. Real masters and strong men can borrow the power of heaven and earth.
To put it simply, a master is not fighting alone. When you are fighting against a real master, you are not just fighting against him, you are fighting against the world!
Human power is always limited, so how can we fight against the sky?
Yang Hao looked at the constantly intertwining figures in the field and the blood that was constantly splashing. He suddenly understood deeply that Sun Lihai had said that the power of blood was no more than that of Xiao Doyle. Although what he was facing now was not a vampire but a werewolf, but this
The same sentence is very effective.
Sun Lihai really couldn't kill Dirk for a while, because Dirk adopted a very conservative defensive strategy after the first collision. Faced with a guy who doesn't want to attack, but just wants to sign up and hold you down, he wants to
It's definitely not the least bit difficult to kill him.
Sun Lifeng was different. He was like a vicious wolf thrown into the flock of sheep, swatting away at him. He kept waving the big knife in his hand and slashing away, bringing with it a stream of blood.
Sun Lifeng may indeed have difficulty coping with the siege of all the werewolves for a while, but Sun Lifeng's combat experience is also very rich. He did not stand still and wait for many werewolves to attack him, but took the initiative to launch an attack.
It was like a wandering knife, so sharp that it was impossible to resist.
Sun Lifeng's whole body has merged into one with a sword, as if he is a wandering human weapon, especially Sun Lifeng's strength that no one can resist head-on. Once Sun Lifeng starts to wander around, the many werewolves of the Farrell family will
I suffered a big loss.
Chesima was crazy because he wanted to stop Sun Lifeng, drag Sun Lifeng by himself, and create opportunities for the werewolves from other families to surround and kill Sun Lifeng. However, Sun Lifeng did not give him this opportunity at all. He kept wandering around.
Walking is like a wandering ghost. Wherever it goes, it will always bring blood and disappear.
Chesima saw the elites of the family being killed easily by Sun Lifeng with one knife, but he was helpless. This scene made his whole eyes turn red, but it was of no use. Sun Lifeng's wandering kills
He won't stop because of his anger.
While Dirk was facing Sun Lihai's pressure that was as powerful as a mountain, his whole body felt as if he was about to be pressed under the ground, but he was still struggling to hold on. But when he saw the people on the other side who fell one by one
When he became a member of the Farrell family, the persistence in Dirk's heart suddenly disappeared.
The other party obviously understood their plan, so the other party had no intention of giving them any chance to fight. Sun Lifeng wandered all the way, easily killing the weaker werewolves of the Farrell family. The posture seemed to give people the impression that
Don't take it too easy.
In Sun Lifeng's eyes, more than a dozen powerful werewolves were simply lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they were completely defenseless.
Each of these werewolves was definitely a character that could shock a party, but here, under Sun Lifeng's sword, they suddenly became so fragile and vulnerable.
Werewolves have a strong physique and a powerful and terrifying self-healing ability, which once gave the vampires a huge headache, but when facing Sun Lifeng, all of this seemed to have no effect.
His strong physique and strength are no match for Sun Lifeng's sword, which borrows the power of heaven and earth, and his strong self-healing ability obviously cannot heal a person who was split in half with a knife back into a complete person.
In the blink of an eye, the wandering Sun Lifeng had killed six or seven werewolves of the Farrell family. The people of the Farrell family followed Sun Lifeng and chased them, but they had no effect and did not cause any harm to Sun Lifeng.
harm.
Yang Hao looked at this battle with great disparity in strength, and felt relieved but also extremely shocked.
Don't look at the large group of werewolves on the field who were teased by Sun Lifeng. They were attacked and killed by him alone. But if Yang Hao is replaced, they will face more than ten powerful werewolves such as Chesima.
As a werewolf, Yang Hao might not be able to survive for more than a minute before he would be beaten into pieces by the ferocious war hammers of many werewolves.
It's easy to see it from a standing position, but only when you are in it will you realize how big the difference is, how different it is.
Things in this world are like this. Outsiders just look at it and seem to think it is a very simple thing. But only when you are in it, you will realize how difficult it is.
Sun Lihai was also a little angry. He also saw that Dirk obviously wanted to delay time and create an opportunity for the werewolves next to him to kill Sun Lifeng. He took a deep breath, and the air around him seemed to follow him.
He took a breath and all of it was sucked into his chest and abdomen in an instant.
Sun Lihai raised his sword. This sword did not slash or stab directly like before, but stood firmly in front of him. The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth was instantly absorbed with Sun Lihai's breathing.
came down, and then gathered on Sun Lihai's sword.
Sun Lihai's sword was only one meter long, and it stood upright in front of him so easily. At least in the eyes of a layman, it was like this. Sun Lihai seemed to have done nothing. He suddenly gave up the attack, then posed in a pose and became motionless.
, seems to be a very scary posture.
A layman can only see this, but in the eyes of an insider, they are two completely different scenes.
Although Sun Lihai suddenly stopped attacking and just swung his sword like this, it seemed very casual, but the energy contained in the sword continued to grow at a very terrifying speed. The energy emanating from Sun Lihai's whole body
The power is getting stronger and stronger, and the whole person is like a god of war, exuding a crazy aura that no one can resist.
Dirk felt that his whole mouth was full of bitterness. He had already sensed the impatience of the other party. It was obvious that the other party was very unhappy with his delaying tactics, so the other party suddenly stopped and began to gather momentum. The next move was definitely
Earth-shattering and astonishingly powerful.
Dirk is very powerful, but facing the increasingly powerful sword, Dirk feels more and more powerless in his heart. Can he block this sword?
cannot!
At least it is absolutely impossible to block this sword without any injuries!
Especially when he saw Sun Lihai's posture without stopping at all, the turbulent momentum contained in the sword was still increasing crazily, which made Dirk feel more and more pressure.
Maybe you are injured if you go up now, but I'm afraid you will be dead when you go up!
Dirk gritted his teeth and suddenly let out a crazy wolf howl. His huge body suddenly accelerated crazily and rushed towards Sun Lihai. The war hammer in his hand was already swinging wildly and smashed towards Sun Lihai.
When Sun Lihai saw Dirk rushing over, he snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent, and he slashed down the long sword in his hand without any fancy features.
This sword was very simple, not even very fast, but Dirk couldn't dodge it at all.
Seeing this sword coming towards the top of his head, Dirk's soul was erupted, and all his strength was concentrated on his right arm. The war hammer broke through the air with a kind of crazy telling, and with a kind of tearing...
The air-splitting whistle hit Sun Lihai's falling sword hard.
boom!
With a dull impact, everyone saw a visible air wave suddenly centered on Sun Lihai and Dirk, and centered on the impact point of the sword and war hammer, radiating out in all directions. Wherever it went, dust flew up.
The grass is lying down.
Dirk's warhammer and Sun Lihai's long sword were in a stalemate for less than a second. They suddenly flew up without any warning, directly separated from Dirk's hand, turned into a parabola, and flew directly outside for more than ten seconds.
meter, and then hit it hard in front of an onlooker, sinking half a foot into the ground.
The war hammer was flying, but the long sword continued to fall, with that amazing momentum, it continued to kill Dirk.
Dirk's eyes widened and he let out a strange cry. His whole body shrank suddenly and flew back. However, as he retreated faster, the sword became faster, and the sword light fell.
After all, Dirk was strong, and he twisted his body to avoid this fatal slash, but the slash had already cut through his body.
This slash almost cut Dirk in half, but Dirk dodged quickly, and the sword left a terrifying scar on his body, a scar that almost split the whole person in half.
.
If Dirk was not a werewolf, even if he dodged the knife, such a fatal injury would definitely kill him. However, werewolves have super self-healing abilities. Dirk, who was covered in blood, quickly retreated to the rear. The terrifying figure on his body
The wound has begun to shrink and heal visibly to the naked eye, but Dirk's face has become extremely pale.
Sun Lihai glanced at Dirk, snorted coldly, and raised the sword in his hand again. Seeing this scene, Dirk secretly complained in his heart, and quickly stretched out his hand and shouted: "Please stop, I admit defeat."
Although Sun Lihai didn't know what Dirk said, he could still understand the gesture. He stopped with a little doubt. Sun Xuanyue, who was not far away, excitedly helped Sun Lihai translate Dirk's words.
Sun Lihai looked at Dirk, who was covered in blood. He hesitated for a second, and finally lowered the sword in his hand. As his sword dropped, Dirk suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most worried about was
If the opponent continues to attack regardless of the situation, let alone other things, just kill yourself first, then you will be in trouble.
Dirk quickly retreated a distance, turned to look at the Farrell family werewolves and Sun Lifeng's battle group next to him, and felt even colder in his heart, because at least half of the Farrell family werewolves were dead, but Sun Lifeng was
He was not injured at all, and he was charging at the werewolves in high spirits, unstoppable.
Dirk sighed helplessly and shouted loudly: "Chesima, admit defeat."
Chesima was staring at the wandering Sun Lifeng with red eyes at this moment. She looked like a gambler who had lost crazy. She knew that if this continued, the chips in her hand would become less and less, and she would eventually be completely defeated.
, but after all, I refused to let go of that faint hope.
The fall of the Farrell family werewolves one after another made Chesima feel angry and passionate at the same time with waves of despair. At the same time, she could only place her hope on small hopes for victory, hoping that she could win.
Kill Sun Lifeng with a tiny chance.
This feeling is like being at the gambling table. You obviously have 10 million chips in your hand, but the banker wins them away one by one. The chips in your hand are getting smaller and smaller, but you always hope for the next move.
If you bet on yourself, you can win back all the money you lost before.
The mood is understandable, but reality is always cruel. To use a common saying, ideals are plump, but reality is skinny.
Chesima felt sad, angry and helpless. He originally thought that he was so powerful and had so many masters from the family that he could kill just one person, but the cruel reality gave him a hard slap in the face.
The collapse of each family member has broken Chesima's heart bit by bit, and Dirk's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing his heart to completely collapse in an instant.
He saw Dirk, who was covered in blood and whose whole body was basically cut in two.
He had no way to blame Dirk, because it was obvious that Dirk had indeed tried his best and almost cost his own life.
At this moment, he seemed to feel that he had lost the whole world.
When Sun Lifeng's long knife once again cut a family member's body in half, with blood splattering and even a few drops of blood falling on Chesima's face, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Stop, loudly and kindly: "Stop, everyone, stop!"
The red-eyed werewolves who were still alive quickly retreated and distanced themselves from Sun Lifeng. Their eyes were shining with hatred, but deep in their eyes, there was also unconcealable fear.
No one is not afraid of death, even the werewolves who are not afraid of death.
If they could rely on sacrifice to win the final victory, then they might not be afraid of sacrifice or bloodshed. But when the reality turns out that bloodshed is just meaningless bloodshed and sacrifice is just meaningless sacrifice, courage becomes a bit ridiculous.
When what was originally thought to be a sacrifice for victory turns out to be worthless bloodshed and death, who can face death calmly and welcome the sinking of the unknown eternal night?
Sun Lifeng watched all the werewolves retreat, but did not pursue them anymore. He just waved the sword in his hand a few times with some lingering interest. The sword that was originally stained with blood suddenly became cold and gleaming, without even a drop of blood on it.
"What's wrong? Not all of them are dead yet. Do you want to admit defeat?"
Although Si Lifeng didn't understand the language, everyone clearly understood the situation at the scene. Dirk was seriously injured and Chesima and others suffered numerous casualties. If the fight continued, the whole army would definitely be wiped out and no one would be spared. Therefore, at this time, it is normal to admit defeat.
things.
Chesima's mouth was filled with bitterness. She looked at the tribesmen who fell in blood, as well as the stunned onlookers with sad faces. Then she looked at the two unharmed Chinese cultivators opposite. She gritted her teeth and lowered her head feebly:
"We admit defeat in this fight...our Farrell family...admit defeat!"
PS: I have a guest at home, and I drank a lot of wine with him. Today’s chapter is 4,000 words, sorry. (To be continued)