The two Earth Realm warriors who were snatching the wine bottles never imagined that Cha Liuhe would suddenly attack. When they woke up, the Emei thorns had broken into their bones and pierced a hole in their Pipa bones. The two of them screamed in pain and quickly recovered.
He fell forward, trying to use the inertia of his forward motion to forcefully pull out the Emei thorn.
Cha Liuhe couldn't see their intentions. He held the Emei thorn in his hand and pushed forward with all his strength, turning the downward force of the two people into a forward thrust, like a locomotive against an old buffalo, and it roared away.
Several meters.
An ancient warrior who had his lute bone pierced was similar to a struggling girl who had a stick inserted into her. There was no room for resistance at all. The cow had its nostrils pierced and the horse was bridle, so he had no choice but to obey others' mercy.
Two cup-grubbing ancient warriors from the Earth Realm were pushed a few meters away by Zha Liuhe. Their backs hit the wall with a thud. Two muffled sounds of grabbing were heard in their ears. The Emei thorns that pierced the Pipa bone were nailed directly into the wall.
Zha Liuhe said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just stay still, otherwise don't blame me for being stupid." He didn't want to kill anyone, even if he faced two guys with bloody hands, wearing a pipa bone was a lesson.
Let them be honest and ordinary people from now on.
Zhu Xiaochang begged in a low voice: "Isn't it just half a bottle of wine? How could you be so cruel? At the worst, I'll pay you a hundred bottles, or even a hundred boxes! Just spare me once, please."
"Until now, he still thought he had offended this moody old man for half a bottle of wine. He really couldn't think of any other way to escape except begging for mercy.
Compared with Zhu Xiaochang, Lin Luo next to him was much smarter. He shook his head with a bitter look on his face and said: "Fool, do you really think he is here for half a bottle of wine?"
A look of surprise appeared on Zhu Xiaochang's face, and he lowered his head and stopped begging for mercy. If he really wanted his life, he would have taken action earlier. Now that the pipa bone was pierced, it would be equivalent to losing most of it. He was lucky to be able to save his life.
Zha Liuhe said calmly: "Some things are best left in the stomach. Smart people usually have short lives." After saying that, he raised his palm and slapped the two of them on the neck, knocking them unconscious.
It's a joke that two Earth realm warriors would be stabbed for half a bottle of leftover wine. Even Zha Liuhe himself felt that it was a little too smooth. At this moment, the card fell to the ground along with the table.
Wa Rang opened his eyes in confusion, shook his head vigorously and struggled to stand up. As soon as he got halfway up, he received a slap on his neck and collapsed again.
The rescue operation in the villa went smoothly, but in the castle hundreds of meters away, the two priests Qiu Tong fell into an unprecedented bitter battle. They stood back to back in the center of the castle hall, their bodies covered in red and blood.
The invisible battle suit was dyed red. In addition to the five vampire lords with teeth and claws on the ceiling, there were also three haggard bearded ascetics. It was these three ascetics of the Tianyi Sect that caused the two martial spirit worshipers to suffer.
The ascetics of the Tianyi sect worshiped Lord Shiva. They spent their lives using heaven and earth as clothing, sleeping on beds of nails, walking on red charcoal, and eating excrement and urine. They ate all kinds of extreme ascetic practices in the world. They covered birds with leaves and strips of cloth. They were ascetics with unkempt hair and big beards.
They wear standard attire and walk in dangerous places holding a three-pronged wooden staff symbolizing Lord Shiva. This almost cruel way of practice has produced a group of ascetics who are ten times better than the island nation's ninjas. A very small number of them have become
In order to achieve true ultimate power, the potential of the human body is stimulated in this extreme torture, and he becomes a truly respected figure.
The three ascetics looked at the two offerings with eyes as deep as a well. They each held a black three-pronged staff in their hands and pointed at their opponents. They muttered words. The sound made people's skin crawl, and Qiu Bieli wanted to pounce on them.
He poked him in the eye with the copper cigarette rod in his hand, but now he could only grit his teeth.
The two priests of Qiu Tong were completely defeated this time. Just when they were about to attack Lucifer and Bloody Mary, three ascetics suddenly appeared and easily blocked their attack. These three ascetics
The skills used are quite weird, and the three-pronged staff in their hands will emit a special fragrance when they dance, which seems to be the smell of tuberose, but if you accidentally smell some of it, you will feel dizzy. Tong Qianzhan left in order to cover Qiu Bi
A stick was stabbed in the eye of the waist, and the skin and flesh were torn on the spot, and blood flowed profusely.
Tong Qianzhan knew his injuries best. Now he was at the end of his strength. If it weren't for the confidence of the old man behind him to support him, he would have fallen down.
"Old man, what should we do now? You have a good head, I'll listen to you." Qiu Bieli regarded Tong Qianzhan behind him as his backbone, and habitually let him make decisions when it came to matters, but it took him a few seconds to say anything.
Tong Qianzhan behind him didn't react at all.
Qiu Bieli felt puzzled for a while, and opened his mouth to repeat what he just said. Just when he said the first word, Tong Qianzhan behind him suddenly swayed. Fortunately, he had quick eyesight and quick hands, and reached out to support his old friend's ribs.
Down.
At this time, Tong Qianzhan's face was as golden as paper. Qiu Biejie, who was holding him, could clearly feel that his whole body was shaking. The wounds on his waist and eyes had actually festered in just a few minutes, even if they were less than ten meters away from him.
There was a rotten smell.
"Old smoker, this time our brothers have run into an opponent. Please tell Lan Yatou to lead people to evacuate quickly!" Tong Qianzhan gritted his teeth and said a word. As soon as he finished speaking, he collapsed as if all his strength had been drained away.
, the wound on his waist was not only painful, it was also devouring his consciousness at an extremely fast speed, and now he could no longer hold on.
Qiu Bieli's eyes were filled with water, and his palms were always resting on his old friend's ribs. At this time, Tong Qianzhan had fallen into a coma, and his life or death was uncertain. The two had known each other for decades and had experienced hundreds of fights. How could they be as useless as they are today?
Passed? But today I got hurt, I really got screwed. At this moment, Qiu Bieli didn't care about winning or losing, life or death. He was most worried about his old friend's injury. If time could go back, he would rather be the one injured.
The eyes of the three ascetics were as deep as a thousand-year-old ancient well, as if they had not seen the tragic situation of Tong Qianzhan at all. The three-pronged staff in their hands pointed around the two of them. They were not in a hurry to launch an offensive. Watching others suffer was a pain to them.
After going through various hardships and experiencing all kinds of extreme pain, they gained great strength but also abandoned a large part of their humanity.
Qiu Bieli held his old friend's body with one hand, put the copper cigarette rod into his waist, reached out and pressed the earpiece twice, and said in a very calm voice: "Lan Yatou, let's go, leave immediately." After that,
Huang Pulan decisively turned off the headset without waiting for a reply. He couldn't leave tonight, and he couldn't leave. Even if he couldn't fight side by side with his old brother, at least he could die together.