As soon as Ji Wuri was injured, all the beasts rushed over to protect him.
If it was someone else, then their protection would be effective.
But to this mysterious old man who could ignore all defenses and everything, protection could only be considered a loyal attitude. The Love Silk Spider Demon immediately gave up on controlling Deicide, allowing the No.1 in the Outer Mountains to regain his freedom. She thought that even though Deicide was not his opponent, he could still be of help. If he could be of some use, it would be better than continuing to trap him with the Web of Love.
Terror also released Frost Cold, Zhao Xi and Black Day from the World of Terror inside the Distortion Halo.
In the field, every additional target would cause the mysterious man's attention to be diverted. In this way, the master who was already heavily injured would most likely pay less attention to them, and their chances of survival would increase.
Frost Cold and Black Day still did not know the earth-shattering changes that had happened outside. They still thought that Ji Wuri was in control of the whole situation.
Seeing that he was heavily injured, they could not help but be shocked.
The Northern God Master Zhao Xi, who had just recovered his senses after being dispelled by the Intoxicated Bug, was even more baffled. His perception of the changes in the battlefield was still the same as before … They were all Divine Masters, so even though they were weak from their injuries, they still had their senses. They could sense just how terrifying this mysterious person was, and all of them unconsciously leaned toward the God Slayer. Even their former nemesis, Black Day, who was bent on killing the God Slayer, was no exception. The situation now was even worse. If they still did not stick together and work together, they might be easily defeated by this mysterious old man one by one.
"Wait a moment, I will attack. You guys run as far as you can." Deicide raised the Ancient Celestial Parting Hatred Sword and took a deep breath.
An enemy as terrifying as the mysterious man.
He had never met such a person before.
Now, it was not a question of whether he could win, but whether he could swing his sword.
No matter what, as an expert, Deicide would not allow himself to lose the courage to fight. He would not let himself escape without a sword, only to be killed by the mysterious man's finger in the end. Even if he were to die, Deicide hoped that he would die in battle, on the battlefield, and not die in shame like a deserter.
"It's useless … We can't win, and we can't escape!" Zhao Xi, who had the True Wonder Divine Mirror, smiled bitterly.
"Sigh!"
Black Day now felt that he was really too unlucky.
Ji Wuri was already abnormal enough. He was toyed with by Ji Wuri. Who would have thought that there would come a day when Ji Wuri, who was so powerful, would become an ant at the mercy of others? Black Day could have been happy. After all, the more unlucky Ji Wuri was, the happier he felt. The problem was that this super mysterious man, who regarded Ji Wuri as an ant, also treated him like an ant that could be crushed at any time. He did not take him seriously at all.
In a word, Ji Wuri would die, and he would not be able to live. Everyone would die!
How could he be happy about this?
Frost Cold looked at Yue Yang.
He found that this' Akagi 'was the only one who had the spirit of resistance.
Different from Deicide's mentality of staking everything in one last strike for glory, Frost Cold found that Yue Yang's resistance was not the kind of desperate struggle, but a kind of calm and rational thinking, a kind of calm and determined resistance … It was certain that he was weak and far behind, but there was no despair in Yue Yang's eyes. Instead, there was a kind of challenge that was close to madness and fanaticism.
Because of Yue Yang's indomitable determination and unyielding spirit that no one else could match.
Frost Cold decided to support him.
Whether he could win or not, he would not think about it for the time being.
At least, Frost Cold felt that he should support a fighter with the spirit of resistance and unyielding will.
"You want to fight with me?" The mysterious man was a little strange. He looked at Yue Yang and asked with a smile, "Do you think you can beat me? Not to mention that you are still a rookie, even if you live for another thousand or hundreds of years, you will not be able to move even one of my fingers. "
"Nonsense, whether I can beat you or not is one thing, but it is impossible for me to surrender and wait for death!" Yue Yang laughed loudly.
"It is good to have confidence and fighting spirit, but for me, no matter what you do, the result will be the same." The mysterious man was qualified to say this. Not to mention tens of thousands of years later, even when he was still in the Burial Sword Villa, he had enough strength to beat Yue Yang into Fallen Flowers, not to mention today, tens of thousands of years later.
"To be honest, old man, you are really asking for a beating!" Yue Yang could not help but complain.
"Yes, many people have said so." The mysterious man nodded and added, "But they are all dead …"
"You!" Yue Yang choked. He had always been the one who made others vomit blood. Today was simply retribution. He made the mysterious man stomp his feet and was extremely mad. Unfortunately, he did not have enough strength, otherwise he would definitely cut off this arrogant old man's head and kick it like a ball.
Suddenly, a flash of memory flashed.
Yue Yang, who was thinking hard but could not understand, suddenly came to a realization.
He pointed at the mysterious old man and lost control of his emotions for a long time. In the end, he shouted like a floodgate that had been opened, "I know, you, you old man, you are the one who took advantage of the situation in the Sword Burial Villa and stole the Three Gods Mirror. You are the sinister and sneaky villain! When Tian Yu led the Heaven Realm experts to attack, you hid in the dark and launched a sneak attack, stealing the 'Three God Mirror' from the Six Divine Equipment. I thought you were some kind of god, but you are just a thief who took advantage of the situation. Return my family's Three God Mirror! "
Even if the Burial Sword Villa had already become the ruins of Tong Tian Tower tens of thousands of years ago, this did not stop Yue Yang from treating the Six Divine Equipment inside as his family heirlooms.
If the Burial Sword Master was still alive and heard this, he might have kicked Yue Yang, this shameless brat's butt.
Damn, aren't you too thick-skinned?
Towards Yue Yang's words, the mysterious man was very strange.
He did not deny or admit it, but instead asked with a smile, "Brat, how can you prove that you are the descendant of the Burial Sword Villa?"
Yue Yang raised the Prison Emperor Divine Staff high up, "Look, I think, I don't need to explain. This Divine Staff is enough to prove that I am the legitimate descendant of the Burial Sword Villa, the owner of the Six Divine Equipment."
Towards Yue Yang's action, the mysterious man immediately snorted, "If you take out a Divine Equipment and say that you are the descendant of the Burial Sword Villa, then you are the owner of the Six Divine Equipment. Then wouldn't Tian Yu, who obtained the Four Divine Armors, also be the owner of the Six Divine Equipment?" Before he finished speaking, Yue Yang took out the Prison Emperor Divine Seal again and declared confidently, "Don't confuse robbers and owners. I am the owner, he and you are both robbers. Even if you have one of the Six Divine Equipment, you will never be able to change the truth."
"Six Divine Equipment, other than these two, it seems like the Prison Emperor still has a Divine Sword?" The mysterious man asked.
"It is also in my hands." Yue Yang spread his hands, indicating that the Divine Equipment were just decorations in his house. He could have as many as he wanted, so don't make a fuss!
"Very good." The mysterious man affirmed, "You, who have at least three Divine Equipment, are indeed the descendant of the Burial Sword Villa. However, who would know? Even if someone knew, who would care? Tian Yu wouldn't care, I wouldn't care either. Dong Fang who hates Tong Tian Tower, he wouldn't care either. In the end, what matters in the Heaven Realm is strength, not one or a few supplementary treasures … Maybe you will be very angry when I say this, but this is a very real fact. For example, if I kill you now, take away all your treasures and Divine Equipment, then announce to the public that I am the descendant of the Burial Sword Villa and the owner of the Six Divine Equipment, do you think people will believe me? Yes! As long as I have the strength, no one will doubt me! Do you think there will be people in this world who will fight for you? Absolutely not, because you are a pitiful weakling! "
"The meaning of survival in the Heaven Realm is so simple, the weak are prey to the strong. If you are not strong enough, you will always be a failure, shame and pain that reflects other people's victory, honor and happiness … How about this, I think that maybe killing you, the descendant of the Burial Sword Villa, the owner of the Six Divine Equipment, is not cruel enough. If you hand over all your treasures, destroy all your beasts, automatically break away from the holy grimoire, and become a useless person, I will consider whether to let you, who has become a useless person, live in shame!"
"In this way, you can beg for your life like a dog, and I can also maximize the satisfaction of humiliating you, the peerless genius of Tong Tian Tower, the honor and pleasure of humiliating you. Everyone will take what they get! Little friend, do you want to consider it? "Finally, the mysterious man suggested.
Yue Yang could live if he gave up everything.
The mysterious man would get everything, and he would get the supreme pleasure of forcing a talented junior to become a dog.
This kind of choice was of course an unprecedented shame, and it was an ultimate choice that was destined to never be able to change … The only thing he could get was a shameful life!
Deicide's eyes were cold. He would rather die than agree to this kind of humiliating condition.
Zhao Xi looked at the heavily injured Frost Cold.
Both of them.
They nodded silently.
They both understood that the other party was not the kind of person who would bow down and be a slave in order to live.
On the contrary, Black Day, who had most of his divine power absorbed by Ji Wuri, was seriously injured, and had lost the Candle Night God Pearl, was so weak that he could barely stand up. He shouted hoarsely, "I am willing!"
"You don't have the right to choose." The mysterious man's attitude towards Black Day was like a fierce butcher seeing a small mouse, completely disdainful.
In his eyes, he only looked at Yue Yang. He did not even look at the heavily injured Ji Wuri and Deicide who was holding the Hatred Divine Sword.
Yue Yang suddenly smiled.
His smile was so bright that his lips were red and his teeth were white.
Facing the overbearing mysterious man, Yue Yang gave him such an answer. He raised his middle finger up high, "Old man, are you muddle-headed? Did you not take your medicine on time today? Looks like your illness is not light! If you are tired of living, this young master will send you on your way for free. Just because you can live a few more days, why are you so arrogant? Old man, aren't you just wasting a few more days of rice? Who are you trying to scare? You want this young master to give you a clear answer, right? Alright, this young master will give you one word, and that is: Kill! "
Yue Yang did not just talk, he directly took action.
After he finished speaking, he grabbed the Prison Emperor Divine Staff and the Prison Emperor Divine Seal and rushed forward, preparing to kill this old man.
This old man was defeated by the Beautiful Luo Fairy's husband. What was there to be arrogant about? If the Beautiful Luo Fairy's husband could kill him, then Yue Yang felt that he could do it too!
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