Lan cut his knife and almost tore Han Dang's head open.

The knife seemed to have a slight impact, but it exploded when it touched, and Han Dang's spiritual sea was almost cut open. Fortunately, the divine power of the Dionysian Seat covered his cheek.

Continuous divine power wraps up the wound.

The stab wound on the cheek, which was deep into the bone, healed quickly.

This scene was seen by Gu Nanfeng.

Han Dang covered his cheek where the incision was. Although the wound healed in just a few breaths, the pain just now was real. He looked at the young man who had returned home from Beizhou with lingering fear.

This knife gave me a greater sense of oppression than Mr. Shan!

"teacher……"

Han Dang gritted his teeth, feeling a little desperate.

"I will fight out with you!"

Zhu Wang took a deep breath and made a decision calmly.

Behind them, Zhou Wei and the Grand Inquisitor guarding the Golden Gate will soon be chasing them, but in front of them is Gu Nanfeng, the only one with a title!

Force a breakthrough! Maybe there is still a chance!

If they are caught up by the subsequent bans, then the two of them, even with the blessing of the Dionysus, will be unable to save themselves.

"kill!!!"

Han Dang, who had always been gentle and gentle, went completely crazy at this moment.

He used all his strength to sacrifice his [Truth Domain]... The opponent seemed to have many people, but most of the extraordinary people were average in strength. The teacher was banned, and he was only a thin line away from being banned. Now he has the divine power of Dionysus.

With blessing, it is not impossible to carve out a bloody path!

So he chose to kill the flip-flop young man with wings sprouting from his back.

Because the young man didn't feel much pressure on him.

The spiritual power in the field of mantra is like a sea tide, sweeping away overwhelmingly.

Han Dang has already thought of a strategy. Once the opponent is pulled into his domain, he will directly use all his divine power to kill him!

However.

The young man wearing flip-flops just looked at it coldly.

The distance between the two instantly narrowed.

The next moment.

Song Ci spat out the grass clippings in his mouth, suddenly twisted his waist, raised his hips, and hit the top of his knees!

There was a muffled sound of "dong".

This knee strike hit Han Dang directly in the chest, and the sound of dozens of bones shattering was heard.

Han Dang's mind went blank.

[Mantra] The spiritual wave in the field hit the young man in flip-flops, but...it didn't cause any substantial damage at all.

In other words, there is no harm at all.

[Mantra] Like the waves that have died down, scattered and broken.

Song Ci, who was violently hit by Han Dang's spirit, just frowned. He reached out to brush the dust off his shoulders, feeling as if something had scratched him just now.

As an apostle of the God of Light.

The level of divine power contained in him is unknown to many times that of Han Dang.

Throw away divine power.

At this stage of the eleventh level of the deep sea, Song Ci's close-quarters combat was invincible.

Han Dang's strategy of hypnosis at close range... is simply asking for death.

With just one blow, Song Ci defeated Han Dang.

Han Dang felt that... his lumbar vertebrae had been broken. Before his divine power could repair it, a mighty and pure blazing power poured in, and a big hand lifted him up.

Song Ci said calmly: "I know you, your name is Han Dang, and you bullied my brother in Qinghe District before."

Han Dang was stunned.

He was a little confused.

Qinghe District...?

"It doesn't matter if you don't know me." Song Ci said calmly, "This slap is for Gu Shen."

"Crack!"

A simple blow with a big ear scraper almost twisted Han Dang's head 180 degrees.

Song Ci chose to let go when he slapped her.

So Han Dang was like a broken sack that had been hit by a stone. He was flipped out by the fan and fell heavily to the ground... This time, he completely lost his ability to think, and his mind was buzzing and pounding.

Venus.

It's not over yet.

Song Ci picked up his collar again, "There is another slap, I slap it for Xiao Lu."

"Xiao Lu..."

Han Dang shrank his neck in fear. He used the remaining Dionysian power in his body to block the left cheek. He had hit the right cheek just now, and now he should hit the left cheek.

"Lu Nanjin, my wife." Song Ci said quietly, "She said she dislikes you very much."

"Crack!!"

The second slap came out.

It's still the right side of the face.

Song Ci never had the habit of switching sides when beating people. He always grabbed one place and beat him crazily...

However, even so, the divine power of the Dionysus that Han Dang was operating was defeated.

The force of this slap was so powerful that even if Han Dang defended properly, he could not block it. He felt like he was being trampled by a wild beast and had no ability to resist.

He flew out again.

This time, Han Dang was really scared.

This was the first time he encountered such a hard fist, and after being punched, all the bones in his body were about to be broken.

How is this young man so easy to mess with?

He would rather be beaten by Mr. Shan than by Song Ci!

Han Dang looked at the figure approaching again and begged loudly for mercy: "Don't... don't fight..."

A disappointed sigh.

Song Ci looked at the embarrassed Han Dang and shook his head.

"I have a lot of martial virtue and always convince people with reason. Logically speaking, after two slaps, I can call it a day."

He exerted force suddenly, pulled Han Dang's feet off the ground, and said seriously: "It's just... you're cowering like this now, it's really embarrassing. It makes me want to punch you again."

Say it.

Song Ci clenched a fist with one hand and pulled it back full.

Han Dang's pupils contracted.

…

…

Zhu Wang expands his own territory.

Thousands of reverse-twirling petals bloomed, each one as sharp as a sword. Under the blessing of the divine power of the Dionysus, these petals overwhelmed the sky and swarmed towards one person.

Gu Nanfeng pulled out the wooden knife.

His figure instantly became blurred, and Arashi's stream of light shuttled between the petals of the reverse blade.

Gu Nanfeng did not want to compete with Zhu Wang for life or death.

What he did was simple.

That is to hold Zhu Wang back!

Not far away, the auras of Mr. Shan and Zhou Wei are already approaching, and it won’t be long before other accounts in Nagano arrive to support them!

The two fought for hundreds of rounds in an instant. Zhu Wang's sharp sword could not touch Gu Nanfeng's sleeves at all. Gu Nanfeng was wearing the most precious Kirigakure cloak of [Rusty Bone General], as if he had transformed in this field.

It has become a truly invisible flowing wind!

Without waiting for Zhu Wang to continue to use his methods.
To be continued...