After all, the opponent was a powerful fourth-level warrior, leaving visible injuries on Li Yi's body again and again, but from the beginning to the end, Li Yi never screamed, and the blood had soaked all the clothes on Li Yi's body.
If we count them in detail, Li Yi has more than forty scars on his body.
In Li Yi's life-threatening fighting style, he did not let the opponent take any advantage. He fought back seventeen times with the knife pointed at the opponent's vitals. As long as the opponent was not careful, he might be killed by Li Yi.
Kill, one of the stabs almost pierced the opponent's throat.
Soon, the surroundings were surrounded by little devils, and they had no intention of taking action or blocking him.
Maybe they also want to know what Li Yi's strength is.
At this moment, the sound of Yuan Neng firearms recharging Yuan force sounded. Li Yi and Lang Ping were immediately frightened and quickly retreated to find cover.
Li Yi hid behind the poplar branches that had just been cut down.
Rumble…
The entire poplar tree was shattered into wood powder, and Li Yi was immediately blown away by the huge fluctuation of Yuan Power. His shirt was blown to pieces, and a huge black hole appeared on his scarlet chest, which shocked everyone.
"He...the injury on his chest?"
Did it penetrate directly?
The few kiddies standing directly in front and behind Li Yi saw that Li Yi's chest was empty, with no bones or flesh and blood.
"He...is he really a dead person!" Fake said in disbelief. He had always thought that Li Yi was just joking, but he didn't expect to see such a situation now.
He himself was confused. He had no idea how Li Yi survived such horrific injuries.
The Shura warrior obviously realized his mistake. He took off his military uniform, threw it to Li Yi, and said coldly: "Put it on!"
Li Yi still had an evil smile on his lips. This smile and his calm eyes made this Shura warrior feel frightened. Although he had heard the two instructors Demon and Demon say that Li Yi was different before.
, but after seeing it with his own eyes, his heart beat faster. It came from a kind of fear, inexplicable fear!
Li Yi took the shirt, put it on, and slowly fastened the buttons on the front one by one, without looking away from the Shura warriors and Lang Ping in front of him.
Only then did Lang Ping realize he was afraid.
What does Li Yi's eyes represent? It is a summons from hell. Li Yi is the real messenger of hell!
"We will not prohibit you from fighting privately here, but there is one thing. Anyone who participates in a private fight must go to the stage of life and death, otherwise he will accept the punishment of hell. Catch them both!"
Whoosh…
Four Shura warriors pushed Li Yi and Lang Ping to the ground respectively. Until this moment, Li Yi's eyes still did not leave Lang Ping, but Lang Ping's eyes chose to dodge because he was afraid of Li Yi's eyes, that kind of teasing,
The ridicule and contempt made him feel for the first time what coldness was.
"Hang them up and don't give them anything to eat or drink for three days. After three days, train with others. If they fall behind, continue to hang them!"
After the Shura warrior said something coldly, he quickly left the place because Li Yi's eyes made him uncomfortable, and he didn't even want to look at Li Yi again.
On the edge of the square, there were several cross-like objects, and Li Yi and Lang Ping had their hands tied directly to them.
The sun was already setting in the west and was not too hot. Li Yi looked calmly into the distance.
He didn't say a word, and he didn't continue to stare at Lang Ping next to him, because Lang Ping was already convinced.
The ancient Romans were an extremely cruel race, and the cross was one of the cruelest punishments in the world. Fortunately, Li Yi was not nailed to the cross, otherwise Li Yi really doubted whether his will could last three days.
All the weight of the body is borne by his hands, and his feet cannot touch the ground. Since his feet have no footing, Li Yi has to endure severe pain every time he breathes, which will quickly exhaust his physical strength.
Fortunately, Li Yi was not nailed on, so he would not bleed to death. Otherwise, the physique of a level two mutant warrior would not be able to last three days.
Even so, endless pain still tortured Li Yi.
Less than three hours later, Li Yi had already entered a chaotic state of consciousness, but Li Yi had a heart that did not dare to give in. No matter what, he would hold on.
Lang Ping's screams could be heard next to him, which made Li Yi a little upset. He said coldly: "You are the only one who can be considered the king of soldiers in your military base. It's really ridiculous!"
"Li Yi, sooner or later, I will kill you!"
"I'm afraid you don't have the strength!"
Li Yi snorted coldly and stopped talking. Although it was very painful to be hung on the cross, Li Yi used a thought to convince himself that this body was not his.
It is already a dead body and will not experience any pain at all.
Li Yi's thoughts are extremely powerful, which is the main reason why he was so seriously injured when he was fighting with Lang Ping, but he was still fighting crazily.
At ten o'clock in late spring, it was very rainy in eastern Shandong. When Li Yi was almost fainting, it started to rain heavily and it was getting dark.
Turning to look at Lang Ping, he was about to faint. Li Yi sneered. Although the opponent was now stronger than himself, his mind was not strong enough. Sooner or later, he would be able to surpass him.
Moreover, although the opponent's fighting strength was strong, he was still far from being able to fight against him, so Li Yi did not take him seriously from the bottom of his heart.
At noon the next day, the hot sunshine made Li Yi's lips chapped. Although he drank a lot of rainwater last night, hanging half-suspended like this was extremely exhausting. Soon Li Yi had reached the level of dehydration. Although Li Yi
There are no internal organs, but it does not mean that Li Yi does not need water, but the way Li Yi absorbs water is somewhat different from others. As long as water enters Li Yi's body, it will be absorbed by the body's flesh and blood.
Next to him, Lang Ping had completely fainted.
After Lang Ping fainted, a Shura warrior came to the square and injected some medicine into Lang Ping's arm, and Lang Ping suddenly woke up.
I don't know whether these Shura warriors wanted them to endure this kind of pain all the time during these three days, or whether they were afraid that Lang Ping would die and saved him.
"Water...can you give me some water?" Lang Ping no longer had the arrogance he had before, only a humble prayer remained.
"You can choose to become a dead corpse now, or live strong. The Hell Soul Refining Field will never show mercy to anyone!"
The Shura warrior said, leave here. In the mountains in the distance, other little ghosts have begun to receive training. Although they are still painful, they are many times better than Li Yi.
At this moment, Li Yi understood that happiness may be very simple, as long as he leaves this cross.