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Chapter 14 Beauty Saves the Bear

"Okay, if we can't run away anymore, then we'll go with them. We won't have a few more days to live. We're just scared. If we two brothers can die together, we can still be good brothers in the next life!"

Sui Xiaohang was no longer timid at this time.

"Okay, please step back first and stay out of my way."

Wan Lei also said excitedly.

...

Am I that useless?

Sui Xiaohang weighed his cultivation level at the third level of the initial strength realm and decisively hid behind him, trying his best to stay out of the way.

"Brother Lei, although I don't know how you have hidden your cultivation these years, and how you managed to survive the punishment of heaven by luck.

But people need to be self-aware. A waste should have the consciousness of a waste. You shouldn't be so arrogant."

A long sword appeared in Wan Jin's hand, pointing at Wan Lei from afar.

Wan Lei sneered and said: "In Asgard, there is an old proverb, which is... villains die from talking too much!"

After saying this, Wan Lei took the lead with the force of thunder and jumped up. His whole body including Mjolnir was covered with thunder and lightning, and he smashed towards Wan Jin's head.

Wan Jin secretly thought that it was a good thing and immediately blocked with his sword. At the same time, the other four people also surrounded Wan Lei.

However, Wan Lei's figure turned at an incredible angle in the air, and the hammer in his hand changed direction and hit Wan Tu.

Although Wan Lei is not very strong, as the God of Thunder in his previous life, he has experienced countless battles, large and small, and has extremely rich combat experience.

When facing a situation of being surrounded, you should eliminate the weakest person as quickly as possible to create a gap in the opponent's encirclement and eliminate the opponent's power as much as possible.

Wan Lei's move caught the opponent off guard. Not only did Wan Tu fail to react, but others also didn't expect it at all.

"ah!!!"

A scream rang out, and Wan Tu's chest was hit hard to the ground by this thunderous hammer. He vomited blood and his chest was sunken.

However, for monks, as long as the Dantian is not destroyed and the head is exploded, they generally cannot die.

Wan Lei took advantage of his illness to kill him, so he immediately ducked over and stepped on Wan Tu's legs with all his strength.

He stepped on the place where Wan Tu's leg was broken yesterday. The area had not fully healed yet. At the time when he was vulnerable, Wan Lei directly broke his legs again.

Poor Wan Tu experienced the pain of two broken legs in just two days.

"Ah!!! Kill him, kill him, hurry up!"

All the earth screamed in agony.

"Wan Lei, you are so cruel and despicable! You have no regard for the friendship of the same clan, and you are so cruel!"

Wan Jin gritted his teeth and said.

"Oh? When you set a trap and beat me one out of five, do you think of the friendship of the same clan? Isn't that despicable? If I don't break his legs, you can let me go?

That’s ridiculous!”

Wan Lei said ferociously.

"Come on, whatever you say today, I will beat this kid into a cripple and destroy his Dantian. Let's see if he will be arrogant in the future!"

Wan Mu said angrily.

Wan Lei would not kill Wan Tu, and accordingly, they did not dare to actually kill Wan Lei.

After all, they are of the same race, and when they fight, it can be said to be a fight between the younger generations. If someone is killed, it will be a fight to the death between the two bloodlines.

Especially since Wan Lei is the only member of the Palace Master's lineage, if they are killed, Wan Zhentian and Wan Hongxin will definitely bloodbath their family like crazy.

Following Wan Jin's loud shout, the four of them all attacked Wan Lei.

The first person to bear the brunt was Wan Jin, and the sword that split the mountain peak struck at Wan Lei's forehead.

Wan Lei snorted coldly, swung the hammer and hit the sword blade.

boom!!

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing, and Wan Lei staggered back a few steps, his throat sweetened, and his blood surged.

What a powerful cultivation level. Is this the strength of the ninth level of the initial strength realm? It is definitely not something that I can defeat now.

On the first day of the fight, Wan Lei understood the gap between him and his opponent, and judging from Wan Jin's appearance, it seemed that he had not used all his strength.

After Wan Jin forced Wan Lei back with one move, Wan Mu held a wooden stick of unknown material and struck at Wan Lei. The roaring sound of the wind foreshadowed how terrifying the stick would be when it hit Wan Lei.

Wan Lei didn't dare to hit Wan Mu head-on. After dodging sideways, he hit Wan Mu's abdomen with the hammer.

At this time, Wan Jin's sword was also in front of him. Wan Lei had no choice but to withdraw his hammer and draw a semicircle to block Wan Jin's attack.

Faced with the attacks of the two powerful men, Wan Lei jumped from left to right. No matter how rich his combat experience was, he could only barely save his life.

At this time, Wan Huo also came to join in the fun.

Wan Huo's right hand was crippled by Wan Lei's hammer, but he was not seriously injured.

At this time, Wan Huo was holding a long spear in one hand, and the spear body was still filled with fierce flames, stabbing straight towards Wan Lei's heart.

Wan Lei's rich combat experience made him feel an attack coming from behind. He waved the hammer in his right hand to fight Wan Jin and Wan Mu, but he could only use his left hand to grab it backwards.

Wan Lei's hands were as fast as lightning. He turned slightly and grabbed the head of Wan Huo's spear.

The spear head was extremely sharp, and there was a scorching flame on it. As soon as Wan Lei grabbed it, the palm of his hand was cut open and blood flowed out.

But the flames also scorched the palms of his hands, causing the wounds on his palms to become blisters and dead skin, and the blood no longer flowed.

The unpleasant smell of burnt skin passed into Wan Lei's nose. At this time, he couldn't care less. The strong thunder power in his body turned into an electric current and struck Wan Huo along the barrel of the spear.

Wan Huo felt that his whole body was paralyzed by the violent electric current, he couldn't help but scream, and took out his spear.

Wan Lei grabbed the spear, grabbed the gun body, and threw it back without looking.

"Back to you!"

The spear instantly pierced Wan Huo's shoulder.

When Wan Huo was dealt with, all attacks from Wan Jin and Wan Mu were directed at Wan Lei, further aggravating his injuries.

Wan Lei gritted his teeth and was about to fight again. Suddenly there was the sound of a bowstring behind him. He was frightened. Looking back, he saw Wan Shui, who had not made a move, shot an arrow at him at some point.

The arrow magnified rapidly in his eyes, and he had no time to dodge.

when!

With a crisp sound, the arrow was shot away.

In front of him, a graceful figure appeared, it was Feng Silu.

"Hey, bitch, you've betrayed me too, okay, we'll finish you off together!"

Wan Jin said ferociously.

"I am at the fifth level of the initial level of wind attribute. I can entangle at most one person."

Feng Silu said quickly.

"Okay, I finally saved you. You and Sui Xiaohang can just go catch Wan Huo and leave the rest to me."

Wan Lei grinned.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and saw a wooden stick coming in front of him.

Boom!

Wan Lei was knocked to the ground by Wan Mu's stick, and Wan Jin followed suit, preparing to pierce his Dantian with a sword when he was unable to resist.


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