A ferocious-looking man next to him clenched his fingers and said, "Hey, I've long disliked this pretty boy."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand towards Zu An. Although the two of them were clearly far apart, his feet did not move at all, but his hand seemed to be able to stretch and contract, and it grew directly in front of Zu An.
Two fingers poked directly at Zu An's eyes. The dark nails on them were extremely sharp, exuding a fierce luster and cold air. Even the giant stone of fine iron would be penetrated directly by that look, let alone the weakest eyeball in the human body.
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A scream sounded out, and a line of blood flew out.
However, it was not Zu An who was bleeding and screaming, but the man named Pilu who took action.
"My hand!" He was seen covering his hand in pain. His hand was no longer as long as before and had returned to its original shape.
No, his hand is bleeding profusely now, and he is missing two fingers.
Everyone's eyes froze: "He is a master!"
Just now, many of them didn't even see clearly how the other party acted, and Pilu's fingers were cut off.
"When did the human race have such a strong person?" The woman before looked a little confused.
At this time, Pilu looked ferocious: "Originally, I only wanted your two eyes. Since you dare to resist, don't blame me for taking your life."
He originally thought it was just a simple task to help the princess teach someone a lesson, but he didn't expect that he would lose face in front of his companions.
He just felt that he couldn't lose face and completely unleashed all his fighting power.
As he spoke, his fingers grew back, and at the same time, two pairs of arms suddenly grew out of his ribs, each holding a weapon and attacking the other.
Every weapon was aimed at the opponent's vital points.
It's just that the human race still didn't move, always standing in the same place.
Pilu was shocked and angry. This guy is really a big guy. I wonder if I won't poke hundreds of holes in him.
The anger value from Pilu is +444+444+444...
He only thought that the opponent looked down on him, so he struck every blow with hatred.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Pilu: "???"
He held a total of six sharp blades and attacked him all over his body, but why didn't a single blow hit his body? Instead, all the attacks were blocked by him several feet away, as if there was a transparent wall of air there.
He took a closer look and found that the other person was surrounded by the shadow of a huge pale golden bell.
"Defense magic weapon? I like to play this kind of defense style that doesn't fight back." Pilu laughed ferociously, his figure kept flashing in the air, and the attacks in his hands fell all over the opponent like a violent storm.
He knew that all defensive magic weapons must have their weaknesses. As long as he found out where the weaknesses were, he could take advantage of the victory and attack.
Just like that, he jumped up and down, using his lifelong skills, and attacked the opponent with various sharp attacks.
But the only response to him was the sound of "dong" and "dong" bells.
At first he didn't take it seriously, but as time passed, his ugly face began to turn blood red.
He found that no matter how he attacked, he could never break through the opponent's defense.
The opponent's magic weapon seems to have no weaknesses!
The sound of the bells seemed to be mocking his incompetence.
At this time, several of the companions on the other side couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed one after another: "Pilu, I asked you to teach others a lesson, but you end up here ringing the bell?"
Pilu's face turned redder and redder, and he wished he could crawl into it.
The whole person roared, as if he was going to use some forbidden technique to increase his combat effectiveness.
"That's enough, Pilu, come back soon, you are no match for him." At this time, the beautiful woman spoke.
Pilu took a breath. Although he was a little reluctant, he did not dare to go against her words. He gave up the attack angrily and returned to her side.
Throughout the whole process, other companions made fun of his clown behavior of ringing the bell.
Pilu was ashamed and annoyed: "You go ahead!"
"I'll do it, I'll do it. The attack you just made was tickling others." Another big man, who was obviously twice as thick as him, snorted and was about to step forward, but was stopped by the beautiful woman.
"Yes, princess." The big man saluted without being impulsive.
Zu An's heart moved. Is this woman a princess?
I don’t know what tribe she is a princess from.
The beautiful woman looked at Zu An with a smile but not a smile: "No wonder you dared to look at me so unscrupulously just now. It turns out you are really capable."
Zu An dismissed the phantom of the pure Buddhist bell on his body: "I was very rude just now. It's just because the girl does look like a friend of mine, so I was a little rude. I hope you can forgive me."
The beautiful woman nodded slightly: "I don't think someone with your level of cultivation would tell such a clumsy lie. Moreover, you just defended yourself the whole time and did not attack. I believe you for the time being."
"Thank you, girl." Zu An was very curious about the identities of these guys. When they were chatting before, they seemed to be dealing with the Witch Clan.
When she was thinking about how to find out the information, the beautiful woman suddenly asked: "By the way, who is more beautiful than your friend or me?"
Zu An: "..."
Why do women care about such boring issues?
But he knew that if he couldn't answer such a question well, he might actually lose his life.
So he replied: "The plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums are all good at winning. The girl is three points more heroic than my friend."
"Oh, what do you mean, that friend of yours is three points more beautiful than me?" The beautiful woman's face turned cold and she sneered.
Feeling her emotions, the six fierce companions around them stared at Zu An, as if they would swarm him and tear him into pieces if the princess gave the order.
Zu An was also speechless: "Young lady misunderstood, I didn't mean that."
"Hypocritical." The beautiful woman chuckled, "But I'm curious. Even in this situation, you are not willing to belittle your friend in the slightest. Is she really that beautiful?"
Zu An: "..."
"She is as beautiful as a girl. I heard they just called you princess. I don't know what clan you are from, but what grudges do you have with the Witch clan?" Zu An didn't want to continue this topic, so he took the initiative.
"It's interesting that you human race came here but you don't know our identity," the beautiful woman sneered, "Well, you can draw your friend and show it to me. If he is really that beautiful, I will forgive you.
Your outrageous crime will also answer your question."
Then she changed the topic: "But if you don't have such a friend, it proves that you are deliberately deceiving and deceiving this princess, and your heart is to be punished. Don't blame this princess for being ruthless. I'm afraid your broken clock can't protect you."
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As soon as he finished speaking, his six companions scattered in all directions with tacit understanding, seeming to block his escape.
Zu An didn't understand why the other party cared about such a trivial issue.
Although he is not afraid of the other party, the origin of the other party is mysterious, not to mention that he may have enmity with the previous witch clan, so he does not think of unnecessary conflicts.
After thinking for a while, he said: "There's no need to paint. I'll ask her to come out and you'll know for yourself."
The beautiful woman opposite was startled when she heard this. She didn't understand what he meant by "please come out". She clearly sensed that there was no one else nearby.
At this moment, a white light flashed, and a beautiful woman appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.
After seeing the woman's appearance clearly, everyone was stunned.