"Captain, what should we do now?" Everyone was faced with six two-eyed crippled gods, and for a moment they were like headless chickens, not knowing what to do.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Hanxue, but Li Hanxue fell into silence.
After a long time, Li Hanxue said: "Fight! Gentlemen, this battle will involve death or life, so be prepared!"
Li Hanxue's words made everyone's mood sink to the bottom. Even the always confident Holy Son Tianming said such desperate words, what else could they do?
The six middle-level saint-kings are simply despairing existences.
"Are we really going to die here? I'm not willing to do it!"
"If we died in an upright battle with the God of Remnant on the battlefield, I wouldn't feel sorry. But we died because of Zhang Tianpeng, a thief, and I am not willing to accept it!"
"Zhang Tianpeng, this black sheep of the human race, even if we all die in battle today, we will still drag him to hell!"
"That's right, even if we die, we still have to drag Zhang Tianpeng into the water!"
Everyone looked at Zhang Tianpeng, with murderous intent boiling in their eyes.
Zhang Tianpeng was frightened by the crowd's momentum and panicked, and quickly hid behind Tu Li and others.
"Lord Canshen, kill all these humans quickly!"
Tu Li sneered: "It's not your turn to command us yet."
With that said, Tu Li shouted to everyone: "Who among you is the leader? Come forward and talk to me!"
Li Hanxue stood up and said: "I am."
"I heard from Zhang Tianpeng that you are the Zhang Ranran who saw through his identity. Zhang Tianpeng is very scheming and cunning. If you can see through his identity, your cunning level must be higher than his." Tu Li said with a smile, "We Can God
The clan has always cherished talents. If you are like Zhang Tianpeng and work for our Canshen clan, how about I spare your life?"
Tu Li understood that if Li Hanxue was willing to surrender, his value would be far greater than that of Zhang Tianpeng.
However, Li Hanxue shook her head without hesitation.
Tu Li smiled and said: "Zhang Suran, you have to think clearly. If you reject me, not one of the thirty-seven of you here will survive, and all of them will be buried here!"
Li Hanxue said: "Since we have come to the land of the crippled gods, we are already prepared to die. Stop talking nonsense and ask for a fight!"
But at this time, Guisun Bing shouted: "Master, why don't you agree to him? Now it's a certain death situation. If you die, what will Mistress and the others do? Who will come from Ma Hualang, Fang Tianxing and the others?
save?"
Li Hanxue said lightly: "Xiao Bing, you think too simply. If I join the Canshen Clan, will the Canshen Clan really spare my life? I am a wanted criminal. If one day, the Tianwu Sect will kill the Canshen Clan.
When cornered, will they betray me to the Tianwu Sect in exchange for their peace? And since I have taken refuge with the Canshen Clan, who can guarantee that they will not use means similar to soul branding to enslave me and make me their slave forever?
The current situation cannot be surrendered, or surrender means death!"
Guisun Bing had a flash of inspiration, suddenly raised his voice, and said happily: "Master, this may not necessarily be a fatal situation. Think about it, you still have the Dragon-Selecting Saint Lord by your side. As long as we liberate his power, we can still
There is a chance of winning!”
Li Hanxue said calmly: "If necessary, I will consider it."
Seeing Li Hanxue's determination, Tu Li's face immediately darkened: "Zhang Suran, you really don't know how to praise me! Do you think you can win over our six saints with just a bunch of you guys?"
Li Hanxue smiled and said: "If you don't fight, how will you know if you are your opponent?"
"Arrogant!" Tu Li was very unhappy with Li Hanxue's calm expression.
A warrior in the Wild Martial Realm has always been a pug crawling at his feet, but Li Hanxue behaved like a fighter who was not afraid of death. Tu Li naturally could not accept this "arrogance".
"Young little warriors from the wild dare to act arrogantly in front of our Holy Lord and don't know whether to live or die! You don't have to do anything, I will kill them all by myself!" Tu Li shouted.
The five two-eyed gods behind him said with smiles: "This guy Tu Li has started again."
"Don't worry, with his skills, no matter how many wild warriors there are, it's meaningless in front of him."
"That's right."
Li Hanxue secretly sent a message to everyone: "I am Zhang Ranran. I am talking to you all with my mental power, so you don't have to be surprised. Now the critical moment of life and death is imminent. I hope you will stop holding back your methods and go all out! Kill an Ermu.
Can God, we have made a profit! I will count one, two, and three, and everyone will pour their power into the holy weapon at the same time, and focus on attacking Tu Li!"
"one!"
"two!"
"three!"
In an instant, everyone displayed their holy weapons in unison, with almost identical movements. All the power was poured into the holy sword. The power of more than thirty holy weapons instantly converged into a terrifying black thunder ball.
It suddenly shot towards Tu Li.
This move came too suddenly and too quickly, and Tu Li did not expect that these wild warriors could act so uniformly in the face of a crippled god with two eyes like him.
The black thunder ball directly submerged Tu Li. The five two-eyed residual gods behind Tu Li also showed a solemn look in their eyes. They led Zhang Tianpeng and quickly dodged a thousand feet away to avoid the black thunder ball.
Boom!
Black thunder ravaged the earth, and a scream came from the rich thunder.
Tu Li's body exploded completely and turned into nothingness.
When everyone saw this, they were overjoyed: "Is he dead? Has Tu Li been killed by us?"
Among the five remnant gods, one is Tu Li's younger brother, named Tu Guang.
After hearing what everyone said, he couldn't help but laugh: "You are too naive, just because you want to kill the middle-level saint? Brother, he is the sixth-level ghost warrior. If he is killed by a group of wild warriors like you,
Well, wouldn’t it be that the Holy Lord has become a joke?”
The next moment, the black thunder was instantly dispersed by a terrifying holy power from the inside out. The boundless gray energy enveloped the two Eyes of the Damn God and slowly stretched up into the sky.
This gray energy was Tu Li's holy soul, and his two eyes of the residual god were protected by him without any fatal injuries.
A white light surged, and the majestic flesh and blood burst out from the two eyes of the residual god like a singularity explosion, quickly reshaping a new body.
A complete Tu Li stood in front of everyone again!
Everyone's faces turned pale, "How could this happen?"
Tu Li's face was extremely gloomy: "How dare you, a bunch of ants, to plot against me! You will break my body and make me suffer such shame and humiliation. I can't spare you!"