Chapter 1117 Let’s fight

"Captain, what should we do now?" Everyone was like headless chickens when faced with six two-eyed gods, 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 involves death or life, so be prepared!"

Li Hanxue's words suddenly 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 won't accept it!"

"Zhang Tianpeng, this black sheep of the human race, even if we all die in battle today, we will drag him to hell with us!"

"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 shocked by the crowd's momentum and panicked, and hurriedly 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."

"Listen to Zhang Tianpeng, you are the Zhang Ranran who saw through his identity. Zhang Tianpeng is scheming and cunning and cautious. 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 serve our Canshen clan like Zhang Tianpeng, 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 his head without hesitation.

Tu Li smiled and said: "Zhang Ranran, 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: "Now that we have arrived at the Land of the Remnant God, 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 to Ma Hualang and Fang Tianxing? 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 on the Tianwu Sect's Skynet. If one day, the Tianwuzong General The Canshen Clan is cornered. Will they betray me to the Tianwu Sect in exchange for their peace? And if I join the Canshen Clan, who can guarantee that they will not use means similar to soul branding to enslave me and make me theirs forever? A slave? In the current situation, you cannot surrender, or you will die!"

Guisun Bing had a flash of inspiration, suddenly raised his voice, and said happily: "Master, this may not be a certain death 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?"

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 warriors from the small wilderness 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 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 not reserve your means anymore and use all your strength to kill an Ermu." Can God, we have made a profit! I count one, two, three, everyone pours their power into the sacred weapon at the same time, and concentrates 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 desolate warriors could act in such a uniform manner when faced with him, a crippled god with two eyes.

The black thunder ball directly submerged Tu Li. The five two-eyed residual gods behind Tu Li also showed a dignified 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.

Seeing this, everyone was overjoyed: "Is he dead? Did we kill Tu Li?"

Among the five residual gods, one was Tu Li's younger brother, named Tu Guang.

After hearing what everyone said, he couldn't help laughing: "You are too naive, you want to kill the middle-level Saint King? Big brother is the strength of the sixth-level ghost martial realm. If he is killed by a group of wild warriors like you, wouldn't the Saint King become a joke?"

The next moment, the black thunder was instantly dispersed from the inside out by a terrifying holy power, and the boundless gray air wrapped the two residual god eyes and slowly stretched into the sky.

These gray airs are Tu Li's holy soul, and his two residual god eyes were also protected by him, and they were not fatally injured.

A white light surged, and the majestic flesh and blood burst out from the two residual god eyes like a singularity explosion, and quickly reshaped a new one.

A complete Tu Li stood in front of everyone again!

Everyone's face turned pale, "How could this happen!"

Tu Li's face was extremely gloomy: "You bunch of ants, how dare you plot against me! You broke my body and made me suffer great humiliation, I will not forgive you!"

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