Chapter 1892: Call Me Smart Later
The three brothers were stunned.
A ball of fire emanated from Zhao Ritian's body!
The three brothers had never seen such a horrifying scene!
A living person, with flames coming out of his body, can you believe it?
In an instant, flames broke out inside the cage, and the temperature was extremely high!
The three brothers all used their internal energy to protect their bodies and resist!
But this is the Scarlet Emperor's Burning Heaven Flame! The most aggressive and powerful flame among all the Emperor's Fires!
Specially designed to cure all kinds of dissatisfaction!
Two masters who are one class higher than Zhao Ritian can't hold on at all!
The flames were so fierce that they looked like a ferocious beast that could be seen and felt, madly devouring their Qi!
The two people frantically released their true energy to resist the intense heat.
I couldn't hold on for more than ten seconds!
Which good person can maintain this state of crazy release of true energy!
Lao Wu had to let out a breath: "Brother, quickly release the cage, I can't hold it anymore!"
The second brother also urged: "Brother, hurry up! Let us out! Brother!? Brother!?"
Tiegun Thirteen was shocked!
He didn't know how to say it, he... couldn't say it.
Because he couldn't solve it!
Zhao Ritian laughed out loud.
"Idiot! Big idiot! He thought he was the big brother, but he killed two of his brothers and wanted to kill two more. In the end, I smashed his head with a hammer. His death was more miserable than the four of them combined. Super, invincible, spiral, flying, exploding, a top-notch idiot!"
"You three really think I'm losing my temper and smashing the cage?!"
He pointed at his head and said, "You need to use your brain to fight! Oh, what an idiot."
"I wasn't venting my anger earlier. I was targeting a few key mortise and tenon joints, refining them with Burning Heaven Flame, welding them shut, and then hammering them down!"
"Wow, this cage is fucking perfect! Lock it up and burn it, what a great imagination, guys!"
"Can you lend me this cage if you die? I'll burn Long Aotian."
Lao Wu spat out a mouthful of blood and said with difficulty: "Big... Big Brother..."
Iron Stick Ten Thirty is in the Wumen Realm, and is in a much better condition than them.
But, my brother can no longer bear it.
He was panicked and looked at Zhao Ritian, gritting his teeth. As soon as the tears came out of the corners of his eyes, they were roasted by the imperial fire and turned into smoke with a sizzling sound.
"Zhao Ritian! How dare you play tricks on me!"
Zhao Ritian said proudly: "Yes! I'm very smart! So you guys are idiots!"
Then he clapped his hands and said, "I must tell this story to Lu Chengwen and the Shit-Spraying Dragon, otherwise they will always disagree with my wisdom."
The second brother said with difficulty: "Brother, hurry...kill him...otherwise..."
Iron Stick Thirteen roared, pulled out his stick and rushed forward.
Zhao Ritian's face was gloomy and his eyes were fierce: "I'm waiting for you to come and fight!"
With two hammers in hand, he and the iron stick Thirteen Fighters were in the sea of fire!
Iron Stick Thirteen was furious, and he turned over like a python with an iron stick, making clanging sounds as he fought with Zhao Ritian!
Zhao Ritian is not as strong as Tiegun Shisan and often gets beaten.
but!
He's tough! A blow from a stick hurts, but it's not fatal. His tendons aren't broken, his bones aren't broken, and he can keep fighting!
Even if Iron Stick Thirteen had the upper hand, he still had to frantically use his true Qi to resist the high temperature of the Emperor's Fire, while also having to quickly deal with Zhao Ritian...
And this Zhao Ritian was the person he couldn't get rid of quickly!
The more anxious and panicked he was, the more helpless he was against Zhao Ritian.
Zhao Ritian is a man!
There is no reason for you to scold him!
Because he won't take you for a walk, if you hit me I will fight with you!
Charge forward! I'm not afraid!
It doesn't exist and is just wasting your time, making you anxious or something. There's no need for that!
I love fighting! It's a head-on fight!
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In the end, Tiegun Thirteen was already running out of breath, and Zhao Ritian was obviously also very exhausted.
But neither of them is afraid!
One move to fight!
Zhao Ritian and Tiegun Shisan both flew backwards, hit the edge of the cage and fell to the ground.
Tiegun Shisan jumped up and wiped the blood from his forehead.
Zhao Ritian spat out a mouthful of blood, punched the ground, got up, grabbed the hammer, and continued to work!
Dissatisfied!
Lao Wu couldn't hold on any longer. He struggled to the edge and tried hard to pry open the cage to escape.
This is a manifestation of despair.
He knew it was impossible, but it was the only thing he could do now.
Tiegun Thirteen panicked and pointed at Zhao Ritian: "Zhao Ritian, if anything happens to my brother, I'll fucking..."
Zhao Ritian looked at him with a stern face, swung his hammer horizontally, and smashed Lao Wu to death.
The body and the red-hot iron rod were almost embedded together.
Tiegun Thirteen was shocked and heartbroken.
Zhao Ritian looked at him: "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Ah! I'll kill you!"
Tiegun Shisan took off his clothes, bare-chested, and rushed over like a madman with an iron rod in hand.
Zhao Ritian roared, "Blazing Sky Hammer!"
The two hammers hit the iron rod, clang!
The double hammers were shaken away!
Zhao Ritian threw away his double hammers, rushed forward, grabbed Iron Stick Thirteen's iron stick with his armpits, held it with both hands, and started to fight!
In an instant, Tiegun Thirteen felt that he could no longer hold the iron rod!
hot!
Let go and step back!
Zhao Ritian was still holding the iron rod.
Tiegun Thirteen clearly saw that the iron rod instantly turned flaming red, and was bent into a circle by Zhao Ritian and thrown out through the gap in the iron rod cage.
Zhao Ritian picked up the double hammers.
"Come again."
The second brother spat out a mouthful of blood: "Big brother... Second brother... I... will go first..."
Tiegun Thirteen rushed over and hugged him: "Second Brother! Second Brother! Hold on! Hold on!"
Tiegun Thirteen looked at Zhao Ritian: "Zhao Ritian, I give up! Let my brother go, I..."
Zhao Ritian looked at him: "What's going on?"
Iron Stick Thirteen lowered his head and said, "Let bygones be bygones."
"Let bygones be bygones. I was the one who made the mistake first, so please forgive me. I don't accept this."
"I admit defeat! We brothers have been defeated by you! Please spare our lives and we will never dare to go against you again! Is that okay, hero?"
Zhao Ritian smiled slightly: "Okay."
Zhao Ritian walked to the edge and kicked a stick away.
Tiegun Thirteen was stunned.
In fact, it is because the high temperature has been burning for long enough that the iron rod has softened.
He kicked several of them away in succession: "Get out and run for your lives. Remember what you said."
Tiegun Thirteen rushed out of the cave holding Lao Er.
Putting Lao Er down in the bushes, he shook him: "Lao Er, Lao Er! Hold on! It's okay, it's okay..."
The second brother shook his head weakly, and the sound was... almost like a basket.
"Brother... my internal organs have been burned... my trachea, my trachea, my trachea... I can't take it anymore..."
Tiegun Thirteen's arms, back and half of his face were also burnt.
Tears flowed down: "I hurt you, I hurt my brothers..."
The second brother shook his head weakly: "Maybe... it's... retribution... Big brother... I feel so bad... I'll... give you a... ride..."
Tiegun Thirteen gritted his teeth and lowered his head.
He reached out and grabbed the second brother's neck, applying a little force.
The second brother stretched out his body, tilted his head, and walked away.
When Tiegun Thirteen saw that there was a stick on the ground, he was furious and mad with hatred. He grabbed the stick.
Turning around, he saw Zhao Ritian standing not far away, looking at him.
