Zhao Wujiang's sarcastic words echoed in the torrential rain, hitting Li Changming's weak body like big raindrops.
Yes, Li Changming is not considered a genius among his peers in the Li family, and he does not enjoy any extra resources at all.
What's more, most of the credit for capturing Zhao Wuyan this time will go to Li Changsheng.
Does Li Changming need to work so hard? Do you have to trade injury for injury?
But now there are too many monks following the theater all the way, and Li Changshou is also beside them.
He has no choice!
He must try his best to keep Zhao Wuyan.
Maybe he didn't use any great achievements, but he must not make any big mistakes, and he must not let Zhao Wuhuang slip away under his nose.
What's more, now that Zhao Wuyang had been seriously injured along with him, and he was almost exhausted, he even taunted him.
When he captured Zhao Wuxu, he would definitely torture Zhao Wuxu and let Zhao Wuxu enjoy the pain.
Obviously it's okay to just surrender, but you have to struggle!
He had to work so hard and suffered serious injuries.
And in order to prevent Zhao Wuhuang's injury from repairing, he continued to worsen his own injuries, endured the pain, and passed it on to Zhao Wuhuang with a technique from the Li family's cause and effect technique.
"Zhao Wuhuang, no matter how much you delay, it's useless!" Li Changming's face became paler and he smiled bitterly:
"As long as I'm alive, you and I can't separate the cause and effect, and your injuries won't get any better!
What are you doing to escape?
ah!
What are you doing to escape?
If you don't lead your neck to be killed, you have to put up a useless struggle. You deserve to die! "
The monks who followed Li Changming all the way and were always ready to add insult to injury couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard Li Changming's vicious words.
Along the way, they had seen Zhao Wuxu's tyrannical fighting power that could overwhelm Master Yijie, and Zhao Wuxu's long-lasting endurance.
This kind of power made them all fearful, and they even felt a sense of fear. They were worried that Zhao Wuyang could escape like this. What should they do?
Zhao Wuyang is not a good person. Although he is not a person who is determined to retaliate, he is definitely a person who repays kindness and revenge.
Once Zhao Wuyan gets out of trouble and cultivates himself well, he may retaliate against them for obstructing them all the way.
But fortunately, fortunately, the people of the Li family were determined to capture Zhao Wuyan, and for this reason, Li Changming did not hesitate to use the strange Li family's cause and effect technique.
Now Zhao Wuyang has been seriously injured and exhausted. He can almost be regarded as a turtle in the urn, unable to save himself.
The cold rain slapped Zhao Wujiang's face randomly.
The cold eyes of everyone and the malicious eyes of Li Changming and Li Changshou of the Li family were like long knives in the heavy rain, piercing him one after another.
But facing such a scene, Zhao Wujiang was too calm.
Not only was there no anger on his face, there was no anger in his heart either.
Some are just plain and calm.
It was as if being hunted was not a big deal at all.
It's really not a big deal.
If he really wanted to push him into a hurry, he would directly use the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique, saying that today there would be rivers of blood and corpses piled up here.
"What? Zhao Wuyan, you have nothing to say?" Li Changming and Li Changsheng slowly approached step by step and sneered:
"Where was your energy in counterattacking?
Why is it gone now? "
"Zhao Wuhuang, please surrender." Li Changshou put his hands on his back and stepped on the rain, his eyes becoming colder:
"We said that if we don't take your life, why do you need to struggle and resist in vain?"
"Okay." Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly and turned his left and right hands.
Li Changming and Li Changshou suddenly stopped approaching, thinking that Zhao Wuyang was going to launch another offensive. When they saw the silver needle appearing in Zhao Wuyang's hand, they became more vigilant, not knowing what tyrannical technique Zhao Wuyang was going to use.
Zhao Wujiang slowly inserted the silver needles into some important acupuncture points of the body of the soul. Under the dim sky, the tip of the silver needles and the reflected silver light made each silver needle look like an extremely sharp sword.
The silver needle pricked the acupuncture point, and Zhao Wujiang said okay, as if he was agreeing to the Li brothers' persuasion to surrender.
But the next moment, he hit his upper body hard with both hands, driving the silver needle completely into the body of the soul.
