At this time...the only living being in the small team still standing, he was tall and tall, with a long scar on his resolute face, which...was the medal he had earned in bloody battles for the Gods Continent! And the reason why he can still stand is not because the injury is not serious, but because of the inheritance of senior Zhou Qing.
That inheritance only ends at the tenth level of the Holy Realm, so it doesn't have much effect on Zhang Li now. But... that inheritance taught Zhang Li how to be an upright man! The inheritance of Senior Zhou Qing’s will has never been cut off! These... are all on Zhang Li.
"Lao Zhang! Come back!"
Peng Xiao struggled to get up, but the injuries in his body suddenly exploded with this roar, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, and the broken bones on his body pierced the flesh and made a tooth-piercing sound! Taipanwai also wanted to struggle to get up, but... their physical strength was simply not as strong as Zhangli's.
Biologically speaking, octopuses are a little bit stronger than they are.
"Fourth Master said that we will depend on each other for life and death."
Half of the sword appeared in his hand. If the seniors on the Gods Continent who had fought alongside Zhou Qing saw Zhang Li at this time... they would find that Zhang Li was a demon! But there are shadows of Zhou Qing’s unyielding pride all over him!
While the other brothers in the small team were trying desperately to struggle, Zhang Li stood proudly: "I, Zhang Li, inherit the Tao of Zhou Qing, the great master of the continent of gods! Follow the fourth master Yu Yue, today... I will not lose the face of the mainland, Live up to Fourth Master’s reputation and live up to Master’s legacy! Come... fight!”
After saying that, his resolute face was full of unyielding, and his tenacious eyes did not waver at all, and he slashed at the three sixteenth-level creatures of the Three-Eyed Tribe with his sword! Even if we are outnumbered and outnumbered, even if we know we will die! But Zhang Li will never die behind his brothers!
Not far away, Zhang San went crazy and began to burn his essence and blood. The crazy killing intent in his eyes almost completely swallowed up the last bit of sanity! True Dragon, other demon clans, and even creatures from other ethnic groups want to free their hands as soon as possible, even if...even if they can only help...
How could something happen to such a warrior! But...the monks of the Three-Eyed Clan are really strong. They can protect themselves very well after a confrontation, but how can they free up their hands so easily? Even...some creatures were anxious and exposed their flaws, but fell into the violent rhythm of the three-eyed tribe's strong attack.
And the three gods of the Three-Eyed Clan were indeed shocked, but they were shocked. How could they understand the most sincere emotions, the most tenacious unyieldingness and the most powerful beings who could drink the blood of their own clan and eat their flesh and blood raw? An admirable warrior?
One of them put his hands around his chest as if watching a play: "Can the light of fireflies compete with the bright moon? An ant, no matter how strong it is, is just an ant that can withstand being stepped on."
The other corner of his mouth was cruel and cold-blooded: "But...seeing that the monster like you is quite strong, I want to accept you as a battle beast. Well, you deserve the honor I bestow upon you! But...you have to kill you with my own hands first." Kill the ants behind you and let me see your sincerity, and then you can survive."
"Don't you monsters all like to eat raw meat? If you bite off their limbs first and then kill them, I can even give you a little blessing, how about it?" Another sixteenth-level monk from the Three-Eyed Clan also said Laugh wildly.
Friendship? Bullshit! If these two people around him are in trouble now, and if he can survive by killing them...he will take action without hesitation! The concept that the Sanmu tribe has accepted since childhood is that nothing matters except life and glory! And the importance of life must be ranked before glory.
Therefore, when Mu Yu was willing to go to the battlefield to challenge Yu Yue, even though he knew that there was a high possibility that he would die, but...for Mu Changying, and for the brother who had taken care of him since childhood! Mu Yu abandoned the concept of the Three-Eyed Clan, but what will be the outcome? Even Mu Changying thought he was stupid! After his death, I don’t know how many clan members have despised or despised Mu Yu’s behavior!
Three-eyed tribe. It is undeniable that it is a powerful ethnic group, but it is also a deformed ethnic group. The power gained in this way, even if you stand at the pinnacle of the world, even if you trample all enemies under your feet, what's the point? What other scenery can be seen at such a peak? !
It's a pity that these...including the Three-Eyed Emperor, or the three-eyed Great God who has perished, they...don't know about it at all. That sword energy... the sword energy that Zhang Li sent out at this time, which was not even as powerful as the eleventh level, was crushed by the strong man from the Three-Eyed Tribe who spoke first.
At this time, they all had that extremely playful look in their eyes. Where is Zhang Li? He has no despair, only determination! He looked back at his brothers and showed an unattractive smile, and then suddenly rushed towards the three three-eyed tribe who were thousands and tens of thousands of times stronger than him!
Haiyu sonlang... a useless coward who cannot die!
This sentence... Zhang Li remembers it very clearly. During the battle between the Japanese and Japanese tribes, Zhang Li was still very weak. At that time... there was a sea senior who charged in a desperate situation and shouted this sentence!
But at this moment, a big purple hand of holy power suddenly appeared in the void, and gently slapped Zhang Li back! Then the big hand turned into purple dots of holy power and landed evenly on the heads of every creature in the small team, and their injuries immediately recovered a lot.
At the same time, the opponents around him who were fighting Zhang San and several strong men from the Yaksha Clan in a bloody battle with the Three-Eyed Clan...the weakest ones were also at level 15! Nearly ten! But the head... was shattered by the sharp sword intent at the same time!
And then... a tall figure in a purple shirt appeared. He was slender, but seemed to contain unparalleled power. His eyes were gentle, but filled with strong murderous intent! Who else could this be if he wasn't Yu Yue? Even he was a little out of breath at this time, not because of tiredness, but because if it was a little later, Zhang Li, that silly boy, would turn into a spicy octopus!
"Fourth Master!"
Zhang Li's rough face was twitching at this moment, he really wanted to cry! Fourth Master, Xiao Zhangzhang has been bullied! ! !
Yu Yue, on the other hand, flashed over and glanced at the three sixteenth-level Three-Eyed Clan members who just ran away without doing anything. Then he patted the shoulders of his brothers one by one in a leisurely manner. He also used the power of space to move them away from the battlefield.
"I'm going to buy some oranges... Ahem, no, I'm going to kill some beasts. Just stay here and don't move around." After saying that... he raised his eyebrows at Long Yi and the others again, and then disappeared in a flash...
Only a few brothers were left with confused faces. Zhang Li scratched his head: "Boss Peng, the fourth master said this because he obviously cares about our brothers, but why do I feel weird?"
Peng Xiao didn't understand anyway, but he still pretended to give Zhang Li a blow: "Don't show off your strength in the future! If it weren't for Fourth Master this time, you would have been caught, had your head crushed, and drank. There’s spiritual juice inside!”
After hearing this, Zhang Li was not angry, but instead touched his head in a naive manner. In fact...the brothers all know that, no matter who else...if this happens to them again, then no matter who it is, even if they still have a little strength! Nor will he let his brothers die in front of him.
After all...if you live one more breath, you may be a little more desperate, but...you will also have a little more hope. Hope of living.
