"Foolish beast, die!"
The long spear in the white soldier's hand spun again, just as before, attempting to deliver a fatal blow to Zhou Yi.
"Roar!"
The reflex nerves of animals are far superior to those of humans.
A low growl escaped Zhou Yi's mouth, and without waiting for the white soldier's long spear to be thrust out, Zhou Yi's current body rolled to the side instinctively.
"Boom!"
The spear shot out violently, missing Zhou Yi by a hair's breadth, and the empty spear struck the ground with ferocity, kicking up countless pebbles and dust.
"F*ck! You know how tired I am cleaning up around here, okay!"
Turning his head, he looked at the broken ground. In the midst of a life-and-death situation, Zhou Yi's first thought was not to be glad that he had dodged a fatal blow, but rather an unconscious cow-like spirit.
"Foolish talk!"
Seeing his attack miss, the white soldier was momentarily taken aback, then he contemptuously shook his head and took a step forward to pick up the spear again.
"Do you really think you can come back? Has anyone told you not to randomly hurt people? And the feeling of being stabbed... "
Zhou Yi could not possibly let the white soldier pick up the weapon again. As soon as the white soldier took a step forward, Zhou Yi's body bowed slightly, his hands pressed against the ground, and his legs bent.
"It's really annoying!"
Just as the words fell, a sudden burst of dazzling red light appeared under Zhou Yi's feet.
The red light was like a super-powered accelerator, within a blink of an eye, Zhou Yi's figure appeared in front of the white soldier.
"Slap!"
Zhou Yi is not good at fighting, even if he was reincarnated, Zhou Yi had no experience with close combat.
So when the ugly face of the white soldier was magnified in his eyes.
Zhou Yi made the most instinctive move.
A loud preparation for a huge hit!
Visibly, there seemed to be a silver-white film on the white soldier's face, trying to counter Zhou Yi's powerful punch.
However, under the impact of Zhou Yi's full-force swing, the silver-white film on the white soldier's face lasted only a moment before it was shattered.
Zhou Yi's relentless iron palm came into close contact with the white soldier's dirty face.
"F*ck!" The white soldier, Bai Lu, who was watching the battle, involuntarily winced at the sight.
"Great!" Zhou Yi, who slapped out the blow, felt like his whole body was clear and refreshing.
"Beast...aaaahhh! I want you to die! You will die!"
The white soldier first looked at himself in disbelief, touching his cheek with his finger, feeling the wound caused by Zhou Yi's tiger claws. Gradually, his face turned from shock to extreme anger.
The fair face instantly turned a deep red like a liver, full of anger.
His golden eyes were now staring, as if they could devour a person.
Such a shame, it's really a shame!
How could a heavenly soldier be humiliated by a half-human, half-demon creature?
As he spoke, the white soldier's other hand suddenly clamped around Zhou Yi's neck, the palm continuously squeezing tighter, as if he was about to crush Zhou Yi to death.
Feeling the thinning air in his throat and the increasingly painful tightness, Zhou Yi's body began to involuntarily struggle.
Zhou Yi frantically hit the white soldier's shoulders with his hands and kicked at his lower body with his legs.
However, this white soldier had no thoughts of mercy or tenderness at the moment. Ignoring Zhou Yi's struggles, he was filled with a burning anger that needed to be released.
The white soldier's right hand clamped around Zhou Yi's neck, and a murderous light flashed in his eyes. With his left hand, he delivered a full-force punch to Zhou Yi's abdomen.
It struck exactly where Zhou Yi had been pierced by the spear earlier.
"Ugh!"
Even though his throat was being choked off.
But the immense impact on his abdomen still caused Zhou Yi to involuntarily vomit a mouthful of blood.
No matter how hard Zhou Yi tried, the white soldier did not show any sign of letting go, and his left hand continued to pound on Zhou Yi's abdomen like a cement mixer.
"Hey, traitor, aren't you here to catch me?"
"If you keep not looking at me, I'll just leave!"
The sudden turn of events left Bai Lu, who was watching from the side, momentarily stunned. Looking at Zhou Yi's pitiful appearance, Bai Lu decided to intervene and attract the white soldier's attention.
"Hmm?"
Bai Lu's words successfully roused the white soldier's awareness, and he subconsciously relaxed his grip.
Zhou Yi seized the momentary chance, his left foot stomped on the white soldier's chest, and his right foot kicked him in the jaw.
Thwack!
As the sound of broken jawbone echoed, the white soldier's body uncontrollably retreated several steps backwards. Zhou Yi also seized the opportunity, taking two consecutive leaps to quickly distance himself from the white soldier.
"Haha..."
The unusual sensation in his throat was still there, and the pain in his abdomen was even more excruciating, causing Zhou Yi to half-crouch on the ground, gasping in small sips.
"You son of a bitch! You son of a bitch! You son of a bitch! You really deserve to die! Die!"
Beaten and slapped again and again by Zhou Yi, strictly speaking, his face was beaten. This infuriated the white soldier, his anger surging to the top of his head, and he wished to tear Zhou Yi apart on the spot.
"Little Zhou Zi, can you really handle this? How can you be the servant of the prince if you're so weak!"
"If you can't take care of this traitor, then today we'll definitely have to die here!"
Taking advantage of the distance Zhou Yi had created between him and the white soldier, Bai Lu sprinted over to Zhou Yi's side.
However, at this moment, Zhou Yi had no interest in speaking to Bai Lu. Instead, his eyes were fixed straight ahead on Bai Lu's chest.
"Hey, little Zhou Yi, little Zhou Yi! The prince is talking to you! What are you looking at! Is it your time to be distracted?"
Bai Lu waved his hand in front of Zhou Yi's eyes, but Zhou Yi remained unfazed and continued to stare straight ahead with a blank expression.
"Hmph, that half-human, half-demon scoundrel, you really think she can save you?"
Crack! Crack! After a moment, the lower jaw returned to its graceful arc.
"Surrender and you're finished!"
Taking a deep breath, the white soldier raised his hand and summoned a streak of white light. The spear embedded in the ground was drawn out by the force and returned to the white soldier's grip.
The spearman and the weapon merged, releasing an unparalleled aura once again.
"Oh no, will it really be this bad..." Bai Lu glanced back and forth between the white soldier and the dazed Zhou Yi. Sweat trickled down his forehead.
Just as Bai Lu and the white soldier locked eyes, in the next second.
Rip.
Zhou Yi reached out with her small hand and easily peeled off the yellow talisman from Bai Lu's chest.
Just one minute ago.
Red lines appeared in Zhou Yi's eyes again, and the ends of the lines were attached to the yellow talisman on Bai Lu's chest.
[Special Divine Technique: Judgment Lightning, unlocked with 360 days of lifespan.]
Now.
[Special Divine Technique: Judgment Lightning, unlocking incomplete, deduct 90 days of lifespan.]
At the same time, as the yellow talisman was peeled off.
Under Bai Lu's blue-white illness clothes, countless black mist filled the air.
