PDLP Chapter 3861 Trading Injury for Life!
Chapter 3861 Trading Injury for Life!
Swish!
The greatsword, as if splitting a mountain, tore through space and slashed down fiercely towards Ye Junlin's head.
call!
The spiked club swept horizontally, bringing with it a fierce gust of wind, and hurtled towards Ye Junlin's lower abdomen, specifically his dantian.
The moment they made their move, it was with their most ferocious killing blows, which also targeted their weakest points!
"roll!"
Faced with this scene, Ye Junlin roared and suddenly raised the Burial Sky Sword in his hand to block.
Ding!
The greatsword struck the Burial Sky Sword, sending sparks flying. The force was so great that it caused Ye Junlin to fall sharply.
Meanwhile, another spiked club swept in.
With Ye Junlin having sunk a bit, the attack was clearly aimed at his head!
Clearly, the middle-aged man and the old man had been working together seamlessly!
If a strike doesn't sink the blade, then it's an attack on the dantian.
If it sinks, it's the head!
These are all vital points!
"Keep your defenses up!"
Ye Junlin tried to raise his sword to defend himself, but it was too late. His other two clones were also too late to arrive. They roared and their bodies trembled violently.
boom!
The spiked club slammed down on Ye Junlin's head, instantly unleashing a terrifying shockwave.
Whoosh!
Ye Junlin's figure flew backward in an instant, and he regained his balance in mid-air, slightly staggering.
He was suspended in mid-air, slightly bent over, panting heavily.
There was no injury!
"I almost forgot, this kid cultivates both internal and external strength, and his physical body has reached the sixth level of the Venerable Saint. He is indeed a bit troublesome."
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man holding the spiked club narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was indeed somewhat displeased that he hadn't killed Ye Junlin this time.
"No matter how troublesome it is, it's eventually at its last gasp!"
The old man wielding a large ring-bladed sword said coldly, "He won't last long!"
hum!
The moment these words were spoken, Ye Junlin's two clones trembled slightly and then turned into starlight.
Completely disappeared.
"Ha, his clone has disappeared!"
Seeing this, the old man sneered, "I suppose his secret technique won't last much longer!"
The middle-aged man also glanced at the direction where the clone had disappeared, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
He looked at Ye Junlin, raised his spiked club, and pointed it at Ye Junlin: "Kid, you're doomed today, you're going to die!"
"Who said that?"
Ye Junlin stared at them, still bent over and panting heavily, as if he really was a little weak.
"Look at you now, how many more moves can you last?"
The middle-aged man sneered repeatedly: "I advise you to kill yourself now, so we can save ourselves the trouble."
Ye Junlin remained silent, only staring coldly at the other person.
In his heart, however, he was sneering repeatedly!
Go ahead and be arrogant! Keep being arrogant!
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and the more desperate the outcome!
Then we'll see if you don't break down!
He slowly straightened up, holding the Burial Sky Sword, twisting his neck, his face filled with murderous intent and ferocity.
"Enough with the nonsense. If you want me to kill myself, you'd better have the guts!"
Ye Junlin raised his sword, pointing it at the two men: "I can kill three of you fifth-level Venerable Saints, and I can kill two of you just as easily!"
"Shameless talk!"
Upon hearing this, both the middle-aged man and the old man's eyes turned cold, and they both let out a cold shout.
"Today, I'll show you what happens when you're arrogant!"
"I'll smash every single bone in your body to pieces!"
The old man and the middle-aged man both roared angrily, their figures flashing rapidly as they instantly closed in on Ye Junlin.
The broadsword and spiked club attacked Ye Junlin once again.
Boom boom!
When the two attacked, they both created the sound of wind and thunder, clearly indicating that their power was even greater than before!
"Come on, I want to see just how strong you really are!"
Ye Junlin seemed to be struggling in his death throes. He roared and advanced instead of retreating, his muscles bulging as if they were about to explode.
His aura was also spreading wildly!
It's like a last breath, a desperate attempt to stay awake before death.
Rumble!
In an instant, the opponent's attack landed mercilessly on Ye Junlin, stirring up terrifying waves.
Ye Junlin was caught off guard and blocked the attack purely with his physical body.
Then the Burial Sky Sword slashed fiercely at the middle-aged man.
"not good!"
The middle-aged man's expression changed. Without thinking, he hurriedly set up a defense in front of him.
boom!
The Burial Sky Sword struck the defense, instantly creating a massive shockwave.
Ye Junlin's figure was also sent flying backwards in an instant by the recoil from this attack.
Boom!
His body landed heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of yellow sand. He knelt on one knee, the Burial Sky Sword supporting him against the sandy ground.
It was as if he had completely collapsed.
"This kid has gone berserk; he's fighting like he doesn't care about his life!"
A hint of apprehension flickered in the middle-aged man's eyes: "He used his formidable physique to withstand our defenses, risking his life to kill one of us first!"
"If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been injured, if not killed!"
The old man gripped his large ring-bladed sword, his eyes narrowing slightly. He said coldly, "This Ye Junlin is indeed incredibly powerful in combat, and his combat experience is extremely rich. He was able to execute a strategy of trading injury for life in an instant, and it almost succeeded..."
"I must say, he is truly a genius!"
The best way to fight right now is to take out one of them first. Even if the remaining one is no match for the first, it will have a chance to escape.
Even though he was Ye Junlin's enemy, the old man had to admire him.
So young, yet with so much combat experience!
"Unfortunately, this genius's desperate fighting style has already caused him internal injuries, and he will ultimately die at our hands!"
At this point, a somewhat sinister smile appeared on the old man's face.
In his view, the broadsword and the spiked club had both demonstrated their full power.
In addition, Ye Junlin's secret technique is nearing its expiration date.
Moreover, Ye Junlin had clearly fallen from the void, looking extremely disheveled.
He must have suffered severe internal injuries.
It's just that he cultivates both internal and external strength, resulting in a powerful physique that isn't apparent from his appearance.
"That's right, he was destined to die eventually. The thought of killing such a genius excites me!"
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man also revealed a ferocious and cruel smile.
He stared at Ye Junlin, who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a vicious voice, "Boy, we told you to kill yourself before, but you didn't obey. Now, even if you want to kill yourself, you have to ask both of us for permission first!"
"You're at your last gasp now. How we torture you is entirely up to us!"
As the other party roared, Ye Junlin, who was kneeling on the ground, curled up a cold smile.
The time has come.
The other party had already decided that he was doomed and had reached the limits of his body.
So……
It's time to make them despair!
"Who said I'm at my last gasp?"