"You?" Perot's eyes suddenly showed surprise, but when he turned to look at Wuqi who was stumbled towards him from a distance, his face showed a very friendly smile again, and said, "Yes. But I have changed my conditions now. Unless you can hit me, you and your companions will all die."

As soon as this said, the calm expression on the faces of Barker, Rhode and others changed again, as if the stones were sinking to the bottom of the lake, and their mood fell to the bottom of the valley almost instantly. At the same time, an atmosphere of despair immediately seemed like a dark cloud that could not be dissipated, and began to slowly permeate everyone's hearts, as if they were the essence, and suddenly made everyone feel breathless.

After Perot finished speaking, he saw his right leg gently stepping on his feet. In an instant, the man turned into a white light like a phantom, and headed straight for Wuqi in a whistling wind. The speed was too fast, and in less than a blink of an eye, everyone could clearly see the white light hitting Wuqi like a hammer.

A dull sound of "bang" suddenly echoed around. Wuqi's body suddenly seemed to be thrown away by sandbags. It flew more than 30 meters in the air, smashing two rocks as big as a hill in a row, then landed heavily on the ground, and then sprayed out a large mouthful of blood.

Wuqi fainted again. Perot's smile did not diminish, but a faint disdain flashed in his eyes. The next moment, he turned his eyes to Julia who was overly frightened, and then shook his head while pretending to be regretful: "What a pity..."

While he was about to raise his hands, but at this moment, Wuqi's voice came from his ear again. This time the voice was more hoarse than before, but it appeared very timely, "Wait... I'm not... not dead yet... you can't attack them... If you have the ability... you just come to me... I..."

Before Wuqi finished speaking, he was hit hard by the white light that suddenly flashed in front of him again. He didn't see clearly how the other party took action, and felt a sudden pain in his abdomen. Then, the person was thrown away high like a sandbag again, then landed on the ground, and finally sprayed out a large mouthful of blood and fainted again.

However, this time, Wuqi's injuries were even more serious than before. Not only were most of the internal organs shattered, but even the abdomen was under the punch just now, a bloody blood hole appeared, the size of a fist.

"It's so much nonsense." Seeing Wuqi fall under his fist again, Perot's face suddenly showed a look of disgust and said angrily. This time, he took the initiative, but he did not use all his strength.

But the punch that had broken Wuqi's internal organs just now, and the punch that penetrated the opponent's abdomen, was enough to kill the opponent, so he felt that this little power was enough.

Feeling the unsurprising aura almost instantly reduced to the point of dying. After rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Perot finally looked away, then turned around again, looking at Julia in the distance.

Just one glance, when he saw Julia's face pale at the moment, frightened by herself, she seemed to be a frightened deer, curled up on the ground with her body in her arms, trembling, and crying silently, the extremely friendly smile on Perot's face almost immediately appeared again.

But just when he was about to take a step forward and give the girl a final life, he was shocked again by the voice that had appeared twice after the sound, "Don't leave...have...have ability...you don't look for them...just...just come to me directly. I can still persist..."

Suddenly, Perot's face looked disgusted again, but he was shocked in his heart. He subconsciously glanced at Wuqi's current state, his brows immediately frowned and said, "You are almost dead, are you still planning to persevere? What are you insisting on? Do you really take what I just said seriously?"

"Of course!" These two words are very simple, but Wuqi took a full ten seconds to stand up from the ground with difficulty, and then spent more than twenty seconds to stabilize his shaking body. Finally, it took more than thirty seconds to make his heartbeat, which was pounding violently due to injuries to his abdomen and internal organs, temporarily recovered to the level he was talking. Then he slowly, extremely reluctantly, and extremely pale.

However, although Wuqi's physical condition was close to death at this moment, and his fear of death rose to an unprecedented peak, his eyes that were storming because of fear were faintly revealed.

Who is not afraid of death? Even if he knows that his body can be repaired again after death, Wuqi is still very afraid. Moreover, his fear will not be smaller than that of those who have not experienced death, but will only be greater.

This is like the feeling of a land duck who can't swim but has drowned several times. He is more terrifying about death than a land duck who never goes into the water. He is even more afraid, so he is like Julia, his legs tremble in fear.

In fact, Wuqi's strength is now very strong, only one level away from his master Wolson. Since he went down the mountain, he has even performed very high-profilely, but in essence, Wuqi has not changed much. He is still the coward who is as timid as a mouse and timid as a timid.

But so what?

Even under the pressure of extreme weakness and extreme fear in his heart, Wuqi still struggled to squeeze out a faint smile on his face, looking at the person who made him extremely scared in the distance, and said in his heart: Even if I have not changed, even if I am still the thorough coward, I still have to protect everyone. Cowards can protect the precious things in their hearts, so don’t try to stop me.

A second later, Perot's attack came again. Under the impact of an indescribable white light, Wuqi's body was thrown away again, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and then landed on the ground, and fell into a brief coma again. At the same time, one of his legs was also directly broken by Perot when he hit the attack, making a crisp sound of broken leg bones, "Click".

But just three seconds later, Wuqi once again relied on his incredibly tenacious willpower to wake him up from his coma, and then he stood up again.

But this time, Wuqi's body became weaker and it took longer to stand. But he still did not give up. After barely supporting him, Wuqi suddenly limped like a cripple, dragging the extremely heavy and useless leg slowly towards Perot.

"Don't waste your energy, you'd better make yourself feel happy when you die. Want to hit me? It's simply delusional.

You are now in a difficult situation and can you even walk, so where can you attack? Not to mention attacking, even if you are in good condition, you can't hit me, and it's impossible. As long as I want, you can't even touch me. Give up." Seeing this scene, Perot's gaze suddenly became calm. He looked at Wuqi and persuaded slowly.

"No." Wuqi immediately shook his head slowly, but he just answered this word, which immediately caused a strong cough.

In an instant, Wuqi's body suddenly became unstable. With a thud, it fell to the ground, bringing a piece of dust. But he still did not give up. He just let out a second of his silence on the ground. Then he struggled to get up from the ground again, and then he was extremely slow again, but his eyes were extremely firmly moving towards Perro.

A trace of disgust flashed in Perot's eyes again without any concealment. After raising his right hand, a muffled sound immediately came from the air. After a "bang", Wuqi's body suddenly flew backwards for more than ten meters again, and then it fell heavily to the ground like a thrown sandbag.

At the same time, Wuqi immediately spurted a large mouthful of blood from his mouth, and one arm broke down in response, making a shocking "clog".

Wuqi fell into a deep coma again. However, he struggled for only three seconds while death enveloped himself, and then woke up again. Then he stood up from the ground again without hesitation without hesitation. However, this time before he had time to walk, he was attacked by Perot again. After a moment, the only leg that could still support him immediately broke in an extremely crisp and light sound.

At the same time, Wuqi immediately let out a hoarse scream from his mouth. His body suddenly fell to the ground like mud, and he could no longer stand up. At this moment, Perot's extremely disgusting voice came again, mixed with the muffled sound of Wuqi colliding with the ground, making Wuqi unable to distinguish between each other, but in the end he could hear it clearly.

"Now your legs are broken, I see how you can go!"

Wu Qi didn't care when he heard this, as if he hadn't heard this voice filled with the other party's anger, and ignored it at all. He just slowly opened his eyes amid the painful and hoarse howl, and then used his only left hand that could move, and he was extremely slow toward Perot, who had turned around.

His speed was very slow, as if he was demonstrating slow motion when crawling. Every step he crawled, he almost couldn't resist a violent cough, but Wuqi still did not give up. Moreover, he not only did not hesitate, but also spent all the last time before his death on implementing his will, a matter of no hope.

All the team members who saw this scene showed sadness at this moment.

Wuqi suffered a serious abdominal injury from the beginning, and blood kept flowing. He was unable to perform medical techniques again at this moment, so when it took him three minutes to climb out of three meters, his vitality had almost been lost, and the person would die immediately in the next moment. However, until this time, Wuqi still did not give up, and he continued to persevere and approached Perot step by step.

A second later, Perot slowly turned around. After seeing the blood marks that had been dragged out by Wuqi for a full three-meter-long length, he was speechless in his heart. For a moment, a hint of appreciation of Wuqi. However, this thought was just like a meteor, and disappeared in his mind. The next moment, his face changed, and with a step in front of Wuqi, he instantly came to Wuqi's body.

Then, he suddenly lifted Wuqi's neck collar, and Perot immediately punched Wuqi without hesitation and fell to Wuqi's heart.

A muffled "bang" sounded suddenly. Because Perot kept his hand, Wuqi's chest was not like the punch in his abdomen, and it was directly penetrated by his fist, and a terrifying blood hole appeared, but this punch was enough to shatter Wuqi's heart.

After Perot's punch fell, Wuqi's head immediately drooped weakly, and his consciousness almost instantly seemed like glass hit by a hammer. It broke and it could collapse in just one second.

After a while, Perot shook his head without changing his face, slowly put his hand back to his waist, and was about to throw Wuqi on the ground like throwing garbage, but at this moment, Wuqi's drooping head suddenly raised, and an extremely bright light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

At the same time, Wuqi's only hand that could move even instantly pulled out the Ancient Scroll, and shook Perot's head without hesitation.

The speed was not too fast, but it was very sudden enough. Perot reacted almost immediately. In an instant, an extremely angry fire suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his right fist punched out again at an incredible speed. Whether it was the reaction speed or the speed of the fist, Perot's speed was countless times faster than Wuqi, but at this moment Wuqi's gaze was faster than Perot's fist speed.

This is the case. Just when Perot had just reacted and his fist was about to be shot out, but before it was shot out, Wuqi launched this move immediately, a trick he had not used for a long time. Once the hypnotic eye was activated, Perot's gaze was replaced by an extremely dull gaze in an instant. Until this time, Wuqi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

He actually kept waiting. What made him persevere until now, and never gave up was the only chance to defeat Perot. Wuqi actually didn't have much confidence in whether the hypnotic eye could hypnotize the powerful people in the Holy Land, but after deducing all the plans countless times in his mind, he finally thought of this only feasible solution.

The reason is simple. Perot is too fast and too cautious, and his body is obviously harder than steel. Brahminto's black lines are completely ineffective on his body. Wuqi understood at that time that only the hypnotic eye is the only hope that he and his friends can survive.

So although he had little hope at the beginning, he still persisted until now. Of course, after his heart was destroyed, he could still make a life-threatening blow, which is better understood. This is the phenomenon of returning to the light that only a few people have appeared. Wuqi was actually gambled, but he bet right.

Therefore, even though he knew that he would be swallowed up again by death a hundred times colder than the water in the Ice Pool, he still did not regret it. Instead, when he saw the Ancient Scroll quickly falling towards Perro's head, he smiled faintly and felt relieved.

However, he never expected that in just half a second, Perot was hypnotized by himself for only half a second, and he immediately came to his senses. In a daze, he saw that the attack that was close to him had been avoided, so he simply did not dodge and directly punched a punch subconsciously. The target changed from Wuqi to a white light that was only three inches away from his face.

Why is this happening! I can obviously kill him! Why!?

The heavy blow made Wuqi tremble suddenly and then his eyes immediately turned black and completely swallowed by death. At this moment, a muffled sound that seemed to be rolling with thunder suddenly sounded. After Perot's iron fist collided with the ancient scroll, although he saved his life and Wuqi was now dead, his fist was broken for two bones.

This was when he collided with the white light and suddenly realized that the strength of this attack was far beyond the limit he could bear. After using the energy of the powerful man in the Holy Realm in time, he resolved most of the energy on it, and then made an emergency dodge. This was just breaking two bones. Otherwise, Perro would definitely believe that his hand had been wiped out at this moment.

After Wuqi died, Perot was stunned for a while before he looked at Wuming's ancient scroll, who had fallen to the ground and had no energy, and then looked at Wuqi, who had no life breath with great fear, and thought to himself: What a terrible boy. I almost fell into his hands just now.

When he thought of Wuqi's counterattack at the last moment, his heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer. He was deeply hit. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and thought to himself: But what kind of trick was that just now? Why did I feel dull for a moment? Wait a moment.

A moment of dullness? Can make people feel dull... dull? By the way, the moment when the consciousness appeared dull, I saw two black holes slowly rotating. That should be his eyes. The eyes can actually rotate slowly, and it looks like a black hole. I seem to have seen this move somewhere...

Perot thought for a long time, and the more he thought, the more he became more and more afraid of Wuqi's move just now. But strangely, as time passed, this fear and fear gradually turned into a stronger and stronger look of joy, as if he had remembered some extremely beautiful memories. As he raised the corner of his mouth, a smile that he didn't even noticed appeared.
Chapter completed!