In fact, Zhu Sanchi himself is an awakened person with high attack and low defense.
His main attribute is mental power, just like Liu Sishan, but he was wearing the armor provided by his family, so he was not killed by Zhu Rina's little sun.
“It’s not over yet!”
At this time, Zhu Yanbing, who was also lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes turned from white to black. At the same time, dense blood vessels spread from his chest to his whole body, and his injuries began to recover rapidly.
He looked at Zhang Ping instantly, and the tentacles behind him grew longer and stabbed upwards.
Although Zhang Ping maintained the tall image of the God of Death on the outside, his true form had actually turned into a ball of pure water curled up inside the body of the God of Death.
The tentacles hit the illusory dark fog and passed directly through it, but did not hit Zhang Ping's body.
Then Zhang Ping controlled the dark mist to cut off the tentacles like a pair of scissors.
His body made of pure water quickly deformed, and he controlled the dark mist to roll up the fear sickle on the ground and slashed directly at Zhu Yanbing on the ground.
Zhu Yanbing quickly rolled over to avoid the sickle's blow.
The attack missed.
Zhang Ping immediately swung his sickle to strike again, but Zhu Rina, who had just landed, caught the sickle from a distance with her flaming whip.
"What are you still standing there for? Go ahead!"
Feng Laixian roared and immediately rushed towards Zhu Rina who was more than ten meters away. Zhu Rina had to give up the fire whip and concentrate on dealing with Feng Laixian.
In fact, only a few seconds had passed from the time the three men attacked Zhang Ping to now. Everyone reacted and immediately rushed towards the opponents who had been arranged before.
Zhang Ping swung his sickle again, but Zhu Yanbing had already taken the opportunity to grab his black knife. The two weapons collided with each other, and countless sparks flew.
“What a great strength!”
Zhang Ping took several steps back, feeling somewhat helpless.
Originally, he could have taken advantage of the situation to pursue and directly beat Zhu Yanbing to death or cripple him, but Zhu Rina restrained him a little, giving Zhu Yanbing a chance to catch his breath.
He was not fighting while holding the Scythe of Fear in his hands, otherwise his bones would be broken if the Scythe collided with Zhu Yanbing's black knife. He was completely controlling the Dark Mist to hold the Scythe of Fear.
But even the power of the dark fog is still not as strong as Zhu Yanbing's original body's power.
Zhang Ping estimated that Zhu Yanbing’s main attribute was at least strength.
At this time, Zhu Yanbing had already stood up from the ground. There were many burn scars on his body, which were now falling off, revealing newly grown flesh and blood.
The tentacles behind him were cut off once, but have now grown again.
"People with infinite abilities are hard to kill. I won't let you go!" He looked at Zhang Ping, not hiding his murderous intent at all.
Originally, they thought that even if Zhang Ping was an infinite-level ability user, he would not be able to escape death under the full-force attack of the three top awakeners. However, they did not expect that Zhang Ping not only survived, but was also unharmed.
This plan actually put them at a disadvantage.
However, Zhu Yanbing believed that he still had a chance. No matter how powerful a mid-level awakener was, his qualities in all aspects were far inferior to those of a top-level awakener. After using the trump card given by his family, he might be able to kill Zhang Ping.
It's just that he really doesn't want to use this trump card unless it's necessary.
He took a deep breath and directly opened a secret compartment on the handle of the black knife. In the secret compartment was an eyeball emitting evil intent.