Newtown offshore!
The patrol ship swam aimlessly in the night wind, and Dorgon stood on the deck, with his hands behind his hands, and a six-meter-high dome beside him.
It was hard to tell whether his expressionless face was serious or indifferent, and he was looking straight in one direction.
This distance was very good. If something happened on the battlefield ahead, he would be able to arrive in time for support without leaving himself far away from the sea.
Ten minutes later, the captain ran out of the bridge and said loudly: "Sir, the radar has detected high-energy life forms."
High-energy life forms describe extreme masters.
A few minutes later, Dorgon saw a motorboat coming through the wind and waves.
The driver is a girl who looks like a high school student. Her hair is ruffled by the sea breeze, and her beautiful and fair face has an unparalleled charm in the reflection of the sparkling waves.
She was like a female general going to the battlefield alone, charging towards thousands of troops.
Or the Valkyrie under Odin, who is brave and good at fighting, and can overcome difficulties with thousands of armies.
Unrivaled in the past and present, an unparalleled fighting spirit.
The Valkyrie flew into the air, landed firmly on the deck, and faced Dorgon from afar.
Dorgon looked at the killing machine he had made with his own hands and smiled calmly: "You're here!"
"I know you will come. If we have to decide between life and death, you will choose me as your opponent. This is my cause and effect, so I have been waiting for you."
"Waiting to die?" Grandma raised her eyebrows.
Dorgon laughed wildly, as if he had heard a big joke: "Wushuang Fighting Spirit, do you think you will be my opponent with your fighting power?"
"I have returned to the pinnacle of Ji Dao. I stand on the ocean. The heaven and earth are with me. What can you do to fight me?"
Grandma Grandma was not a girl who liked to talk nonsense. She appeared in a flash, rushed in front of Dorgon, pressed her palm on his forehead, and pushed him against the bulkhead behind her.
Bang... creak... .
The metal bulkhead made a heart-wrenching sound, and the entire cabin felt like a can being squeezed flat.
Dorgon was trapped deep in the metal bulkhead, but was unscathed. He smiled contemptuously: "Weak and weak."
A straight punch hit Wushuang Fighting Spirit in the abdomen.
Grandma’s body was bent like a bow and flew upside down like a cannonball.
Kankan stopped her decline in mid-air when Dorgon appeared behind her like a ghost and punched her in the back of the head again.
Grandma's figure became transparent and unreal, and a talisman burned.
Stand-in!
She also appeared behind Dorgon, clenched her hands into fists, and punched them hard.
Dorgon turned around and struck his grandma with an elbow. "Pfft", the fighting spirit's body was no different from that of an ordinary person. The wrist bone was shattered and fractured, but it healed in an instant.
The two of them fought "bang bang bang" fiercely in mid-air, and every physical collision would set off strong winds, the sea surface was turbulent, and the patrol ship was ups and downs.
In the cabin, the sailors squatted on the ground holding their heads, losing the ability to move, as if they were doomed.
The captain suppressed the crushing fear, launched the ship, and planned to escape.
Bang!
The patrol ship just started, and the next moment, it seemed to have suffered some kind of heavy blow. The draft instantly reached the deck level, and the sea water overflowed the deck and poured into the cabin.
The power system collapsed, and dazzling electric sparks erupted from the instrument panel in the bridge.
It was Dorgon who smashed the Wushuang War Spirit down and hit the patrol ship that was going to be a deserter.
Grandma's blood spurted out, she wiped it off with her hands nonchalantly, got up, and scolded: "Thunder Method!"
The electric ions floating in the air boiled instantly, thunderclouds rolled, and lightning struck one after another.
Grandma opened her arms and pointed at Dorgon.
What she was most proud of was Refa.
Can kill the extreme.
A thick, twisted, tree-like bolt of lightning struck down from the rolling clouds and struck directly at Dorgon.
However, instead of killing the enemy, the thunder and lightning gathered and accumulated power on the horns above Dorgon's head, and in turn struck Grandma Grandma.
Her delicate body suddenly stiffened, and her skin was filled with black smoke and scorch marks.
Thunder and lightning were originally one of Dorgon's powers. Originally, this part of the power remained in the black dragon's body.
There is almost no one in the world who can beat him.
Taking advantage of Grandma's stiffness and paralysis, Dorgon swooped down, slammed his hammer into her arms, and penetrated her chest with his forked horns.
With a flick of the faucet, Grandma flew out, vomiting blood.
"Too weak, too weak. You are not worthy of my seriousness at all." Dorgon lamented: "The biggest disadvantage of the Wushuang War Spirit is that it is limited to the realm of the successor. You are not even the pinnacle of Ji Dao, how can you compete with me?" Shall I fight?"
"I haven't even used water powers."
... ...
On the other side, the battle between a group of wolves and tigers became intense. Baker Richardson, a fierce tiger, was slicing through the pack of wolves, beating the wolves and causing them to bleed one after another, causing serious injuries.
For tigers, the occasional wounds from wolf teeth are not painful or itchy, and they can recover in an instant, so those three difficult guys need attention.
But for a group of wolves, a tiger's random bite may kill them, and the error tolerance rate is too low.
There have been no casualties yet, except that the people present are veterans with rich combat experience, and know the art of combined attack. They cooperate very well, creating a "twisted rope" effect.
Then, Li Xianyu's blood medicine made a great contribution.
They absorb the blood medicine, not inject it. There is no time to allow them to inject the blood medicine. The blood medicine is sealed in a capsule, hidden under the tongue, hidden in the stomach bag, and wrapped in biological fat that is not easily digested.
Before these hidden blood medicines are used up, each of them will be immortal, as long as their heads are not removed by Baker Richardson.
While the Dragon Knight and the Blood Knight were entangled with Baker Richardson, the Violent Giant Zingse attacked from behind and hugged the three-meter-tall Baker Richardson.
"Roar!" In the rage, Jiese had already lost the ability to speak and urged his companions with a roar.
Ode... The sound of the explosion of the qi machine was like the roar of a motor. Li Xianyu, Qin Ze, and Li Peiyun attacked at the same time. The extremely powerful Qin Ze just faced the front, while Li Peiyun and Li Xianyu attacked from the side. Three dazzling streaks flashed across the night sky. of white light.
Baker Richardson threw Jiese out with an over-the-shoulder throw, knocking Qin Ze away as he charged forward.
Then, he hit Li Xianyu with the left and Li Peiyun with the right. The movements were as fast as afterimages. With two bangs, the little plums vomited blood and flew backwards.
The attacks of the three knights of the Holy See immediately connected, and Leonid also followed up. This was the cooperation they had developed in a short period of time.
Attacks must be carried out in waves to rescue each other and pin down the enemy.
Because once the enemy is given too much time to operate, death may occur at any time.
The three knights and Leonid were not interested in fighting. They disturbed the enemy's rear and immediately retreated to join Qin Ze and others.
"Is it because of this kind of thing that Baker Richardson becomes an enemy of you Baoze?" Leonid gasped, the corners of his eyes cracked, blood stained half of his face, and he looked like a cornered evil ghost.
The blood knight sneered: "Are you scared?"
Leonid let out a "poof": "Fuck, what are you afraid of? It's worth dying to be able to fight against the pinnacle of the extreme. Anyway, before my uncle died, I suffered from him and wanted revenge. If I can't get revenge, then I will sacrifice myself."
Li Xianyu glanced at the comrades around him calmly. Except for Qin Ze, the others all had varying degrees of convulsions, not due to fear but from fatigue of the muscles and bones.
Just like when an ordinary person is overworked, his arms will spasm slightly.
On the other hand, Baker Richardson had four wounds on his body. The deepest and longest one was on his chest, scratched by Qin Ze.
The other three wounds were on the arms, thighs and back. The wounds were not harmful, and were the result of Li Peiyun and Li Xianyu's military exploits.
These wounds burned with a faint white light, failed to heal, and continued to bleed.
But for the master with strong vitality, even if it cannot be healed, these wounds are just minor injuries.
No, I can't beat him... Li Xianyu's rich experience with the master told him that the outcome of this battle was slim.
Our own side has shown its fatigue, and the enemy is full of vigor and vitality.
In fact, the lineup is exaggerated enough. There are eight half-step yakuza, and they are proficient in combined attacks. You must know that three half-step yakuza pinnacles join forces, and they can compete with ordinary yakuza masters.
Five senior Yakuza are enough.
There are now eight people, plus the extremely powerful Qin Ze.
However, he is still no match for Baker Richardson, who is at the pinnacle of the Yakuza.
"Xianyu, do you want to enter the extreme realm?" Little Ma Huayang said softly in the sea of consciousness.
"... I don't want to." Li Xianyu was silent for a few seconds before giving the answer, and then said a little irritably and chauvinistically: "I'm fighting. Mom, please don't talk. It's a man's battlefield, and women have no right to interrupt. .”
Hua Yang said softly: "Your father wouldn't dare to tell me that..."
She sighed quietly and stopped talking.
Li Xianyu took a deep breath.
Baker Richardson is the pinnacle of the Yakuza, which means that after merging with his body, he has no separate incarnations. Although it is difficult to deal with, it is a good thing. As long as his body is killed, he can be completely eliminated.
"If you want to win, there must be another Ji Dao among the eight." Qin Ze said.
The big bosses in the blood world looked at each other, and Leonid sighed: "I can't do it. My Qi is much stronger than my spirit, and I haven't found an opportunity to combine the three."
After saying that, he looked at the Dragon Knight and Blood Knight expectantly.
The two good friends looked at each other, and the dragon knight said: "I have just experienced this battle, and my energy and spirit have been greatly tempered. I feel like I am about to enter the ultimate realm."
The blood knight nodded: "My blood is boiling, so am I."
Qin Ze said "ha": "I had this feeling two years ago."
"..."
There is nothing to hope for. If the Dragon Knight and Blood Knight cannot break through and step into the extreme realm, there is no hope for others.
Pace is a fallen angel. She was at her peak when she was born. Her future cultivation path has been cut off and she has not yet found her direction. Fallen angels are artificially created products that defy nature, have very few precedents, and have a mature cultivation system.
"I..." Li Xianyu said.
The eight people around him all retreated tactically.
Li Peiyun's voice trembled: "You, you, you... are you going to join the Yakuza?"
"No, I mean I may have a way, but I need you to help me buy some time." Li Xianyu said.
"How long?" Qin Ze frowned.
"Ten minutes, yes, ten minutes is enough."
Ten minutes, for everyone present, may be ten minutes of wandering on the edge of life and death, walking a tightrope, and death at any time within ten minutes.
Qin Ze thought for a while and nodded: "You go ahead, I'm the best, I'll handle it."
If I survive these ten minutes, the points earned will make me laugh for three years...
He received a new task: to take charge alone!
"Take care!" The concrete floor under Li Xianyu's feet exploded with a bang, and he rushed out like a rocket.
"Recruiting troops?" Baker Richardson allowed him to leave, not believing that Li Xianyu could change the situation of the battle with just one step.
As for the reinforcements, the Wushuang War Spirit cannot save itself and cannot appear here.
The lack of Li Xianyu is a good thing for President Baker.
In ten minutes, how many people here will be alive
(End of chapter)