When the strength of the two sides is completely unequal, no matter how hard you resist, it is useless.
And when one party is not much weaker than the other party, there is a chance to turn defeat into victory. Of course, if you want to defeat the weak with the strong, you must use a clever strategy.
If Lu Li wanted to kill Song Qiao, the only way was to get close to Song Qiao and create good conditions for a sneak attack. His blood claws are very strong and can easily tear apart the body of the Lord Realm. The premise is that he is close to the enemy, otherwise he will be easily killed.
His face was crestfallen, with an expression of resignation. Ming Yu was not an idiot either. The two sang in harmony, Ming Yu was covered in blood and looked very similar, but the ancient chariot kept moving towards Song Qiao without stopping.
Song Qiao was confused, Yu Huashen was also confused, Song Qiao was still wondering where Song He had gone? Why didn't they appear together? Why can these two people come back
Yuhua Shen was thinking, why did Lu Li surrender? This is not Lu Li's style, and Ming Yu is not such a person either...
Song Qiao and Yuhuashen quickly reacted. Yuhuashen had figured it out, but Song Qiao was on guard because the ancient chariot was already a thousand meters away from him.
"Stop!"
Song Qiao shouted deeply, and the bloodline mark on his neck lit up, ready to take action at any time. He can cultivate to the late stage of the Lord Realm, so he is certainly not an idiot. Song He's failure to show up is the biggest flaw.
Lu Li glanced at Ming Yu, who controlled the chariot to stop. Lu Li cupped his hands and said, "My lord, please let my people go first. Whatever the Song family wants, I will give it to you. Don't you just want Xiaobai?" I’ll give it to you!”
A small beast flew out from Lu Li's sleeve and stood on Lu Li's shoulder. Song Qiao's eyes suddenly lit up.
However, he did not lower his guard and said coldly: "Where is Brother Song He? Didn't he go after you? Where are the others?"
"Over there..."
Lu Li pointed to the direction he came from and said, "He is fighting with Han Wuqing, and your Song Fu is also over there."
Lu Li's explanation was very reasonable. Song Qiao lowered his guard slightly. He locked eyes with Xiao Bai and shouted: "Throw this little beast over and I will let your people go."
Taking down Xiaobai was the purpose of the Song family's visit this time, and the other things were not that important.
Lu Li shook his head and said, "Let him go first, otherwise I will die with Xiaobai."
"Okay~"
Song Qiao believed that he was strong, and the Yuhuashen was extremely weak at the moment, so he was not afraid at all. With a wave of his hand, the intertwined vines spread out automatically, opening layer by layer like petals, revealing the feathered god wrapped into a meat dumpling inside.
The Yuhua Shen is miserable. This "source of wood" bloodline can not only trap people, but also absorb the life source of the warrior. Yuhuashen's body was entangled, and the life source in his body continued to drain. At this moment, he was dozens of years older and his body was extremely weak.
"Young Master, leave me alone..."
The Yuhua Shen roared angrily again, with several vines wrapped around his body. He struggled hard, but was still unable to break free from the shackles of the vines. He looked extremely weak.
"Leave the little beast to me and I'll let him go immediately."
Song Qiao said with a proud face: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether I kill you or not. We have no hatred or grudges. We just want to get this little beast."
"All right!"
Lu Li seemed to accept his fate and glanced at Ming Yu, who controlled the chariot and slowly flew forward. Lu Li looked at the little beast and said, "You must treat Xiao Bai well, it likes to eat soul crystals. Xiao Bai is the king of beasts. , he has a bit of a temper, you have to tolerate him a little bit..."
Lu Li was chattering, his words full of sadness, like an old woman who was getting married. When Song Qiao heard Lu Li say that Xiao Bai was the King of Beasts, her eyes suddenly brightened up, and they were all burning.
Eight hundred meters, five hundred meters!
Song Qiao finally came to his senses and shouted angrily: "Stop, throw it over here!"
"then!"
Lu Li grabbed Xiao Bai and threw it towards Song Qiao. Song Qiao's eyes were as bright as stars, and the natal beads below lit up and flew towards Xiao Bai.
"咴咴~"
Xiao Bai seemed to be a little scared, and he dodged and flew downwards. Its speed was very fast, reaching its limit and comparable to that of an Immortal Realm warrior.
"Don't be afraid, little one!"
Song Qiao's mind was completely occupied by Xiao Bai. He didn't even bother to care about Lu Li and Ming Yu, and immediately flew down to catch Xiao Bai.
Right now—
The opportunity Lu Li had worked so hard to create finally came. He gestured to the Feathered God below and flew down from the ancient chariot.
"drink!"
Ming Yu took action, condensing his profound energy and shot out a small palm, but instead of attacking Song Qiao, he hit Lu Li on the back.
"Bang~"
Lu Li was hit on the back by a big palm. Fortunately, he was protected by the Heavenly Armor and was not seriously injured. Just a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his body flew towards Song Qiao like a cannonball.
Ming Yu controlled the strength of this palm very well and only slightly injured Lu Li. He and Lu Li had communicated with their eyes a long time ago. His palm was to speed up Lu Li and let him get closer to Song Qiao.
"Um?"
Song Qiao had just flown downwards when he felt Lu Li flying towards him and suddenly raised his head. His eyes turned cold and his mysterious power flashed in his hands, ready to kill Lu Li.
"boom!"
There was an explosion below, and the body of the extremely weak Yuhuashen ignited a raging fire, burning the vines all at once. He rose into the sky, and a sword appeared in his hand, flying towards Song Qiao like a beast.
"Buzz!"
At the same time, the ring in Lu Li's hand flashed, and a human head appeared. He smashed it suddenly and sneered: "Your brother Song He is here, go on!"
A blood-stained head hit Song Qiao hard, rolling and spinning in the air. The big eyes stared at Song Qiao from time to time, causing Song Qiao's soul to throb.
"Chichi~"
Ming Yu's power came, the world changed, and a vast force of heaven suppressed Lu Li downwards. Song Qiao's body was inevitably suppressed...
Yu Huashen, Lu Li, Ming Yu, Xiao Bai, the three of them and one beast cooperated perfectly.
Moreover, it was a series of tricks that made Song Qiao step into a trap step by step and impacted Song Qiao's mind step by step, leaving him with no time to react and making it impossible for him to make an effective counterattack.
"Apparition!"
Lu Li roared loudly, and Ming Yu cooperated very well to weaken the force. Lu Li's body split into two and four in mid-air, creating more than a dozen clones.
These dozen clones were able to move independently, rushing towards Song Qiao from all directions. These clones have one thing in common, one hand is always hidden in the sleeve, and the palm cannot be seen.
"die-"
The Feathered God roared angrily, and the sword in his hand spit out billowing blue flames. With a shocking force, it struck Song Qiao's legs from bottom to top.
Song Qiao had just been attracted by Lu Li's clone, and now he suddenly woke up. Lu Li was only in the soul pond realm, what attack power could he have? Isn't it because he has so many clones just to confuse himself and attract his attention
He was assisting Yuhuashen in attacking, Yuhuashen was the main force, Lu Li was just bluffing!
Song Qiao, who was in the late stage of the Junhou Realm, reacted quickly. He immediately released the Wood Origin Bloodline Divine Skill, and the vines all over the sky swept up towards the Yuhua God below, trying to trap the Yuhua God.
"wrong-"
As soon as he released the vine, he suddenly felt something was wrong, because... a fatal sense of crisis emerged in his mind!
He suddenly looked up, only to see a beautiful silver claw clawing hard at his head. A cold aura enveloped his whole body, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
"boom!"
Song Qiao's head exploded like a watermelon, and Lu Li's bloody claws went down, scratching half of Song Qiao's body to pieces...