Chen Le never expected that everything was going according to plan, but something happened here.

Zhao Ziyou didn't know if the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, or if he was too conceited and didn't understand the horror of the white-faced ghost at all.

Chen Leke had personally experienced the fear of being dominated by the terrifying murderous aura of the white-faced ghost.

It felt like playing with his own life in his hands, and he could be pinched to death at any time, which made Chen Le extremely insecure.

It's not that he doesn't want to resist, the overwhelming strength gap, the terrifying murderous aura that wants to crush people, as long as you experience it once, you will understand that resisting is futile.

The white-faced ghost can't gather his anger now, giving Zhao Ziyou the illusion that the other party is just a weak woman, and he can catch her, train her as his own slave, and take her out to show off his might.

Chen Le had a feeling that something was going to happen.

Even if the white-faced ghost is in this state now, a group of people are on it together, Chen Le is not sure that he can kill the white-faced ghost steadily, and now Zhao Ziyou still wants to catch it alive?

It's harder to catch a living person than to kill her.

Moreover, if Zhao Ziyou didn't want to kill the other party, then the other party wouldn't use the several killing traps that Chen Le designed with him at the beginning.

This made Chen Le feel more and more that things were not good.

As Zhao Ziyou spoke, he gave an order, "Up, catch her." ”

The group of warriors rushed forward.

Chen Le hurriedly shouted, "Don't be touched by her." ”

However, it was too late.

Some people may think that it is too dangerous to catch alive and use a sword, and even go up with their bare hands to catch the white-faced ghost.

I saw that the two of them moved first and rushed straight towards the white-faced ghost.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, one person and one hand, and grabbed towards the arm of the white-faced ghost.

Because according to common sense, if you arrest someone, as long as you restrain the other party's arm, won't it be over?

I saw the white-faced ghost raise his smiling face and smile at Chen Le and smiled, "Good brother, the crime of soiling my clothes will be settled with you later." ”

As she spoke, she raised her hands, allowing the left and right to flash to her side, and quickly reached out, grabbing her arm and twisting it back.

The white-faced ghost looked indifferent, bent his palm, and slapped it on the arms of the two.

I only heard the sound of "popping" twice, and the sound of flesh exploding sounded.

The arms of the two men exploded.

It was as if the balloon had been burst, first expanding rapidly, and then exploding, and suddenly blood splattered, and the sky was full of blood and flesh and severed limbs.

The scene was particularly bloody and terrifying.

Everyone present was stunned.

Didn't even understand what was going on.

There was a moment of silence.

This is also what Lu Heng just reminded Chen Le, the temperament of a white-faced ghost, don't be touched by the other party.

Just like the night said, when it comes to the worldly level, the biggest feature is that everyone will practice their own "temperament", and the temperament of the white-faced ghost is this.

"Swelling. ”

She can infuse a small amount of qi to cause it to expand rapidly within the object and explode.

To put it more simply, anything that is touched by her hand can explode.

Those seemingly soft and slender little hands are sharp weapons for killing.

Also, depending on what you touch, you can decide how much gas you use.

An ordinary person's arm like this, when there is still a level difference in suppression, only needs a small amount of qi to blow up the opponent's arm.

Of course, at such a close distance, the white-faced ghost's originally white long dress would also be stained with a little blood.

However, it doesn't matter, it has already been soiled by Chen Le.

The severe pain of the explosion of the arm made the two warriors fall directly on the spot, wailing and screaming on the ground.

Blood flowed out of the arms of the two men like water from a faucet.

Zhao Ziyou hurriedly ordered, "Take people down for treatment." ”

Prevent two people from dying of excessive blood loss.

Then I saw the white-faced ghost squatting down slowly, very light, as if he was coquettish with his lover, pinching his hands into lotus fingers, flicking his fingers, and flicking them on the heads of the two.

Standing up with a smile, as if he had done nothing, he reached out and pulled the arrow from behind him.

also took a special look at Chen Le first, and the meaning of that look was clear, don't run, my sister will love you well later.

But this one action has already scared everyone.

The white-faced ghost turned his gaze to the group of experienced martial artists around him, and chuckled, "What's the matter, if you don't drag your companions down quickly, they will die." ”

“......”

However, no one dared to move.

No one dared to step forward and pull people at all.

Just the white-faced ghost's action of squatting down and flicking his forehead just now directly frightened everyone, they were afraid, afraid of being implicated!

And, can this really be saved?

"Giggles, it looks like everyone likes to watch the night view with me. ”

The white-faced ghost's delicate body trembled, and let out a touching laugh like a silver bell.

A group of people naturally have no time to appreciate the extraordinarily enchanting and charming body in front of them, and they have a moment of six gods and no master, and they don't know what to do next.

Chen Le shouted at Zhao Ziyou, "Quickly order to kill, don't you understand?"

It was also Chen Le's roar that made Zhao Ziyou sober up.

For a moment, he was intimidated by the terror of the white-faced ghost.

Suddenly, I felt ashamed and angry about my gaffe just now.

Regardless of Chen Le's roar, he shouted loudly, "Don't be frightened by her, she can't move her hands now, she can't gather energy, she's just a paper tiger, be careful not to let her hand touch, grab her for me, don't break her for me." ”

It means that I don't want to cut off my hands and feet.

He wants the white-faced ghost to be complete, beautiful, and a whole minion to take out.

The white-faced ghost didn't mind, just smiled slightly, "Oh, then, what about these two people on the ground?"

Those two people were worse than dead at this time, they were on the verge of death, their hands were cut off, and the whole hand was inflated and blown up, the pain was completely two-dimensional, and it was not at all something that ordinary people could bear.

The two are now in need of first aid.

However, the white-faced ghost's action of gently touching the brains of the two made everyone daunted and did not dare to save it.

The white-faced ghost's question pointed to the center of the problem, forcing Zhao Ziyou to make a choice.

Is it to face the possibility of two people exploding and killing the people who saved them, to save people?

Or just give up the two.

To save people, it is likely to kill two more subordinates, which is a manifestation of the incompetence of the generals.

If you don't save people, only break one arm, and give up two people, that is, abandon your subordinates on the battlefield, if this is a real battlefield, it will be a big loss of morale, so that the soldiers are extremely disappointed in the generals, and there is no guarantee for their safety, and there is a feeling that they will be given up as soon as they are injured.

Once there is no military spirit, it will already be defeated by 7 points before the battle.

Zhao Ziyou was speechless, and he inexplicably felt that he was being commanded.

Obviously, it was his side that drugged the white-faced ghost, surrounded the other party, and killed the other party's king, why did he have a feeling that he was entangled by the other party, like being entangled by a snake and getting tighter and tighter, and he couldn't breathe.

To save, or not to save.

No, it can't be saved at all.

But you can't say it explicitly, and you can't let everyone down in yourself.

Therefore, Zhao Ziyou could only choose to avoid this problem, raised the longbow in his hand and said, "Give it to me, catch her first, I'll support here!"

"Oh, it's really cruel, don't you just care about the two subordinates?"

As soon as the words fell, several people rushed up,

Just rushed to the white-faced ghost's side, and saw the heads of the two people who fell suddenly swelled, and burst open with a "bang".

If it weren't for the quick movement of a few people and the precautions, they would have to drag two more people into the water with just two explosions.

Suddenly, the flesh and blood in the place were blurred, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Let even the battle-hardened warriors present be a little unbearable to look at more.

But the white-faced ghost seemed to have long been accustomed to this scene, and he looked like he was as happy as a glutton, and waited for someone to go up and arrest her with a smile.

"Kill her, aim at the head, heart, what are you still thinking, she is deliberately talking to delay time, she is waiting for the effect of the medicine to pass, and once the effect of the medicine passes, it will be our death. ”

However, Zhao Ziyou completely ignored Chen Le's words, and was still aiming a long arrow at the arm of the white-faced ghost, and he wanted to abolish the white-faced ghost's hand first.

But this time, the white-faced ghost already knew his physical condition, and knew that he should flash early, instead of waiting for the last 0.1 seconds, his reaction now is very slow, so he was prepared, and with a slight shake of his body, he avoided Zhao Ziyou's long arrow that flashed like lightning and pierced the night sky.

It's lightweight, like dancing.

Chen Le also saw a problem.

Zhao Ziyou is indeed quite powerful, but that is only for ordinary people.

In the face of this world-class, rare master white-faced ghost in the world, Zhao Ziyou has been suppressed in all aspects.

Whether it is spirit, momentum, or control of the battlefield, now the dominance is already in the hands of the white-faced ghost, Zhao Ziyou is not the opponent of the other party at all, even if he is not for the sake of a momentary will, for his own self-esteem, for the cruel words he just released, he can't kill the white-faced ghost with a breath, he must capture the white-faced ghost.

Everything is in the hands of the white-faced ghost.

Chen Le finally understood that the woman in front of him, even if she was sealed, was not so easy to deal with at all.

A group of people, all toyed with!

Will die!

If this continues, when the time comes, everyone will die!

Chen Le seemed to have heard the ringing of the stopwatch countdown in his ears, constantly echoing "tick-tock"!

That's the death knell of death!

Between the fierce battles in the crowd, he could clearly feel that the white-faced ghost had been staring at him, the culprit!

Meaning, wait for me, I will never let you die lightly!