"Heh, this sword, it's kind of interesting." Fan Ke looked at Wu Yu's hand and showed a look of interest, "After killing you, I must study your sword carefully to see which master would be idle and bored to create such a sword for you to coax children." ”

"No, it's not quite the same." As soon as Fan Ke's words fell, Team Zhang said directly, "Those inscriptions don't seem to be hidden in the body of the sword, who made this sword for you." ”

"Hehe, do you want to know?" Wu Yu licked his lips gently, "I'll tell you when you go to hell." ”

The body rushed out in an instant, it was impossible for him to sit here and wait for him, let alone wait for Song Cheng and them to save him, that was not his style of doing things, and he needed strength now, he couldn't find a way to get it, but he knew that since that power could be used for himself, then it must not want to die by himself, so as long as he fought with his life, he believed that he could get that kind of power.

Life is nothing more than a gamble, and his stakes are just a little bigger than others.

The Seven Deadly Sins in his hand made a soft sword roar, a little sad and desolate, and the giant beast in the cage tried to stretch out its claws, trying to let the enemy see its fangs, but all it could do was useless intimidation.

Team Zhang held the whip in both hands and took Wu Yu's sword, and then the two iron whips were already glued, and behind him, the sharp blades in the hands of the three of Fan Ke also stabbed in the direction of Wu Yu without hesitation.

Wu Yu hadn't fought directly with Team Zhang before, so he didn't know much about the latter's fighting style, but at this moment, when the two of them really stood together, he realized how strong the latter was.

He is not the waste of the Fan family who has basically not experienced a battle, he knows very well what a real battle should look like, he is not like Wu Yu fighting alone, he still has teammates, and those people are behind Wu Yu, he doesn't need to worry, all he has to do is stick to the opponent and not let the opponent escape This is what he should do now.

The two stiff iron whips seemed to have changed their appearance in Team Zhang's hands at the moment, and they were clearly two iron whips that couldn't even bend and go, but in the hands of the latter, these two iron whips were like two greasy pythons, entangled Wu Yu's sword there alive and couldn't move.

Wanting to retreat, the two whips followed in an instant, wanting to attack the latter, and the two iron whips instantly blocked the Seven Deadly Sins, giving people a feeling that they could not be forced.

This is the first time, which makes Wu Yu feel aggrieved, the latter's strength is clearly inferior to him, but he has nothing to do in front of the latter. All his attacks will be easily defused by the opponent, and he can't even retreat himself.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, Wu Yu gritted his teeth and tried to calm himself down, don't worry, but Team Zhang's two iron whips still wrapped around him tightly, not giving him any chance.

Wu Yu's palm shook suddenly, if he continued to be entangled by the latter like this, then he really had only one way to die, and the latter's strength was no less than him, so even if he wanted to forcibly break free, it was definitely not something that could be done in a few seconds.

Although Team Zhang looks relaxed on the surface, only the person who has fought with him really knows how strong his opponent is, and it seems that he can easily defuse Wu Yu's attack every time, but is Wu Yu's attack really that easy to defuse?

In less than five seconds, he didn't know how many times he had defused the latter's attack, although he just wanted to drag the latter, but the latter's strength was far greater than he imagined, although he may have a little advantage in weapons, but that advantage was completely leveled by the latter, although on the surface it seemed that he had an absolute advantage, but only he knew that the strength he spent to defuse the latter's attack was actually not much less than the latter.

If it was just a one-on-one battle between two people now, maybe he would have lost, because he knew that with his current situation, it would drag on for another five seconds at most, and after five seconds he would fall into an absolute disadvantage, but the only good news was that he didn't need to hold on for so long, because the three of them had already arrived, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Wu Yu's vest, and as long as any of the three of them stabbed out, then Wu Yu would not have any chance to turn around.

Despair, isn't that the despair you want? But what about power? Lao Tzu exchanged his life for power, where the hell did you go?

Wu Yu's eyes were full of blood-like red, but this beautiful doomsday-like color was not appreciated by anyone.

He could already hear the sound of the blade slashing at him behind him, and he finally felt the feeling called fear, gritting his teeth, a little helpless, just like the feeling of sitting alone at home for the first time, empty and without anyone to pay attention to him, even if he turned on the light, he had to pad his feet to do it, looking at the cold room.

He struggled to pull out the Seven Deadly Sins, as if he could hear the unwilling roar of the Seven Deadly Sins, and he was entangled in two pieces of iron that he didn't even have a soul, which was a great insult to him.

The moment he drew his sword, Wu Yu had already turned around, pressed his wrist down slightly, and then slammed up, picking up the tip of Fanke's sword, and on the side of his body, he dodged the sharp blade pointing at his heart, this is the best he can do at the moment, he retreated as much as possible, but it was too late, he had consumed too much time when he was entangled with Team Zhang, and he was not a god, even a god could not make everything perfect, and people who could make everything perfect, they could only be devils.

A sword slashed through his lower abdomen, even if it didn't pierce into his abdomen, but the blood had already flowed out at the moment when the blade sank into Wu Yu's body.

It really fucking hurts.

couldn't help but curse, and his body had slammed into the wall behind him.

He didn't control his strength, because at that moment he didn't have time to think about these things, all he had to do was to escape, escape from the swords of the three people, and by the time he pulled out the range of the three people's blades, he had no strength to control his body.

In an instant, a trace of fishy sweetness appeared in his mouth, Wu Yu touched his lower abdomen, the wound was not too big, but it was very deep, he didn't care about the pain, pinched it fiercely, and squeezed out all the blood around the wound.