Qu Moren took out the therapeutic medicine he was carrying with him to treat Su Wei, but the effect was not very good, although the bleeding was stopped for a short time, but too much blood gushed out the wound that had just healed again.

"What should I do?" Qu Moren asked in a trembling voice.

"Can you show us?" A man who looked like an old farmer came up, it was Zheng De.

Qu Moren nodded, and Zheng De took out a bottle of spray and gently sprayed it at the wound on Su Wei's body. This potion was obviously much better than the Suzaku team's potion, and soon, there was no more blood coming out of the wounds on Su Wei's body.

This is Qu Moren breathed a sigh of relief, he helped his eyes, and looked at Zheng De with a grateful look, and it was only here that he found that the people of the White Tiger Team had surrounded him.

One of the most striking was a young man with black glasses, who had clearly been through a hard fight and was wearing some tattered clothes.

Looking behind them through the corpses of these people, the three people who attacked the White Tigers, the people who drove the dirt, the people who could transform into bears, and the assassins in tracksuits, all three of them died. What was left on the battlefield were three pieces of meat puree.

The man with thick glasses on the White Tigers was indeed as easy as the dervishes to kill the enemy who would commit the attack. But...... Why did the dervishes attack Ye Yu,

"Ye Yu......" Qu Moren clenched his hands into fists in resentment. A moment ago, Ye Yu was still a living person, but now, Ye Yu has turned into a corpse without a head, how can Qu Moren not feel annoyed?

"Do you know what's going on?" Yu Zhe asked Zheng Dedao, looking calm and confident.

"The Shiva team has betrayed us." Zheng De said softly, obviously the White Tigers also have a way to communicate with each other within their own team.

"Next, I guess some hit. It's not close, but it's definitely not safe. Zheng De added, his swarthy face searching for something in the crowd.

After a while, as if he had found his goal, Zheng De asked everyone: "Go, stay away from here, there are still twenty minutes, and the Human Federation will send a team to find us." But the bugs are starting to get agitated, and we must recharge our batteries to survive the swarm's attack.

Everyone retreated according to their words and retreated a hundred meters, but Zheng De still felt that it was not enough, so he asked everyone to retreat another hundred meters. At the same time, several members of the Shiva team also quietly moved a few steps back.

"But what's going on now?" Qu Moren grabbed Yu Zhe and asked. With a graceful smile on his face, Yu Zhe replied, "This is a long story, but the current situation is that the dervishes of the Shiva team are asking the White Tigers to give them a way out. ”

"Survival? Why do you want to give them a way to live, they betrayed us, that ascetic also killed Ye Yu, why should he be given a way out! A hint of anger appeared on Qu Moren's face, which had always looked sluggish.

"By strength." Ye Yu seemed to say another natural topic: "The current dervish needs to defeat the bespectacled member of the White Tiger Team to prove his strength, as long as the Shiva team still has a certain strength, whether this strength is all the same, or killing the important members of the White Tiger team, it can temporarily dispel the idea that the White Tiger team will destroy them."

More precisely, it is the Shiva team that is out of disadvantage and is saving itself. After all, in a team battle, the weak team in the eyes of the strong is a ruthless and hearty meal. ”

Qu Moren looked at the two people facing each other in the center of the field and asked, "Then what if the Shiva team loses?" ”

"Let's go up and kill them all." Yu Zhe calmly began to press the bullet into the magazine.

"If the Shiva team wins, will we negotiate with them?" Qu Moren felt that things were really a bit hasty. But Yu Zhe's unchanging smile seemed to tell him that this was what was going on.

Between the words, the battle broke out. The dervish took a big step forward, causing the next step to disappear into thin air, just like the action he had made before killing the three queens and Ye Yu.

The eyed man didn't retreat, he just moved his body, and then took a heavy breath, the sound of this inhalation was really too loud, and even the voices of humans and insects that had been ringing were suppressed, like thunder.

Then, the man in glasses clenched his fist and struck straight forward. Then an explosion was heard, and the figure of the dervish appeared in the air, and the fists of the two men collided in the air, striking out ripples.

Then the battle that was beyond the range of the moving eye could observe happened, both of them were in a melee shape, and the position of the two of them had become a vague welcome, and the two people could faintly be seen in a fierce confrontation, but it was really difficult to see their specific movements clearly.

The two of them punched each other very frequently, and the air around them seemed to be faintly manic, which was the result of the two of them frantically hitting and stirring the air.

"Can you win?" Qu Moren asked subconsciously. "Definitely going to win." Zheng De's voice was obviously full of confidence: "Shi Xiaosong is a real genius. ”

Qu Moren was a little inexplicable when he heard it, what is a real genius?

"A true martial arts genius." Zheng De said it again.

The form of the field suddenly changed, and Shi Xiaosong, who wore thick glasses, like a teaching gentleman, and the ascetic separated again.

"You are a worthy opponent," the dervish folded his hands, and there was something in his tone called sympathy.

"So are you." Shi Xiaosong's appearance is still so dull.

After the two finished speaking, the ascetic's momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and there was a faint golden Buddha light leaking out of his body, but in fact, no Buddha light was leaking out of his body. The so-called Buddha light is just the feeling of the onlookers.

Shi Xiaosong didn't dare to show weakness, his body seemed to suddenly swell a few times, as if a blood-red essence rose from his body and soared into the sky.

Shi Xiaosong exhaled, his little eyes burst into fine light, and he smashed down at the dervish with a punch!

I can't describe the feeling that this punch brings to people, if I have to say it, it is to watch this punch closely, and the feeling it brings to people is that this punch is omnipresent, invincible, and invincible in the world. Anyone who stands in the way of this punch will be smashed to pieces, and they will not be able to stop it at all!

This is true for onlookers, let alone the ascetic who faced this punch head-on!

However, when the onlooker looked at the ascetic again, he found that the ascetic's eyes had become blank, and the palm he discharged seemed to lie between heaven and earth, all-encompassing, all-pervasive, and all-encompassing. Everything that comes before this palm is illusory, and will be smashed to pieces with a single blow.

The tricks of the two people are unexpectedly comparable!

Then the fist and the palm meet, the fist is still indomitable, domineering, and the palm is still swallowing mountains and rivers, only me, but the fist shatters the palm, as easy as knocking down a wall, like an awl drilling through a broken cloth bag, like piercing a piece of paper!

The movements of the two of them were so slow that everyone could easily see the ascetic's expression, and the face that had been blown by the wind and rain and looked a little old showed a confused look for the first time, not in disbelief, but a little unacceptable.

Then Shi Xiaosong's fist smashed through his arm, slammed into the dervish on the chest, shattered the dervary's sternum, and then burst the dervish's heart, and then came out from the dervish's back.

Shi Xiaosong withdrew his hand, gently put his hand behind his back, and looked at the ascetic who was slowly sitting on the ground in silence, his expression was indescribably calm and ...... Bemoan.

From beginning to end, Shi Xiaosong's hands were white, and no trace of blood stuck to his body.

"Why?" The dervish sat there, holding his last breath and asked, "Why can't my palm stop you......"

Shi Xiaosong looked at the dervish with pity on his face for a while, Mu Ne's face showed a hesitant expression, and after a while, he no longer looked at the dervishes, but stared at the remaining three members of the Shiva team in the distance and said, "Why do you want to tell you?" ”

The ascetic was choked up and speechless, Shi Xiaosong's rhetorical question was very serious, and he said seriously, even the ascetic himself felt that asking Shi Xiaosong a question was a very abnormal thing.

After all, the two of them were fighting with their lives just now, after all, Shi Xiaosong had no obligation to answer himself.

The ascetic couldn't see Shi Xiaosong's figure anymore, but he knew what Shi Xiaosong was doing, he just folded his hands and lowered his head gently.

"We'll see you again, Shi Xiaosong, and I'll defeat you then."

"You're dead, option one, return to the main god space. Option two, return to half of your state and continue the fight. ”

"Return to the main god space." The dervish replied softly that he had a Cross of Rebirth!

It's just getting started!

Shi Xiaosong, who didn't know it, swept to the side of the three Shiva team who turned around and ran away with a terrible speed, and smashed Dirang's head into his chest with a punch, and the rubber man weakly threw out his arm and wanted to attack Shi Xiaosong, who he couldn't see at all, but Shi Xiaosong grabbed his arm and smashed it Galava.

Then, Shi Xiaosong's two feet landed on the heads of the rubber man and Galava respectively, and the heads of the two people exploded, while Shi Xiaosong's standard boots still did not have any stains.

In an instant, killing three people in a row, for high-end reincarnators, the strength of low-end reincarnators is completely negligible, and the two sides are never at the same level.

Qu Moren was shocked by the scene in front of him, Shi Xiaosong, a man who was not amazing, was so strong!

It was Su Wei in his arms who began to struggle slightly, and then opened his eyes.

"It hurts my dad to death." Solvay cried out, "How am I in your arms?" Qu Moren stared at Su Wei expressionlessly, and then said, "It seems that the battle has come to an end, congratulations, you survived." ”

"No, there isn't." Tang Shanhao, a black-faced young man, hurried back to everyone's side with heavy steps, he hugged the doctor's corpse, and announced to everyone in a deep voice: "No, the battle has just begun. ”

And Su Wei had already seen a ghost, pointing to a young man in jeans and a young man in a broken white shirt quietly beside Tang Shanhao, looking like he had seen a ghost.

"You! You! How are you still alive? ”