Chapter 164: Battle 4
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"You bastard, kill me if you have the ability!"
Han Weili roared inexplicablely. No one saw him. His face was full of blood and his arm was trampled and fractured.
However, Ouyang Zihao wanted to torture him and kill him, completely ignored his shouts.
Ouyang Zihao's eyes flashed with vicious light and tormenting pleasure. He raised his right foot in heavy boots again, aimed at Han Weili's other arm, and fell down.
"Kka!"
"Ah!"
Han Weili let out a sad scream, his left arm was unnaturally twisted, and the bones inside were completely broken. He stared at Ouyang Zihao with red eyes and wanted to eat his meat and drink his blood.
Hearing Han Weili screaming again, the members of the mage hall outside the ring woke up and used their skills to attack the ring one after another. Xiao Teng angrily wanted to stop him, but saw Xiao Jing shaking his head at him.
"Bum! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Those mages who wanted to go to the ring to support Han Weili were all bounced down by the Holy Light. The weak fell from a height of two or three meters and immediately screamed.
"What a bunch of rubbish."
Xiao Jing looked at all this with a mysterious smile on his face, while Xiao Teng grew his mouth and was surprised.
"Well, Han Weili is still alive. He's been playing for a while."
Xie Feng pondered and suddenly realized that Han Weili's breath had become normal again, so she gave up the idea of grabbing people immediately.
Who let Han Weili provoke him before? Xie Feng is a little resister.
In the ring, Han Wei looked at Ouyang Zihao with shocking eyes, just because his broken hands were actually healed, and his teeth also grew out.
The reason is just that Ouyang Zihao waved his hand and a white light sank into his head.
But the next moment, Han Weili's face turned pale. What did Ouyang Zihao save himself? There is only one answer, and then abuse yourself.
"Little miscellaneous... Don't go too much."
Han Weili opened his mouth unwillingly and saw Ouyang Zihao's smiling eyes, and immediately swallowed the "little bastard" into his stomach.
"At least I'm also from the Mage's Hall. I don't want this sword. Why don't you stop here?"
Han Weili adjusted his mood and said almost at the request.
"Oh? Are you begging me?
Ouyang Zihao squatted down and looked at Han Weili lying on the ground with a cold look, but with a smile on his face.
With this creepy smile, Han Weili barely nodded.
"Boom!"
When the strong wind hit, Han Weili's teeth fell off again, and his body was kicked and rolled around a few times.
"What are you and deserve to beg me?"
Ouyang Zihao withdrew his right foot and the blood on his heavy boots disappeared by itself. He said to Han Weili in a tone of treating ants.
Han Willy struggled on the ground a few times and finally barely stood up. There was a hot pain on his face, and at least five teeth were kicked out.
"Little bastard... you and I will never die!"
Han Weili's eyes flashed a strong resentment and said slowly in a tone comparable to a villain.
"Do you still have the strength to threaten me? Ha ha."
Ouyang Zihao's face suddenly darkened. He put away his hypocritical smile and sneered.
Han Weili grinned and replied without showing weakness: "You'd better kill me today, otherwise the whole Ouyang family will die. If women are sold to orcs as sex slaves, and men are killed, you will all die! Jie Jie!"
Han Willy said nervously, and finally laughed ferociously.
The conversation between Ouyang Zihao and Han Weili was far less loud than Han Weili's screaming, so the people outside did not hear it, but Xie Feng heard it. He stared at Shengguang with great interest to see if Ouyang Zihao had the patience to torture Han Weili.
Hearing Han Weili's words, Ouyang Zihao was silent for a while, and the expression on his face slowly disappeared and became numb, like a dead man.
"To be honest, I haven't seen anyone looking for death like you."
After a long time, Ouyang Zihao slowly opened his mouth and said in a sigh.
"I wanted to break your five limbs, let you taste the taste of the useless man and the eunuch, and then cut 9,999 knives on your body, cut you into a human stick, and finally restore you to your original state and reincarnation hundreds of times."
Ouyang Zihao continued, but the content cooled Han Weili and Xie Feng.
Then, Ouyang Zihao put on a very regretful expression and said regretfully, "It's a pity that you have provoked me again and again, and I'm not so patient to practice knife skills with you, so what?"
Ouyang Zihao's face changed in vain and became extremely cold, and his eyes were also as cold as ice.
"I represent the holy God of light, giving sin heresies and burning!"
"Holy Light Sanctions!"
Ouyang Zihao's words fell, and the rope from nowhere tied Han Weili, and then a white cross appeared in front of Ouyang Zihao.
The rope produced great power in vain, bringing Han Weili to the cross.
"Bang!"
Han Willie's body fell uncontrollably to the cross, and then the shackles on the cross locked Han Willie's hands, feet and necks.
"Hell, heresy."
Ouyang Zihao said indifferently, and the blazing fire rose from the bottom of the cross. Han Weili's legs were in the fire, as if there were countless sharp needles stinging. Coupled with the extremely high temperature, Han Weili soon couldn't stand the screaming.
A minute later, Han Weili's legs had been burned numb, and there was no more flesh and blood on his legs, all of which were a mixture of charred unknown objects and bones.
After the white fire burned the legs, it spread up to the waist, and the feeling of pain hit again. But what Han Weili could do was to struggle weakly and then make a few faint hoarse screams. He had already lost the strength to scream, and his throat was almost broken.
"How is this taste compared to death?"
Ouyang Zihao said jokingly, and his eyes looking at Han Weili were full of sarcasm.
"... bastard, grandpa... I can still... be quite."
Han Weili tried his best and said a sentence intermittently, with a disdainful smile on his pale face.
Ouyang Zihao's face suddenly turned pale, and his hands were clenched hard, and the white fire was obviously more vigorous.
"Then you can wait to be burned into an undead, flesh and bloodless, but thoughtful, living dead."
After Ouyang Zihao finished speaking, he stood straight aside. He had plenty of time.
Han Weili heard that he was going to become an undead, a living dead man, and his heart was extremely bitter. He planned to become a human hero and savior, but now he will become a skeleton shelf, a dead...
This is my retribution for being too domineering and unreasonable.
is that there will be no chance to make up for the mistakes made in the future.
Outside the ring, Xie Feng looked a little moved and had a little admiration for Han Weili for the first time.
He has observed that the white flame of this cross, similar to the fire of the soul when Xiao Huang burned him, can burn the soul, but the white flame also hurts the body at the same time.
At that time, he was only burned for five minutes, and Han Weili said it was 20 minutes at least.
And the white flame slowly burned under the control of Ouyang Zihao, and the pain rose to a higher level.
There is no reason why Xie Feng can not admire Han Weili for such a long time.
However, what Xie Feng doesn't understand is that as a dark elemental body, the white flame will double the damage to him!
Han Willie's pain has also doubled!
"Let's see how long he can last and save people."
Xie Feng made up his mind that his attitude towards Han Weili has changed slightly, from arresting people to saving people.
There is also the most critical point. Xie just told him that this Han Weili is very suitable for the promotion version of the dark mage. Xie Feng can consider taking him as his younger brother.
Dead mage... Thinking of the undead mage riding the Frostbone dragon with thousands of skeletons and other undead creatures when playing games, Xie Feng's heart was hot. However, if Han Weili's character is as bad as Xie Feng, Xie Feng will not take him in.
On the ring, the holy light was shrouded in white flames, and Han Weili was burned without saying a word.
Although the flame has spread to his chest and his arms have been almost burned, Han Weili still does not look good for Ouyang Zihao.
And from time to time, there is weak sarcasm.
"Grandson... Grandpa, I... Really... Mom regrets not... fucking you."
With such rude abuse, Ouyang Zihao would increase the flame angrily at the beginning, and finally he was directly immune. He closed his eyes and didn't look at Han Weili.
Han Weili smiled bitterly when he saw this. Even the last means and scolding were useless. It seemed that he still had to become an undead.
I'm not willing...
Suddenly, a burst of warmth rose from the heart, which was the birthplace of Han Weili's starry sky lines. Han Weili felt this warmth and was obviously stunned.
"At this time, do you want to break through... What's the use!"
Han Weili is very aggrieved and didn't break through earlier. Now it's useless to break through. Is it burned again after recovering his body?
Han Wiley will not naively think that he can defeat Ouyang Zihao just by entering the middle of silver. Even whether he can escape the cross is a question.
Xie Feng outside the ring also felt that Han Weili's weak breath increased a little. After being slightly stunned, his face turned strange.
At this time, breakthrough... Do you think of the breakthrough in the novel?
After careful sensing, the three-dimensional image feedback in his mind showed that the white flame had burned to Han Weili's neck, and his heart was about to burn out. Xie Feng shook his head and decided to take action now.
"Boom!"
A tyrannical, bloody and fierce momentum against Ouyang Zihao rose to the sky. In less than a second, the holy light covering the ring dissipated.
reveals the inhuman Han Weili in the ring.
Ouyang Zihao's face was dignified, and his eyes were deeply vigilant. He glanced at everyone below, but only Xie Feng missed it.
People who don't know why looked at the miserable Han Weili and couldn't bear to look at him.
Even people who have been bullied by Han Weili look at Han Weili with sympatheting eyes.
"Ouyangzi... Lord Ouyang, you see, Han Weili is like this. Let him go."
Suddenly, a hesitant voice sounded. Ouyang Zihao narrowed his eyes and saw that he was a young man about the same age as him.
"Yes, you have to forgive others and forgive others. Let him go. His crimes are enough to make up for the murder."
"Let him go."
People opened one after another. They saw that Han Weili was abused so miserably, thinking that Ouyang Zihao avenged Confucius Long and Feng Haoxuan.
"Father, you think Han Weili is miserable enough, isn't it..."
Even Xiao Teng couldn't bear to open his mouth, but was stared at by Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing looked at Han Weili in a complicated and apologized silently in his heart.
This young man can't order by himself.
Han Weili looked at all this, and his nose was slightly sore, because among those who pleaded for him, he was bullied and robbed.
How can my former self be so beast? We are all earthlings!
Han Weili was very regretful, and a drop of dry tears flowed on his face.
Ouyang Zihao ignored them and still looked for them with cold eyes.
"Whoever, let him go when you've played enough, or the monster won't beat you."
Suddenly, a familiar frivolous voice sounded, with a domineering and tyrannical momentum.
Ouyangzi turned his head boldly and looked at Xie Feng with incredible eyes.
"You are the one just now?"
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