What If I Can’t Die?

"What if I can't die (

"His Royal Highness, he has killed more people than Li Guo on the other side."

"Why don't we retreat, or the whole army will be wiped out if this continues."

"You can't die like this for nothing."

If it wasn't for Gan Wuji who was right next to him, some people would probably run away.

But even if it is to escape, now there is Li Guo in the front and the blood-clothed old ghost in the back, the difficulty is not small.

"Hahaha!"

On Li Guo's side, a young man wearing rattan armor, bronze skin, and braided hair laughed loudly: "Qian Wuji, hand over the token and let you go, or you will all die here."

Qian Wuji's spear is like a dragon, unleashing a powerful attack to block Li Guo's long-range attack, his body trembles.

"how so!"

He can't accept the current situation.

These hundred or so people are all his team, the future of Gan country is half dead now, how will he do business when he goes back?

"Old ghost in blood, I am at odds with you!"

Gan Wuji was so angry that his eyes were bleeding blood. He wanted to kill the thief, but he couldn't do anything to the old ghost in blood.

"You shouldn't tell the other side this, what are you telling me?"

Song Shi was speechless: "It was their sneak attack that gave me a chance, otherwise I couldn't have been so relaxed,"

"His Royal Highness, calm down, Li Guo is the biggest threat now, shall we retreat first?"

Qin Zhengchong reminded and gave a suggestion: "Give part of the Langya Token to the blood-clothed old ghost, and let them bite dogs."

"Do as you say and get out as soon as possible!"

Qian Wuji didn't hesitate, he knew that every time he dragged his breath, one more person might die.

"Old ghost in blood, don't you want points, here are 500 points for you!"

Qin Zhengchong threw out a token with five hundred points on it, shining with a strong light.

This kind of points usually requires at least defeating hundreds of people to collect so many points, which is basically half of their gains. Now that they are handed over to others, even he feels a little distressed.

Song Shi took it by accident. He almost forgot that there was still this one. He is still in the trial and needs points to rank.

Silk threads suddenly shot out from the token, like a spider web entangled him, restricting his movements.

When he received the token and was entangled, Qian Wuji took the opportunity to retreat sideways.

Seeing this, Li Ba snorted coldly: "All arrows are fired!"

The eyes of all the archers flashed, mana surged from their bodies, multiple arrows condensed on the bows and arrows, and they all shot out with a single pull.

Countless arrows with various colors of light shot at Gan Wuji and the others and Song Shi, clearly wanting to kill Song Shi.

Song Shi looked at the arrows in the sky, and calmly put away the token and the magic weapon Blood Dragon.

He can die, but the magic weapon cannot be damaged.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Qian Wuji blocked the arrow and retreated quickly, while Song Shi was shot into the hornet's nest.

He took one last look and found that Song Shihua disappeared in a burst of light, and he knew that these arrows did not cause fatal injuries to this person at all.

"Li Ba, I've suffered from this person, I don't believe you won't suffer."

He sneered in his heart, and quickly left with his posture.

Song Shi came back to life from a distance.

When he rushed out of the formation just now, he set the resurrection point far away, intending to leave, but now it seems that it is unnecessary.

Seeing that instead of chasing Qian Wuji and the others, he faced the monk Li Guo who rushed towards him, he muttered: "It seems that the temptation of points is even greater."

Others cared about the points, but he happily checked his chances for the lottery, and his heart was full of joy.

I saw the familiarity in the column of lottery chances, which has reached thirty-two!

He killed more than 20 geniuses just now, plus the previous accumulation, he reached the current number in one fell swoop.

Even if it is ten consecutive draws, it can come three times.

"There are a lot of treasures to be drawn out now, and I feel like I can't use them all up."

Song Shi found that he had a lot of resources now, he had drawn them out and obtained them from other sources...but he couldn't die, and his physical body was so strong that he couldn't use many things.

"What is this old ghost doing in a daze? Could there be an explosion?"

Seeing Song Shi not moving at all, Li Ba became vigilant instead.

Gan Wuji's fate is in front of him, he dare not underestimate this pervert.

"Nothing, I was thinking you guys just shot me."

Song Shiluo fell on Li Ba: "Gan Wuji said that killing them was treason, and I was thinking whether to kill some of you to ensure fairness."

"..."

Li Ba felt weird, after fighting for so long, the mana of this old ghost has not been exhausted, and now he still wants to attack them?

He stared at Song Shi and probed secretly, but he couldn't see through it. On the surface, he smiled and said: "It was an accidental injury just now. Your Excellency, give me the token, and you can leave safely."

"My stuff, if you want it, just come and get it."

Song Shi put his hands behind his back, and had no intention of taking out the token.

"Old ghost in blood, I admire your ability, but you want to offend people from the two dynasties in succession?"

Li Ba said in a threatening tone.

"This Li Ba is really cunning, he wants to overwhelm others with power."

"I just don't know if the blood-clothed old ghost is afraid, after all this Li Ba represents the royal family of the Li Kingdom."

"Let's not talk about Li Guo, even a big job is enough for him to drink a pot."

The monks watching the play looked at each other, wondering how the blood-clothed old ghost would choose.

Song Shi sighed: "Things are getting bigger and bigger, it's a bit troublesome."

He really didn't think about offending the two royal families.

"Hand over the token, and I can leave you one hundred."

Li Ba thought Song Shi was afraid~www.wuxiahere.com~ with a proud expression: "Not only that, I can also allow you to join us and give you a certain amount of protection."

Song Shi dismissed the word asylum: "Go away, I am free and I don't need anyone's protection."

"Old ghost in blood, I gave you a chance, don't regret it because you didn't take it."

Li Ba's tone was tough, he admitted that the blood-clothed old ghost had some abilities, but no matter how powerful he was, he was still alone, and could make Gan Wuji suffer, it was purely because they involved most of the power.

"You are threatening me here, have you ever thought that you might end up with Wuji and the others?"

Song Shi looked indifferently at the monks following Li Ba, some shield soldiers and some archers, they looked more flexible, but in fact he was really not afraid of this kind of team.

As long as he can't be suppressed, killing these people is only a matter of time.

Li Ba's pupils contracted slightly, where did this blood-clothed old ghost have the confidence to dare to speak like this at this moment.

"Are you trying to scare me on purpose, or is this really the case?"

Li Ba squinted his eyes, unable to be sure for a moment.

"Why, if you don't grab it, I'll do it!"

A scene that made everyone dumbfounded appeared, Song Shi actually took the initiative to attack in the face of a hundred times the number of people himself.

"Damn, is this guy crazy?"

When Li Ba saw Song Shi rushing over, he was a little messed up.

He really wanted to ask this old ghost, why can he still rush?

In desperation, he could only order: "Shoot the arrow!"

"what!"

Before the arrow was shot, the figure was shaking, and an archer had his neck broken.

At close range, Song Shi has already comprehended the true meaning of shrinking the ground to an inch. These monks who have not formed a formation are just living targets.

"To be fair, I'll kill some of you too." Song Shi said in an unquestionable tone and disappeared again.