Chapter 82 Flood Dragon Entering the Sea

In most cases, the method of replacing injuries with injuries was very effective in one-to-one combat.

In a one-to-many situation, such a way of playing was to look for death.

What was more, it was hard for top-ranking players of the Joint-thoughts level to use injury-replacement tactics. If an expert at the peak of the Joint-thoughts level did not want to get hurt, unless his opponent was way too powerful, otherwise, basically, he could deplete the opponent.

This was the root of Wei Chongs confidence.

In the middle of the sky, the figures were interlaced.

At the same time, more than a dozen first-class masters acted. Cold sword light and knife energy pervaded the sky.

Li Mu looked into Wei Chongs eyes and smiled calmly.

He jumped up in the air, took a sword as his knife, and cut across the air.

Lightning Chopping.

A flash of lightning flashed across the night sky.

Puff!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the body rang.

Blood bloomed like flowers.

White bones broke like gravel.

Death blossomed in the brilliance of blade and blood.

Despair bred in the fusion of cold and darkness.

As the figures interlaced, there were a few fractured bodies that had lost their lives. In the mid-air, they fell to the ground and became meat paste with blood and death.

Shadows of people intertwined with each other.

Li Mu fell back onto the top of the flood dragon.

He had a few more wounds caused by knives and swords on his body and was shedding blood. His left leg was pierced and cut by a knife. The tip of the knife was left in his body. He was so seriously wounded as if he was cut hundreds of times. It made people feel cold all over if taking a look at him.

He exchanged his injury for that of others.

If a general warrior, even a first-class master, suffered such