Boom!
Yao Wudi's eyes turned red, as if they were about to bleed. His killing intent was almost tangible.
"Die!" He was almost overwhelmed by anger. His only thought was that he had to kill Yao Buqi.
"I'm afraid you don't have the ability to kill me." Zhou Shu laughed, his body swaying.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
From time to time, a branch would slap Yao Wudi's face. Although it wasn't even strong enough to tickle him, and the damage wasn't much, it was extremely insulting.
Yao Wudi attacked crazily for a long time, but he didn't even touch the corner of Yao Buqi's clothes. Instead, he was whipped dozens of times by Yao Buqi's branches, some of which even landed on his face!
This was because Yao Buqi didn't use much force in his attacks. Otherwise, Yao Wudi would have lost long ago.
