As one might expect, Di Moyu wouldn't give it that chance and kept pressuring it.
"Today, you will die."
Di Moyu's words were filled with an unprecedented ruthlessness, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was almost possessed by a demon.
Some people may be able to remain calm when they are injured, but they can become extremely crazy when the people or things they cherish are injured.
Because that's where their real Achilles' heel lies!
"I will not die, but you will!"
Looking at Di Moyu before him, Ming Huashang's expression was grim. "I am merely an avatar, but if you die, you are destined to be unable to defeat me in this life. It's better to..."
"Even without me, I can still beat you."
Knowing that Ming Huashang wanted to make peace, Di Moyu remained unmoved, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his lips, "Because the one who will defeat you will not be me, but Yi'er, and you will die by her hand!"
"Won't!"
These words completely enraged Ming Huashang. It no longer cared about the terrifying tribulation lightning above its head, raised the Death Scythe, and swung it fiercely at Di Moyu, "I will kill you first, as for the others, they are no match for me!"
The calamity of the gods is terrifying, but it depends on who it is.
The intensity of the divine tribulation varies greatly from person to person. Only the divine tribulation of Emperor Moyu, who is a god-emperor, possesses such terrifying power, and only his divine tribulation can cause fatal damage to the demon god.
Therefore, once Di Moyu dies, no one will be able to stand against him!
Today, even if it means the destruction of my clones, I will kill him!
"bite…"
Feng Tian, his body crackling with lightning, charged forward with unstoppable momentum.
The two figures met amidst the lightning, each seeing absolute killing intent in the other's eyes.
In this situation, any external force is futile; they can only rely on their own strength to withstand the heavenly lightning, and only those who persevere to the end will be victors.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky; two figures descended like thunder gods, leaving scorched earth in their wake.
The terrifying power of lightning also put immense psychological pressure on the Yakshas present. Heavenly lightning was what they feared most, and this divine tribulation was the pinnacle of heavenly lightning. Every flash of lightning and thunder almost startled them.
This brief shock gave the human warriors a greater advantage; with each opening, they were able to successfully take the life of a Yaksha.
Human warriors are physically inferior to the Yakshas, and their strength is also weaker. Therefore, even with the presence of the rescue team, half of the original defenders have been killed or wounded.
But the Yaksha still has two-thirds left!
If it weren't for their weapons, the human warriors wouldn't have been able to hold on at all, and these weapons are the only thing they can rely on now.
"Senior Brother..."
By this point in the battle, Ji Fanya and the others had no chance to intervene and could only watch helplessly as terrifying bolts of lightning washed over Di Moyu.
Aside from feeling angry and heartbroken, there was nothing else they could do.
"Let's go help!"
After being suppressed, the ten Sky Yakshas were no longer able to resist and were all thrown directly into the moat.
As for the ending, the little nobody will tell them.
Zhan Wushuang and his companions had already suffered severe internal injuries due to the influence of the shadows, and then they fought a bloody battle with ten Sky Yakshas, almost exhausting their physical energy.
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