Ultimate God Of Death

He's going to do a trick!

Ye Feng quickly turned to face general Derek. Just as he turned to try to get up from the ground, general Derek suddenly bent down, wrapped his arms around Ye Feng's upper body and tightly imprisoned the latter.

What is this? Shit! With skill!?

Ye Feng, who is subdued, knows what general Derek will do next!

"General Derek, the boss is going to use his unique skill! Shake your arm and fall over your shoulder!"

The three mercenaries were still leaning on the brahsha holy stone. When they waved the flag and shouted for general Derek, they did not notice that the brahsha holy stone they were relying on was shining blue. The place where the three mercenaries came into contact with the holy stone has begun to gradually turn pale cyan and spread all over their body at a speed visible to the naked eye

"Ah ah!" baldheaded general Derek raised Ye Feng's whole body. He tied his arms tightly around Ye Feng's waist and let the latter stand upside down with his head. General Derek stood up straight and was about to use his killing skill.

"Lao Tze is waiting for this time!" Ye Feng, who has completely fallen into the downwind, suddenly laughed and began to exert his arms.

"What!?" when general Derek was surprised, Ye Feng made a sudden force at the waist and got rid of general Derek's imprisonment. Ye Feng held general Derek's hand tightly with his left hand and made a textbook arm fall.

Ye Feng forced his waist to turn to the ground. The whole person wrapped around general Derek and fell to the ground. Ye Feng supported the ground with his right hand. With the inertia of body dumping, he threw general Derek face up and fell heavily to the ground. This series of actions were completed at one go, which surprised the eyes of the three mercenaries.

"Judging from your figure and attack mode, I know your unique skill must be wrestling skills. Your moves... Just what I know..." Ye Feng lay on the ground with blood on his face and said to general Derek with a bad smile.

"Damn..." general Derek was hurt by the fall, trembling all over and said to Ye Feng behind him.

"He broke general Derek's trick!"

"How possible!"

"General Derek, boss, kill this boy!"

"I won, bald big wook!"

Ye Feng stood behind general Derek sitting on the ground and pressed his right hand on the latter's bald head. He wanted to kill general Derek at one fell swoop! General Derek, who was already on his plate from Ye Feng's point of view, suddenly turned his head and smiled strangely at Ye Feng, which made the latter very unhappy.

"What are you laughing at? Ah?"

"You can't win me... You can't win me!" general Derek looked at Ye Feng with a grim smile, without the slightest sense of being in a desperate situation.

"You say you're m!!!" Ye Feng kicked general Derek in the back of the head and kicked the latter five or six meters away. To Ye Feng's horror, it was enough to break the skull of ordinary people. It just made a hole in the back of general Derek's head, not even much blood.

damn!? This guy has practiced iron head skill!?

General Derek took the opportunity to stand up from the ground. Facing the flying feet of Ye Feng, general Derek met him with his right leg, and the two attacked each other with their legs. For a while, the two fell into a stalemate. They began a ten percent attack and completely gave up defense.

"Wow!!!"

"Kill him! General Derek!"

"Kill him!"

Ye Feng knew that he had just cracked general Derek's trick, and now it should work. Although big bald is still very hard, Ye Feng is still a little better in terms of leg Kung Fu!

But Ye Feng will not underestimate the enemy. General Derek is so tall and his movements are surprisingly neat. This is a powerful opponent, far more than Ye Feng expected, and the result of this battle is still unknown. Ye Feng knows that he must get rid of general Derek before he shows his unique skill again!

"Drink! Come to war! General Derek!"

"Come on! Asshole!" general Derek responded to Ye Feng's war roar and elbowed Ye Feng on the head. War! Men never step back!

In the hand to hand fight, Ye Feng and general Derek punched at the same time and wiped their scalp almost at the same time to avoid each other's attack.

But Ye Feng leaked a flaw in this confrontation. The reason is very simple: his arm is shorter than general Derek's.

"Shit!" Ye Feng whispered in his heart. He knew the consequences of his full punch not hitting, and general Derek would never miss this opportunity.

"Boy, your swing range is too big! You dare to underestimate me, asshole!" general Derek suddenly accelerated and put his arms around Ye Feng's neck, which is a powerful falling skill! He threw Ye Feng to the ground. General Derek rode on Ye Feng's body and made a move to control Ye Feng's body completely. The latter was pressed on the ground and could only put up his arms to protect the key of his upper body.

"Kill him! General Derek!!"

"Well done, sir!!!"

"Kill him! Sir! Kill him!"

General Derek did not respond to the three mercenaries who were surrounded by crazy people. He said to Ye Feng with a grim smile:

"Boy, remember... My unique skills are not just a few falls."

"Say you're fat, you're still panting! You're afraid that I'll crack your moves again, so you don't dare to compete with me with wrestling skills!" Ye Feng is the kind of master who will never suffer a loss. Even if he is riding a horse with a bald head, he can't lose in momentum!

"Hum... Whatever you say! I admit that you are strong, but I have the upper hand in terms of height, weight, length of hands and feet, and even the most basic strength! You are fast, and your speed and sensitivity can be justified... But this battle... I won!" when general DRICK said this, Ye Feng was very unhappy with the confidence in his eyes.

"The villain died, but you didn't make complaints about it!"?

"Don't you know? You have a big weakness, but I don't." general Derek's words made Ye Feng feel tight. Weakness? I did, didn't you?

"If you don't know, I'll tell you!" general Derek roared at Ye Feng. His hands tightly grabbed Ye Feng's coat, twisted Ye Feng's neck with Ye Feng's clothes, and tried to suffocate Ye Feng to death.

"You know what? The weakness you have, but I don't have is your clothes!"

Shit! Strangled neck!

Ye Feng slapped general Derek's arm with his fists, but in the face of the big bald head with muscles all over his body, Ye Feng's weak struggle did not have any effect, but made general Derek's anger more victorious.

"Boy, it's useless. You can't hit my key! Go to hell!"