A Plan to Use His Head

Upon hearing this, their opponents were nearly driven mad with anger.

They hadn't expected King of the Underworld to be so eloquent.

They were immediately at a loss for words to refute.

There was a moment of silence.

At the same time.

Another person failed.

"How so."

"I could definitely do it."

"It's all your fault! You finished the game too quickly, which affected me."

The defeated man glared venomously at Su Zhan and Qi Liang.

He clearly felt that it wasn't his own lack of ability, but rather that these two people had influenced him; it was their fault, and had nothing to do with him.

And they even attacked Su Zhan and Qi Liang.

As soon as he made a move, King of the Underworld and Elder Chen, who Qi Liang, immediately joined the attack.

It's important to understand that interruptions are not allowed at this point, and Su Zhan and Qi Liang cannot fight back on their own; they can only rely on others.

Others were also nervous. These two were the most likely to open the Heavenly Painting Hall. If only Su Zhan had a problem, it wouldn't matter; they would feel relieved. But what if Qi Liang also had a problem? What if no one could open the Heavenly Painting Hall in the end?

If Qi Liang were to have a problem first, even if they disliked Su Zhan, they would still hope that he could persevere. It could be said that their feelings at this moment were very complicated.

In the blink of an eye, King of the Underworld and Elder Chen, who were the first and fastest to react, arrived behind Su Zhan and Qi Liang. They felt that stopping a Sword Cultivator whose strength was inferior to their own was no problem at all.

They weren't too worried, but they hadn't expected that the person would use a Puppet artifact; what they were blocking was a Puppet.

The real him has already appeared between Su Zhan and Qi Liang.

He thrust his sword at Su Zhan with one hand and struck Qi Liang with his palm with the other. He intended to defeat both of them. His eyes were filled with madness, showing that he had lost his mind. Otherwise, even if he was unwilling, he would not have stood in front of King of the Underworld and Elder Chen to attack the two of them, not to mention that there were other people watching.

The person who asked him to come here to help was now starting to panic.

If this person succeeds, he will inevitably be the target of their anger. Although he spoke rudely to King of the Underworld along with others, it was because they were on the opposite side of King of the Underworld at that moment, and because they outnumbered him, he was not afraid.

But if King of the Underworld later realized that Su Zhan was only targeting him, then he really wouldn't be a match for King of the Underworld. After all, no one else would help him, and they might even feel angry at him for losing two of the most likely people to open the Heavenly Painting Hall because of the people he invited. At this moment, his hands and feet turned cold, and he subconsciously stopped breathing.

The fishbone seemed to be in pain, and the Elder of Underworld Mountain also tried to stop it, but the distance between them was too great, and they naturally couldn't protect Su Zhan in time. In a flash, a figure appeared next to Su Zhan, pressed down on the man's shoulder with one hand, broke it, removed it, and threw it away, all in one smooth motion.

The man screamed, and his palm, which was aimed at Qi Liang, stopped abruptly less than an inch away from Qi Liang.

Qi Liang didn't stop moving, not even the slightest pause or panic, but he let out a long breath, which showed that he was not without worry or tension.

At the same time, Su Zhan also saw who had helped him.

"The God of Chaos."

What are you doing here?

King of the Underworld frowned.

The God of Chaos sneered upon hearing this.

Is there a problem?

"If it weren't for me, Young Master Su would have been interrupted by now."

"Furthermore, if we attack too many people, they'll discover us."