The second person who traveled through time and space and became a pig

"Your trick has no effect on me at all!"

With a roar, Longdi's strong and powerful arm was suddenly raised, and his fist as big as a casserole, wrapped in a fierce gust of wind, rushed straight forward to kill.

At this moment, Hesir's face suddenly became solemn, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart. This was because at this moment, Longdi had already pounced in front of him like a ferocious beast, and the distance between the two sides was less than ten meters.

Such a close distance is undoubtedly extremely disadvantageous to Hesir, a magician. After all, in this situation, facing a warrior with almost the same strength as himself, the magician's relatively fragile body and slow attack speed often become a fatal weakness.

Lundi's hideous face became increasingly clear in Hesir's pupils. Every muscle tremor and every fierce look seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul.

Hesir gritted his teeth and waved the staff in his hand desperately, trying to condense an extremely solid magic shield in front of him to resist the impending heavy blow.

However, despite his best efforts, time slipped through his fingers like quicksand. Seeing Lundy's iron fist getting closer and closer, Heshil could even feel the suffocating sense of oppression sweeping over him.

"Alas..." Tian Ye, who was watching the battle not far away, couldn't help but sigh. He really couldn't bear to watch it any longer. If he allowed this fierce battle to continue endlessly, with his men fighting against the opponent's men one by one, he really didn't know when the winner would be decided.

Moreover, in the past few days, Tian Ye had been so busy that he had not been able to get a moment of peace, let alone a good rest. Therefore, he really did not want to let this fierce battle drag on for too long.

Longdi only felt a black shadow flash before his eyes, and before he could react, his fist hit Diye's broad and solid chest! However, at this moment, a huge force like a tidal wave surged along his arm like an out-of-control beast.

This force was so powerful that it was completely beyond Longdi's control. It moved up his arm at an astonishing speed, causing muscles to tense and bones to tremble wherever it passed. Then, Longdi's entire body seemed to be pushed back by an invisible big hand, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.

During the backward flight, Longdi clearly heard a crisp "crack" sound, followed by a piercing pain in his arm. He looked down in horror and saw that his once strong arm had been twisted and deformed, and the sound of bones breaking was endless. It was obvious that the blow just now had caused a severe injury to his arm, a direct comminuted fracture!

With a whoosh sound, like an arrow shot from a bow, the Dwarf Lord came flying from behind at lightning speed.

Just now, when he heard the crisp "click" sound, his heart suddenly tightened and he secretly said that it was not good. Because the incident happened suddenly and the distance was a little far, he was not able to clearly see what the pig-headed man in front of him did.

If he had known that the situation was so critical, he would definitely not sit idly by and would have helped early. You know, Long Di is a fierce general under his command! His fighting ability is outstanding among many of his troops. If Long Di really encountered any unexpected situation, it would undoubtedly have a direct and serious impact on his overall strength.

"In my opinion, there is no need for others to fight repeatedly. Do you want to come together or one by one?" Tian Ye said to the Dwarf Lord and the High Priest.

"Then let me first experience the power of the Pig-Headed Man's sacrifice!"

The dwarf lord looked at his injured subordinate Longka with a sharp gaze. Although Longka's fist bones were shattered, he was not in danger of death. The big man lord breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully handed Longka to another subordinate beside him and patted his shoulder to indicate that he should take good care of the injured.

Then the dwarf lord turned to face the field and shouted:

"This pig-headed man has already named me and the high priest and challenged them to a duel. If no one of us dares to step forward to fight him, wouldn't that mean we would lose face and courage?"

Hearing this, Tian Ye still had a faint smile on his face and responded:

"Haha, in that case, then well! Let's have a good fight. If you really have the ability to defeat me, then I will no longer manage all the lands of this huge Longwei Empire, and you can do whatever you want with it!"

After saying this, Tian Ye crossed his arms across his chest, his eyes revealing a hint of confidence and provocation.

The short but imposing lord naturally did not dare to delay at all. He suddenly opened his broad and powerful palms, a cold light flashed, and an extremely exquisite dagger appeared in his hand.

This short sword exudes an eye-catching brilliance, as if it has life. Looking closely, the blade is engraved with dense and intricate runes. These runes are like ancient codes, containing endless power and secrets.

At first, when the dagger was first held in the hand, the runes seemed a little dim, as if they did not show their true power.

However, at the moment it touched the skin of the dwarf lord, a miracle happened! The runes on the dagger lit up quickly like a ignited flame, shining with dazzling light. These lights intertwined together to form a series of dazzling rays of light, enveloping the entire dagger.

As the runes lit up, the dagger seemed to be reborn, and the aura it exuded suddenly became powerful and mysterious. The originally cold and hard blade was trembling slightly at this moment, as if it couldn't wait to show its sharpness. Under the reflection of the light, you can clearly see the sharp cold light flashing on the blade, leaving no doubt that it can easily tear apart any enemy that stands in its way.

The dagger gave the dwarf lord a lot more confidence. This dagger probably accompanied the dwarf lord through many battles, and each time he won. That's why it gave the dwarf lord so much confidence.

Without any hesitation, the dwarf lord rushed towards the field with a broken knife in hand. He did not say anything, as only the winner had the final say.