CHAPTER 1137: 1215: ARE YOU STUPID?

"Haoming, watch out!!"

When Dong Huiying arrived, she saw corpses scattered all over. Haoming was injured, just like those surrounding him.

This was a brutal battle.

That foolish man suddenly looked over at her, then froze like wood, completely still, forgetting where he was.

Someone raised a long knife to slash at the man’s neck, but he just stared foolishly at her, his eyes filled with emotion, and a misty light.

She shouted a warning while quickly drawing a dagger. With a whoosh, the dagger pierced the attacker’s forehead directly.

With a thud, the man fell back onto the ground. She gathered her energy and leaped, grabbing Haoming’s arm, pulling him behind her, and simultaneously drew a short sword hidden in her boot. Clang! She blocked a sword strike, then kicked with all her might, sending the attacker flying back dozens of meters, crashing into several of his companions. Finally, he clutched his chest, spewed a mouthful of blood, and collapsed dead in the snow.

"Are you dumb?!" A slap landed on the man’s head, her eyes red with anger.

The man was startled, "Wife..." She seemed taller; he lifted his hand, trembling slightly, to touch her face, then she slapped him again, forcing him back a step. Then, in the blizzard, her hair flying, she twisted and dove back into the battle.

It seemed she had never fought with such full strength as she did tonight.

Though she had innate divine strength, she had been carefully restraining it. Especially in daily life, interacting with her husband at home, fearing she might accidentally hurt them.

She had only one short sword, but her body was very agile. Her slender legs swept across, striking at someone’s wound, and then her short sword slashed across someone’s neck. With her palm clenched into a fist, she punched one person’s temple, caving in their skull halfway instantly.

The more she fought, the fiercer she became. The power within her seemed endless, continuously unleashed, until finally, she sent a palm strike through someone’s chest, her bloodstained hand penetrating through.

At this time, Da Bai had also arrived, Shujun and Yue Ning dismounting from Da Bai’s back.

"Why are you still dawdling!?" Shujun kicked Haoming in the butt, then took off his bulky, cumbersome cotton coat, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a random longsword from the ground, and rushed over to assist his wife.

Yue Ning glanced at Third Brother, secretly inching over to give Fourth Brother a kick, but Fourth Brother’s cold gaze stopped him!

"Uh, uh... I’ll go help Yingying!" He then untied the water pouch from his waist; it was intended for strong liquor, but because it was too cold, the liquor had frozen into a block of ice.

This water pouch surprisingly had a compartment.

He opened the compartment, and dozens of Poisonous Gu flew out, accompanied by continuous wails!

This night began with clouds obscuring the moon, but at some point, the clouds dispersed, and bright, radiant moonlight poured down.

Dong Huiying was covered in blood, on her body, face, and hands.

Her hand had pierced into someone’s chest, crushing their heart, and then coldly pulled her blood-soaked hand out of their body.

She exhaled deeply.

Innate Divine Strength.

No wonder eighty thousand souls viewed Dong Baowei as a god; she hadn’t been able to flexibly use the power within her before. If this divine power were fully unleashed, just how terrifying would it be?