Bore Shana swept a cold glance, causing Ye Cang's hair to stand on end.

Ye Cang thought, "This really is a wicked woman who cuts off people's descendants!"

Suddenly!

Ye Cang only felt a cold draft coming at his crotch.

"Not good!"

Before the words were out of his mouth, Bore Shana's strange, swift kick was about to hit Ye Cang's eggs.

Ye Cang immediately clamped his legs together, flipped over, and used his own weight combined with rotational force to throw Bore Shana away.

"Holy crap... that was close!!!"

Looking at Ye Cang again, cold sweat had already slid down his cheeks.

It can be seen that no matter how indifferent a person is, they will be afraid of having their ancestral hall demolished.

Before Bore Shana could recover, Ye Cang unleashed a soccer shot, kicking her in the head with a big foot.

Bang!

After being kicked in the head by Ye Cang, Bore Shana's body spun like a rapidly rotating windmill, flying out counterclockwise upside down.

Ye Cang thought, "What a pity... If I were at full health, this kick, even if it couldn't kick her into the sky, would be enough to leave her with only a sliver of health."

Shahebs bit his teeth and stood up with difficulty, clutching his abdomen.

"Huff... huff... huff..." After standing up, Shahebs was still adjusting his breathing, hoping to recover to a combat-ready state as soon as possible.

Suddenly! Bore Shana pushed off the ground and rushed forward, delivering a sprinting side kick to Shahebs's cheek.

Ye Cang anxiously reminded him, "Friend! Be careful!"

Before the words were out of his mouth.

Only to hear... bang!

Shahebs was sent flying more than twenty meters, like a sandbag being beaten badly, his body leaning back, his feet leaving the ground and lifting into the air.

Don't underestimate this sprinting kick. This seemingly ordinary leg technique is actually a linear kick that can maximize both power and speed.

In another nebula, there is an ancient boxing style called Muay Thai.

This fighting technique is also known as the Eight Limbs Art.

It is a killing technique that uses the human body's fists, feet, elbows, and knees to fight.

In that country, their kings would ride on elephants to conquer all around.

And this linear kicking technique was specifically derived to target the limbs of elephants.

The power of this kick is such that even an ordinary person using it can break an elephant's leg.

Bore Shana looked at Shahebs... and after confirming that this guy had been beaten into a state of lingering breath...

She said to Ye Cang, "Now it's just you and me... Let's see how long you can be arrogant!"

Whoosh!

Bore Shana flashed in close, about to unleash a palm strike!

Ye Cang, in his near-death state, knew that his physical strength could no longer support standard evasive maneuvers.

"Looks like I can only use rogue tactics."

In an instant, Ye Cang's body lay flat and fell backwards rapidly.

Rou! Bore Shana's attack missed.

She looked at Ye Cang falling straight back, stiffly, and thought her opponent had lost his ability to fight.

Just as Bore Shana walked over to check!

Ye Cang immediately slapped his palms on the ground, delivering a Thomas-flair kick, catching Bore Shana off guard.

Bang! Bang!

Two revolving kicks containing the Light Flame, both with the overlapping force of rotational acceleration, the fire rushing towards Bore Shana like a ferocious beast.

Whoosh!!!

Bore Shana didn't have time to defend, and the blazing flames instantly engulfed her entire body.

After a moment... Bore Shana, tormented by the burning of the Light Flame, rolled around on the ground, wailing non-stop.

Taking advantage of Bore Shana's cessation of torment...

Ye Cang, at the end of his rope, fell to the ground with a thud, panting heavily.

And Shahebs, at this time, had already been beaten into a state of blurred consciousness.

"Water... I want to drink water..."

Hearing this, the Tide Elf, Tian Pu, hurriedly came to Shahebs and fed him a can of flower honey.

Glug... glug... Shahebs gulped down the can of flower honey in a frenzy.

Instantly!

Shahebs only felt that after drinking the flower honey, his consciousness began to gradually clear, and the power within his body, with the help of the honey, recovered to about thirty percent.

Shahebs asked Tian Pu, "Can you give me another can?"

Tian Pu handed him another can of flower honey.

Shahebs ran towards Ye Cang, holding the flower honey, "Drink this, it will help our injuries."

Ye Cang took the flower honey and drank it all in one gulp.

Shahebs asked, "How is it? How much of your strength do you feel has recovered?"

Ye Cang replied, "Less than thirty percent."

Shahebs smiled, "It doesn't matter. If you and I join forces, even with less than sixty percent of our strength... you and I will definitely be able to win this battle!"

The two looked at each other and smiled...

Yes... the brotherhood of men is often just a fist bump, an encouraging hug, a word of brother, a sentence of peace.

No need for extravagance, no need for brocade... no need for any scheming, nor too much explanation, and no dazzling, drunken revelry.

Men, ah... are just like that. Both with the magnificent waves of heroism and the unhurried rainbow of spirit.

Shahebs gathered his strength and leaped into the air.

"Sand Burial!"

With a poof! A torrent of sand appeared in the sky, enough to bury a deep pool.

The sand, covering the sky and the sun, poured down towards Bore Shana like a tidal wave of sand.

Poof!

A loud muffled sound was heard, and Bore Shana, in the blink of an eye, had already been buried underground by the Sand Burial.