Taorou was still yelling loudly: "My uncle and aunt hate you very much. They have so many good things in their hands that they can kill you with just one thing. I wonder what you are still pretending to be here!"

What Shi Yingxue wanted to say was what she said. She pretended to be very scared and said in horror: "What good thing?!"

As expected, Taorou took out the magic weapon in her hand, and saw that it was a square mirror, which looked ordinary and had no benefit.

However, some of the onlookers had already recognized the mirror and said happily: "Isn't that the reward of my junior competition? It's called the 'Wanhua Fangtian Mirror'. It is said that it can amplify one's pressure ten times. During the battle, It has a very powerful effect and is a reward given by the Wu family. However, because the leaders of that period were all female cultivators, they were not interested in it and took some small and exquisite magic weapons, so the mirror was returned to the Wu family."

Amplify the pressure?

If what this person said is true, then this battle is indeed difficult.

Huang Jidan, who was subdued by Tao Rou, suddenly raised her level to the middle stage of foundation building. Coupled with the Wanhua Fangtian Mirror, once the pressure was released, she could not move at all and could only be slaughtered.

"Bitch! Take your life!" Taorou shouted, and threw the Wanhua Square Mirror above her head. A ray of light as hot as the sun burst out from the mirror, and it enveloped Taorou silently.

Sure enough, the pressure on Tao Rou came from all directions, directly defeating the pressure that Shi Yingxue had stubbornly resisted.

"Bitch! Let me see how you can move!"

Taorou was not in a hurry to kill. She just walked over as if she was admiring flowers in the garden. She even stroked the beaded flowers on her head. The Wanhua Square Mirror followed her on her head. Step by step, the pressure did not decrease at all, but became stronger as she got closer.

Shi Yingxue felt as if her whole body was being pressed down by boulders, unable to move, but Taorou had already walked in front of her.

She pinched Shi Yingxue's chin hard, forcing Shi Yingxue to raise his head and look at her, sarcastically saying: "What, you can't speak now?"

Shi Yingxue raised the corners of her lips with difficulty, but didn't say much.

"Do you know why my uncle and aunt gave me this Wanhua Square Heavenly Mirror? It's just to let you, a little bitch, taste what it feels like to be crushed by a high-level monk and unable to move. My little uncle was defeated by the pressure of his master. You have lost your Dantian. No one is protecting you today, so I want you to taste this!" Taorou looked at Shi Yingxue with eyes full of gloating and ridicule.

However, no matter what she said, Shi Yingxue still looked like she didn't feel any pain or itch. This made Taorou very angry, and she felt angry. She raised her hand and slapped Shi Yingxue in the face, which made her face swollen.

Taorou tasted the pleasure of humiliating and torturing others. Originally, she wanted to kill Shi Yingxue with one move, but now she had a better idea.

She relied on the pressure of Shi Yingxue to be unable to move, so she tried her best to humiliate Shi Yingxue, punching and kicking Shi Yingxue until she vomited blood in her mouth, but she still felt it was not enough.

Seeing such cruelty, everyone couldn't bear it. Shi Yingxue was just a little girl. A person with such a heart was too vicious.

Her hands and feet were tired from beating, but she didn't realize that Shi Yingxue had quietly moved back a step during this atrocity. She followed Shi Yingxue, and the Wanhua Square Sky Mirror above her head also followed forward, but was struck by a branch. The branch was stuck, but she didn't check it at all.

Taorou had stepped out of the light of the Ten Thousand Flowers Square Heavenly Mirror. In an instant, Yingxue felt that the pressure on her body was much lessened. Although the pressure in the middle stage of foundation building also made her feel that it was difficult to move, it was not as difficult as before.

I can't move my head.

Taorou felt that she was tired of this cat and mouse game, so she finally took out her sword and stabbed Shi Yingxue hard into the heart.

Blood spurted out, but it wasn't Shi Yingxue who had been beaten by her just now and was unable to fight back. Shi Yingxue changed her position slightly, and the dagger in her hand was piercing Taorou's abdominal dantian.

This sword gathered almost all the essence of spiritual energy in Shi Yingxue's dantian, and stabbed the defenseless Taorou in the abdomen without any hindrance.

The pressure gradually disappeared, and Taorou looked down at her abdomen in disbelief.

There was a sharp sword stuck there, and blood was flowing down the blade.

No, the pain in the body is not the most painful. The pain of having a sharp weapon penetrated the Dantian and the pieces were broken is unbearable.

Taorou took two steps back, her face suddenly turned gray.

Shi Yingxue was still holding the scabbard she had taken out at some point in her hand. When she turned her wrist, the scabbard flew towards Taorou's head with strong wind, and hit the Wanhua Fangtian Mirror without any bias.

The precious Wanhua Square Heavenly Mirror was broken into several pieces in an instant.

Shi Yingxue wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of her mouth, held the hilt of the sword on Taorou's abdomen, exerted force with her feet, and pressed the sword against her body, took a few steps forward, and finally nailed her to death.

On the arena.

The blood gushing from Taorou's body sprayed all over her face, and she looked like an evil ghost crawling out of the sea of ​​blood.

The Dao lines under the two people's feet reappeared. After a breath, the Dao lines under Taorou's feet gradually darkened as if they had been eroded by spiritual energy.

And her body was not like a normal person who died in battle, but shrank together at a speed visible to the naked eye. A thin layer of light floated from her body and was blown by the wind, leaving nothing at all.

The outcome of the fight to the death is clear at a glance.

Everyone was silent, there was silence, no one spoke.

Only then did Shi Yingxue feel that her tense spirit gradually relaxed. With this relaxation, the pain all over her body suddenly surged up, and her whole body fell to one side. The scars from the sparring session would be eliminated at the end of the sparring session, but death

She's not good at fighting. Today she was beaten up by Taorou Pang, and the bruises on her body probably won't heal in ten and a half months.

Before she passed out, Shi Yingxue looked at her hands covered in blood and couldn't help but wonder, had she already killed someone?

There is an evil voice in my mind that keeps saying, don't you think you are pure and good, but you actually kill people?

Shi Yingxue knew that this was the inner demon. The inner demon seemed to be invisible but everywhere. It would appear instantly every time the mind was shaken. Its purpose was to control the monk's mind until he became a walking corpse and returned to hell.

Yes, she committed a murder, and Taorou's blood was still warm in her palms, but she didn't feel any regret or guilt at all.

This was not an indiscriminate killing of innocent people, and Shi Yingxue did not want to flaunt justice for herself, nor did she want to make high-sounding remarks like eliminating harm for the people.

The killing this time was for self-protection, not to be violent or to achieve some ulterior purpose. She just wanted to live and didn't want to be killed by Taorou.

If Taorou had not fought to the death this time, if Taorou bumped into her hand in the future, she would not let her go. Just because of what she did last time, Shi Yingxue would never let her go.
Chapter completed!