Before he finished speaking, Liang Xi had not yet understood how the masked man suddenly rushed behind him. The severe pain from his lower back made him completely lose the ability to think.
Liang Xi's waist and ribs were hit, and blood could no longer help but rush out of his mouth, wishing to spit out all his internal organs, his body flew straight forward, and a huge rock slanted in front was crushed, and most of his body was pressed down.
In the pile of gravels, blood spread out, dyeing the pile of gravels red, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.
"Hehe, your trick is so pediatric!" A strong murderous intent flashed in the masked man's eyes, and the long claws in his hand kept dripping with sticky blood that originally belonged to Liang Xi, "This is mine.
The killer move, didn't expect it."
The masked man's body suddenly became erratic in the wind, and afterimages appeared around his body, gradually approaching Liang Xi's upside down pile of gravel.
The pile of gravels was less than one meter away from the rushing Sangqu River. One of Liang Xi's arms was hanging on the riverside. His palms were slashing in the water with the flow of water. His arms, which had lost blood, seemed to be without a trace of vitality.
"My fire-original true power just defeats your wood-original true power, so you can only admit that you are unlucky Liang Xi." Finally, he killed the strong enemy, the masked man showed a hideous smile, raised his hand, and shouted in a screaming voice.
When it sounded, the blood beads that were originally hanging on the long claws quickly evaporated and turned into gas and rose.
"Just cut off your head and you can take it to hand it over." The masked man looked at the blood all over the ground greedily. The abundant energy fluctuations in the blood made him swallow, but he knew that the employer would not allow him to do that.
Made.
The gravel covered Liang Xi's body with a thick layer, burying him from his thighs up inside, with only two arms exposed outside, and the gravel blood stuck to his clothes.
In order to cut off Liang Xi's head, the masked man had to endure the faint pain on his body and squat down to clean up the stones on Liang Xi's body.
After a while, Liang Xi's upper body appeared in front of the masked man.
There were three terrifying blood holes on his back. After so long, although the three blood holes were no longer bleeding, the terrifying ** still made people who saw them feel numb.
Liang Xi lay on the ground motionless, feeling no trace of anger at all, and looked like he was really dead.
"I didn't expect it to be so troublesome. The dual cultivation of Zhenwu also has two powers. In addition to my continent, there is another dual cultivation of Zhenwu. It's a pity." The masked man squatted on the ground and said, his tone sounding quite regretful.
He raised his injured right hand, and the three sharp thorns on his long claws made a buzzing sound. The long thorn in the middle showed a red light, gradually stretching, turning into a short blade that was one foot long.
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The short blade shone with light, and the breeze around it blew, as if it had been cut open.
A fierce light flashed in the masked man's eyes. He was about to cut off Liang Xi's back neck when Liang Xi, who had no movement suddenly moved!
The hand he hung on the riverside suddenly shot out like lightning, and it held on the wrist of the masked man's right hand.
Even though Liang Xi did not exert force, his injured wrist was hit by external force, and the masked man still let out a sore pain. His teeth bit his lips and a touch of bright red blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
"You are not dead!" The masked man saw Liang Xi who was holding his wrist and exclaimed. The pain stimulated his eyes red. He raised his other hand and was about to poke Liang Xi's wound again. This is bound to be the case.
One blow would kill Liang Xi.
Liang Xi's body, which was lying on the ground, moved slightly. Without waiting for the masked man to poke it down, a strange flame of green and yellow entangled together suddenly ignited on his hand.
The masked man looked at Liang Xi's hand and was in a daze. Liang Xi's hand that suddenly ignited a flame was grabbed on his wrist. He didn't understand for a moment how Liang Xi's wood constitution could burn the flame?
This flame is still a completely unreasonable yellow-green color.
Without giving him more time to think, a sudden, a severe pain that was indescribable to describe came through his wrist.
Compared with the pain of the second force of the wrist, the pain of the flame burning is not worth mentioning at all.
Now this kind of burning pain is not something that a person can bear at all, even a cultivator cannot!
"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream of a masked man rang out from the banks of the Sangqu River. He shook Liang Xi's hand and fell to one side, covering his wrists and curled up together.
This pain seems to have been stripped of the body, like a flame burning on the soul.
Forced to retreat the powerful enemy, Liang Xi coughed, spit out a mouthful of blood, and barely grinned and turned around. Three terrifying blood holes on his waist were pulled, and a large amount of thick blood flowed out.
Liang Xi was pale all over and looked at the masked man and said, "How do you feel?"
The masked man was so painful that he could not speak. His whole body was soaked in sweat, as if he had just been salvaged from the water.
Taking a deep breath, the masked man held back the pain and said, "What kind of flame is yours?"
Although this sentence is only a few words, the lower his voice becomes, the smaller it becomes, almost like a mosquito. Because his wrist hurts so he can't breathe normally.
Liang Xi's face was filled with indescribable fatigue. He held the blood-stained Kanshui Blade in one hand. He wanted to sit up straight several times, but failed. Finally, he gave up and gasped and said, "Sacrificing the Divine Fire,
Didn't expect it?"
As Liang Xi expected, the masked man opened his mouth wide and made a hissing sound. Even if he could not see his expression, Liang Xi could still imagine the distorted face of the man behind the mask.
Although few people have seen the sacrificial fire, its power is known to everyone.
It will not cause damage to the physical object, it will only burn the soul and will never be healed. This pain will always accompany the burned person to death.
The masked man's whole body was cold and his mind was blank. He never thought that Liang Xi would have such a trick.
Just now, he punched Fei Liang Xi, and he thought he had won, but he didn't expect that the other party would hide deeper than him.
Looking at his wrist, the masked man swallowed hard, and his saliva passed his red and swollen throat because of his scream, but the pain was nothing to him.
Liang Xi saw the masked man standing motionless, thinking about what he was going to do, but when he saw the masked man gritting his teeth, a red light flashed on his left hand, and then he waved the red light and slashed towards his right wrist.
"Broken hand!" Liang Xi was shocked. The masked man actually chose to cut off his right hand at this time.