"Ah!" Gui Ming screamed, and his throat was swollen like a peach.
The broken bone rubbed against the rocky ground and made a sound of teeth soreness. Gui Ming's whole body was sweating like rain, his eyes rolled straight, and he was almost fainting on the spot.
"It's not over yet." Liang Xi's cold voice sounded in his ears, "You dared to swing the sword at Yue'er just now, right?"
Liang Xi walked to the Zhutian Prison Yan Sword and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
With a chirping sound, a purple smoke gushed out from the hilt of the sword, circled around Liang Xi's arm like a long snake, and the sword body buzzed and trembled, as if she didn't want Liang Xi to touch it.
Qingyue was about to remind Liang Xi to be careful of being poisonous, but she saw Liang Xi staring at the Zhutian Prison Flame Sword indifferently.
A yellow-green mixed flame emanated from Liang Xi's five fingers, and soon covered the entire sword body.
"Sacrifice to the divine fire!" Qingyue's eyes widened.
She never thought that Liang Xi would sacrifice to the divine fire.
The purple smoke that was squirting out seemed to be dragged by something, and could no longer climb upwards, twisting and slowly retracting back into the sword body.
As Liang Xi's palm light became more and more bright, the Zhutian Yu Yan Sword kept shaking, and the yellow and green colors started from the hilt of the sword, and followed the sword body toward the tip of the sword. The purple color was covered by yellow and green.
It seemed like I wanted to struggle, but I was still completely swallowed by the sacrificial divine fire.
Qingyue even felt as if he had heard the wailing sound from the Zhutian Prison Flame Sword.
After thinking for a little while, Qingyue will understand.
The Fire Sword of the Heavenly Prison seals countless souls, and the sacrifice of the divine fire is the only flame that can cause irreversible damage to the soul.
After the tempering of the sacrificed divine fire, the vicious resentful spirits inside the Zhutian Yu Yan Sword were burned completely.
After Liang Xi removed the sacrifice of the divine fire, the flame sword of Zhu Tianzhuo was still purple, but the originally gloomy and weird aura had been eliminated.
Seeing that Liang Xi was able to use the sacrificial fire, Gui Ming's face was filled with fear.
He was worried that Liang Xi would use the sacrificial fire to burn himself.
Compared to the pain of burning the soul by the sacrificed divine fire, the physical pain can be ignored.
The physical damage will always heal after treatment, but the soul's trauma will never be repaired and will accompany you all the time.
Gui Ming was so scared that he shivered. He couldn't care about his broken legs. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to climb out.
The blood on his body dragged a shocking blood mark on the ground.
The shadow cast from Liang Xi quickly enveloped him.
Before Gui Ming could react, he saw a purple light flashing in front of his eyes, and then a tear-like stinging pain came from the back of his hand.
Liang Xi stabbed Gui Ming's back with a sword. The sharp Zhutian Zhu Tianzhu Flame Sword was almost unhindered, and he nailed Gui Ming's remaining palm to the ground.
Amid the slight hissing sound, the poisonous gas on the sword edge of the Zhutian Zhutian Yuyan Sword corroded Gui Ming's wounds, and the tragic pain caused was as if Gui Ming's flesh was cut off with a knife stained with salt water.
Gui Ming could no longer scream in his throat, his teeth were clenched, and his fragile gums were almost broken.
"If I were you, I should bite my tongue and commit suicide at this time, otherwise there will be greater pain in the future."
Liang Xi's words suddenly reminded Gui Ming. He was about to bite it down with a bite. Suddenly, a crisp sound came from his chin, followed by an extremely sore feeling that was transmitted to the inferior cortex.
When Gui Ming reacted, he was frightened to find that Liang Xi had removed his chin. The twisted chin made his jaw swollen. His saliva mixed with blood foam was coming out of his crooked mouth.
It flowed downwards, flowing through his chin and neck, and dripping to the ground.
"This time, it's because you just swung your sword at Yue'er."
After saying that, Liang Xi was like the palm of his palm, a thin blue light wheel condensed in his hands, and then flew towards Gui Ming's back.
With a huff, the light wheel pressed against Gui Ming's back, tearing the entire clothes on his back and lifting them up, and then lifting them up. After that, a large piece of red and bright thing was attached to the expected one.
"Uh!" Although Gui Ming could not scream, he still squeezed a painful sound from his throat. His neck was tense tightly, and his blood vessels were squirming like thick and long earthworms. His eyes widened and he spit out
The eyeballs almost spread their eye sockets.
Qingyue screamed, covering her face and not daring to look again, her heart was pounding because of nervousness.
Liang Xi just now opened the clothes on Gui Ming's back, but also tore the entire piece of skin on his back.
No one could bear the feeling that every nerve in the body was so painful that no one could bear it. As he spit out a mouthful of blood, Gui Ming's eyes rolled up and he fainted suddenly.
"This time, it's because you just torn Yue'er's clothes."
Liang Xi's voice still had no emotion.
The thing Liang Xi hated the most in his life was that someone bullies the people he cares about.
Especially this bullying happened under your nose.
Liang Xi absolutely cannot tolerate it.
Liang Xi stretched out his feet and kicked Gui Ming on the forehead. Seeing his neck soft, he said in confusion: "Did you faint?"
Qingyue looked through his fingers and quickly closed his eyes tightly.
Liang Xi snorted, his palm flipped, and a cold water spurted on Gui Ming's face.
Stimulated by the cold water, Gui Ming slowly woke up.
The price of waking up is the severe pain that is steep and heart-wrenching.
Before this, he wanted to take advantage of Liang Xi's serious injury to kill this cultivator in one fell swoop.
But unexpectedly, the other party recovered so quickly and beat him to the ground like a dead dog.
Gui Ming's heart was ashamed at this moment, and he just hoped that Liang Xi could give himself a happy life.
Seeing the desperate look on his face, Liang Xi knew what he was thinking, smiled and shook his head and said, "Do you want to die? Wait for a while, I remember you were before, looking at Yue'er with your dog eyes."
When Liang Xi said this, Gui Ming's eyes suddenly flashed with fear.
Before he could react, Liang Xi had already pulled up the Zhutian Zhuyu Yan Sword. The tip of the sword raised Gui Ming's chin and raised his head.
Two fair fingers swayed in front of Gui Ming's eyes, Gui Ming's whole body felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.
He had already regretted it to the extreme. Why did he listen to the curse of the King of Hades so much at that time? Why did he go to Xuanyu Gu Realm after he went there without lifting the seal? He insisted on fighting with Liang Xi, but he could not beat him later. Why
You have to follow this with injuries.
"Your pair of dog eyes--" Liang Xi's mouth raised slightly, and his two fingers penetrated into Gui Ming's eyes like lightning.