Wang Tiezhu's purple spiritual energy and the super spiritual liquid in the dragon jade, coupled with his vigorous body, can actually reattach severed limbs.
This terrifying recovery speed can only be achieved by those who specialize in recovery techniques, even among monks in the Half-step Yuan realm!
"You...what kind of technique are you doing?"
Hong Li looked at Wang Tiezhu and asked in shock. He never expected that Wang Tiezhu had such terrifying resilience.
"Nothing else, just a profound foundation!"
Wang Tiezhu said loudly, with a hint of coldness in his tone.
"Seeking death! Tell me the truth in front of the half-step Yuanjing!!"
Hong Li's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and the black mist on his body became thicker again.
"Boohoo!"
The black mist on Hong Li's body turned into sharp black arrows, which densely shot at Wang Tiezhu.
"Rumble..."
"Chi chi chi..."
There were violent collisions, and all those black sharp arrows hit Wang Tiezhu's body, making harsh sounds.
"Kacha! Kacha!"
Then, those sharp arrows shattered into pieces and turned into black powder that filled the sky.
"Um?"
Seeing this, Hong Li frowned and looked at Wang Tiezhu in disbelief.
"Hmph! Hong Li, your black mist has no effect on me at all, because your power is all an illusion. At this moment, you are exhausted under the weight of the evil formation!"
Wang Tiezhu said coldly.
"Hmph, I don't believe it. With my cultivation, I can't defeat you? Even if you have the blessing of the Demonic Formation, what can I do?"
Hong Li snorted coldly, and the expression on his face became even more gloomy.
"Whoa!"
A burst of black light suddenly emerged from Hong Li's body, and then condensed into a huge fist, which hit Wang Tiezhu hard.
"boom!"
Wang Tiezhu raised his hand to block Hong Li's punch.
"Bang!"
Both of them were shocked, and the aura on their bodies suddenly rose up. The auras of both of them became very strong, like two ancient giant beasts fighting, dancing with energy.
"Boy, today, even if I die, I will definitely support you!"
Hong Li roared ferociously, and his figure suddenly rushed out, attacking Wang Tiezhu again.
"Bang bang bang!"
The two people's bodies touched, and a wave of terrifying aftermath suddenly erupted. Wang Tiezhu and Hong Li both spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and retreated several feet away before stopping, and then adjusted their bodies.
Hong Li's eyes were full of hatred, and he hated Wang Tiezhu.
He was a majestic half-step Yuan realm warrior, but he was forced to perform a secret skill by an early-stage Xiantian warrior and was even injured. This filled Hong Li's heart with overwhelming anger.
"I'm going to chop you alive."
Hong Li gritted his teeth, glared at Wang Tiezhu and shouted: "Go to hell..."
Before he finished speaking, black light appeared on Hong Li's body again. He stepped hard on the void with both feet. Suddenly, the demonic energy around him rolled and rolled, gathered in an instant, and then turned into a black millstone!
The millstone rotates, emitting an extremely terrifying power that seems to be able to erase everything.
Wang Tiezhu could feel the horror of the black millstone, and without any hesitation, the figure immediately moved to the side to avoid it.
"call!"
Just as Wang Tiezhu's body moved away, the black millstone whizzed past with an aura of destruction. The spot where Wang Tiezhu was standing immediately collapsed, soil flew up, and dust and smoke filled the air.
"Hiss...what a terrifying move!"
Wang Tiezhu gasped when he saw it. If he had reacted slower just now, he would have been crushed into a meat pie by now.
Cold sweat broke out on Wang Tiezhu's back.
"Hmph! I don't believe I can't kill you!"
Hong Li roared angrily, and he made a hand seal with his hands. The black mist on his body surged again, turning into a vast sea of black mist, and then enveloped Wang Tiezhu.
It seemed that he wanted to swallow Wang Tiezhu into it.
"Hahaha, I caught you so easily. You are dead. This mist will penetrate pervasively and explode directly inside your body!"
Hong Li laughed loudly and said.
"Haha! Really?"
Wang Tiezhu's voice appeared directly from Hong Li's left, then he made fists with both hands and hit Hong Li.
Hong Li was shocked. He didn't trap the other party. How did he escape?
"Bang!"
Hong Li's shoulder was directly attacked. Although he tried his best to resist, he still spit out a mouthful of blood.
Wang Tiezhu waved his arm, igniting terrifying flames, causing Hong Li's body to be burned continuously, and wisps of white smoke kept coming out of his body.
Hong Li's body was wrapped in flames, and his muscles, skin and tendons were constantly burning. He looked extremely embarrassed, like a beggar.
"Damn! Damn! Damn!"
Hong Li kept cursing Wang Tiezhu. His attack just now had consumed most of his energy. Now he was almost suppressed by Wang Tiezhu. He had no power to fight back at all and could only watch helplessly as he was hurt.
"ah!"
Waves of painful moans came from Hong Li's body, and his face was twisted, looking very ferocious.
Black mist kept coming out of his eyes, and it was obvious that he had run out of energy.
"Hong Li, today is your death anniversary!"
Wang Tiezhu's body swayed and he came to the front of Hong Li. He clenched his fists, aimed at Hong Li's head, and blasted away.
"Boom!"
Hong Li's body was blown away and hit the mountains in the distance, causing them to collapse.
"roar!"
Hong Li raised his head and let out a scream, his voice was shrill and full of despair and madness. He kept activating the demonic energy in his body and refining the blood in his body, trying to squeeze out the strength to continue fighting Wang Tiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu looked at Hong Li lying in the ruins, with a sarcastic sneer on his face, and said: "Hey, you really refuse to admit defeat! Let's see how long you can hold on!"
Wang Tiezhu kicked the ground with both legs and rushed towards Hong Li.
"Boom!"
Wang Tiezhu fought fiercely with Hong Li again.
This time Wang Tiezhu clearly had the upper hand. In every confrontation, Hong Li was defeated. In the end, the demonic energy on Hong Li's body became thinner and thinner. Gradually, Hong Li's aura decreased.
"Pfft!"
Finally, when Wang Tiezhu's right fist hit Hong Li's chest hard, Hong Li opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and then his body fell straight to the ground. His eyes were fixed on Wang Tiezhu, his face full of unwillingness and unwillingness.
anger.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
Hong Li's voice was very weak, but it still spread throughout the world. His body gradually faded, as if he would disappear into this space at any time.
"Go to hell!"
Wang Tiezhu snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and used his five fingers to form claws, clasping Hong Li's neck violently. At the same time, majestic true energy surged out of the Dantian in his body and poured into Wang Tiezhu's right hand.
In an instant, purple arcs of electricity swirled around Wang Tiezhu's right hand, and a terrifying coercion emitted from Wang Tiezhu's body.
"No...let me go..."
Hong Li looked at Wang Tiezhu with fearful eyes and made a hoarse sound in his throat.
"Pfft!"
Hong Li's neck was tightly clamped by Wang Tiezhu. Wang Tiezhu's palm suddenly exerted force, and then a muffled sound came from Hong Li's mouth, and then Hong Li's body completely collapsed.
