It turned out that although Ding Hao knew that Meng Yuanyan was strong in other aspects, when it came to physical strength, Meng Yuanyan was definitely far inferior to him, not to mention that he looked pale and frail all day long.
Even if you replace him with a similarly strong cultivator, his physical strength will be completely different from Ding Hao's. That's why Ding Hao did this, enduring severe pain, just to see who can't hold on first.
Meng Yuanyan, who was holding Ding Hao tightly, was obviously shocked by Ding Hao's extremely ruthless tactics. Not only was Ding Hao extremely ruthless to his enemies, he was also so cruel to himself, and he even thought of such a way to deal with him.
Ordinary people, even if they could think of this method, would not treat their body so cruelly. If they accidentally stabbed an important part, they would be killed immediately. They can still talk and laugh like this. It seems that this body is not like
This is the first time Meng Yuan has encountered such a ruthless person like him.
Enduring the immense pain, Meng Yuan looked at Ding Hao with slightly frightened eyes, secretly thinking that he would go crazy sometimes, but this person was definitely a real madman and demon, otherwise he would never endure such severe pain and risk losing his life at any time.
The danger of doing this.
Feeling that his physical strength is getting weaker and weaker, although his true energy is still recovering quickly, Meng Yuanyan is no longer so confident. He just keeps silent and restores his true energy with all his strength, planning to wait until he regains the ability to attack.
After that, he immediately gave Ding Hao a fatal blow. Unconsciously, Meng Yuanyan became a little afraid of Ding Hao.
At this time, Ding Hao also felt his body gradually weakening. Seeing that Meng Yuanyuan remained silent, Ding Hao certainly knew what he was planning. With a cold snort, Ding Hao's face was extremely cold, and he held the hilt of the Heaven-defying Demonic Sword in his hand.
With a hoarse roar, he pulled out the Heaven-Defying Demon Sword from his body with force.
"Ah" Caught off guard, Meng Yuanjian made another sound of pain like a slaughtered pig.
Two lines of blood spurted out from their wounds at the same time, and the speed of blood flow accelerated much more without the obstruction of the Heaven-Defying Demon Sword.
With a cold smile, Ding Hao gasped for breath, and thick mouthfuls of blood continued to overflow from Ding Hao's mouth.
"It might be better to put some more blood. Without the obstruction of the flying sword, now we are one step closer to death!"
Ding Hao smiled cruelly.
Feeling the great pain, excessive blood loss, and increasingly weak body, Meng Yuan finally managed to catch his breath and said, "You are crazy. Don't mention me if this continues, even if I die first
, it’s hard for you to survive either!”
With a smile, Ding Hao said with a cold face: "You don't have to worry about it. You will die before me anyway, that's enough. Well, it seems that this sword can't kill you immediately, then let's do it again
Let’s try it once.”
Having said this, Ding Hao's right hand holding the Heaven-defying Demonic Sword trembled repeatedly, and he began to aim at his lower abdomen. Judging from the situation, he seemed to be planning to strike again.
Seeing Ding Hao's actions, Meng Yuanjian was so shocked that he was completely afraid of Ding Hao, a lunatic. He was sure that Ding Hao was definitely not joking. With Ding Hao's cold heart, he would never hesitate with this sword.
It would be a joke.
Seeing that Ding Hao was looking around, he seemed to have spotted a place, and he let out a light hum, and the heaven-defying magic sword slowly aimed at the position, and was about to stab it again.
At this time, Meng Yuanyan finally collapsed and let out a miserable groan. The body that was tightly wrapped around Ding Hao suddenly let go. With a strange cry, he rushed out. He landed on the ground two feet away, breathing heavily.
, but his eyes were still looking at Ding Hao.
Ding Hao's intuition relaxed and he regained his ability to move. He immediately knew that Meng Yuanyan was no longer bothering him.
Turning away and looking at Meng Yuan who was lying far away, Ding Hao sneered: "Are you afraid?"
After saying this, Ding Hao laughed miserably, and a trace of blood spilled out of his mouth again, but Ding Hao's expression was extremely proud.
"Madman, you are also mad!" Meng Yuanyan saw Ding Hao's expression and muttered to himself. As the sound came out, Meng Yuanyuan hurriedly stopped the bleeding and bandaged his wound.
At this time, the wound on Ding Hao's lower abdomen had begun to heal slowly. Ding Hao just wiped the wounds on both sides and vomited some medicine to stop the bleeding. Although he could still feel the severe pain in his body, the flow of blood had gradually slowed down.
.
Ding Hao has long known about the tyranny of his body. Although Meng Yuanyan's ability to restore true energy is stronger than his own, compared with the degree of recovery of his body and compared with himself who swallowed the inner elixir of the eight-winged purple python, he has
Meng Yuan is far behind.
Looking at Meng Yuan, who was busy bandaging himself in the distance, Ding Hao stopped chasing after Sha Jue for the time being, and instead sat down cross-legged.
After a while, Ding Hao felt that the wound was much smaller. Although his lower abdomen was still in great pain, there was no more blood flowing out of the wound. This is why Ding Hao knew that the effect of the eight-winged purple python's inner elixir had been exerted.
Ding Hao also stood up at this time, and walked towards Meng Yuan with a cold face, and the demonic sword in his hand once again started to rise with rolling demonic flames.
Seeing Ding Hao slowly walking towards him, with a cold face, and the blood from the wound had stopped, Meng Yuan's expression changed drastically. In the past few moments, he had become a level stronger towards this person who was even weaker than his own.
Ding Hao, Meng Yuanyan has truly felt threatened.
He stood up again, and the slender flying sword in his hand was taken out by Meng Yuan. He looked coldly at Ding Hao who was walking slowly.
But at this time, Ding Hao's expression was a little uncertain. Looking at Meng Yuan Yuan, he frowned slightly and didn't know what he was thinking. However, Meng Yuan Yuan, who was stared at by Ding Hao, was uneasy. Due to excessive blood loss, Meng Yuan Yuan was already pale and weak.
Now he was in an extreme state of embarrassment. There was blood all over his body, and a line of blood was still unconsciously flowing out of his mouth. But at this moment, Meng Yuanyuan, who was watching Ding Hao with all his strength, didn't pay attention.
When they reached Meng Yuan's side, Ding Hao chuckled. His laughter reached its peak of weirdness. With the laughter, Ding Hao's figure suddenly accelerated and he moved in front of Meng Yuan in an instant.
At this time, although Meng Yuanyuan had recovered some of his true energy, he was still extremely weak due to excessive blood loss. He watched Ding Hao approach and could only lift the slender flying sword in front of him, emitting a faint green light.
But for Ding Hao, this resistance seemed extremely weak. He sneered again, Ding Hao swayed, appeared on the left side of Meng Yuan Yuan, and punched Meng Yuan Yuan on the back of the head.
With a muffled groan, Meng Yuanyan fainted on the spot. Ding Hao now had no real energy, so he relied entirely on the strength of his body to attack. If Meng Yuanyan hadn't lost too much blood, he would have easily neutralized Ding Hao's current attack.
It won't fall as easily as it does now.
With a wild laugh, Ding Hao began to walk on Meng Yuan.
I don't know how long it took before Meng Yuanyuan woke up from his coma.
What fell into his eyes was Ding Hao, who was sitting cross-legged. Looking at Ding Hao's expression of leisure and contentment, it seemed that his body had mostly recovered.
But at this time, Meng Yuan was confused. He didn't know why he was not dead yet, and why Ding Hao would let him go. With this doubt, Meng Yuan tried his true energy.
I was shocked. There was no real energy in my body, and even the Nascent Soul had disappeared. Now I was just a mortal, with only a tiny bit of spiritual energy from heaven and earth in my body. How could this happen?
Looking at the dumbfounded Meng Yuan, Ding Hao nodded and said, "Isn't it strange?"
With a smile, Ding Hao said: "From now on, you are already a mortal, and your cultivation is completely destroyed, but you can practice again, and you probably won't encounter weird things like your cultivation deteriorating in the future!"
"Did you dispel my power?" Meng Yuan said in agony.
Nodding, Ding Hao said: "Yes, but as long as you join my Wuji Demon Sect, I can let you rush to the early stage of integration again within a hundred years. If you are lucky, it may not even take a hundred years!"
"Are you kidding? It took me nearly a thousand years to enter the integration stage last time. Do you think I can practice at ten times the speed?" said Meng Yuan.
With a long laugh, Ding Hao said: "What you lack is only the true essence, a steady stream of true essence, and you already have the realm. As long as you have the true essence to replenish it, you will be able to recover quickly. And for this, I, Wuji,
The Demon Sect can allow you to increase your true energy to a level beyond your imagination, not just ten times. If you are willing, and with better luck, a hundred times is also possible!"
"How do you say this?" Meng Yuanjian's original doubts turned into a little bit interested.
Anyway, I am lucky to be able to survive. Now it seems that there is another path in front of me. I originally thought that I would never have the chance to take a step closer. I have also thought of the method of dispersing my skills, but it means that my cultivation level is thousands of years old.
Burning it to the ground, Meng Yuanyan has never dared to try it, but now listening to Ding Hao's words, it seems that there is a shortcut. Anyway, he is already like this, so it doesn't hurt to listen.
Half an hour later, Ding Hao told him the secret of the Wuji Demonic Skill. Since Meng Yuan was just a useless person now, Ding Hao was not afraid that he could go there.
Without any hesitation, Meng Yuan didn't even hesitate for a second. After seeing Ding Hao's gaze, he immediately said: "I am willing to join the Wuji Demon Sect!"