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1167 Life and Death 1

Blood splattered on the ground.

Situ Ming's face was condensed, and he kept flying seals in his hands.

Li Yaoyao looked up and saw Situ Ming like this. She was shocked at first, but then a flash of ecstasy flashed in her eyes!

The third senior brother finally performed his blood sacrifice! She thought that the third senior brother was so selfish and was lying to her when he said he would risk his life for her. It was okay, okay.

Just when Li Yaoyao was secretly rejoicing, suddenly, she felt her body sink suddenly.

No! This strong man from the iron tower is going to throw her out!

Having learned from the past, Li Yaoyao would not be thrown out so stupidly.

Just when the iron tower shouted "Hey" and wanted to throw her out, the gauze on Li Yaoyao's arm had wrapped around the opponent's wrist at some point. Just when she was thrown out, Li Yaoyao screamed and hit her in the air.

A spin!

However, the strength of the strong man from the iron tower was so strong that Li Yaoyao sprained her waist while spinning in the air.

Seeing Li Yaoyao being thrown out, Situ Ming felt anxious!

The last bit of the ceremony was finally completed.

At this time, the entire stage was filled with a thick layer of blood mist, and the smell of blood was so strong that it almost made people sick.

Blood flowers filled the sky, carrying a faint sweet fragrance.

The head and body of the strong man in the Iron Tower of Death were covered in blood.

They didn't take the blood mist as anything at first, but when they tried to walk towards Situ Ming, they found that their steps were sloppy and their cultivation was gradually retreating.

For a moment, all four strong men on the iron tower were stunned.

At this time, Situ Ming had already pulled out the dagger from his chest, and his whole body was soaked in blood as if he had stepped out of a sea of ​​blood.

Especially on the chest, the wound was as big as a fist, and bloody mist was sprayed out.

The four strong men from the Iron Tower understood that it was the blood on Situ Ming's body that was causing trouble. They left Li Yaoyao behind and stepped forward to outflank Situ Ming.

The thick blood mist drained most of the strength of the four towering men in an instant. At this time, their strength was less than one-tenth of their original strength.

"Yao Yao... take action quickly..." Situ Ming struggled to open his mouth, but due to excessive blood loss, his words were incoherent and his speech was unclear.

At this time, Li Yaoyao wrapped the cylinder with gauze and hid in mid-air holding the cylinder.

Seeing Situ Ming keep calling her, she quickly shook her head in panic: "No, no, I can't beat them..."

Situ Ming was so anxious that he almost vomited blood. He couldn't beat them before, but now he used blood sacrifices to weaken their cultivation. Li Yaoyao could just attack with one punch, but she was still hiding on top!

"Quickly..." Situ Ming felt the blood clots on his body drain away. His face looked a little ferocious and twisted because of anxiety, and his whole person looked terrifying.

"No..." Li Yaoyao hugged the cylinder and refused to come down.

Situ Ming felt like there were stars in his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him!

When there were blood stains just now, he had targeted the four towering men. Li Yaoyao's strength would not be affected at all by the blood stains, but this fool!

If she comes down now and kills these four people, he still has a chance of survival. If he doesn't come down now, he will really die!

Situ Ming was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but at this moment, due to excessive blood loss, his face was pale and he was sweating profusely, and his whole body was as stiff as a stone.


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