In the secret room shrouded in soul-level formations, Ji Tianxing was confronting Duanmu Huang.
Just now, the two have exchanged three moves.
During the three-move battle, Ji Tianxing was blown away three times, and each time he hit the dark gold light shield hard.
Fortunately, he had the Sword God's battle robe to protect himself and not be seriously injured.
Duanmuhuang still had the upper hand, and Ji Tianxing's three sword moves failed to hurt him.
The two stood at the north and south ends of the secret room respectively, with their backs leaning against the dark golden light shield, looking at each other with cold eyes, and their whole bodies filled with soaring fighting spirit.
Duanmuhuang reached out and pulled off the eyeball hanging on the left side of his face, and black blood kept coming out of the eye socket.
He completely became one-eyed and looked very ferocious.
"Little beast! Who are you? You are so brave, you dare to pretend to be the Lord's confidant and come to Duanmu Mansion to assassinate me!
With your Tianyuan realm strength, you have such courage to dare to take action against me, you really don’t know what the heavens and the earth are!”
Duanmuhuang's single eye glowed with coldness, he stared at Ji Tianxing with hatred in his eyes, and shouted in a cold voice: "I will give you a chance to live, kneel down immediately and beg for mercy, and reveal your identity!
If not, I will peel off your skin, cramp your muscles, and tear your flesh and blood into pieces bit by bit!"
His words were already ghastly and terrifying, his body was still covered in blood flames, and his breath was as cold as a demon.
But Ji Tianxing was not afraid, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a playful tone: "Duanmuhuang, now that things have come to this, why do you have to pretend to be calm and support your soul's injury?
The more you pretend to be fierce, the more it proves that you are tough on the outside and weak on the inside!
You are already panicking! You are just deliberately trying to scare me, because your soul has been swallowed by the divine Gu, and your vitality has been severely damaged, and your strength has been weakened by at least 50%!
The power of the three talismans in the divine talisman detonated in succession, worsening the injury to your soul and weakening your strength by at least another 20%!
Now, you only have three successes left, and you are already at the end of your strength!"
Ji Tianxing exuded an aura of confidence, with a firm tone and a sneer on his face.
Every word he said was like a sharp sword, piercing Duanmu Huang's heart fiercely, causing Duanmu Huang's complexion to change drastically, and his eyes to surge with overwhelming rage.
Because, he was right, that is exactly what happened!
At this moment, Duanmu Huang indeed only had three successes left and was extremely weak.
He must end the battle as soon as possible and use his martial arts to heal his injuries immediately in order to preserve his soul that he has practiced hard for more than a hundred years.
Otherwise, his injuries will continue to worsen and the power of his soul will continue to weaken.
Even if he can save his life tonight, he will have to retreat and heal for decades before he can return to his peak strength.
And Ji Tianxing exposed the truth so confidently and pointed out his injuries, how could he not be frightened and angry?
"Beast! You despicable and shameless maggot, who are you?!"
Duanmuhuang roared furiously, and angry flames burst out of his head.
Ji Tianxing looked at him with a smile, the sneer on his face became thicker, and he said in a joking tone: "Haha... aren't you a strong soul refiner? You can't even see through my disguise technique?
It seems that I guessed it right, you are really at the end of your game and only have three successes left."
Hearing his words, Duanmu Huang suddenly became furious and spat out a mouthful of blood.
It turned out that Ji Tianxing’s extremely confident words were meant to deceive him!
Under the circumstances just now, Ji Tianxing was not sure how serious his injuries were and how much strength he still had.
"Beast! You really deserve death and will go to eighteen levels of hell after death!"
Duanmuhuang was so furious that he almost lost his mind and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Little bastard, even if I only have three successes left, I can kill you!"
It is true that he is a strong man at the fifth level of the Soul Refining Realm. Even if he only has three successes left, he is comparable to a strong man at the first level of the Soul Refining Realm.
It is indeed easy to kill a strong man at the sixth level of Tianyuan.
But Ji Tianxing is by no means an ordinary Tianyuan strongman. He has unlimited potential and his real combat power is astonishing!
"Haha, killing me is more than enough? Then I want to see who is going to die here!" Ji Tianxing grinned with a confident sneer.
Duanmuhuang was furious to the extreme. He stopped talking nonsense with him and waved his palms with all his strength, pouring out endless true energy and soul power.
"The angry dragon attacks!"
The violent and terrifying five-color true energy, mixed with the blazing white soul power, condensed into a ten-meter-long furious dragon, and slammed towards Ji Tianxing.
The two of them were only a hundred meters apart, and the moment the furious dragon appeared, it struck in front of Ji Tianxing.
At the critical moment, Ji Tianxing had no time to dodge or counterattack, so he could only instinctively close his golden wings and wrap himself up.
"Golden Rocs combine wings!"
"boom!"
With a deafening sound, the furious dragon hit Ji Tianxing hard, drowning his figure.
He was blasted out again and hit the dark gold light shield with a "bang" sound.
The light mask trembled continuously after being hit, and it actually split into dense cracks.
Ji Tianxing was also shocked to the inside by the terrifying force. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood, and his face became as pale as paper.
The huge furious dragon dissipated, and his figure appeared, with some staggering steps.
"Damn it! Duanmuhuang, this old bastard, still has such strong strength after his soul has been so severely damaged!
Is this the method and background of a strong person in the Soul Refining Realm? It’s really terrifying!”
These thoughts flashed through Ji Tianxing's mind, and his desire to improve his strength became more and more urgent.
He also wants to reach the Soul Refining Realm as soon as possible, become an extraordinary strong man, and control the powerful power that can move the wind, rain, and shake the heaven and the earth.
However, thinking about these things is too far away now.
The top priority is that he must survive Duanmu Huang's hands and find an opportunity to kill Duanmu Huang.
"Suzaku Holy Sword!"
Ji Tianxing roared angrily, and his whole body ignited with red fire, condensing into a ten-meter-long flaming giant sword.
His whole body merged with the giant flame sword, rising with fierce flames, condensing into a huge phantom of the Suzaku.
"Whoosh!"
The Suzaku Holy Sword rolled up overwhelming red fire, filling the entire secret room, and with an unparalleled domineering attitude, it suddenly killed Duanmu Huang.
With this blow, Ji Tianxuan exerted ten of his power and unleashed his strongest fighting power.
Duanmuhuang was immediately moved by this, and frowned fiercely, with a flash of shock and fear in his one eye.
"This little beast, with the strength of the sixth level of Tianyuan Realm, exploded with combat power comparable to the half-step Soul Refining Realm. How could there be such a monster in the world?
His aura seems familiar to me, as if I have seen him somewhere before. Could it be that he is...Ji Tianxing?!
Yes! It’s Ji Tianxing! Only this monster can create such a miracle!"
At that moment, these thoughts flashed through Duanmuhuang's groggy mind, and he suddenly became much more awake.
He vaguely guessed the identity of the 'Purple Robe Commander', and was suddenly even more shocked and furious.