Dying with Unclosed Eyes

Ren Woxing painfully withdrew.

His arms were covered in blood and flesh, revealing the bare bones, clearly indicating that he was crippled.

"Father!"

"Master!"

Ren Yingying quickly helped her father up and Xiang Wentian anxiously stood in front of him.

Ren Woxing felt stars flashing before his eyes and his vision going black.

He survived by crippling his arms, in exchange for Ji Boying's Purple Mist True Qi, which did not affect his own heart meridian.

That thick, concentrated, and domineering Purple Mist True Qi, if it had been a moment later, would have rushed up to his neck and assaulted his chest.

It will be detonated at that time.

The flesh and blood on his neck were all blown away, leaving only the neck bone. The flesh and blood on his chest were blown open, exposing his internal organs. How could he possibly survive?

Ren Woxing struggled to breathe, his chest heaving violently, but due to the intense pain in his meridians, he couldn't help but curl up and control his breathing.

That burst of energy just now has damaged my Dantian.

In that brief moment, he had just ascended to heaven from the dragon's lair, and in the blink of an eye, he was almost reduced to a cripple.

Ji Boying instantly damaged all the meridians in his body.

That contempt and mockery, that stark contrast with reality, made Ren Woxing prefer to immerse himself in this painful darkness rather than open his eyes for a long time.

But he still had a last shred of responsibility.

He was breathing heavily, managing to squeeze out some hoarse sounds.

"Yingying, go! Let... those four good-for-nothings... protect you."

With the Three Corpses Brain God Pill, there's no need to worry about these four good-for-nothings being disrespectful to Ren Yingying.

"Brother Xiang... I'm going to drag you down with me."

Xiang Wentian's gaze was firm; he understood Ren Woxing's meaning.

"Yingying, run!"

"Uncle Xiang!"

"Walk!"

They were facing a heart-wrenching separation here, Ji Boying did not want to witness this tragic drama.

"Let me make the decision for you!"

With a slight movement of his left hand, a Bone-Penetrating Nails nail shot out swiftly.

Xiang Wentian brandished his weapon, channeling all his strength to defend himself.

Ultimately, the speed wasn't fast enough; it was just a hair's breadth short, and he could only watch helplessly as the Bone-Penetrating Nails pierced Ren Yingying's temple.

A beautiful and charming head exploded instantly.

Red, white, and yellow paints were sprayed all over Xiang Wentian and Ren Woxing's heads and faces.

The Four Friends of Plum Manor watched from behind, each one trembling with fear.

While Yang Lianting was eliminating dissidents and causing a scene at Liu Zhengfeng Washing Hands in a Golden Basin ceremony, a woman took the initiative to join forces with Xiang Wentian and, with a little manipulation, killed the female strategist Ren Woxing had Ren Woxing right before their eyes.

Moreover, they died in front of Ren Woxing, who controlled their lives and deaths.

Ren Woxing finally faced reality, opened his eyes, gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and Xiang Wentian also looked grief-stricken.

Both of them glared angrily at Ji Boying.

But Ren Woxing was still howling in pain!

With a rough and labored voice, he shouted, "Boy! My revenge, my grand ambition, have all been ruined by you! Are you from the Five Great Mountains Sword Sects? You are a formidable enemy! Fine! In the next life, I will settle this score with you again!"

Come on! Kill me!

"Use your sword to cut off my head, and let Ren Woxing head help you gain fame!"

"You've already killed Dongfang Bubai and then Ren Woxing. With those two heads, you are undoubtedly the number one in the world!"

"Come on, take my head! Brother Xiang, we're no match for you, we can only die here together!"

Xiang Wentian also threw down his weapon and supported Ren Woxing with one hand. The two of them leaned against the stinking corpse on the stretcher behind them.

"We've roamed the martial world for years, give us a quick death, let us die by your sword and die a worthy death!"

The two men sat there waiting for Ji Boying to come forward and cut off their heads.

But Ji Boying stood still, not even drawing his sword.

Ren Woxing felt a sharp pain in his chest.

But it seems like a final burst of energy before death, or perhaps the pain of losing his daughter has made him indifferent to this little bit of suffering.

He began to breathe heavily, his chest heaving violently like a bellows.

"Why... aren't you going to make a move?"

"Do you still want to humiliate us?"

"You are a young hero, you shouldn't do such a thing, it's too shameful."

"Alright, come on, torture our bodies as you please, just please use your sword to cut off my head cleanly and neatly at the end."

Ren Woxing stared intently at Ji Boying, looking both resigned to his fate and utterly despondent.

But Ji Boying was still standing in the same spot, his steps not deviating even slightly, his face full of a mocking smile.

"Sect Leader Ren, don't pretend to be a great hero at this time. You are much more cunning than Dongfang Bubai."

With a flick of the wrist, another Bone-Penetrating Nails was driven in.

The Heavenly King Old Man Xiang Wentian; a hole had already been punched in his skull.

They were all the same things, and they soaked Ren Woxing's head.

Ren Woxing grew increasingly ferocious, like a wild beast, letting out low growls and strange cries from his throat.

He had lost the ability to move, but suddenly fell forward, his upper body hitting the ground.

Like a wild beast or a maggot, it struggled and writhed on the ground, its arms oozing blood that drew haphazard patterns on the ground.

"How could someone like you exist! How could someone like you exist! Come and kill me!"

Amidst Ji Boying's mocking gaze and Ren Woxing's despair and hysteria, a hidden weapon ended Ren Woxing's life.

Ren Woxing's body remained completely still.

The Four Friends of Plum Manor knelt down with a thud. Without Ren Woxing, they would almost certainly die, but as long as they didn't make a move, they could at least live until the Dragon Boat Festival next year.

Faced with such a ruthless and vicious person, how could they dare to even consider taking action?

"Why does Sect Leader Ren want me to kill him so badly? Is there something fishy going on between them?"

The four of them lamented the unfairness of fate, which had bestowed upon this person such high martial arts talent, whose skill had already surpassed all others and reached its pinnacle before he even reached adulthood.

Yet, he is also flawless in character, cautious and meticulous in his actions, and possesses exceptional intelligence.

"The bodies of these elders, who were displayed by the government, were filled with gunpowder by Miss Ren. She hoped to pretend to be Tong Baixiong's old power and carry these bodies to confront Dongfang Bubai. As long as these bodies were placed in front of Dongfang Bubai, the explosives would be detonated and Dongfang Bubai would be killed."

Ji Boying nodded; it was just as he had expected.

Ren Woxing should have known that Dongfang Bubai's strength was still too much for them to handle.

The man disguised as Tong Baixiong, which displeased Dongfang Bubai, but the reason was perfectly justified, making it a brilliant plan.

Ren Woxing naturally wanted to blow himself up as well.

But no one in the entire martial arts world was more cautious about gunpowder than Ji Boying.

Naturally, he vaguely guessed that Ren Woxing wanted to lure him over so that he could harm him with gunpowder.

After all, with his own skills, what else besides gunpowder could give Ren Woxing confidence?

This is also why Ji Boying carried Yang Lianting and flew in the sky instead of taking the underground passage.

The dried and rotting corpse of the Demonic Cult elder was naturally no longer inspected, and the stench could also mask the smell of gunpowder.

Ren Woxing believed this was a brilliant plan, which was why he was so unwilling to give up. He did not expect Ji Boying to be so cautious.

Having experienced such dramatic ups and downs in a short period of time, Ren Woxing truly died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.